At night, the strong men escorting the convoy lit a bonfire, and bursts of laughter and laughter could be heard among them, falling into Yuwen Zhouyuan's ears. A smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Some men, perhaps after drinking wine, became more courageous, and went to some female relatives to whisper to them about courtship.
Seeing this mortal scene, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but glance at Dongfang Hancui beside him.
At this time, Dongfang Hancui also looked at him with sharp eyes. After the two of them looked at each other and smiled, they walked hand in hand to the tent that Zhou Dawei had prepared for them.
At this time, Zhou Dawei came up with two bottles of wine and said with a smile: "Brother, you and your wife are going to have a rest? Excuse me, your stone is indeed miraculous. My young master is much better. Come on, I respect you."
One drink for you!”
As he said that, Zhou Dawei tilted the jug and filled the cup, but found that Yu Wenzhouyuan didn't use the cup at all, but directly took the jug and took a big sip. He was stunned, laughed, and poured out the water and wine in the cup.
After drinking it, he imitated Yuwen Zhouyuan and picked up the wine bottle, and also took a big sip.
"Brother Zhou, didn't you say that the young man was sick before? Why did he become a young master now?" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the man in front of him with a half-smile but not a smile.
Zhou Dawei's old face turned red, he patted his thigh in embarrassment, and said: "Brother, this is my fault. When you get to the capital, if you encounter any trouble, just come to Tiannan Store to find me. As long as it is within Zhou's power,
Don’t frown at anything!”
Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled dumbly, not talking, but slowly savoring the taste of the water and wine.
Zhou Dawei glanced at an empty jug on the ground, and then at the wine jug in Yu Wen Zhouyuan's hand that was already running low. His eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Brother, I have a good capacity for drinking! I have to be vigilant because of my duty.
I drank with my brother, my brother and his wife have also been traveling all day, so they should rest early. I will take my leave!"
After saying that, he clasped his fists and left.
Yuwen Zhouyuan clasped his fists in return, and then walked into the tent hand in hand with Dongfang Hancui.
As soon as the two entered the tent, they heard the moans of men and women making love coming from the tent not far away.
Hearing that voice, Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart couldn't help but feel warm, and he stretched out his hand to hug Dongfang Hancui into his arms.
Yuwen Zhouyuan whispered in Dongfang Hancui's ear: "Sister..."
"Oh, brother..." Dongfang Hancui hugged Yuwen Zhouyuan and said at the same time.
Next, the two people's mouths formed the word "LV"... and the whole family in the tent instantly became happy...
I don’t know how long it took, but Yuwen Zhouyuan and Dongfang Hancui finally reached the peak of love.
Looking at Dongfang Hancui who fell asleep in his arms due to unbearable abuse, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a sense of pride in his heart.
At this time, except for some people who were responsible for guarding in the distance, the entire convoy was silent. Although there were one or two crackling sounds of burning wood in the campfire, this sound not only did not affect the rest, but seemed to carry some magical energy.
It works like a charm, making people sleep more soundly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan tucked Dongfang Hancui into bed, put on his clothes and walked out of the tent gently. He came to the big tree not far from the tent, sat and leaned on it, feeling a burst of peace in his heart.
Meaning, at that moment, he had forgotten that he was an immortal cultivator, and had truly become a mortal.
At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes and looked inside, and suddenly he was surprised to find that the cultivation level in his body had made a breakthrough at some point, especially when his state of mind was getting closer and closer to the True Lord stage. Yuwen Zhouyuan did not expect that just
One day of ordinary life can actually have such good effects.
It's just that the evil spirit outside his body has dissipated a little. Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath. He had a feeling that if he allowed these evil spirits to dissipate, he would definitely regret it in the future, so he sank into it and started again.
condensed.
Time passed slowly amid the condensed evil energy of Yu Wen Yuan. Gradually, the first sun appeared on the edge of the sky, and the rising rays of the morning sun slowly dispersed the darkness of the night.
Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes and took a deep breath facing the sunrise in the east. Suddenly, two purple air dragons that could not be detected by mortals were inhaled from his nostrils, traveled around in his body, and then exhaled from them.
Repeating this process over and over again, Yuwen Zhouyuan clearly felt that his whole body had a feeling of ecstasy, as if he could step through the void and shake up.
This feeling had never been experienced by Yuwen Zhouyuan in the past few decades. Obviously, only when one's mentality reaches a certain level of peace can one feel the breath of heaven and earth.
In one night, the green mist outside Yuwen Zhouyuan's body condensed by one-tenth. Yuwen Zhouyuan was not in a hurry. He knew that condensing the evil spirit of the green mist was obviously not something that could be accomplished in a short time. This required a person.
It takes a relatively long time.
"Brother, why are you here?" Dongfang Hancui walked out of the tent and asked when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan sitting under the big tree.
"After talking to my sister last night, I came to a realization, so I came out to meditate for a while. I didn't mean to neglect my sister..." Yuwen Zhouyuan stood up and explained to Dongfang Hancui.
Hearing what Yuwen Zhouyuan said, Dongfang Hancui, who originally had a look of resentment on his face, immediately smiled and said: "Brother, you sound like your sister doesn't understand you at all..."
"It's time to eat!" Someone shouted from a distance.
After dinner, the team started another day's journey.
Following the motorcade, Yuwen Zhouyuan gradually adjusted his mentality and slowly integrated into it. Sometimes he even didn't feel that he was a monk, but that he had truly become a mortal.
On this day, the capital of Daxiong Kingdom was within sight.
Although the mortal capital of Daxiong Kingdom is extremely gorgeous, in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, it is extremely dull and has no outstanding features. If it weren't for the spiritual energy whirlpools above the capital, Yuwen Zhouyuan would not even take a look at it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan released his spiritual consciousness and swept it, and the entire capital city had already taken shape in his heart. There were nine spiritual energy vortexes in the capital. As for the ones emitting the spiritual energy vortexes, it was not the monks, but nine towering black stone platforms. According to the size of the pillars, their emanations
The spiritual power of people is also divided into strong and weak, among which except one is the most powerful, the other eight are the second best.
This stone platform is very large. The smallest one needs to be surrounded by ten people before it can be touched. As for the largest one, it needs to be surrounded by hundreds of people.
There are people meditating inside these nine stone platforms, and there is a layer of formation outside the stone platform to prevent any spiritual prying eyes. However, this formation is not suitable for Yuwen Zhouyuan, a monk who has studied the Forbidden Chapter of the Heavenly Book Formation.
, in name only.
Yuwen Zhouyuan saw at a glance that the people meditating on the stone platform were all monks.
Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level has already reached the late stage of Zhenyuan, and the one with the lowest level also has the cultivation level of the late stage of Zhenyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was very interested in this stone platform. As the motorcade entered the city, Zhou Dawei found that Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were always looking at the nine stone platforms in the center of the city in the distance. Yu Wenzhou said in a low voice: "Brother Yuwen, don't be too old.
If you stare, you'll get into trouble if someone catches you."
Yuwen Zhouyuan touched the horse's mane under his crotch and asked doubtfully: "Brother Zhou, what is this stone platform?"
Zhou Dawei's eyes showed envy, and he whispered to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "That is the Immortal Platform. This place is the Kyoto of our great country, protected by the immortals. Only then did the immortal edict come down. The emperor recruited craftsmen from all over the country and built it according to the requirements of the immortal edict.
This is the reception platform."
"Jie Xiantai..." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a strange expression.
"There are immortals living in this Immortal Platform. My father once saw an immortal flying out of it when he was young." There was a sense of pride in Zhou Dawei's tone, as if his ancestors had seen immortals, and how impressed he was.
Like an interesting thing.
At this time, if Zhou Dawei knew that Yu Wen Zhouyuan, who had been walking with him for seven days, was hundreds of times stronger than the one his ancestors had seen, I wonder what he would think.
You must know that his ancestors have seen that monk. Even if they see Yuwen Zhouyuan, they must respectfully call him "Senior".
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked away, smiled and said nothing.
"Brother, isn't there something weird about this reception platform?" Dongfang Hancui said to him from the side.
"I can't tell, I just feel a little strange. You and I are here to enter the mortal world, so if we don't reveal our cultivation, it's best to leave it alone!" Yuwen Zhouyuan replied via voice transmission.
"Okay!" Dongfang Hancui said.
On a pontoon bridge between the north and south of the city, Yuwen Zhouyuan and his wife said goodbye to Zhou Dawei and others.
Although Zhou Dawei and Yu Wen Zhouyuan had not known each other for a long time, they felt like they were the same as before. He patted his chest and assured Yu Wen Zhouyuan that if Yu Wen Zhouyuan encountered any trouble, just come to him.
There are also the two young men who gave up their horses. In the past few days of drinking, he was convinced of Yuwen Zhouyuan. At this time, like Zhou Dawei, he told Yuwen Zhouyuan that if he was bullied, he would
The two brothers will definitely help.
Finally, the young master and his servant presented him with ten taels of gold, and said: "Sir, with your wonderful hand, I have restored my youth to life, so that I will no longer suffer from the disease. I will give you some gold as a medical fee, please accept it with my smile!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan accepted it without any hesitation. Except for the time when Dantian was abolished, this was the first time he had obtained this kind of money in the mortal world.
Yuwen Zhouyuan cupped his fists and turned around with Dongfang Hancui in hand.
After squeezing the twelve taels of gold in his hand, Yuwen Zhouyuan began his trip to Kyoto.
It is worthy of being at the feet of the Emperor. There are many shops on the streets with many pedestrians, all-encompassing.
Not long after, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed invisibly, and he had actually seen no less than ten monks in this mortal capital.
Although the highest level of these monks is not the sixth or seventh level of Qi, Yuwen Zhouyuan rarely encounters this phenomenon in other countries.
After pondering for a while, Yuwen Zhouyuan took one look at the nine stone platforms in the center of the city, and he already knew the answer in his heart. This must be the characteristic of Daxiong Kingdom.
Until the afternoon, Yuwen Zhouyuan and his wife were wandering on the street.
When the couple got tired from walking, they casually ordered some snacks from a small shop and savored the life of common people in the ordinary world. They felt a sense of detachment as they watched the people running around on the street.
While the couple was enjoying this rare comfort, suddenly there was a burst of noise not far away, and they saw a sloppy old man being pushed to the ground by a big man, who punched the old man's chest with a fist as big as a bowl.