After applying the rain, Chu Feng walked out of the Taoist temple with his hands behind his back. He walked against the long and mottled ancient wall for more than a hundred steps and came to the edge of the steep peak. He faced the soaring sea of clouds with a calm expression on his face. At this time, a gust of breeze blew by. Chu Feng's clothes were fluttering and his hair was fluttering. From a distance, it looked like a picture of a god coming to earth.
Wang Lun, who followed, stared blankly for a while, then knelt down and said in a sincere voice: "Please help me return to the mountain stronghold and rescue my wife."
With his back to Wang Lun, Chu Feng's heart moved. Wang Lun actually had a wife. The original work didn't mention it. It's not surprising when you think about it. The perspective of Water Margin is all about a group of heroes who kill and set fire, except for a few protagonists who have a lot of ink. , most of the others had no relatives present. As for Wang Lun having a wife, as the first village leader of Liangshanbo, he had great power. It was normal for him to rob houses and steal a woman to be his wife.
Thinking of this, Chu Feng turned his head and asked: "Did you steal your wife?"
This was Chu Feng's casual remark, but it made Wang Lun's cheeks turn red, as if he was insulted.
"Taoist, no, Immortal, the villain's wife was married before he went up the mountain. Although the villain became a bandit, he is still a scholar at heart. Therefore, he despises the banditry of robbing people's wives and daughters."
When Chu Feng heard this, he found this scholar in white quite interesting. As the head of Liangshan Village and a godfather-level bandit, he despised bandits. It was different for a scholar to be a bandit.
"Wang Lun, I don't care whether what you said is true or not. Since your injury has healed, you can go back. I don't care for idlers here, so go ahead." Chu Feng started the routine mode, just like he did with Lu Bu last time. Same.
Wang Lun's face suddenly turned pale. When he returned and fell into the hands of Lin Chong and Chao Gai's gang, he was still alive. He didn't care about the integrity of the scholar or the face of the former village leader, and kowtowed several times. ,road.
"The villain has nothing now. His inheritance has fallen into the hands of others. Where can he go? If the immortal doesn't agree, the villain will jump off the mountain and die."
After Wang Lun finished speaking, he stood up and trotted to the edge of the peak. He was just trying to show off, but his feet slipped and he fell straight down.
Chu Feng stretched out his hand to grab it, but only caught a piece of white cloth. Looking again, he saw Wang Lun's figure in white clothes floating in the mist.
"This is too..."
Chu Feng didn't know how to describe what happened in front of him.
"Host, Wang Lun was transferred to the fog by me, go and get him."
"Not dead, okay!"
Chu Feng walked over with a funny look on his face. Since the distance was not far, it didn't take long for him to arrive.
When they found Wang Lun in the heavy fog, Wang Lun was sitting on the cold ground with a confused look on his face. He probably didn't understand what was going on.
"Wang Lun, are you okay?" Chu Feng stretched out his hand to help Wang Lun up, with a concerned look on his face.
Wang Lun came to his senses and quickly handed over his hand.
"Thank you, Immortal, for saving your life."
Chu Feng nodded and turned back to the Taoist temple.
Wang Lun followed behind. After this incident, he became more honest. For several days, he not only watched Chu Feng practice and rain rain, but also went to the back mountain to catch fish for Chu Feng to cook.
At noon on the fourth day, Chu Feng was holding the "General Guide to Taoism" and sitting by the spiritual spring in the back mountain, breathing in spiritual energy and practicing the Qi Training Chapter of the Taoist Sutra.
With sweat on his face, Wang Lun came nearby carrying the grilled fish on a plate, placed the plate on the rock with a slight movement, and was about to leave.
Chu Feng's voice sounded.
"Wang Lun, you have served me very well in the past few days. It doesn't matter, I will just go with you."
When Wang Lun heard these words that he had been waiting for for a long time, he knelt down with excitement and kowtowed on the gravel several times, not caring if he bled.
"Let's go, Pindao will come later." Chu Feng waved his hands, his face full of indifference.
Wang Lun quickly stood up and left, and soon disappeared into the green grass.
Chu Feng looked at the white-capped waterfall, pondered for a moment, closed his eyes and said.
"System, notify Lu Bu and ask him to send Zhang Liao. Pindao wants to take Zhang Liao to the Water Margin world with him."
"good"
After finishing speaking, Chu Feng continued to practice the Qi Training Chapter of the Taoist Sutra, constantly exhaling purple spiritual energy, and his body was shrouded in purple spiritual energy. His whole person looked mysterious and ethereal.
After an unknown amount of time, the purple aura around him was completely consumed. Chu Feng opened his eyes, revealing his mysterious purple eyes, which looked very charming. After a few breaths, the purple eyes turned into normal eyes. Chu Feng turned his head and looked at the spiritual spring that used to spew thin purple air. It was already dry.
Not enough! Chu Feng sighed softly. During this period, every time he reached the first level of Qi training, he failed because of insufficient spiritual energy.
At present, it seems that if you want to become a real Qi practicing monk in the short term, you can only practice with incense. With the incense I got from the late Han Dynasty, I could complete the Qi Lian chapter without any problem. But in that case, he changed from normal cultivation to cultivating the Shinto. He wanted to practice something like the Shinto. Either place your future on the illusory trust of ordinary people, or enslave and absorb the beliefs of ordinary people in a way similar to saving sentient beings.
Obviously, both of these are not in line with the principles of Taoism. Real cultivation should be to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, resist inner demons, baptize with thunder and tribulation, and understand the way of heaven. This is what Chu Feng thinks in his heart, and it is also said in Taoism. Taoism It will never mislead people.
Just as Chu Feng was thinking about it, two heads popped up from a place covered with green grass in the distance. Needless to say, they were Wang Lun and Zhang Liao who were coming over. Since Chu Feng had been delayed here for too long, they came looking for him.
"Host?"
"Pindao saw it"
With Chu Feng's current cultivation level stuck between refining Qi and transforming Qi into God, he would have no problem finding two ordinary people hiding in the grass.
At that moment, Chu Feng stood up and his figure flashed outside the green grass.
Wang Lun and Zhang Liao, who were dressed in civilian clothes, quickly walked out of the grass and bowed down.
"Disturbing the Immortal's practice is a capital crime!"
"Get up"
After Chu Feng finished speaking, he did not stop, and returned to the Taoist temple in an erratic manner, sorting out the things needed for departure, such as the big Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan, the small Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan, and some other trivial things, and put them all into the Willing Power Bottle.
After sorting it out, Wang Lun and Zhang Liao arrived. Under the scorching sun, Wang Lun, who was dressed in white and elegant, looked like an honest and honest country school teacher; I still feel like a general on the battlefield. Some people's temperament cannot be changed by clothes.
"Set off"
Chu Feng led the two of them straight into the heavy fog. As they walked, the fog became heavier and heavier. Finally, the light and shadow changed. The three of them appeared in a green mountain forest. In the distance was a gurgling mountain stream. There were several variegated birds singing in the forest, and a small gray-black rabbit ran through the grass.
The three of them stepped on the fine leaves and walked less than a stick of incense in the forest. Suddenly there was a cry of killing in front of them, and then, twenty or thirty men with machetes roared towards them, like a pack of wolves coming out of the cage.
Wang Lun took a closer look and his expression became very complicated.
"They are all subordinates of villains"
