If you are not a mad devil, you will not become a Buddha. Wei Shiqi knew the weight of these six words. He worked hard and mastered the mad devil stick technique. But being "crazy" does not mean being eager for success. He has a calm mind, concentrates on honing his stick skills, and takes time to look at the sky, the clouds, and Qin Zhen, and teaches her a few martial arts styles. He had understood this principle since he was five years old, when the bow was not in use.
Qin Zhen has no talent for boxing, but she has a good memory. After hearing Wei Shiqi hum a song several times, she can sing it in full. She liked Li Ge very much and couldn't put it down. She pestered her senior brother and begged him to teach him a few more songs.
"After watching a wonderful fireworks show, I accepted your unsentimental farewell. Suddenly I remembered the vow you once made, by the bustling Tamsui River..."
"That is the person I miss and love deeply day and night. How should I express it? Will she accept me? Maybe I will never say those words to her..."
Wei Shiqi searched his intestines and scraped his belly, and finally squeezed out a few words, just like the Xiaoyue Gong on the animal skin, incomplete. Qin Zhen carefully figured out the meaning of the song, completed the lyrics, and sang it to her senior brother. Wei Shiqi listened to her singing several times and thought about finding nine long-legged beauties, wearing miniskirts and navel-baring outfits, singing and dancing to relieve their worries.
Wei Shiqi didn't know that Xun Ye secretly visited him several times. He felt that a person's true nature was most likely to be revealed when he was alone. Of course, his disciples must know everything.
He spent the whole day perfecting the crazy magic stick technique, drinking water when he was thirsty, eating meat when he was hungry, taking a rest when he was tired, joking with Qin Zhen and listening to her singing those inexplicable songs. He is unhurried and unhurried, just like water flowing in the mountains. When it encounters rocks blocking its path, it will go around it. When it encounters a deep pool, it will stay. It goes as it should and stops as it should. There is a peculiar smell in this young hunter that is difficult to describe in words.
He has seen a lot of the mentality of Taoist cultivators. Some people have a heart as hard as stone, are brave and diligent, and have nothing but eternal life. There is no way to make progress, but Wei Shiqi is different. He follows his heart in every word and action, which coincides with the Taoist foundation of the immortal capital of "no dust and no worries".
In Xun Ye's heart, Wei Qi Qi was rarer than Qin Zhen in terms of talent and beauty. The only thing that bothered him was that Wei Qi Qi was too ambiguous with Qin Zhen, which aroused her lust and affected her cultivation.
After more than half a month, Wei Shiqi finally practiced the Crazy Demon Stick Technique to the point where his heart and stick became one and he understood it thoroughly. On this day, he went up to Tiandu Peak alone to try his skills. He walked as fast as flying, and regarded the steep mountain road as a flat road. With only one step, he was almost ten feet tall. He stood firmly on the cliff, as if he was facing the wind and rain, and stood still. Ancient pine.
When he was trekking in Laoya Ridge, crossing mountains and ridges for the clothes on his back and the food in his mouth, chasing wild animals, had he ever thought that this day would happen?
The feeling of pride was just a fleeting thought. Wei Shiqi secretly reminded himself not to forget his true form. On the road to cultivating immortality, he had only taken the first step. Behind the scenery were countless thorns and bones. He was not a genius, nor was he a man with ambitions. A proud man born with a silver spoon has to rely on himself for everything.
After a while, he came to the edge of Kuji Spring. There was no one around, the sound of water was gurgling, but nothing changed. Wei Shiqi leaned over and took a few sips of spring water. He looked at his reflection in the water, which was both familiar and unfamiliar. He stretched out his hand to touch the other person's face, and when his fingertips touched the water, the reflection shattered into countless swaying ripples.
His past, his life, and his entire world were like the reflection, swaying under the water of memory. Once touched, it shattered into ripples and could no longer be seen clearly. Sad emotions come in like a tide and recede like a tide, washing away a heart as hard as stone.
"Recently, I don't know why, I'm a little sentimental. Is it because I'm getting older? Or is it the invasion of inner demons?" Wei Shiqi shook his head and drove the distracting thoughts out of his mind. He put his thumb and index finger into his mouth and made two sharp whistles, which made the sound vibrate. Lin Shao. He listened carefully, and heard a low and desperate howl of a wolf faintly heard in the wind. If it weren't for his great improvement in cultivation and his hearing power being much better than before, he would not have noticed it at all.
"Old man has met his enemy!" Wei Shiqi jumped up and ran quickly in the direction of Qing Lang. His dantian was filled with a roar, and the whistle went across the top of the mountain and stretched for several miles in an instant.
In the dense forest, the green wolf was fighting to the death with a large insect with an eye-catching white forehead.
Regardless of the strength or agility of the big insect, it overwhelmed the green wolf. With just one pounce, it knocked the opponent to the ground, opened its mouth wide and sprayed blood, and bit hard at the throat. The green wolf curled up in time, kicked up its hind legs, and kicked its soft belly. The big insect couldn't bear the pain, rolled to the side with a roar, and stood up. The tiger's tail stood up, and it was cut like lightning, hitting the green wolf's waist.
The so-called "bronze head, iron feet, numb waist", the wolf's waist is the most vulnerable. Green Wolf suffered such severe injuries, whimpering and lying on the ground, waiting to die. The big insect was so proud of himself that he was about to bite his opponent to death when he suddenly heard heavy footsteps coming from behind him. A man was approaching like a galloping horse, arriving in the blink of an eye.
The big insect didn't turn around, pressed its front paws on the ground, and lifted its waist and hips. Wei Shiqi had been prepared for it. He suddenly stopped his steps, leaned his upper body forward, and nailed his feet firmly to the ground. The big insect's lift was just an inch away. Xu, passed by him.
"Woo——" With a sound, an iron rod hit the big insect's head. The big insect's bristles stood upright, roared angrily, raised its front paws to meet the attack, but was beaten to death.
"Eh!" Wei Shiqi was quite surprised. The eye-catching white-fronted insect was obviously not a mortal thing, but it could actually block a powerful blow from his iron rod.
The muscles and bones were bent, and the front paws were maimed by a stick. The big insect felt timid, its eyes were wide open, and blood oozed from the corners of its eyes. It opened its big mouth and roared repeatedly, making a violent appearance, and kicked out its hind legs. , turned around and ran away.
Wei Shiqi was slightly startled. The big insect had escaped more than ten feet away. It was like a fish in water in the mountain forest, twisting and turning, blindly circling behind the tree to avoid the sight of its opponent.
"No coward!" Wei Shiqi saw that the big insect was very strong and had hundreds of kilograms of meat. He suddenly had an idea, and the Gentu Qi from the apertures swarmed out and poured into the iron rod.
He took a few steps forward and got a real glimpse. He shouted loudly, raised his arms, and used the "Qiankun Throw" in the Crazy Demonic Stick Technique to throw the iron rod with all his strength. The iron rod flew out of his hand and turned into a streak of black light. It penetrated three big trees one after another and hit the big insect in the back. The force was unusually strong, and it penetrated from the valley all the way into its belly.
No matter how hard he tried to train his body, the big insect could not reach the valley. He roared in pain, jumped three feet high, and fell heavily into the dust. He could only breathe out, not in.
Wei Shiqi caught up with him, stepped on the big bug's hindquarters, pulled out the short length of the iron rod, aimed at the big bug's head and beat it hard, beating it to death.
Qing Lang lay on the ground and panted for a while, struggled to get up, slowly moved to Wei Shiqi's side, sniffed the iron rod, and turned his head away in disgust.
Wei Shiqi laughed loudly and said: "Qing, you are really worthless, you can only bully Jinwen Shu, you can't even defeat a big insect!" Qing Lang grinned, looking very unconvinced.
Wei Shiqi waved the iron rod casually, feeling more confident about the trip to Guimenyuan.
