The sticky sea of vitality slowly receded, and his soul returned to his body. Wei Shiqi woke up from the darkness, as if he was reborn, and felt lost. He climbed up and stood naked in the cold stone room. The breeze blew over his skin, and the true energy in his body surged. All the past events seemed like a spring dream. The demon elixir, magic body, and magical powers were like the sand in his hand. Everything happened. No trace.
Then I thought about it, since I never got it, how could I lose it?
Pushing open the stone door, Qingming stood in front of him with a smile, pointing to the pile of robes at his feet, looking him up and down, and praised: "You have a good figure. No wonder Yu Yao, a proud and arrogant person, is willing to follow you... "He glanced between his legs intentionally or unintentionally, with a very strange look on his face.
Wei Shiqi smiled, put on his robe, followed him, and walked out of Qingming Pavilion step by step, returning to the bright daylight.
In the outside world, time is running out. The winter snow is beginning to melt, the new buds are green, and the peaks and mountains are showing a little bit of life, indicating that a new round of prosperity and decline is taking place again.
Wei Shiqi breathed in the cold air and said, "How long can Wei Yunya get by throwing himself into the demon refining pool?"
Qingming flattened his lips and said: "Thirty to fifty years, or three to five years, who can tell clearly. This world is rotten to the core..."
"Is there no way to save it?"
"There is still a glimmer of hope, it depends on the leader -" Qingming poked his chest with her finger, "It also depends on you."
Wei Shiqi didn't pretend to be confused. He was one of the few insiders. There were some things that didn't need to be said. He also knew the role he should play at this moment. That is silence.
Qingming stood on tiptoe and patted his shoulder with great effort, and said meaningfully: "Don't forget your experience of practicing in the Wilderness of Illusion. Everything that happened can be repeated as long as you want."
Wei Shiqi understood what he meant. Qingming went to great lengths to send him into the wilderness of illusion, just to point him in the wrong direction.
From that day on, there was an additional traveler on Liushi Peak. He wandered alone among the peaks and valleys, stopping and walking, sometimes looking up at the sky and clouds, stars and moon, and sometimes lying in the dust, suffering. Twitching and sweating profusely, more often than not, he just walked step by step.
As the sun and moon rotate, cold comes and summer passes, his footprints cover three caves and four valleys, and every plant and tree becomes a unique landscape of Liushi Peak.
In the beginning, only Yu Yao stayed with him, following his footsteps, working tirelessly to deliver food and water to him, chatting with him, watching him wolf down his food, and wiping away his sweat and dust. Half a year later, Chu Ge stood on the top of Chishui Cliff, watching Wei Shiqi's staggering figure, and sketched in his mind the steps he took, connecting the twelve main meridians of the human body and the eight extraordinary meridians at Liushi Peak, where he stopped. Every step corresponds to an acupoint.
He walked down the Chishui Cliff without saying a single glance and accompanied Wei Qiyi for three days and three nights. He sighed and walked away with a sigh.
The one who couldn't hold back after that was Du Mo from the Poison Sword Sect. He followed Wei Shiqi for half a month, and he vaguely noticed something, but he couldn't be sure.
After Du Mo came Kou Yucheng, after Kou Yucheng came Liu Que, after Liu Que came Shi Chuandeng, and after Shi Chuandeng came Cai Ke... Following Wei Shiqi for ten days and a half, if something was lost, if something was gained, it gradually became a trend , the second-generation disciples of Kunlun's lineage who are famous and respected, no one is exempt from vulgarity, but the only two people who can detect the changes in his body are Chu and Du.
Days passed day by day, starting from Dazhui point and ending at Dazhui point, Wei Shiqi spent three years, going around and around, and finally returned to the original place.
He knelt down on the cliff, motionless, like a clay or wooden sculpture.
The clear sky dimmed, the wind and clouds changed colors, and it rained heavily for seven days and nights. Wei Shiqi opened his arms, looked up to the sky and roared silently. A giant snake rushed out of his body, hovering in the sky, looking down at the world, alarming the Demon Suppression Tower and the tower's talismans. They all lit up, the water cloud array was fully opened, and the evil spirit soared into the sky.
At that moment, Taoist Ziyang and Sun Ting walked out of the Demon Suppression Tower, Mo Anchuan, Ding Yuan, Xu Yong, and Situ Kong walked out of Wuya Temple, Pu Tianwei, Tong Lu, Shi Pingfu, Qin Zijie, Pu Weisheng, Zhang Chongyang, and Yun Ji walked out After arriving at Chishui Cliff, Shi Tiezhong, Qu Hong, Ximending, and Shao Kangzi walked out of the Poison Spider Valley, Zhang Chonghua walked out of the Suihan Valley, and Lu Ping and Lu Keqiao walked out of the Cold Spring Cave. All eyes turned to Wei Shiqi in the heavy rain.
Under the Demon Suppression Tower, Yue Shuo and Ruan Qing were in front of the thatched cottage on Guanri Cliff, Ruan Qing was in Wentang Valley, Wei Yunya and Guo Kui were in Jietian Ridge, Li Hui was in Zuowangfeng, Zheng Chiba was in Cliff Peak, and Liu Yunxiao was in Chixia Valley, passing by Qianren Peak, all of them looked up to the sky and saw the exit as dark as ink.
Yu Yao stood on the plank road of Wuyaguan, holding on to the railing with both hands, her knuckles turning white, and let the rain whip her body without turning her eyes away, never leaving.
The sky and the earth wept with pills, and ghosts and gods were frightened by snakes coiled around them.
The giant snake swung its head and tail, turned around and plunged into his body. Wei Shiqi fell to the ground, unconscious.
The heavy rain gradually stopped, the red clouds dispersed, and the sun shone on Liushi Peak. Qingming picked up Wei Shiqi and placed him on the back of the Chongming Bird. With a whistle, the Chongming Bird flapped its fleshy wings and sent him to Wuya Temple.
Yu Yao was soaked and shivering. She hugged Wei Shiqi tightly in her arms, with tears in her eyes, and whispered: "Thank you."
The Chongming bird flapped its wings and flew away to the Qingming Festival. She was muttering in her heart, wondering why she was crying.
