It was already difficult to put it off, and Feng Qing was waiting for him three meals a day, a silent urging.
On the second day after living in the cave, Wu Gen finally made up his mind to take the risk of being beaten to death or half-dead by Wu Yi and take the initiative to contact him. Wealth and silk are very attractive, not to mention this priceless inscription, which is a very creative invention for martial arts training.
Just like Wu Gen did not realize the preciousness of spiritual consciousness entering the spiritual abode for eternal life, Feng Qing also did not realize the significance of the inscription to many mortals outside the Great Relic Continent. With the inscriptions, some mortals have the strength to rival cultivators.
Although these people may eventually become like today's practitioners, at least there will be an avenue for ordinary people to ascend. The more these channels there are, the better, because when more mortals are possessed by the supernatural, the supernatural will no longer be magical.
Wu Gen never had the consciousness that he was a savior. He simply saw some practitioners as dissatisfied and wanted to put some mud on their faces. Only people like Wu Mo can be called a savior. They didn't ask for anything, and what they did may not be understood by many people, but that's what they did. I can only say that this is a pure person, and this is the person who can enter the temple and be a saint.
Wu Gen cannot be a pure person, but he will do similar things subconsciously. However, the extent to which he can do it depends on his mood.
After breakfast, Wu Gen finally decided to contact Wu Yi. Silently reciting the mantra, the red rope gradually appeared. A vortex appeared in the stone chamber, swirling snowflakes in it. Kunzhen Tower made a humming sound, seeming to welcome its owner.
The vortex grew larger and larger, gradually forming an oval as tall as a person. A vague back figure appeared in it, with long hair dancing in the wind.
Gudong, Wu Gen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Wu Yi, let's discuss something. There is an old man who wants to enter the spiritual residence. I think he is quite pitiful, so I agreed to it for you. If you want to hit or scold him, you can attack him. That’s all I need. In order to fulfill a dying man’s wish, I, Wu Gen, deserve to suffer some punishment.”
Wu Yi slowly turned his head, and his blurred face gradually became clearer, "How much did you charge?"
Wu Gen shrank his neck and said, "I didn't ask for any money." Seeing that Wu Yi was about to leave, he quickly replied, "I accepted five inscriptions."
"You called me here for five pieces of rubbish. Even a small village elder dared to take the opportunity to threaten you. I don't think his village can survive in this world." Wu Yi's tone was cold, and his murderous intention was fully realized.
When Wu Gen heard this, he became anxious and begged for mercy. "No, no, no, I don't want the inscription. Don't destroy the village. At worst, I will go back to Fuyu Mountain with you." He said and sat down on the ground dejectedly. .
After a moment of silence, Wu Yi sighed softly, "If you want to share these with me, I will let him give them to you, so why go to such trouble."
Seeing that Wu Yi's tone was somewhat softened, Wu Gen said aggrievedly: "I am a man, so I don't want to trouble you. I have you to take care of me around Fuyu Mountain. If we are far away, I have to rely on myself." "
Wu Yi was speechless for a moment, "Forget it, just call him in, just this time, it won't happen next time."
"Okay." Wu Genteng jumped up, ran two steps and then turned back, "When he comes in, give me a little face."
"Stop blabbering and go quickly." Wu Yi's tone was unkind, but his face softened a lot, and a subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Wu Gen hurried out of the cave and saw Feng Qingzheng standing in front of the cave a little anxiously, "Old Feng, Elder Feng, come with me."
Feng Qing's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and asked urgently, "The Lord who has returned to his true form has agreed."
"Of course, we don't care who comes forward." Wu Gen clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky, "Let's go in and be respectful. Don't say too much, so as not to offend you."
"Thank you, Mr. Wu. Thank you, Mr. Wu." Feng Qing was almost incoherent as he bowed and followed Wu Gen into the cave together.
After entering the cave, as soon as he saw Wu Yi, Feng Qing fell to his knees and walked forward on his knees, not even daring to raise his head, "Feng Qing, the untouchable, pays homage to the returnee."
After a long time, Wu Yifang spoke coldly without letting him get up, "Wu Gen has already told me what you want. Your soul power is not pure. Originally,
It is impossible to enter the spiritual abode. Since Wu Gen is the guarantee, it is difficult to agree. After three years, someone will come to pick you up. As for what Wu Gen needs here, you have full authority to take care of it, and you are not allowed to hide anything. But I understand. "
"I understand, the untouchables understand. Please rest assured." Feng Qing kowtowed repeatedly, ecstatic, and the anxiety and anxiety of the past two days were swept away.
Wu Yi turned her head and glanced at Wu Gen, who was smiling and silently holding his hands.
"There is no future." Wu Yi snorted coldly, his body disappeared, and the vortex in the cave also turned into nothingness.
Wu Gen wiped the sweat from his forehead, let out a sigh of relief, and finally coaxed the aunt away. In the future, I really don’t dare to summon him at will unless I have to. As expected, soft rice doesn’t taste good.
Walking slowly to Feng Qing, who had been lying on the ground and not daring to raise his head, Wu Gen coughed and said, "Elder Feng, get up. Your Excellency has already left."
Feng Qing raised his head and looked around, but also sat down on the ground, gasping for air. Otherwise, the aura of the person who had just returned to the truth was too powerful. After a cup of tea, he calmed down, stood up and held Wu Gen's hand, "Brother Wu, although I don't say thank you for your kindness, the old man has received this great opportunity this time, and he feels uneasy if he doesn't thank you again. Please Brother, wait a moment, I will get the remaining six inscriptions right now."
Wu Gen was stunned, "Isn't it two?"
Feng Qing slapped his head and said, "Look at me, this old fool, I forgot that there are four more pictures. I'm old and useless." He said and hurriedly walked to the back room.
Old fox, Wu Gen cursed in his heart, if you dare to trick me, see how I deal with you.
Soon, Feng Qing took out six more pieces of soft silk and solemnly handed them into Wu Gen's hands. "The key to practicing inscriptions is to find the one that suits you. You must not engrave them all on your body. In that case, the inscriptions will be the same." If they conflict with each other, it will not only be difficult to exert the original power, but may even blow up the body. Remember this.
In addition, those who are inferior are tattooed on the outside, and those who are superior are tattooed on the inside. Generally speaking, they are all tattooed on the skin, but for real masters, some are tattooed on bones, some are tattooed on human organs, and so on, depending on their own use. "
Wu Gen secretly smiled in his heart, what this old guy said at this time must be true. He was probably afraid that he would commit suicide and miss his great cause of immortality, so he gave various instructions. After coming out of the cave, Feng Qing personally accompanied Wu Gen back to his residence. He thanked Wu Gen deeply before leaving.
Baoxiang gathered around him curiously and pursed his lips, "Why does this old guy suddenly become so enthusiastic?"
Wu Gen took out the nine pieces of hard-won soft silk and distributed them to everyone. Walking in the stockade these days, everyone witnessed the power of the inscriptions with their own eyes. Everyone was also very curious about it. They didn't expect Wu Gen to take back so much at once, so they couldn't help but step forward and look through it. Even Shui Congyue couldn't hold back and began to think carefully.
On the way back, Wu Gen had asked Feng Qing to help find out about Ye Ziming's whereabouts. I would like to take this time to figure out how to use the inscription pattern.
For three days in a row, Feng Qing was kept by Wu Gen's side, explaining to everyone the taboos and uses of the inscriptions. Feng Qing had solved the worries of life and death, so he took these things lightly, and naturally he was happy to teach them everything he had. On this day, several people were sitting together having a heated discussion, and a huge roar came from the wall of the village.
Feng Qing stood up suddenly, with a serious look on his face, "Sit down a moment, I'm going to see what happened. I'm afraid there are foreign enemies causing trouble." After saying that, he hurried out and went out to check the situation.
Naturally, Wu Gen and others did not take the matter too seriously. They looked at each other and followed Feng Qing down the mountain. As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw a man running over in panic with a broken head and bleeding blood, "Great Elder, there is a strange woman outside the village. She tried to break in without saying a word. The brothers who were guarding tried to stop her, but they were stopped by her. She was beaten so hard that she fell off the stronghold wall. This woman is very powerful, and the weapons she uses are also weird, and everyone is a little overwhelmed."
"Trash, so many people can't stop a woman." Feng Qing was naturally very majestic in front of his family members. He turned to Wu Gen and said helplessly: "These brats haven't seen a war for a long time, making everyone laugh."
Shui Congyue was full of energy and said without hesitation: "Elder, we'd better approach the enemy as soon as possible. If Shui is needed to fight, please give me your instructions." After experiencing the Fuyu Mountain group, these days, Shui Congyue has been thinking about being with others. Have a good fight.
"Okay, I'll need more help then.
VIP's means. Feng Qing agreed and led everyone to the place where the accident occurred.
When they arrived at the village wall, Wu Gen and others couldn't help but frown. A large part of the thick village wall collapsed, and some villagers were running around like headless flies. Hu Yan was leading a group of people to fend off his opponents.
Outside the village wall, a woman was arguing with everyone. The woman was dressed in a black robe, with a gauze covering her face, and her eyes were narrow and green.
At this time, the woman was standing on a half-moon-shaped cyan wheel, holding an ink sword with an extremely long hilt and a slender blade. She rose and fell, her body graceful, and shuttled through the air like a black butterfly.
Seeing the woman's fierce attack, a tall villager roared, his body turned into bronze, holding a big stick that was two feet tall, jumped up high, and struck the woman in the air. This is the fourth elder in the village. Wu Gen has seen it before. It seems that what he activated was a solid inscription. According to Feng Qing, this inscription together is like wearing a layer of armor, and ordinary swords cannot break his skin.
The woman's body slumped, and she flew past the Fourth Elder's ribs on a round wheel. The sharp round wheel slid across his skin at high speed, and only a flash of sparks was seen. There was only a shallow scar on his body. For the fat Fourth Elder, this was almost like a tickling move.
The fourth elder laughed and landed on the ground, striding like flying, and attacked the woman again with his stick. Although no woman is as fast as lightning, the long stick is very long, which forces the woman to fly into the air to avoid the strike.
The woman frowned slightly, gave a sweet scolding, her body slid in an arc like a swallow, and fell rapidly from the air. The round wheel under his feet rubbed against the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
Seeing the woman coming, the fourth elder crossed his arms and swept the entire army to meet the woman who was flying towards her at a rapid speed. But the opponent didn't dodge. He lay flat and pressed against the round wheel, easily dodging this powerful and heavy blow. The round wheel passed a foot away from the ground. At the same time, the slender ink sword slid across the fourth elder's calf, but then quickly rose up and flew into the sky again.
"Don't run." The fourth elder shouted and took steps to chase after him. But just after running two steps, he suddenly fell to the ground, hugging his legs and screaming miserably. Two black lines appeared on the bronze skin. Black lines quickly spread to both sides, and the skin on the fourth elder's calves ulcerated, causing large blisters and black water flowing across the sides. Soon, pieces of rotten muscle fell from the legs, and even the bones became a little black.
What’s even more alarming is that this black line has an upward trend. If it reaches the chest and abdomen, the person may be dead.
"Break his leg." Feng Qing showed a look of shock and anger, pointed at the fourth elder and shouted loudly.
Everyone hesitated for a moment, but Hu Yan was the first to react, holding a long knife, cutting off the fourth elder's legs at the knees, and quickly dragged him away.
Wu Gen and Feng'er looked at each other with solemn expressions on their faces, "You are in trouble."
