Beside the big lake, the breeze blows, sending the scent of fish far away.
"Good craftsmanship, let's take another one." Wu Yong raised the rough porcelain bowl in his hand. The hops in the bowl were turbid. It was undoubtedly turbid wine.
Wu Gen blushed, picked up the wine jar next to him, and poured a full amount into the bowl in front of him, "Okay, a thousand cups of wine are too few for a close friend. I am afraid that today I will destroy all the wine stored in the Venerable."
As he spoke, he raised the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, wiping the wine stains from the corner of his mouth. Don't tell me, you know this wine is fake, but the strength of it is not fake.
After Wu Yong sent Wu Yi away just now, the two of them didn't say anything important. Wu Gen was busy cleaning up the two carps in the fish basket, and then Wu Yong helped and made a pot of fish soup and a plate of braised fish.
Originally, he was worried that there would be no condiments, but Wu Yong just asked Wu Gen to imagine what the condiments looked like, and they appeared out of thin air next to him. Wu Gen was not surprised by such a means of making something out of nothing. He could conjure up such a large scene, and whether the fish baskets, carp, weeping willows on the shore, or the breeze in the air were all the same as real ones, wouldn't it be a piece of cake to conjure up the ingredients? .
"Your Majesty, you didn't call me here just to drink and brag." Wu Gen poured a bowl of wine for Wu Yong and poured another bowl for himself.
Wu Yong took a sip, raised his eyelids, glanced at Wu Gen, and said lightly: "We really have something to discuss. I wonder if your distinguished guest would be willing to replace me and preside over the operation of this spiritual residence."
Poof, when Wu Gen heard this, he couldn't help but spit out all the wine in his mouth, "Ahem, Your Majesty, are you joking? How virtuous and capable is this kid? He can take the place of His Majesty in controlling this huge spiritual residence. Stop joking, drink and drink. .”
What is a spiritual residence? It is the most important sacred object for those who return to the truth. According to Shui Congyue, what is the strength of the Gui Zhen Zhen? If the six of them faced Wu Yi together, they would only be crushed and unable to make a move. With Shui Congyue's aloof and arrogant temperament, it was not an easy task to convince him. Even he said this, which shows how powerful the Returner is.
Now Wu Yong allows himself to dominate such a powerful force. Isn't it a joke? He really thinks that he is the son of luck and can suppress anything.
Wu Yong put down the wine bowl in his hand and looked serious, "It's really not a joke, Wu Gen, you think I'm just lying to you out of boredom. From the moment you stepped into the territory of Dayi Continent, I felt something vaguely. You The spiritual abode he brought with him shows who left it there."
Wu Gen's eyes widened and he looked Wu Yong up and down with a look of disbelief on his face, "It can't be you, the Reverend."
"It's me." Wu Yong stroked his long beard with his hand, a little melancholy in his eyes, "I had traveled in Beizhou for many years, but because I couldn't return to Dayizhou for a while, I founded a sect to specially worship the spiritual residence. .
Later, the old man continued to travel, and when he returned to the door, he found that the doorman had made his own decisions and summoned evil spirits with his spiritual residence. This evil spirit detains people's souls and absorbs their soul power to strengthen its body. Some disciples realized something was wrong and wanted to escape, but they were also harmed by him. In anger, I took action and defeated the evil spirit. Unfortunately, the beast was quite cunning and allowed him to escape.
I originally wanted to eradicate the problem, but seeing that the opening period of the Great Relic Continent was almost over, I had no choice but to lead the remaining disciples and other followers back to the Great Relic Continent.
To this day, I am always worried that evil spirits must be dormant somewhere to recuperate, and when they recover, they may harm the world again. So, I thought about leaving this place to get rid of the evil spirits. It is not only to avenge my disciples, but also to settle a cause and effect so as to avoid harming our clan in the future. "
After listening to Wu Yong's words, Wu Gen couldn't help but be a little confused, "Wait a minute, venerable sir, if you want to seek revenge, go ahead and seek revenge. Why do you want me, a stranger, to preside over this spiritual residence for you? Is there anyone who wants to return to the truth?" There are so many people out there who are not much better than me, so why do they fall in love with me?"
"Fate. This is destiny." The old god Wu Yong was there and motioned for Wu Gen to drink. "When I left Beizhou, I didn't take him away because I disliked the spiritual residence for contaminating the lives of my disciples, but I didn't want to make any mistakes. Being brought back by you is nothing but fate."
"Please take charge of the spiritual residence for me. I am not sure if I am the one who has returned to the truth. Although your cultivation level is still insufficient at the moment, with Wu Yi's assistance, I believe it will not be difficult to control the spiritual residence."
Wu Gen shook his head repeatedly, "It's still inappropriate. How can I, an outsider, be considered the home of the True One?"
. Why not let Wu Yi replace the Venerable? Her cultivation level is not low and she is very capable of controlling the Lingju. Asking her to assist me would be overkill, and she would probably have a grudge. "
"Haha, Wu Yi's cultivation is enough, but he has been staying on Fuyu Mountain and has never been in the big frying pan of the world of mortals. It is inevitable that things will be simpler." Wu Yong smiled slightly, but took the initiative to give Wu Genman a kiss. After a bowl of wine, "As for letting her help you, don't worry, she won't have any ideas. Do you know what it means to care about someone who has returned to his true form."
Wu Gen became interested as soon as he heard it, and he cupped his hands and said, "Please, Your Majesty, please clear up my doubts."
Wu Yong stared at Wu Gen with a narrow look on his face, "Unlike other races, the Gui Zhen people were born in spiritual dwellings and have no parents, but they are also divided into yin and yang. If the Gui Zhen people are in love with each other, they can bring their own family to the world. Send the thoughts to the other party. Of course, the Guizhen clan sometimes gets married to foreign tribes. As long as the other party can relieve the thoughts, it is equivalent to having a contract with the Guizhen people to protect and support each other.
Those who return to their true nature will cultivate their souls, and the souls of those who are cherished will also benefit. On the one hand, it protects their souls from harm, and on the other hand, it can help their soul power to greatly increase. Of course, this kind of support is also mutual. If the cultivation level of a foreign race is stronger than that of the people of our race who have contracted with them, they will also support those who return to their true nature. Do you understand? From now on, you and Wu Yi can prosper and coexist together, so why won’t she help you? "
After listening to Wu Yong's explanation, Wu Gen not only did not relax, but also looked a little heavy. No wonder there was more red flame in his soul. This should be Wu Yi's soul power overflowing from him.
Although he benefited from this, how could he not repay this favor? Moreover, by accident, he developed such an additional relationship with Wu Yi. If your heart is not here, wouldn't it be harming others? Wu Gen really couldn't do the thing of just patting his butt and leaving.
Moreover, the entanglement between self and those who return to their true nature is getting deeper and deeper day by day. If you really want to be locked up in Fuyu Mountain, wouldn't that be self-imprisonment in disguise?
Wu Yong seemed to have read Wu Gen's thoughts. He stood up and put his hands behind his back, pointing to the vast lake, "As the saying goes, the heaven and earth in a pot are like mustard seeds. Although the spiritual residence is small, it is also a vast world. There are high mountains here. There is the vast sea, the city walls, the countryside, the sophisticated people, the talented people, the dynasty contending for hegemony, and the common things in the market.
This is a continent, a country, and another world. Staying here is no different from outside. Moreover, the people who live there are not afraid of the passage of time, life, old age, illness and death. Such a comfortable place cannot be compared with the outside world. "
As he spoke, Wu Yong moved his hand, and bubbles of various sizes appeared beside him, all of which were colorful. Reaching out to hold Wu Gen, Wu Yong tapped a bubble with his finger. In a blink of an eye, Wu Gen saw the two of them standing on the clouds in the sky. At their feet was a brave general leading his soldiers to attack a city.
The brave general takes the lead, holding a wooden shield in his hand and a sharp knife in his mouth. He is leading the climbers to climb up the ladder with huge rocks, kerosene and rolling logs above their heads.
"This is the world of a devotee. He was once the lord of a country. When he was old and frail, he searched for the elixir of immortality but could not find it, so he moved into a spiritual residence. This space is his world.
In this world, he was just the leader of a small country. Here, he overcame obstacles and made great progress, and finally conquered a huge country and controlled a continent. Lingju gave him the opportunity to relive his life and make up for the regrets of the past. "Wu Yong pointed to the battlefield with billowing flames and introduced the origin of this place. .c
Wu Gen curled his lips and said disdainfully: "This is just a dream, how can you take it seriously? You are just fooling yourself."
"Is this really a dream?" Wu Yong looked at Wu Gen with a smile, his eyes twinkling.
"Hey, hey, hey, old man, what bad idea are you thinking about?" Wu Gen suddenly felt a strong malice, and in desperation, he reached out to grab the old man's sleeve.
Wu Yong gently patted Wu Gen on the back, and the latter immediately fell from the clouds. With a burst of screams and curses, he fell into the clouds and disappeared.
In a daze, Wu Gen turned into a small soldier at the top of the city. Seeing the enemy soldiers attacking the city fiercely, he couldn't help but tremble with fear. He was just a new soldier who joined the army. He was originally responsible for transporting defense equipment to the city and carrying wounded soldiers and other chores.
But today, the enemy suddenly attacked the city in a large scale, and the troops on the city were stretched thin, so he was hastily recruited to the top of the city. On the top of the city, because the officer guarding the city was killed by Liu Ya, the position was temporarily in chaos.
, no one told him what he should do, and no one cared about this young man who seemed to be not much taller than the handle of a knife. He was allowed to walk around the city in panic.
Every moment, a young man like this young man dies on the city wall. Maybe if he turns his head, this young man will turn into a cold corpse. In a war, human life is like a piece of grass, and who would care about a new soldier?
Looking at the dead bodies stacked on the city wall, the blood on the ground, and the stumps smashed by catapults, the soldier cried and hid under an arrow stack. Arrows flew past his head, and he did not dare to show his head. He could only hold a military-standard saber and tremble.
While he was hesitating and helpless, a big hand grabbed the crenellation of the city wall, and then a face with disheveled hair, bloodstained face, and mask appeared above the soldier's head. The defenders on the city wall were already on the verge of collapse. This fierce-looking man only looked at the fleeing defenders in the distance, but he didn't want to see a frightened and pale soldier underneath him, looking at him in horror.
The power that a person can explode between life and death is terrifying. He knew that once he climbed onto the city wall, he would only die. The soldier didn't know where the courage came from. He struggled to raise the knife in his hand and pressed it heavily on the opponent's throat. .
Hiccup, the warrior who was about to turn over and jump onto the city wall, was thrown off balance by this sudden move. Although the soft armor on his neck blocked the opponent's blade, and the opponent's strength was too weak, he could not cut off his throat. But in a hurry, the warrior grabbed the empty hand and fell off the city wall. Fortunately, there was already a thick layer of corpses piled under the city wall. Although they were smashed to pieces, their lives were not in danger.
Although the soldier succeeded, he was frightened and did not dare to stay where he was. He threw away the knife that was not very comfortable, picked up a hammer, found a corner of the city wall, squatted down and wiped his tears secretly. Thinking about his home that had been destroyed by the war, and thinking about the scalpers who depended on him for his life and who were also used as military rations, he couldn't help but burst into tears and lamented the misery of his life.
While he was sobbing, there was sudden movement from the city wall, and someone climbed up again. The person who came was still the same warrior just now. After falling off the city wall, he changed the crenel and climbed up again.
When they came to the city wall, the warrior immediately went to see if there was anyone under the wall. Fortunately, fortunately, no one was ambushing under the wall this time. He just suffered a loss because of his carelessness. He must not make such a mistake again this time.
With one foot over the wall, the warrior was overjoyed. As long as he defeated this city, there would no longer be any big city blocking his march.
Suddenly, a short figure stood up from the shadows around the corner. The older one and the younger one were both stunned, they looked so familiar.
"Why is it you again?" As soon as the warrior shouted, a hammer came towards him. Nose blood spurted out, and his body rolled and fell down the city wall again.
