Wu Gen was a little nervous today. He got up early in the morning and was busy with Baoxiang and several hired servants, carefully checking up and down Xishan Mountain.
The originally clean house was cleaned again, and the renovated road was cleared of moss. Especially where Zhu Qianhua lived, there were many flowers placed in both the courtyard down the mountain and the other courtyard up the mountain.
Today is an important day for Zhu Qianhua and Zhao Zhen to visit Xishan. Wu Gen naturally attaches great importance to it, and even Baoxiang becomes nervous.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, the two of them led two rows of servants, looking eagerly in the direction of the intersection. Baoxiang turned around and greeted several women holding flowers, "Sprinkle more water on the petals to prevent them from withering."
After waiting for a long time, a carriage finally appeared in the distance. When he got closer, Wu Gen looked at Zhao Zhen, who was sitting on the carriage shaft with a dark face. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, and he hurriedly went up to meet him.
Baoxiang raised his hand, and the crowd burst into warm welcome. According to Baoxiang's previous promise, those who perform well today will be rewarded with one tael of silver. Under such a heavy reward, these people all blushed and shouted at the top of their lungs, and the scene was once out of control.
The carriage stopped, and Zhu Qianhua got out of the carriage. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was a little confused for a moment.
Wu Gen quickly reached out his hand, preparing to help Zhu Qianhua out of the carriage. Zhao Zhen's face darkened, he opened Wu Gen's hand and helped Zhu Qianhua out of the car.
Walking on the soft red carpet, amidst the deafening cheers from both sides, Zhu Qianhua's pretty face turned red, her steps were a little panicked, and she hurriedly walked with her head down.
There are four women in front of them scattering freshly picked petals along the way. The flowers pave the way and the fragrance is faint. Just halfway through the journey, Bao Xiang made a gesture, and suddenly the silk and bamboo trees were noisy, the drums and drums were singing, and a flock of colorful birds flew down from the mountain, chirping and whistling past.
Even Zhao Zhen, who has seen the world, is a little overwhelmed by such a pomp and circumstance. Finally, the group arrived at the house at the foot of the mountain. As soon as he was admitted to the hospital, Zhu Qianhua let out a long breath, and beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.
A snow-white deer stepped in front of Zhu Qian's painting with a bouquet of flowers in its mouth. Zhu Qianhua hurriedly took it and said angrily to Wu Gen: "Wu Gen, stop doing these stunts, they have all been withdrawn."
Wu Gen and Bao Xiang looked at each other and had to wave their hands to have all the arrangements behind them removed. Looking at the group of people walking out of the rockery and pavilions one after another, Zhu Qianhua was really speechless.
However, Zhao Zhen looked much better. No matter what, it could be seen that Wu Gen had put his thoughts into it.
Wu Gen accompanied the two of them up the mountain, introducing the layout of the mountain along the way. When they reached the prayer platform near the top of the mountain, Wu Gen stopped. Zhao Zhen and Baoxiang Shiqu left, leaving only Wu Gen and Zhu Qianhua here.
"It's not too noisy to have such a big battle." Zhu Qianhua sat on the stone bench and rolled his eyes at Wu Gen.
Wu Gen looked innocent, "This is all Baoxiang's own decision and has nothing to do with me." As he said this, he took Zhu Qianhua's hand and walked to the edge of the stage. Looking out over the surrounding fields, he pointed at the looming dangerous building Li Pavilion in the mountains, "What, this huge Xishan Mountain is ours."
Zhu Qianhua put her hands behind her back and stood on tiptoe like a little girl. After looking around, Fang said reservedly: "It's very good, but it took some effort."
Wu Gen took out the land deed, and Zhu Qianhua's name was clearly written on it, "I have transferred the entire Xishan to you. From today on, you are the owner of Xishan, and this is our first home."
Zhu Qianhua frowned slightly, but refused to take the land deed, and whispered: "You earned this by working hard, why should it fall on me? You know I don't care about this."
Wu Gen gently grabbed Zhu Qianhua's hand, placed the land deed in it, and said gently: "I know, but birds still know how to build nests on high branches, so why don't I want a beautiful house to attract phoenixes."
Zhu Qianhua squeaked, but was pulled into Wu Gen's arms and leaned against Wu Gen. Her brows were furrowed and her pretty face was dizzy, "Thank you for your hard work."
"As long as you are happy, there is no need to say anything hard." The two stood on a high platform, with the breeze blowing around them and the flowing clouds like water. "I just hope that every year, every year, you and I can be like this, staying together every day, drinking the ups and downs of life together."
"Well, it will happen, it will definitely happen." Zhu Qianhua's whisper was almost inaudible.
After embracing each other for a long time, Zhu Qianhua wanted to push Wu Gen away, but after two pushes, he didn't move at all.
"I hate it." Zhu Qianhua squeaked and twisted Wu Gen's arm. After the pain, Wu Gen reluctantly left.
"I want to complain to my husband. Senior sister is bullying me." Wu Gen looked aggrieved after having been gloomy for many days.
"Hmph, if you dare to talk too much, you will suffer the consequences in the future." Zhu Qian gave Wu Gen a blank look, leaned over and sat on the stone bench, and stopped talking to him.
Wu Gen looked at the slightly trembling yellow beads on the toes of Zhu Qianhua's shoes, and his smile faded. After thinking for a long time, he asked: "Qian Hua, do you know about Master Niang's past? I heard that the divine sect is coming."
Zhu Qianhua's expression changed, and she sighed quietly, "It seems that you already know my mother's identity. She is indeed from a divine religion, but in my eyes, she is no different from countless mothers in the world.
When I was a child, I didn’t know my mother’s identity. It was only after what happened that night that my father quietly told me the inside story. Now that I think about it, it is all thanks to my mother that I can cross the threshold of spiritual practice so easily.
As long as I can remember, my mother often condensed a strange white light to cleanse my marrow and change my tendons, so I could practice qi since I was a child, but I practiced it from a scripture written by my mother, called the Guangming Sutra. "
As he spoke, Zhu Qianhua's fingertips condensed a white ball of light. The ball of light was so bright that it suddenly shone brightly on the stage, as if another sun had appeared.
"My mother told me not to show the magic of the Guangming Sutra to others at will. I didn't understand it at first, but later I met some other practitioners and realized that the magic of the Guangming Sutra is so different compared to Beizhou. Very different.”
Wu Gen felt the ball of light and nodded secretly. This method was quite overbearing, very different from the way of controlling qi by today's qi practitioners, and it was obviously very powerful. It is estimated that such a light ball the size of a duck egg can sweep away everything on the prayer platform.
Wu Gen looked hesitant, and after thinking for a moment he asked tentatively: "Do you know the Heart of Light? This divine sect came all the way here just for this holy object."
Zhu Qianhua put away the ball of light, put a finger on his chin, and said with some uncertainty: "I have never heard of this bright heart from my mother. It's just that on the night of the accident, my mother turned a white crystal into a crystal." Entering my body, I told you not to let it appear in this world until absolutely necessary.
I didn’t know if this was the heart of light. Later, after practicing light for a long time, I realized that this was the stone that my mother used to wash my marrow since I was a child. "
"What happened back then? Do you know who did it to Master Niang?" Wu Gen quickly asked. Although he already had some guesses, if there was confirmation from the person involved, Zhu Qianhua, then the object of suspicion could be basically determined. .
Zhu Qianhua shook his head, "At that time, my mother took me to hide in the firewood shed and told me not to say anything. If I survived, I would go to Zhaoxuan Division to find Jianxing. After that, she cast a spell to make me faint, and waited. After waking up, my mother was dead.
But I vaguely remembered that a tall figure had passed by before my eyes, and he left after saying "It's too bad to bring disaster". I'm afraid my mother didn't expect at the time that I had made a small breakthrough in the practice of the Guangming Sutra, so that I could compete with my mother's magic. "
Wu Gen looked a little solemn and stood in front of Zhu Qian's painting. "Qian Hua, it's very important. Can you let me take a look at this heart of light? I'm afraid that the divine sect has some weird means to detect this thing."
"Okay." Zhu Qianhua stretched out his right arm without hesitation and rolled up his sleeves. As he chanted the incantation, a white heart-shaped crystal appeared out of thin air on his fair arm, "This object can be hidden in the human body, but it must be activated by the magic power of the Light Sutra."
Zhu Qianhua picked up the crystal and handed it directly to Wu Gen.
Wu Gen hurriedly put the Heart of Light in his hands carefully. How could it be that the divine sect would still send people to search for it after many years? But after looking at it under the sun for a long time, Wu Gen couldn't see any clues. It was just an ordinary stone.
Suddenly, Wu Gen's expression changed slightly, and black mist appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. "Qian Hua, just in case, can you leave this heart of light with me first? I will return it after the mission of the Divine Religion leaves."
Zhu Qianhua chuckled and said, "You can just take it yourself, but if the Divine Cult comes here, they will find you. It would be better to let the Heart of Light stay with me in Guiyuan Sect, and I believe that the Divine Cult will do the same." Just be afraid of one or two.”
Wu Gen shook his head and sighed: "The Guiyuan Sect cannot protect the Heart of Light. The divine sect is powerful. Li Yuantong is good at judging the situation. If he is discovered, he will probably hand over this thing without hesitation."
Zhu Qianhua frowned and thought for a while, "Okay, then I'll leave you here. Why don't I cast a spell to hide it in your body." At this point, Zhu Qianhua's eyes suddenly lit up, "Wu Gen, you can't practice Qi. For cultivation, it’s better to try the Light Sutra.”
"Isn't that appropriate? The Heart of Light and the scriptures were left to you by your mother, so it's not good to teach them to you." Wu Gen was a little hesitant. Just now, the Heart of Light actually evoked a trace of death. What if this thing If it enters the body, it will cause the death energy to run wild, for fear of hurting Zhu Qianhua.
Zhu Qianhua clasped his hands in the air, closed his eyes slightly, and murmured something in his mouth. After a while, he opened his eyes and said with a mischievous face: "I just reported to my mother, so let this bright heart go." It’s on you.”
After saying that, Wu Gen asked Wu Gen to stretch his right palm upward and place the Light of Light in his palm. At the same time, he put his own hand on it.
The two of them sat cross-legged opposite each other, and Zhu Qianhua secretly started the Light Sutra.
"Wu Gen, relax your mind and wander too far." Zhu Qianhua's voice sounded, and white light gradually bloomed on his body, and his temperament had some changes.
The whole person is bathed in the light, with a peaceful expression, half-smile but not a smile, and the whole body exudes a holy smell.
The Heart of Light gradually merged into Wu Gen's palm, but after halfway in, it could no longer go in and seemed to be escaping.
"Huh." Zhu Qianhua couldn't help but be surprised. The light heart didn't look so strange when it entered his body. It was quite easy. Why was it so different when it arrived at Wu Gen's place?
In the midst of surprise, Wu Gen suddenly pushed Zhu Qianhua away, and a few wisps of black energy emerged from his palm, wrapping around the heart of light. The bright light released a dazzling light, trembling and trying to break away from the black energy, but it was of no avail and was slowly dragged into Wu Gen's body.
