It is said that Du Ziwei originally wanted to travel day and night, lead the crowd to directly use the magic weapon to control the air, and rush back to Du Mansion as soon as possible. But Wang Ling was not in a hurry. He wanted to stop and wander along the way, and then return to Shasha for a month and a half.
Wang Zong is not in trouble either.
This Wang Ling is more than ten years younger than Du Ziwei, so naturally he is better at playing and entertaining.
As a result, the two of them only accompanied him on the journey for one day, and Du Ziwei couldn't bear it anymore, so he parted ways with Wang Ling in advance and took the rest of the Du family ahead.
There is naturally a reason why Du Ziwei rushed back to Du Mansion.
Not to mention that a few days ago, Du Xuan asked him to send a message back to Du Zhimu, and not to mention how busy Du Mansion is now. The biggest secret of Du Mansion today is likely to be known to Wumen in advance.
Dare to go back and inform Du Zhimu and others as soon as possible.
About ten days later, Du Ziwei finally rushed back to Ducheng after a long journey.
After returning to Du Mansion, Mo Yuan naturally had a lot of things waiting for him to deal with. However, Du Ziwei had no time to care and went straight to Du Zhimu's residence.
When Du Ziwei arrived at the most secret courtyard of the Du Mansion, there was no one there. Du Ziwei did not hesitate at all, and walked quickly towards Du Zhimu's secret room.
"Fourth Elder." There were two guards at the door of the secret room. Seeing Du Ziwei in a hurry, they raised their hands to stop him.
Du Ziwei asked coldly: "Is the master of the palace inside?"
"The master of the palace is practicing, please don't disturb me. Elder, please come back later." One of the guards said with cupped hands, without any intention of letting him go.
"Get out of the way, I have something urgent." Du Ziwei said solemnly, and then stepped forward to break into the secret room.
Another guard hurriedly blocked the way, bowed and said: "Elder, the master of the palace has instructions, no one is allowed to disturb."
"How presumptuous!" Du Ziwei shouted angrily, "I have something urgent to do, please get out of the way as soon as possible."
The two guards looked at each other with confused expressions on their faces.
Just when Du Ziwei was about to get angry, the door to the secret room opened.
"Master of the Palace." One of the guards raised his hands and looked at Du Ziwei, who had an angry look on his face.
Du Zhimu nodded slightly, then shook his head towards Du Ziwei and said, "Come in."
In the secret room.
Du Ziwei directly picked up the teapot on the small round table, filled himself a cup first, drank it all, and then said: "Brother, we have to speed up the progress."
Du Zhimu was startled and frowned slightly.
After a pause, Du Ziwei continued: "This time we went to the Demon Valley, Xuan'er accidentally revealed our secret of training our disciples in advance."
"What!" Du Zhimu had long guessed that Du Ziwei would have something important. Unexpectedly, this most important secret was leaked.
Du Ziwei added: "This cannot be blamed on Xuan'er. The main reason is that we failed to inform him in advance and let him keep it secret."
"What's going on?" Du Zhimu said solemnly.
Du Ziwei sighed softly and said: "Elder Gu Yan of the Demon Valley has a daughter who will take the martial arts exam next year. Du Xuan takes her to climb the mountain every morning to strengthen her training in preparation for next year's martial arts exam."
Du Zhimu thought for a moment and then asked: "Apart from Gu Yan and her daughter, does anyone else know about this?"
"There is also an enlightenment instructor from Wumen who was invited by Gu Yan for her daughter, and she already knows about it." Du Ziwei said truthfully, "However, it is not clear whether Wumen has taken this matter seriously."
Du Zhimu helplessly shook his head and sighed: "That's all, Xuan'er did it unintentionally. I hope Wumen realizes it later and won't take this matter seriously so quickly."
Du Ziwei nodded, that was all he could do now. After thinking about it, he added: "I have already hinted this matter to Gu Yan. Based on my understanding of her, she will not tell anyone else."
"It seems that we have to speed up the pace again and cultivate a group of disciples as soon as possible." Du Zhimu sighed softly, nodded slightly, and stroked his beard in thought.
"Yes." Du Ziwei also agreed.
After a moment, Du Zhimu asked again: "How is Xuan'er doing recently? Are you still used to being in the Demon Valley?"
Du Ziwei immediately showed a smile on his face and said happily: "Brother, Xuan'er is really the pride of my Du family!"
"Oh?" Du Zhimu's face was immediately filled with anticipation and excitement.
Du Ziwei organized his thoughts and said slowly: "Xuan'er is cultivating wholeheartedly in the Demon Valley. He has neither given up on himself nor been arrogant. He has devoted himself to cultivating and is now a third-grade magician."
"Third grade?" Du Zhimu was slightly surprised.
Du Ziwei nodded and continued: "Yes! However, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, this matter has been kept secret, and the cultivation level of a second-grade magician is still claimed to the outside world."
"Well, it should be so." Du Zhimu nodded in appreciation.
"Moreover." Du Ziwei said a little mysteriously, his face still a little incredulous, "Xuan'er is no more than a mere magician now, but he has already mastered the art of teleportation."
Seeing Du Zhimu's bewildered look, Du Ziwei hurriedly explained: "The art of space separation is the most mysterious and advanced cultivation method of demon cultivation. Even among demon masters, only a few can master the first level.
But Xuan'er has already mastered the second level of space separation."
"It's pity that I'm such an old person, I can only barely master the first level of this space-dividing technique. As for the second level, I haven't heard of anyone in the world mastering it."
"Seriously?!" Even though Du Zhimu had never heard of the art of space separation, he could understand its importance from Du Ziwei's words.
Du Ziwei nodded and said: "If the art of distance is perfected, then it is not completely hopeless for Du Xuan to major in magic fighting."
"Okay, okay, okay!" Du Zhimu stood up happily.
When Du Xuan became a useless person, Du Zhimu also blamed himself very much. Now that he heard that his grandson still has a chance to become a talent, he was naturally very excited.
"By the way." Du Ziwei said seriously, "There is one more thing that Xuan'er specifically asked me to tell you."
After a pause, Du Ziwei repeated Du Xuan's words completely, word for word.
"Common with martial arts? Qi technique? Split into two?"
Du Zhimu frowned slightly, pondering over the individual words in his words. Du Zhimu, who had already become a master of life, naturally understood that Du Xuan would never let Du Ziwei tell him such a passage for no reason.
Then, Du Zhimu stood up again, paced back and forth in the secret room, and murmured: "Split into two..."
Looking at Du Zhimu contemplating, Du Ziwei said softly: "What Xuan'er said about dividing the demonic energy into two and using two magic disks to practice is the key to the second level of this air separation technique. So far, I have
I have never heard of anyone mastering this level."
Suddenly, Du Zhimu's eyes lit up and he seemed to understand something.
Seeing this, Du Ziwei hurriedly asked: "Brother, do you understand Xuan'er's intention?"
Du Zhimu nodded heavily, his excitement palpable, and said: "I should have understood that this matter is of great importance, and you must not talk about it to others again."
Du Xuan solemnly confessed at the beginning, but now Du Zhimu is equally cautious. Du Ziwei naturally understands the seriousness of the matter.
"Okay, the important things are done." Du Ziwei nodded and said with a relaxed smile, "This time I participated in the alchemy conference and brought back nine disciples, four of whom are majoring in medicine refining and five who are majoring in weapon refining."
Du Ziwei was in charge of all affairs in the Du Mansion Demon Garden. Du Zhimu didn't know much about demon cultivators. After sitting down, he casually asked: "How come there is one more disciple who is the master of weapon training this year? In previous years,
But they are all mainly disciples who specialize in medicine refining."
Except for those Du Mansion disciples who failed the martial arts examination and had no choice but to practice demonic cultivation, the demon cultivating disciples of Dufu Demonic Garden are found from this alchemy conference every two years.
Du Ziwei smiled slightly and said calmly: "In previous years, we have recruited a lot of disciples who refine medicine, and it is time to add more disciples who refine weapons. The role of weapon refinement cannot be ignored. Especially the last border battle with the Tang Gang,
In addition to the fighting between martial arts disciples, both sides also had many destructive magic weapons. In this regard, we still suffered some losses."
Du Zhimu nodded, as long as Du Ziwei has full authority to handle these matters.
"Moreover." Du Ziwei paused and continued, "In addition to majoring in magic fighting, Xuan'er also majored in weapon refining. I think that when he returns to the mansion in the future, he will also be able to learn from the disciples of the master of magic garden.
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Du Zhimu sighed softly, nodded and said, "You are still thoughtful."
After a pause, Du Zhimu raised his head and said leisurely: "The Chinese New Year is almost here, Xuan'er, is he still unwilling to return home?"
Du Ziwei shook his head.
"This kid!" Du Zhimu sighed helplessly, "He is always so stubborn."
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A white-capped mountain range, quiet and boundless.
The winter sun shines on the mountains, but it does not bring any warmth. The few sparse shrubs in the mountains are just a few small black spots in the snow-covered mountains.
In this lifeless snowy sky, a few small black dots suddenly appeared.
These black spots were as light as swallows, like floating clouds under their feet, and like dragonflies touching water on the thick white snow. It took only a few breaths to descend from the mountain to a mountain col.
If you look closely, you can see that these black spots are actually several figures. Moreover, each figure seems to be carrying a person on its back.
Although these young people were being carried on their backs, they were not tied up with ropes, but they were all motionless. They were all wrapped in black gauze, with only two eyes exposed, looking around in fear, curiosity, and nervousness.
Soon, these figures looked around cautiously, then quickly got into a hidden cave in the mountain col, and disappeared into the vast white mountains.
A moment later, in the cave.
An old man wearing a black robe quickly came to a secret room. Judging from his clothing, he was clearly dressed like the black figures in the mountain col just now. He opened the curtain and walked directly in.
"Back." An old voice sounded in the secret room.
In this secret room, there were three old men surrounding a brazier, lying leisurely on rocking chairs.
"Masters and uncles are really laid-back! You only know how to use my old bones." The old man who had just entered the secret room took off his black robe, dragged a chair beside him, and sat down in front of the brazier.
If Du Xuan were here, he would be surprised to find that this old man is none other than Old Zeng!
An old man on the rocking chair smiled softly and said, "How?"
Mr. Zeng rolled his eyes like an old naughty boy and hummed: "Master, you have exhausted me to death! After all, disciple, I am an old man now, why can't I live a good life here comfortably!"