The old man took back the fishing rod, and there was a black insect with thin gold lines hanging on the hook.
The tips of his fingers glowed with a faint golden color, and a gold thread was continuously pulled out from his fingers. The gold thread circled the insect several times, then he disconnected the gold thread and threw the fishhook into the water again.
Wuming slowly walked forward, took out a chair and sat down.
In front was a lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and behind was a forest exuding a faint fragrance. He closed his eyes comfortably, and then opened them after a while, staring at the sky in a daze.
The old man fishing next to him didn't pay attention to the sudden arrival of the uninvited guest.
He gently shook the fishing rod in his hand leisurely and leisurely. When the wind blew, his beard fluttered in the wind, but it seemed to be moving but in fact it was not.
Shui'er looked at Wuming and then at the old man. She scratched her hair in confusion, not understanding what the two of them were doing.
Logically speaking, the old man noticed them and should have reacted a little bit, but as a result, the old man was still fishing and didn't pay attention to their arrival at all.
Wuming was also so strange. He stopped talking when he walked into the woods, and when he came to the lake, he just lay down.
What is going on now?
Shui'er looked at Tian Xing Mingyue, but Tian Xing Mingyue simply pretended to be dead. She gave Tian Xing Mingyue several looks, but Tian Xing Mingyue didn't respond.
"Young man, have you ever made wine?" the old man suddenly asked.
Wuming answered honestly: "No."
"Then you might as well give it a try when you have time." The old man picked up the gourd next to him and threw it to Wuming.
Wuming took the gourd and glanced at the old man doubtfully. The old man smiled and motioned for Wuming to take a sip. Wuming pointed at the gourd and looked at the old man with questioning eyes. The old man nodded with a slight smile.
Taking a deep breath, Wuming opened the lid and took a sip.
The next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, but his pupils gradually shrank. At this moment, his soul, consciousness, spirit, ideas, and thoughts seemed to travel through countless spaces, and finally arrived at the dark ocean.
This is not a nameless sea, but a space of eternal silence!
In a flash of lightning, he fell into the boundless eternal silence space, shuttled through the eternal silence space, and when he suddenly looked back, a lake appeared in his eyes.
"How about it? The wine I brewed tastes pretty good, right?" the old man said with a smile.
Wuming closed the lid of the gourd, and after a while he said, "It's unimaginable how good the wine is."
"Hahahaha, this wine is not that easy to brew, and it's too early for you, so why not start with the basics first." The old man gave a suggestion with a smile.
Wuming glanced at the old man's head, returned the gourd honestly, nodded and said, "Then I'll try brewing."
The level on the top of this old man’s head is:???
This is the first time since Wuming gained the ability to see through other people's levels that his level is a question mark. Even the King of Darkness can see through his level.
And after entering the woods, he felt an unusual aura. It was this special aura that made him dare not make mistakes.
"Haha, make wine, fish, cook, sit and forget about heaven and earth, sit and forget about things and myself. You can be strong through cultivation, and you can be strong through ordinary experiences. When you are alive, you seek life, when you die, you love death. Some roads are short and some are long. Try more.
It's a good thing." The old man touched his beard and said leisurely.
Wuming couldn't help but ask: "I don't know... what should I call senior?"
"You can call me Uncle He." The old man said calmly.
Tianxing Mingyue immediately kept thinking about who had the last name He on the second floor, but after thinking about it, no prisoner could match the number of the old man in front of him.
He suspected that the old man's real body might be in the formation like Daji, and the image in front of him was just a clone.
But the aura of this clone was so special that he was inexplicably afraid of Uncle He.
Next, Wuming did not ask any more questions, but just sat on the chair and let himself go. This place seemed to have a special kind of magic, and his mind became clearer here.
Cai Bing had been unable to learn the inner-seeking method for decades. It seemed that there was only a layer of paper left here, which could be broken with just a light poke.
In the evening, the setting sun looks like fire.
Uncle He stood up and said: "It seems that today is the Air Force again, I will take the first step."
"Uncle He, walk slowly, I'll sit down for a while." Wuming said casually.
After Uncle He left, Shui'er finally couldn't help but ask: "Wu Ming, aren't you here to investigate the secrets of the martial arts academy? Why are you wasting a whole day here?"
"Because I already know the secret of the martial arts academy." Wuming yawned and said lazily.
Tian Xing Mingyue said: "The biggest secret of the martial arts academy is that Uncle He, right?"
"Well, if I'm not wrong, it was Uncle He who was willing to meet me, so I could discover the inconsistencies in the martial arts academy. Otherwise, I might not be able to sense that there is any problem with the martial arts academy." Wuming nodded and said.
A level is a question mark. He really can't imagine how strong Uncle He is.
But this is where the problem lies.
The Prison Tower of Eternal Silence is full of prisoners. This Uncle He seems to be able to communicate well now, but he is not sure who the other party is and what crimes he committed before entering the Prison Tower of Eternal Silence.
Therefore, he didn't say anything in the end, he just quietly enjoyed the moment and experienced the spiritual cleansing brought by this wonderful area.
"Are you coming tomorrow?" Shui'er asked.
She didn't want to come because it was so boring here. She wanted to speak several times, but she could only keep quiet because of the atmosphere. This felt extremely uncomfortable.
Wuming thought for a while and replied: "Come!"
Such a strong man must know more secrets than him!
He felt that Uncle He would be a breakthrough. If he could get more clues about Dahuang City from Uncle He, he might be able to find a way to get the best of both worlds.
Next, he put away his chair and left the Wuyuan. It was originally planned that he would stay in another inn today and observe Dahuang City from another angle.
But because of Uncle He, he returned to his previous inn.
Night falls.
Wuming quietly left the inn.
He came to Xiangshi Pavilion and looked inside like a ghost. Some of the overnight guests were drunk and dreaming, but there were people practicing inside.
"who?"
Suddenly, a man who was practicing suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked around suspiciously, but found nothing suspicious, so he had no choice but to continue practicing.
Wuming stood in front of the man, frowned and continued to look around. The furnishings in the Xiangshi Pavilion were very simple, and there was not even a ledger.
He sneaked into the warehouse where the fragrant stones were stored, but still found no more useful clues.
"It seems we can only wait until the next time they replenish the stock to get more clues."
In order to avoid alerting others, Wuming quietly left the Xiangshi Pavilion after confirming that there was no more information, and quickly returned to the inn to sleep.
A night of silence.
The next day, Wuming got up and opened the window. After waiting for a while, he did not see Cai Bing appear.
"Is there any other route?"
Wuming thought to himself, then closed the window and took a cold shower.
He changed into a set of clothes that were similar to those of the residents of Dahuang City, and once again came to Xiao Xing's snack stall leisurely.
"Two portions each of big yellow buns and small yellow buns, as well as marinated rice and two portions of fried venison." He greeted Xiao Xing and then ordered.
Xiao Xing nodded and said: "Okay, guests have tea first. The big yellow buns and small yellow buns will be ready soon. Please wait a moment for the other two."
After Xiao Xing left, Wuming drank tea slowly.
At this time, Shui'er suggested: "Wu Ming, let's pack some big yellow buns for lunch and dinner. I almost starved to death yesterday."
Because Uncle He's aura was too strong.
In that quiet atmosphere, Shui'er didn't dare to speak at all. As a result, she was so hungry at noon that she forgot to tell Wuming that she was hungry at night.