The long night was long, and he had no intention of sleeping. Wei Shiqi turned off the night-light charm and sat in the darkness until dawn.
The sky was getting brighter and brighter, a beam of light shone in front of him, and fine dust was flying in the air. He vaguely remembered, maybe he misremembered, that this was called the colloid effect? The memories of the past always remain in his mind, popping up and harassing him from time to time. Is this his luck or misfortune?
Wei Shiqi got out of the shed, stretched his muscles, squinted his eyes and looked at the clouds on the horizon, and his heart was up and down.
Xiaodie stood far away under the shadow of the tree, rubbing her hands and feet, waiting anxiously, and finally saw the immortal master coming out, trotting all the way to his side, her face turned red, and she whispered: "Master Xian, my father is from here. Patriarch, he wants to see you."
"Where?"
Xiaodie looked around mysteriously, tugged on his sleeves, and whispered softly: "Come with me, I will take you there, it's not far."
There is nothing wrong with you, so why not follow Xiaodie to meet the clan leader? The natives who have lived in Tieling Town should be no different from ordinary Han people. Let's listen to what he says and then make plans. Wei Shiqi refused without hesitation and followed Xiaodie into the depths of the village.
The east was white, and the natives in the village had already stood up, wrapped in bloated animal skins, broke the ice on the riverside, and used bark buckets to draw water for washing. They were not afraid of the cold. They saw Xiaodie and Wei Shiqi passing by. The man lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at him, obviously in awe of the "immortal master" who flew into the sky and escaped to the earth. Wei Shiqi suddenly thought that the clan leader and Xiaodie were so eager to learn magic not only to protect the village, but more importantly, to maintain their own power and be regarded as gods by the natives.
After twisting and turning, they arrived at the southwest corner of the village. Xiaodie opened the door of a shed and invited Wei Shiqi to come in.
The shed is very spacious. Judging from the scale, it is more than enough to accommodate more than ten people. There is an extravagant earthen kang in the corner, and there is a stove next to the kang. The wood is burning brightly and it is as warm as spring.
The patriarch of the native people jumped down from the kang. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, short in stature, with dark skin, his eyes narrowed into a line, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, always smiling, looking honest and honest.
"Nice to meet you, thank you for your hard work, Master Wei Xian, who has come all the way! I am the clan leader here, and my Chinese name is Jin Buhuan." After all, the clan leader had stayed in Tieling Town. He was polite and polite, but he was not as awe-inspiring as other natives. add.
"Clan Chief Jin is well-informed. You must have thought hard to create this earthen bed!"
"I'm ashamed. I probably know a few things, fumbled around, and spent several months tinkering around to get it right. At first I couldn't light the fire, and smoke poured into it, making people unable to stay still. Even though the old people in the village didn't say anything, they still felt like they were in their stomachs. They were all laughing, and then I finished it and built one for each of them, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. They tasted the benefits and wanted more, so they reluctantly elected me to be the leader of the clan."
Xiaodie nodded and smiled, scooped boiling water from the stove, soaked some wild ginseng whiskers, and served them to Wei Shiqi and Jin Buhuan diligently.
Jin Buhuan raised his eyebrows and took a sip. He exhaled a mouthful of hot breath and asked, "I heard from Xiaodie that the immortal master is willing to use magic in exchange for our natives' things. I wonder if that's the case?"
"That depends on what Patriarch Jin has."
Jin Buhuan chuckled and changed the subject: "We were dealing with immortal masters before. They said that Kunlun's sword techniques and spells were not to be taught to anyone else. The immortal master is also from the Kunlun sect, so why can we make an exception?"
"Kunlun's sword techniques and spells cannot be passed on to others. This is true, but the Kunlun sect is not the only one in the world. Chief Jin should have heard about it in Tieling Town."
"I understand." Jin Buhuan thought for a moment, reached out and took out an oil paper bag from the kang hole, opened it solemnly, and spread it on the earthen kang. Inside were some animal bones and dried herbs, "The monster in the Barbarian Bone Forest Beasts are not something we can deal with with spears and bows. We originally had a few demon pills handed down from our ancestors, but they were forcibly replaced by Master Meng. Only these animal bones and herbs are left. I wonder if they can be used by the Immortal Master. Dharma Eye?"
Wei Shiqi didn't attach much importance to demon pills. Instead, the term "forced replacement" caught his attention. He asked, "Master Mengxian exchanged a lot of demon pills?"
"Yes, I asked for as much as I wanted. I was very anxious. I exchanged salt, tea and tobacco. They were much more valuable than other things. The old people in the village couldn't hide them, so they took them out." There was regret in Jin Buhuan's tone. Obviously he felt that the natives would suffer a big loss from such a deal, but since the other party was a sword cultivator and he had to rely on his strength to protect the village, he couldn't say anything more.
Wei Shiqi picked up a dry herb and thought in his mind, why did Meng Zhongliu pursue the demon pill? Could it be that he is practicing the "He Qi Zhi Xuan Sutra"? This is not impossible.
Jin Buhuan also saw that the other party was a little absent-minded, and said with a smile: "It's all useless stuff, which makes the immortal master laugh!"
Wei Shiqi put down the herbal medicine and said, "Clan Chief Jin, is there anything else he can offer?"
Jin Buhuan paused, seeming hesitant. Xiaodie became anxious and coughed heavily. Jin Buhuan sighed and said: "This is the only thing left from our ancestors. If Xiaodie hadn't pestered her to learn spells, I’m not going to take it out either.”
He stood up and dug out the earth wall in the corner, took out a vermilion jade box from the hole, held it in both hands and handed it to Wei Shiqi, saying: "Master Immortal, please take a look."
That was actually a red jade box! Wei Shiqi remembered what Liu Que said, that red jade is the essence formed by smelting and condensing red sandstone. It can be made into a container to raise spiritual insects, which has many benefits. He remained calm, wiped off the dust on the surface of the red jade box, and looked carefully. He saw that the jade box was square and integrated, with countless dark red hairsprings engraved on the surface, twisting and turning, forming an extremely complex restriction.
"How do you open this thing?"
Jin Buhuan smiled bitterly and said: "If I knew how to open it, I wouldn't have taken it out! This jade box... I have never shown it to anyone else, and I don't know what is inside. It may be empty, or it may contain something. It's a rare treasure. If the immortal master likes it, he can pass on some spells to Xiaodie and take it directly."
"How many years has it been handed down from our ancestors?"
Jin Buhuan hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't tell. It has been around since my grandfather's generation, at least for more than a hundred years."
Wei Shiqi put the red jade box into his arms and said: "Okay, I will teach Xiaodie a spell, but this matter needs to be kept secret."
"Of course." Jin Buhuan breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Xiaodie. Seeing her face full of joy, he felt relieved. The jade box has been in his hands for many years and has always been regarded as a treasure. The words he passed to Xiaodie were also hidden in the earth wall and never saw the light of day. If the news leaked out, it might cause her death. It's better to give it to the immortal master in exchange for some protective spells. Make the best use of things. No matter how good things are, if you don't know the purpose, there is actually no difference between hiding them until old age and death or abandoning them in the wilderness. He understands this truth.
Wei Shiqi waved his hand and called Xiaodie to his side, saying: "I want to teach you a spell called 'Soul Capturing Technique'. It can hurt people invisible. If you practice it to the deepest level, it can capture souls and control monsters." Beasts are the most powerful."
Jin Buhuan had a smile on his face and said repeatedly: "Thank you so much, Master Immortal, Xiaodie, why don't you kneel down and kowtow!"
Xiaodie hurriedly knelt down on her knees and bowed her head to Wei Shiqi. Wei Shiqi stepped aside and refused to accept her head, saying: "No, I'll exchange the jade box for the spell. It's a fair transaction, no need to be polite."
In front of Jin Buhuan, he passed the soul-obsessing formula to Xiaodie. Xiaodie silently recited it and kept it in mind. Wei Shiqi briefly explained a few words, waited for her to memorize it, and asked her to practice it on her own. If you have any questions, you can ask him privately.
After saying that, he looked deeply at Jin Buhuan and walked away.
