In the winter mountain forest, Wei Shiqi was left alone again. His inner worries were gone, but he did not feel relaxed. In a sense, it was the erysipelas that forced him to move forward step by step without letting up at all. Without such a dedicated promoter, he felt a little disappointed.
Wei Shiqi shook his head, first put the body of the blood python into the Penglai bag, and then woke up the green wolf. Qing Lang inhaled a small amount of poisonous mist and fell into a coma for a long time. He recovered slightly but was still a little sluggish. Wei Shiqi took out a piece of the flesh and blood of the beauty python from the bag and fed it to Qing Lang to swallow.
After waiting for a long time, the green wolf swelled up like a pumped up rubber ball, and the scene of hitting trees everywhere did not appear. It was still the same, sleepy.
Wei Shiqi took another small piece of flesh and blood, and swallowed it in one gulp regardless of the blood. In an instant, a warm current surged through his body, and the pure Gen earth energy filled every pore. He involuntarily arched his back and struck hard at the tree trunk. He hit it hard, and the huge force hit the meridians and acupuncture points. He roared happily as if drinking sweet rain.
Large clumps of snow fell from the branches, burying him in the snowdrift.
There was another heavy impact, a "click" sound, and the tree trunk was broken by him. Wei Shiqi staggered out of the snowdrift, his body covered with steam, and he was in a miserable state.
"His grandma's!" He wiped off the remaining snow on his head and suddenly remembered Ruan Jing's words, "...it's easy to prove that you have the blood of the demon clan. Birds are born to fly, fish are born to swim, and mice are born to fight. Dong, this is called talent, think about it for yourself, is there any kind of ability that ordinary people don’t have?"
Wei Shiqi stood in the forest and couldn't help but be fascinated for a moment.
Ten days later, Zhang Jinghe found Wei Shiqi and asked him to prepare. The next morning, he would wait by the Crescent Lake and follow Wei Rongniang out for training. When she said this, her mood was very complicated. Senior Brother Xun's vision was very unique and he actually found pearls in the gravel. Hu Yong, the disciple she valued, turned out to be nothing more than a silver-like pewter spearhead.
In this group of trial disciples, because of the two "monsters" Wei Shiqi and Xin Laoyao, the others were ignored intentionally or unintentionally.
Wei Shiqi settled down his junior sister, packed his bags, and prepared to embark on a new journey. Qin Zhen heard him talk about this and was mentally prepared for the breakup. After all, she felt a little sad.
When Wei Shiqi saw that his junior sister was unhappy, he made some gossip to make her laugh. He mentioned the six main halls in Changying Temple. Sanqing Hall is the main hall, Penglai Hall is the auxiliary hall, which contains sutras and swords, and the remaining four are auxiliary halls. Among them, Qingyang Hall makes alchemy, Zhuming Hall offers sacrificial vessels, Baizang Hall makes swords, and Xuanying Hall studies scriptures.
The leader, Xi Huzi, is personally in charge of the Sanqing Hall, but he practices in the cave of Lotus Terrace all the year round and does not care about secular affairs. The Sanqing Hall is guarded by the boy holding the sword and the boy holding the palm seal in turns. The status of Deng Shouyi and Fu Baoyuan has also risen with the tide, and they are faintly known as palms. He calls himself a disciple. The remaining five halls are managed by the five direct disciples of the master. Xunye was the first disciple, in charge of the Penglai Hall, and convened fellow disciples for discussions on behalf of the headmaster. Wei Rongniang was in charge of the Qingyang Hall, Li Shaoyu was in charge of the Zhuming Hall, Deng Yuantong was in charge of the Baizang Hall, and Liu Baizi was in charge of the Xuanying Hall. The so-called "in charge" is just a false name. There are elders from the Immortal Capital in the five halls who are in charge and are not allowed to rule on their own.
The four stone chambers at the foot of Tiandu Peak are arranged according to the characters Yang, Ming, Zang and Ying. In fact, the latter characters are Qingyang, Zhuming, Baizang and Xuanying. The reason why the Yangzihao Stone Room is uninhabited is because of a tragedy that happened more than thirty years ago. At that time, six trial disciples lived in the Yangzihao Stone Room. One of them was actually transformed by a monster and killed all the trial disciples. After eating all his internal organs, he fought all the way to Xianyun Peak. In the end, he was seriously injured by Xi Huzi and fled into Kunlun Mountain without a trace. Since then, restrictions have been placed on the Yangzihao Stone Chamber, and it remains empty to this day.
Qin Zhen held his arm and listened silently to his stories about the fairy capital. She occasionally said "hmm" to show that she was still listening.
Wei Shiqi thought for a while and told her another story.
A long time ago, a man was wandering in the wilderness and was chased by a ferocious elephant. The tourist was panicked and didn't know what to do. He happened to see an empty well with a big tree next to it. The tourist quickly grabbed the roots of the tree and climbed into the well to hide in it.
At this time there were two mice, one white and one black, and they began to chew on the roots of the tree. There are four more poisonous snakes on the four sides of the well, sticking out their tongues; there is also a poisonous dragon below the well, looking up.
Tourists are afraid of poisonous snakes and dragons, and they are also worried that tree roots will be bitten by rats. They are really in a dilemma and at a loss. At this critical moment of life and death, five drops of honey drip from the bee nest on the tree and fall into the mouth of the tourist without any bias.
Visitors immediately forget all fear and sorrow and enjoy the sweet honey.
After the story was told, Qin Zhen's eyes sparkled and she was confused and asked him what the story meant.
Wei Shiqi said leisurely, think about it more when you have time, leave a thought, and wait for him to come back before telling her the metaphor of the story.
That night, they sat by the Crescent Lake, bathing in the moonlight and starlight, and no one closed their eyes.
