A person who practices Taoism should have an indifferent mind. Even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, his expression will not change.
However, loneliness is something that everyone can bear.
So what if you reach the top, there is no one by your side, whether it is a friend or a lover.
This feeling may be more painful than the attack on the body.
Xiang Luoxi took a deep breath, and then struggled to get up from the ground.
Yun Shang had previously given him blood energy, which played a great role in Xiang Luoxi's recovery. However, although Xiang Luoxi recovered, Yun Shang was still weak.
"Brother Xiang, I wonder where you want to go?"
Yun Shang was lying on a boulder and asked softly.
Xiang Luoxi pursed her lips, made a thoughtful expression, and then replied:
"Me... wherever there are more martial arts practitioners, I will go there!"
The fastest way to improve one's own strength is to learn from each other's strengths in competition with others, find one's own shortcomings, and then work hard to practice in this aspect.
If you want to do this, you need to go to the place where martial arts often stay. There may be something there.
"oh......"
Yun Shang seemed to know something, nodded thoughtfully, and said to himself:
"Brother Xiang, are you going to Xiuwu City? Within a thousand miles, Xiuwu City is the only city with a large number of people, and most of them are powerful martial arts cultivators!"
Xiang Luoxi's eyes lit up, he nodded, and said with a smile:
"Haha...Then I'm going to Xiuwu City..."
Yun Shang smiled back, nodded, and said:
"Presumably, Brother Xiang also went for the martial arts meeting that day, right?"
Xiang Luoxi raised his eyebrows, a little confused in his heart, and asked confusedly:
"Tianwuhui? What is that?"
Hearing Xiang Luoxi's words, Yun Shang looked incredulous and said slowly:
"Brother Xiang is extremely talented and must have some reputation in this wilderness. How come he doesn't even know about the Tianwu Association?"
Xiang Luoxi scratched his head. He couldn't say that he came from thousands of years in the future, so he just found an excuse:
"Well...actually, I have lived in the mountains since I was a child, and my master taught me this kind of cultivation. I have very few opportunities to go out of the mountains, so I don't know much about the situation outside...
....”
Yun Shang suddenly realized that although Xiang Luoxi felt that his reason was lame, it seemed that Yun Shang believed it.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... To be able to teach a disciple like Brother Xiang, Brother Xiang's master must also be a heavenly being..."
Yun Shang couldn't hide the look of envy in her eyes and spoke kindly.
"Brother Yunshang is overrated. There are a lot of talented people in the world, but there are only a few who have truly reached the top. Luck is sometimes more important than talent..."
Yun Shang laughed loudly and said:
"Hahaha... what Brother Xiang said is absolutely true! This talent is your own, and your luck is your destiny! Only when your talent and luck are combined can you reach the peak!"
Having said this, Yun Shang raised his hands excitedly, one hand symbolizing talent and the other symbolizing luck, and then they joined together.
Seeing this scene, Xiang Luoxi smiled slightly, then raised his empty sleeves and said:
"Haha...Brother Yunshang, let's take a look. Is the rest of me luck or talent?"
Yun Shang was suddenly stunned and almost didn't react. Only then did he see Xiang Luoxi's broken arm.
"This...Brother Xiang has suffered such trauma! Broken limbs are not so easy for martial artists to repair..."
Hearing this, Xiang Luoxi became interested and asked with a frown:
"Why is this?"
Yun Shang pointed to Xiang Luoxi's empty sleeves and said softly:
"Martial arts cultivation is based on physical strength. When your strength improves, your body will also continue to improve. If you lose a limb, it is extremely difficult to restore it to its original strength. It would be easier if you can find the residual limb.
....."
Xiang Luoxi scratched his head. His remaining limb? He still remembered that his left hand had turned into blood mist in the explosion.
In that battle, Xiang Luoxi should be thankful that he saved his life, and losing his limbs was considered the best outcome.
"But..."
Yun Shang's voice changed, and Xiang Luoxi heard hope from it:
"I have heard of the art of rebirth of severed limbs..."
Xiang Luoxi suddenly became happy and asked repeatedly:
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"Really? How...how can I regenerate my broken limbs?"
Yun Shang said calmly:
"This is just a rumor in the world. It is said that the Jueluo City in the Central Region has the best alchemist in the wilderness! He must have the elixir for rebirth of severed limbs..."
The best alchemist in the wilderness!
Xiang Luoxi took a breath of air. He knew the value of this alchemist. If he wanted to ask someone to refine the elixir for him, just relying on his reputation as a person in the spiritual realm would probably not be enough.
Furthermore, if you want to ask such a being to refine the elixir for you, the reward you need to pay is probably something he won’t be able to come up with for a while...
"Sigh... Let's take it one step at a time. The best alchemist probably won't give me this face..."
Xiang Luoxi whispered.
"That's not necessarily true..."
Yun Shang said with confidence.
"Brother Xiang, this alchemist doesn't just look at the immediate value. If your talent is extremely high, you will naturally be favored by him. It is not impossible to sell you a favor..."
"And the opportunity to prove you is right in front of you..."
Xiang Luoxi looked puzzled and asked:
"What chance?"
Yun Shang smiled, and then said seriously:
"Xiuwu City, the Tianwu Association that gathers geniuses from all over the world! If Brother Xiang can stand out in this Tianwu Association, your name will be resounding not only in this northern region, but also in the entire wilderness!"
Through Yunshang's words, Xiang Luoxi got several pieces of information.
First of all, this place is the northern region of the wilderness.
Secondly, if I can shine in that Tianwu Association, I will be famous all over the world!
"Brother Yunshang, what is the reputation of this Tianwu Association? Why can it bring together geniuses from all over the world?"
Xiang Luoxi continued to ask.
This was the point of the question. Yun Shang took a deep breath, then exhaled heavily and said:
"That Xiuwu City was not originally a city, but a family called Wanwu Hall!"
"This Wanwu Hall claims to collect the world's martial arts, but it does not require them by force, but only requires rubbings."
"However, there are thousands of martial arts families, how can one be allowed to monopolize it? After saying this, most of the forces in the wilderness came here and launched tactics against the Wanwu Hall. However, the Wanwu Hall is indeed powerful.
There are also several venerables sitting inside. Although there are many people challenging them, no one can fight to the end..."
Xiang Luoxi thought thoughtfully, since there are several sages sitting in charge, doesn't it mean that the strength of Wanwu Hall is comparable to the Seven Sects a thousand years later.
From this point of view, Wanwutang does have the capital to say these words.
"Later, more and more martial arts cultivators gathered near Wanwu Hall, and a city was naturally built here, which was called Xiuwu City."
"This Tianwu Association is run by the powerful forces that stand at the top of the wilderness. Those who stand out among them are qualified to join these forces."
"And the leaders of these forces are the Tenth Level Palace and that time domain..."
Having said this, Xiang Luoxi was shocked.
The Tenth Level Hall, and the Heavenly Time Domain...
These two families are the two out-and-out overlords in this era!
Although Tianshiyu will disappear from the world a few years later for unknown reasons, what is certain is that at this time, it is standing at the top of this desolate realm in terms of strength and heritage!
Since behind the martial arts meeting that day there were the figures of the Tenth Level Palace and the Tianshi Domain, it was indeed necessary to go and take a look.
"Um......"
Xiang Luoxi groaned and nodded.
"In this case, it is necessary to go to the Tianwu Association..."
Yun Shang smiled knowingly and said:
"Haha... I knew that once Brother Xiang knew about this Tianwu Association, he would not miss it!"
"It just so happens that I'm also going to Xiuwu City, and you and I can still be together..."
Xiang Luoxi smiled slightly, nodded in agreement, and then asked:
"Brother Yun Shang is also going to participate in the Tianwu Association?"
Yun Shang waved her hands and said helplessly:
"Brother Xiang, look at my situation, am I suitable to appear in such a big scene?"
Xiang Luoxi suddenly realized that Yun Shang was wearing the Blood Ancestor Armor after all and could not show it to others easily. Naturally, there was no way to participate in such a conference, which was a bit sad.
"Oh...that's really a pity..."
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Xiang Luoxi shook his head and said.
Yun Shang held his hand on the ground. His blood had recovered a little before, so he could walk normally without any problem.
However, there was still no trace of blood on Yun Shang's face.
This scene is somewhat similar to the gentleman's way that Xiang Luoxi first saw at the freshman meeting.
I saw Yun Shang struggling to get up, and then shaking all the muscles and bones in his body, making a crackling sound.
"call......"
Yun Shang breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"Consumption has initially recovered. Brother Xiang, how about you and I hurry up?"
Xiang Luoxi had no objection to this. His condition recovered quickly, which was due to the blood energy delivered by Yun Shang earlier.
"Then let's set off now!"
Xiang Luoxi replied with a smile.
It was almost dusk, and the two figures drew a long black line. In the current state, the two were walking in the air, and their speed was much slower than before.
After the two left, a crack in space suddenly appeared at the place where they rested, and then a gentle force came out, tearing the crack open alive.
"Disciple, these two people have some connections with you..."
From the crack, a staggering old woman walked out. If Xiang Luoxi were here, he should be able to recognize her.
This person is none other than Aunt Mu, who teaches the art of sewing purple shirts. However, the aura exuding from her body at this time is particularly powerful.
Behind her, there was another familiar figure. Zishan followed her obediently and walked out of the crack in space...
Zishan's expression was a little complicated. He raised his eyes and looked at the two people who were gradually moving away from the horizon. Their figures were slowly disappearing.
Sections of the past seemed to appear before Zi Shan's eyes.
Several years ago, Zishan's family lived happily on that mountainside. One day, a big battle broke out next to her home.
This battle was started by a group of people to hunt down a young man. The young man being chased was none other than Yun Shang.
I don’t know what his crime is, let alone what his crime is. He is obviously just a young man under twenty, how can he provoke so many enemies?
After exhausting the efforts of nine bulls and two tigers, Yun Shang escaped from the pursuit of that group of people, and then passed out. However, with the help of Zishan's family, he was carried back home.
However, Yun Shang's whereabouts were later exposed, and he was forced to leave there and escape to a more distant place.
But the family left behind was targeted by the enemy who was chasing them.
Zishan's parents were carried up into the sky by the leader, a thousand meters high!
As ordinary people, falling from a height of a thousand meters is simply more terrifying than death.
At that time, the blood of Zishan's parents was spilled on the spot. They fell from such a high altitude, and in the end not even their bodies were left behind.
As for the remaining young and beautiful Zishan, they were tempted to use Zishan's body to vent their inner anger.
Just when Zishan was easily subdued, the elderly Madam Mu suddenly appeared and took the lives of those people with just a wave of her crutch...
In Zishan's eyes, this was simply impossible, but it did happen.
Later, Zishan learned that Aunt Mu's real name was Mu Ziqing, and she did look old, but she did so deliberately for the sake of seclusion.
Mu Ziqing once asked Zishan about accepting her as a disciple and teaching her the way to practice martial arts.
But Zishan had no intention of doing this, so he didn't agree for a long time. Mu Ziqing was not in a hurry and just left a few words:
"When you have a goal that you cannot achieve as a mortal, come to me..."
"But please remember to keep my identity extremely confidential."
Zi Shan followed suit. After losing her parents, she started living alone. The scale of the Nichang Pavilion was far smaller than before.
On the night when Xiang Luoxi was about to leave, Zishan stayed up all night, watching his back.
Xiang Luoxi seems to be burdened with many responsibilities and responsibilities. It is these things that prevent him from staying there and helping her run the Nichang Pavilion.
After waking up, Zishan had a novel idea.
If he could help him solve his troubles, would Xiang Luoxi be able to help him run the Nichang Pavilion?