Wu Gen looked at the old man prostrate on the beach, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
I originally thought it was Yu Feng who had returned, but when I rescued the people at sea, I found out that he was an ordinary person. Judging from this man's attire, he must be a fisherman at sea. Near the rising sea, there are also many herdsmen who make a living by fishing. Wu Gen knew about this, but he didn't expect that he would meet one today.
After thinking about it, Wu Gen took the old fisherman back to his hut. We have tested him just now, and the old man is just an ordinary shepherd, without any cultivation at all. The wide knuckles and the thick calloused palms all indicate that this is a commoner who has been working hard for many years and is at the bottom of the society.
Wu Gen gave the old man a few mouthfuls of hot water, and carefully introduced a trace of true energy into his body. After a while, the old man woke up.
When he opened his eyes and saw Wu Gen, the old man was so frightened that he sat on the ground and backed away, "Ghost."
The sharp voice made Wu Gen's ears hurt. He touched his withered face and said angrily: "You are a drowning ghost, you are still afraid of ghosts."
The old man's eyes were a little blurry, and he looked at his hands, perhaps remembering what happened at sea, and couldn't help but cry loudly, "I died so unjustly. It's a pity that I still have two grandchildren at home. How can they live like this?" "
Wu Gen had a headache from the noise, so he simply stood up, jumped into the sea, and soon dragged a big fish that was two people tall to the shore. With a few strokes of the broken knife, the big fish was divided into several sections.
After finding the fish head, Wu Gen lit up the fire and concentrated on grilling the fish. After a while, oil sizzled out of the fish.
There was a rustling sound behind him. The old man may have been drifting on the sea for a long time.
, already hungry. At this time, he smelled the aroma of fish meat and finally stopped crying, moved behind Wu Gen, and timidly looked at the fish heads on the fire.
"Do ghosts still want to eat?" Wu Gen picked out a piece of meat with a broken knife and placed it on the wide leaves spread on the ground.
Gently wipe off the grease on the blade with your fingers. Broken Sword and Wu Gen have survived lightning tribulations many times. The rust on the blade has long since disappeared, and the blade is dark and shiny, almost like a mirror. There was a little bit of cold light flashing at the edge, making people's eyes hurt just by looking at it. At night, a low roar often comes from it.
However, even though there is such a vision, Wu Gen still has to chop wood and chop meat every day, just like an ordinary kitchen knife. In this world, a broken sword is also a rare treasure. If someone is interested in seeing it, they will inevitably feel like a pearl covered in dust.
Seeing Wu Gen caressing the knife, the old man fell to his knees and cried for so long. How could he not know that he was not dead? Although he didn't know the origin of the skeleton in front of him, his hunger made him forget his fear. "Thank God for saving his life." As he said that, the old man kowtowed repeatedly, fearing that if the ghost didn't go his way, he would become a ghost.
"Eat." Wu Gen ordered lightly, then concentrated on dealing with the fish head in front of him.
Food is the best means of communication, whether it is humans or animals. After eating a fish head, the old man's fear of Wu Gen gradually disappeared and he started talking more. Through his narration, Wu Gen learned that the old man's name was Mo Jiu, and he came from a small island called Bibo Island to the east.
When he went fishing a few days ago, he was attacked by a shark and his fishing boat was destroyed. He only escaped because of his good water skills.
Although the Shepherd is the lord of Kuntian Continent, in some remote places, the Shepherd is not always superior and will be bullied by other races.
I learned from his mouth that a large number of raw sharks had recently invaded the shark's territory, burning, killing and looting everywhere, even herders like them were not spared.
Hearing this, Wu Gen couldn't help but worry about Yu Feng's safety. He hadn't sent back any news for so long, so he might have been harmed by Shark.
Worries are worries, life on the island still needs to go on, and Wu Gen's body still needs to recover. In addition, Mo Jiu's boat had been destroyed by sharks and he could not leave the island for the time being, so there was another guest in the hut.
Time passes day by day, and the sun still rises in the East China Sea and sets in the West Ocean. Every day, in addition to sitting quietly and regulating his breath and concentrating his mind, Wu Gen would either swim on the top of the mountain like a wandering cloud, or stroll on the beach, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, and watching the stars move, just like escaping from the world and practicing asceticism.
It's not that he wants to put on this show, it's really
After reaching the five realms, the human world has been completed. It is much different than before, and you still need to understand the secrets carefully.
Mo Jiu didn't dare to disturb Wu Gen. Since he couldn't leave, he could only make a living by chopping firewood and cooking, and serve Wu Gen in his daily life. For a fisherman like him, if he suddenly encounters Wu Genren, a stranger who is neither human nor ghost, he can do anything as long as the other person doesn't eat him.
After getting along for a long time, Mo Jiu gradually felt that this vicious-looking weirdo was actually not that scary. Not only is he usually gentle in speech, but he also takes good care of himself. Every time he goes into the sea to fish, Wu Gen does it himself to prevent himself from danger.
The days on the island are peaceful, and the days pass by.
Wu Gen finally stabilized his realm and gained more flesh and blood on his body. It's just that Wu Gen still has some shortcomings. It is said that before the tribulation, the Mind Sutra and Heart Method had broken through the sixth level, but after the tribulation, it still had not reached the seventh level. It's like a layer of veil, always hazy and unbreakable.
At night, the bright moon will shine like water, and it will be another month of high wind and clear night. Wu Gen stood on the top of the mountain, holding his hands behind his hands and looking at the sparkling waves in the distance. The energy and blood in his body matched the sound of the wind, which was gentle at first and gradually became turbulent.
Swish, the sound of qi and blood surging in the body became louder and louder, the sound surged in the air, and even drowned out the sea breeze blowing in his face. Wu Gen's eyes became brighter and brighter. After a long time, Fang sat on a boulder and slowly stretched out his fingers.
An almost imperceptible force shot out, hitting nothing in the air. The wind blowing over the top of the mountain seemed to stagnate for a moment, but then it roared again.
He stretched out his fingers over and over again, and the wind around him suddenly whistled and stopped, as if someone was fanning him.
Wu Gen sighed and stopped exerting his energy. He was looking for a feeling, which was wonderful and indescribable. There was a moment when he beheaded Ji Zhong under the fire and thunder cloud, and he felt something in his heart, but now he could never regain that feeling.
He is a kind-hearted person. If you can't find it, you can't find it. It's just that the opportunity has not come yet. Just clear your mind and practice Xuanyuan Technique silently.
The island is far away from human habitation and is inherently pure, with its own innate energy flowing in continuously. Unknowingly, Wu Gen had fallen into deep trance. He stretched out a finger and remained motionless, as if he had merged with the boulder beneath him.
The wind was rising and falling, and the moon was already above his head. Wu Gen, who had completely forgotten himself, didn't realize that all the things around him were...
The moonlight became thicker, and the pure light flowed down, gradually condensing into blossoms of brilliance, appearing or disappearing around the body like a butterfly. The rocks have also become softer, and the breath of life is lingering around, as if spring has descended here.
A small grass growing among the rocks, with some withered leaves due to the barren soil beneath it, suddenly fluttered in the wind, and greenery gradually dyed the leaf tips.
A flower bone buried under a leaf struggled to raise its head, and its petals trembled and bloomed, showing its beauty to the silver moon.
Perhaps inspired by this idea of life, Wu Gen's shadow suddenly trembled twice, like a seed buried in the soil, trying to break through the darkness and take a look at the bright world.
The light beside him became even brighter, and the shadow began to squirm, carefully avoiding the light butterflies and stretching its body.
Finally, the shadow stood up, twisting and standing behind Wu Gen, constantly changing its shape, and finally turned into a human form. Judging from his appearance, he is very similar to Wu Gen, but his eyebrows are still a little blurry.
The figure silently walked around Wu Gen, awkwardly exploring his hands and feet, and playfully wandering among the light butterflies. However, the figure seems to be unable to fully control his body, and his movements look a bit weird.
Gradually, the distance between the figure and Wu Gen became farther and farther, and the black line connecting the two became thinner and thinner. Suddenly, the figure suddenly turned his head and looked at the motionless Wu Gen. The connection between him and Wu Gen had been broken by himself.
The figure was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised one leg and tried to take a small step forward. After shaking for a while, the figure waited for a long time before taking the second step, followed by the third step, and finally
, it walked faster and faster, jumping happily on the top of the mountain, lingering among the dancing light butterflies like the spirit of the mountain, as if playing a silent jade sound.
The black figure is hidden in the light, and light and darkness coexist harmoniously. Under the quiet moon, this scene
It looks so weird, poignant or even touching.
There was a crash, a sound of stones rolling down, and a cry of surprise was heard in the darkness. Someone rolled down the mountain, breaking such a beautiful scene.
The figure paused, turned around and jumped to Wu Gen's side, disappeared into his body, and the reflection on the ground returned to normal.
Wu Gen was suddenly awakened, his body jerked forward, and a burst of energy condensed at his fingertips silently shot out with a string of blue arcs. The sea breeze that had been hovering on the top of the mountain suddenly stopped, as if the stream had been cut off, and it suddenly lost its joy.
Standing up from the stone suddenly, Wu Gen looked at his fingers in amazement. Just as the saying goes, the flowers planted deliberately will not bloom, but the willows planted unintentionally will create shade. Unintentionally, he actually broke through the seventh level of slashing.
After entering the seventh level of the Mind Sutra, he can cut wind, cut off water, and cut. The third sword technique that Wu Gen has been pondering finally has a clue. In other words, the sword technique can not only deal with physical objects, but also can cut some intangible objects. Let it go.
In a good mood, Wu Gen made a stroke and jumped down the mountain with a big smile. He had to thank Mo Jiu. If he hadn't disturbed him, it would have taken a long time to break through the last layer.
Behind him, a thin straight line suddenly appeared on the boulder the size of a house. If a careful person looks at it, he will find that there is a very narrow gap in this thin line, with only a few
It is as wide as a piece of paper and its cross section is as smooth as a mirror.
The next day, Wu Gen looked at Mo Jiu with a layer of gauze wrapped around his head and couldn't help but feel a little funny, "Mo Jiu, you've been here for a while, why don't I take you back to Bibo Island."
"Master Wu, there are no boats on the island and the waves are huge. How can we cross the sea?" Mo Jiu looked ashamed. He saw something strange on the mountain last night, so he climbed up quietly, not wanting to see black figures playing under the moon. , and rolled down the mountain in shock. If Wu Gen hadn't rescued him in time, he might have had his arms and legs broken even if he didn't die.
"Easy to say." Wu Gen jumped into the forest on the island, found the strongest tree, and knocked it down with a knife. Then branches and sawdust flew everywhere, and soon a small canoe appeared in front of Mo Jiu.
"Master Wu, you must have been a good carpenter during your lifetime." Mo Jiu admired sincerely. Until now, he still thinks that Wu Gen is a corpse turned spirit.
Wu Gen smiled slightly and was not upset. He had stayed on this island for too long and Yu Feng had not returned. He could not stay here forever.
Now that he has reached the fifth realm, he can go without food for more than ten days and does not need to prepare too much when traveling on the sea. It's just that Mo Jiu has no cultivation level after all, so Wu Gen prepared this canoe to bring some food to Mo Jiu.
After everything was ready, Wu Gen left a letter to Yu Feng in the house, which told the location of Bibo Island. If Yu Feng comes back, with the shark's familiarity with this sea, he should be able to find him easily.
"Let's go." Wu Gen greeted Mo Jiu who was sitting at the stern of the boat. He stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, without using an oar. With a light step under his feet, the canoe faced the wind and headed eastward.
go.
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