But before he finished his exercises, he still had something to do.
He wanted to take a walk in the Kunlun Mountains to relax.
Yang Buwei understood the difficulty of making this decision: "I will go with you for a walk."
"No, I want to go for a walk by myself."
Wang Gensheng walked away on his own.
Yang Buwei wanted to catch up, but it was difficult for Murphy to meddle in his own business:
"He doesn't want you to follow him."
"I know." Yang Buwei clenched his fists, "Do you know what he gave up?"
As brothers who have been together all the way, no one understands Wang Gensheng's mood better than Yang Buwei.
Murphy was as calm as ever: "I don't know, I just know that if he doesn't act like this, he will die."
What she said was always so to the point.
Murphy watched Yang Buwei leave, blinked slowly, and continued his practice.
Her mind is clear and her eyesight is clear, and she will not be affected by the outside world.
Wang Gensheng walked here for a day and reached the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
He saw an ox cart from a distance, with two people lying on the cart.
The old scalper lowered his head to pull the cart, stopping from time to time to nibble on the grass on the roadside.
They were laughing and talking about something.
Wang Gensheng looked over.
Only then did they realize that lying on the bullock cart was a young man. He... was missing a leg.
Sitting next to him seemed to be his wife and daughter.
"This mine collapse was really thrilling. Fortunately, I only lost one leg."
"Isn't that right? It must be your parents who have spirits in heaven and are protecting you."
Why can he still smile when he is obviously missing a leg?
Wang Gensheng felt strange.
He stopped the bullock cart.
"Brother, I've been away for a day. Can I ride in your ox cart for a while?"
"You are out of sight when you say this. Come up and sit down."
The young man smiled and said, "This mountain road is not easy to walk on. Next time you come, you'd better call for a taxi."
Wang Gensheng got on the bullock cart, and the man's wife handed him a piece of fruit.
"We don't have anything good to quench our thirst, so don't give it up."
Wang Gensheng shook his head, "I don't mind it, thank you sister-in-law."
"Brother, are your legs... okay?"
The young man smiled.
"What are you talking about? I was talking to your sister-in-law, but you don't know that there was an earthquake where I worked, and the mine collapsed."
"Many people died inside. Your brother and I were lucky. We only lost one leg and saved my own life."
Wang Gensheng looked at the young man's wife and daughter.
"Your daughter is still so young, and now you are like this, brother, what should you do in the future?"
Wang Gensheng was not such a sentimental person before.
But now I am actually in the same situation as the young man.
Unlike young men, he can still smile.
It’s strange, and I’m also impressed.
The young man glanced at his wife and held her hand.
"I lost one leg, but I still have my other leg, my hands, and my brain."
"With so many things, are you worried that you won't be able to support your family?"
"He and I have always thought about starting a small business together."
"He has been busy with work and has no time to spend with my daughter and me."
"Yes, I walked through hell and figured it out."
"No matter how much money I have, it is not as important as my family. Now I just want to spend time with my family."
After chatting with the family for a while, Wang Gensheng got out of the car halfway down the road.
"Little brother, why don't you keep walking?" This family was a little strange.
We are still on the mountain road and there are few people passing by.
Wang Gensheng got off the bus here, and it was not easy to meet other people.
"No need, I've figured it out."
Wang Gensheng smiled, his ideological consciousness was actually not as good as that of such an ordinary family.
However, if you think about it now, it's not too late.
After returning to his residence, Wang Gensheng began to practice Qigong according to the method given to him by Murphy.
There are several forms of San Gong.
One is to be distracted by others. In this case, it is usually the person with a high level of cultivation who forcibly destroys the person with a low level of cultivation, which causes great harm to the person who is being distracted.
In other words, it will damage the spiritual roots.
It makes it impossible for people to continue to practice from now on.
There are also two forms of practicing Sanqigong on your own.
Quick dispersion and slow dispersion.
Kuaisan is a one-time exercise, which is fast and risky.
But compared to being dissipated by others, the damage caused by this quick dispersion will be smaller.
Slow dispersion is the gentlest. It is a method of dispersing one's cultivation bit by bit and returning it to heaven and earth.
The damage to oneself is minimal, basically zero.
But it takes a long time.
Wang Gensheng didn't have any need for fast relaxation, so he naturally chose slow relaxation.
He stayed in the cave for seventy-seven forty-nine days before all his cultivation was dissipated.
When he walked out, Yang Buwei, who was waiting outside, looked sad.
He has already felt that Wang Gensheng has no cultivation at all now.
"Rooted."
"Don't look at me with such an expression, I'm not dead." Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
Yang Buwei: "Okay."
"Has the curse disappeared?" Yang Buwei asked.
Wang Gensheng didn't say anything, he just pulled open a section of his clothes and showed it to Yang Buwei.
The curse pattern on it has faded a lot, but there is still a vague pattern.
Gone, but not completely.
Yang Buwei looked solemn.
"Why is this happening?"
Wang Gensheng didn't know why, but he was now preparing to go find Murphy again.
I'm afraid only Murphy can explain the current situation clearly.
"I'll go with you."
Yang Buwei and Wang Gensheng went to Murphy's place one after another.
Murphy seemed to have expected that the two of them would come over and sit under the eaves to drink tea.
We also prepared tea futons for the two of them.
"Sit down and talk."
Several people faced each other.
"Why didn't the curse disappear completely?" Yang Buwei was a little worried.
Murphy said calmly and patiently: "Without spiritual power, the time that Jin Jie's body will be strong will be greatly extended."
"This is a way to delay the curse, not to break it."
"Then where is the way to break the curse? Do you know?"
Murphy looked at Yang Buwei and then at Wang Gensheng.
"The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is."
Yang Buwei had a dark look on his face: "You compared me to a eunuch, have you ever considered yourself?"
Murphy: "..."
Murphy coughed twice in embarrassment, glared at Yang Buwei and then looked away, looking at the sky and the earth but not at him.
"I have a set of magical skills here that can help you completely get rid of the curse."
During the days when Wang Gensheng was practicing martial arts, Murphy was not idle either.
She found the clone cultivation method from the inventory in Kunlun Mountain.
This is the key to breaking the curse.
"The so-called clone cultivation method is to create a clone for the monk. This is not something that anyone can practice. Only those who have the opportunity can practice it."
For this opportunity, you must first practice the Nine Transformations of Spiritual Consciousness to a certain level, and you also need a body that is roughly the same as the human body.