The storm was about to come, and fine bone chips and gravel rolled up from the ground. Chang Siguo's thoughts only changed, and he bowed and cupped his hands, saying: "Chang Siguo pays homage to Senior Brother. Please forgive me for being disrespectful!"
Fortunately, fortunately, the palm punishment imprisoned deep in the mind made the illusory token indifferent and did not come out to cause trouble.
At this critical moment, he could only believe that there were no flaws in his experienced methods, and he had no flaws exposed. He could not defeat the three people who were staring at him very unkindly, and he could not defeat even one of them.
The time is right, the place is right, and the people are not occupied. There is no place to run in this weird mountain of bones.
You can only deal with it calmly, and refuse to admit it any more.
The stout man smiled and pointed at Chang Siguo, who was saluting, and said to the two of them: "Look, I was right. Master quietly accepted a junior brother. Thanks to you two, you are so powerful in Qingyuan world. You are so heroic." You didn't even recognize your own family members, you are so ashamed of your master."
Ji Wumou kept calculating with his left hand folded in his sleeve, but said nothing.
Wei Weigong let go of his right hand that was on his belt, looked at the frowning Ji Wumou, then looked at the senior brother who had been trapped here for a long time and occasionally made big jokes, and then looked at Chang who got up after waiting for a while. Think about it.
Just wait and see what happens, he is the one who least wants Chang Siguo to get involved with Lao Dao.
Chang Siguo's face was full of doubts, and he cupped his hands and said: "My master has been dead for more than two hundred and sixty years... Are you sure you know my master?"
There was a feeling in his heart, and he quietly slid away the dim and invisible ripples to prevent the unintended deduction and prying from coming true. Fortunately, he stayed in seclusion for a longer time and was able to exert some magical effects of his soul.
At this point, he can be considered to be in the same realm as the Immortal Ascension Realm monks. There is only a difference in cultivation strength.
The gap in realm no longer exists.
Ji Wumou held his hand without moving and asked in a deep voice, "Who is your master's name?"
It is just nine words, each word has a slightly different tone, and the words are said in an extremely weird way.
"Hei Lao Turtle, a native of Nanping, Donghuangdongtian, saved my life back then and taught me the beginner's training of Fuhu Jin. He is my beginner master and my only master."
Chang Siguo answered calmly, his eyes clear.
From the beginning to the end, the old Taoist never said anything about accepting him as a disciple, nor did he become a disciple. No matter in the past life or in this life, one would occasionally give some advice, and the other would learn to survive.
On the other hand, when Father Hei taught him Fu Hu Jin, he drank a bowl of apprenticeship water according to the rules.
On the battlefield, the friendship between brothers, masters and apprentices, and fellow countrymen is the strongest and can live and die together.
He and Hei Dad are like father and son, and they are master and disciple. Even if he occupies the magpie's nest, he still recognizes Hei Dad as his master in his heart.
Ji Wumou could see some flickering images, including battles on the battlefield, apprenticeships and boxing lessons, which ended abruptly when Hei Lao Turtle was hit by an arrow. They were no different from the situation under the mountain investigated by the Star Reaching Platform. Chang Siguo was also stimulated by this and entered. Crossing the threshold of cultivation, opening up the mind, and recovering from being a fool to a normal person, body training is also cultivation.
Perhaps it was also at that time that he was chosen by Heaven?
He was silent for a while, glanced at the sturdy man, and asked Chang Siguo: "Then why did you call him senior brother?"
Chang Siguo said helplessly: "You all call him that, and Senior Brother Wei didn't introduce this distinguished person by name, so I can only call him after you..." Is this wrong?
Ji Wumou loosened his fingers and sat back on the broken chair, rocking back and forth and making a squeaking noise.
Wei Weigong laughed out loud and said to Chang Siguo, who was almost killed, "Just call him Senior Brother, that's right." Senior Brother's illness recurred again.
Still no introduction to the burly man who protested, "Why don't you believe me?"
Pointing to the three-foot-high ancient stone archway, Wei Weigong said: "You walk over from below. This is the 'Questioning Heart Archway'. It was set up by a strange man a long time ago to prevent evil spirits from outside the world from seizing the lives of monks and demons from Qingyuan Realm." Xiu Meng was messing around in the world and causing chaos, so there was a rule handed down that people, demons, souls, etc. who have reached the realm of divine movement and have reached a certain level of cultivation must go to the 'Questioning Heart Archway' once. King Shentu Wu at that time refused to go. It was the 'Wenxin Archway' that led to the genocide."
Wenxin Archway also has some unique and wonderful functions, but Wei Weigong did not go into details.
There is no need to explain to later generations why King Shentu Wu refused to go to the Wenxin Archway and had other secrets.
When Chang Siguo saw the three people looking at him, he didn't hesitate at all. He straightened his earthen robe and walked step by step towards the tall archway. He calmly passed under the archway that suddenly became dark.
Illusions appeared in front of my eyes, and I changed my steps several times, but nothing happened.
Chang Siguo looked back and saw that the bottom of the archway returned to normal and asked, "Senior Brother Wei, is this okay?"
Wei Weigong smiled and said: "It's done. Let's go to the top of the mountain to see the scenery." Leaving aside the senior brother who was mumbling to himself and the strategist who shook the chair with his eyes closed, he didn't want to talk to the two old guys and led Chang Siguo continued to climb the Skeleton Mountain and explained in a low voice: "Due to the rules, I couldn't tell you about Wenxin Archway in advance. Junior Brother Chang, please don't mind."
Chang Siguo walked side by side with Wei Weigong, turning sideways and smiling: "How could it be? I understand the rules and will not reveal anything about this place to the outside world. Senior brother, don't worry."
Wei Weigong laughed. Such a wise junior brother saved him a lot of saliva.
The two of them chatted and laughed as they climbed higher and higher, and soon their backs were obscured by the huge protruding skeleton, and they disappeared around the corner.
Ji Wumou opened his eyes and stood up from the chair. He had been waiting here for decades just to "listen" to Chang Siguo's few words under the Wenxin Archway. Unfortunately, even though the boy was frightened, Still firm in character, like an iron rock with no flaws.
It's not like he ran away in vain. The few fleeting images he saw earlier using secret techniques seemed to be inextricably linked to his own chance of enlightenment. However, the details were not clear and there were too many interferences.
That's good, he just waited, there was no rush.
Could the previous idle move be the game-breaker for Tetsuji?
The stout man shook his head and walked up, saying in a low voice: "Zhiwu Mou, don't come here next time. Every time a night owl comes into the house, it must be up to no good, and he even hinted to me that he is my junior brother? How can that guy hold a grudge against me?" .”
"When was Senior Brother, who was the invincible opponent in Qingyuan Realm back then, still afraid? Haha, that kid dares to seek trouble from you, you beat him all over the head, go away, go away, don't send me away, come back to Senior Brother next time Please greet me."
"Shit, come and drink me the ecstasy soup again. Stay away from me. Don't come to harm me. My head hurts when I see you."
"Don't give it away, don't give it away."
One was cursing, the other was laughing and talking as usual, and they parted ways, each going his own way.
There is an old Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, which is divided into left and right side halls and the main hall. It has green tiles and gray walls, carved beams and pillars and a badly faded gate. There are three large gold-painted characters engraved on the black bottom door plaque.
Chang Siguo stood on the skeleton-free platform in front of the Taoist temple, looking up at the plaque with pretended curiosity.
"Qingyuan Temple."
He finally knew where the mysterious "One View" in the "One View, Two Stars and Three Seas" spread in the world of cultivation was.
Qingyuan Temple is the home of the old Taoist priest.
I wonder if we can still find the underground palace and the way back?
After such a long time, he actually knew that even if he could find a way back, going back would be meaningless.
Things change, people change, times change.
He had long since given up on going back. If he had the chance to go back, he would still go and take a look. For no other reason than to put an end to the obsession that he didn't dare to stir up deep in his heart.
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