Hearing Wu Sheng's question, Jin Wuhuan jumped up and answered: "Mr. Lao is worried, my brother's Qi Hai has recovered as before."
"That's very gratifying. How is your cultivation now?"
"Even better than before, this spring, I have entered the state of refining." Jin Wuhuan said with a hint of pride.
Wu Sheng couldn't help but feel envious. In his memory, when he went to kill Jin Wuhuan ten years ago, Jin Wuhuan was at the peak of Qi refining - of course, his Qi sea was damaged, and he was almost ordinary when fighting, and he didn't have any real energy.
Thinking that ten years later, not only had the Qi Sea been repaired, but he had even made another step forward, breaking through the hurdle that most monks could not overcome in their lifetime, and became a master of the God Refining Realm.
Looking back at myself, my memory retains the methods, routines, and even experiences of cultivation, but I have no understanding of what it is like to be a monk. Therefore, deep down in my heart, I have an extreme desire for cultivation.
In other words, Wu Sheng knew how to practice and how far he had practiced, and how to mobilize his true energy to be able to climb on Pingping to cross the water, or jump to the top of the tree, but when he climbed on the Ping to cross the water or float to the top of the tree
The excitement and pleasure can only be imagined.
I really want to become a monk...
After thinking wildly for a moment, he returned to reality. The reality was that he was a person without Qi Hai, so he asked about the key link, pretending to be indifferent: "Remember last time, Brother Jin said that he wanted to go to which mountain to worship the master?"
When I asked this question, my breathing became rapid and I felt extremely nervous.
Jin Wuhuan was a little tired and happened to come to a small river, so he stopped jumping and went down the river embankment with Wu Sheng and found a hidden corner by the water to rest.
"Later, I went to Leigong Mountain and became a disciple of Taoist Mu. The teacher taught me Qingmiao Xuan Gong, and I was able to repair the damaged Qihai."
When he said this, Wu Sheng immediately remembered that the ones Jin Wuhuan had mentioned back then were Leigong Mountain and Mu Taoist. But he had never heard of the name of the mountain or the name of the master, so he could never remember it.
"Leigong Mountain? Where is this?"
"To the north of the tiger's side."
After hearing about Hu Fang, Wu Sheng asked, "How is Hu Fang?"
Jin Wuhuan replied: "The month before last, it was destroyed by the State of Chu..."
Although I had expected that Hu Fang would die, I didn't expect it to happen so soon. After some calculations, I found that it was roughly around the time I assassinated Zhaoshe, maybe a few days earlier.
Seeing Jin Wuhuan's bleak tone, Wu Sheng asked, "Are you from Hufang?"
Jin Wuhuan shook his head: "I am from Qi. After becoming a disciple, I lived in Hufang for ten years."
Wu Sheng didn't know how to comfort him and was silent for a while.
Jin Wuhuan turned his head: "Mr. Wu, although Hu Fang is dead, the martyrs are still there. Sir, don't be too sad. We will work together to restore our country one day!"
Wu Sheng was startled, wondering why he comforted me in turn? Why should I be sad?
I saw Jin Wuhuan saying solemnly: "My teacher has found Mr. Zhui and is preparing to raise his troops to restore the country. The story of your husband assassinating the minister of Chu and going to the country to fight for the country's calamity has been spread throughout the country. My teacher was very impressed after hearing about it.
Therefore, let me go out to invite you. The power of one person is small, but the power of many people is great. As long as we work hard and become stronger, we will eventually achieve what we want!"
After saying that, he looked at Wu Sheng expectantly.
Wu Sheng wanted to make a few excuses, saying that he was not from Hufang and had no interest in Hufang's restoration, but he swallowed his words forcefully.
"So, you specially invited me to Leigong Mountain?"
"Yes, it's just to invite you to return home." Jin Wuhuan bowed down. Because he had a rope tied to his body, he fell forward with a "dong" sound. The momentum was astonishing and full of sincerity.
Wu Sheng was moved by his sincerity and immediately agreed.
Anyway, it is an undeniable fact that he assassinated the Prime Minister of Chu State, and being wanted by Jixia Academy and the Chu State's Master's Office with a reward cannot be changed. Simply going to meet these old people and young people from Hufang Kingdom is also a way out. It seems that there will be more.
Safer.
What's more, I have to practice cultivation again. It's impossible not to do it!
The two parties reached a consensus and the atmosphere became more harmonious. Wu Sheng was thinking about how to find the method to rebuild the Qi Sea after meeting Mu Taoist. Jin Wuhuan had nothing to say and asked, "Where was Mr. born?"
Wu Sheng really couldn't answer this question. He only remembered that when he was young, he seemed to wander around with his father. Even the cultivation techniques were passed down by his father. It was only after his father passed away that he found himself in the Cuiyun Valley of Tianmen Mountain in Yunmengze.
Settle down.
When Wu Sheng didn't answer, Jin Wuhuan nodded in understanding: "Sir, there is no need to be sad. There will always be a moment when you can take back your homeland."
Wu Sheng didn't bother to explain, just think whatever you want.
Jin Wuhuan was covered in stripes and tied up, which easily attracted attention in broad daylight, so when it got dark, the two of them headed east along the river ditch towards Leigong Mountain.
Along the way, Wu Sheng intentionally or unintentionally turned the topic to the Qingmiao Xuan Gong taught by Taoist Mu. He did so several times and finally got a preliminary understanding of this art.
Qingmiao Xuan Gong can indeed repair the damaged Qi Sea. It is a wonderful skill, but its reputation is not obvious. Few people know it. When Mu Taoist taught the skill, he also gave many instructions and did not allow his disciples to leak it at will. If Wu Sheng hadn't known about it earlier,
It was a matter of fact, and since he was the person Mu Taoist had designated to be recruited to "join the gang", it was impossible for Jin Wuhuan to tell him even a few words about this wonderful skill.
Jin Wuhuan even made it clear that if you want to practice this skill, you must plant the seeds of practice by Taoist Mu himself. With just this sentence, Wu Sheng had no choice but to go to Leigong Mountain.
Feeling that Jin Wuhuan had become suspicious, Wu Sheng did not dare to pursue the issue any further. There could be no more twists and turns on the road, and he had to meet Mu Taoist first.
We bypassed Yunmengze from the north, turned to the southeast, and walked all the way day and night. After walking for half a month, we finally entered a group of mountains.
The mountains are dense and full of aura. Even after a heavy snowfall, they are still lush and full of vitality. This is Leigong Mountain located in the north of Hufang.
After crossing a few mountains, they met the mountain patrol monk ahead. Jin Wuhuan shouted: "You two, I am Jin Wuhuan. I have invited Mr. Wu who assassinated the Minister of Chu. Mr. Wu is ready to fight with everyone."
Let’s work together to achieve a great cause, please report to my master as soon as possible!”
The two mountain patrol monks were overjoyed. One of them turned around and jumped into the mountain. He was a senior Qi practitioner. The other stayed to accompany him and was even more attentive: "Sir, is this the powerful Mr. Wu in Yingdu? Oops.
Ah, having admired his great name for so long, my brothers and I have longed for the sweet rain!"
While leading the way enthusiastically, he also asked: "Brother Jin, what's going on? Why does it look like this?"
Jin Wuhuan smiled and shook his head: "Don't mention it, it's bad luck! I have to ask my teacher to untie it..."
Not long after, more than ten monks gathered around Wu Sheng, shouting and admiring each other, making the mountain road very lively.
Wu Sheng touched his nose and felt a little guilty: "Am I that famous?"