Chapter 226: No one will always wait for you at the door, unless he is collecting debts...
"Hoo!"
Hei Muguang shook off the blood on his sword and looked at the wolf king under his feet who had died. He breathed a sigh of relief: "There is something about this beast."
Behind them, Hong Xiaochen and Hong Zhenjia carefully inspected the wolf corpses on the ground, turning the dead wolves over from time to time to prevent any wolves from pretending to be dead and sneaking up on them.
Hong Xiaochen walked to Hei Muguang, looked at his bleeding abdomen, and frowned: "Something is not good..."
"Tsk, skin injury, it's not a problem..."
Hei Muguang clicked his tongue. As he spoke, he took the package from Hong Xiaochen, took out the medicine inside, and treated the wound skillfully and simply.
It's one thing to be brave, but it's another thing to be afraid of death!
The Hongzhen family kicked over a wolf corpse and walked over. While dealing with the bloody claw marks on their arms, they looked apologetically at their two relatives and friends.
"I'm sorry, Mu Guang, Xiaochen, it's obviously my own business..."
Hong Zhenjia showed a guilty expression on his face: "It ended up being implicated..."
"It's harmful if one family doesn't speak the same language."
Hei Muguang waved his hand and sighed.
"I also watched Bu Tian grow up, as if he were my own child."
"You're right."
Hong Xiaochen nodded and agreed: "Besides, if Bu Tian hadn't given up his spot to Xiaoli, maybe this kind of thing wouldn't have happened."
"That's my daughter-in-law..."
Hei Muguang said something coldly.
"Ah yes yes yes!"
Hong Xiaochen glanced at Hei Muguang and rolled her eyes: "Sooner or later, your son will have to be married off. There's no need to keep mentioning it!"
"Tsk tsk..."
Hei Muguang smiled, looked at the Wolf King who was stepping on his feet, and changed the subject: "If I feel right, the leader of these beasts is no longer an ordinary beast... Judging from his appearance before, he has arrived.
Is it the Qi refining period that the monks mentioned?"
"It shouldn't be wrong."
Hong Zhenjia looked at the Wolf King and frowned: "It is true that he has become a spirit."
"Ha, for most of my life I have been no better than a beast."
Hong Xiaochen smiled to himself: "I don't know what kind of opportunity it got or what truth it realized?"
"What's the point of eating people!"
Hei Muguang sat on a stone by the roadside and said with disdain: "In the end, those who have entered the Tao are just like this. It seems that ordinary people are not necessarily inferior to cultivators."
"That's because its cultivation is low and it doesn't have the guidance of a famous teacher."
Hong Zhenjia looked at the mountain peaks hidden in the shadows in the distance with a complex expression: "My son said, a great cultivator with a high level can move mountains and fill seas, turn clouds and rain... He has wanted to be such a cultivator since he was a child, and he doesn't have to do it every day.
People urge me to get up before dawn to exercise..."
Hei Muguang: "..."
Hong Xiaochen: "..."
The two secretly glanced at each other, their expressions unperturbed.
Sorry, they really have no sense of empathy...
If those two unlucky kids get up before dawn... they must have stayed up all night and want to catch up on their sleep during the day!
"Speaking of this..."
Hong Xiaochen leaned close to Hei Muguang's ear and murmured in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "If they are together for a long time without us taking care of them, will they really not get moldy..."
"Uh..."
The corners of Hei Muguang's mouth twitched and he whispered: "That's not the case. You have hands and feet. You know how to eat when you're hungry, and you know how to drink when you're thirsty... isn't that enough?"
"Cooking, boiling water..."
Hong Xiaochen’s face was expressionless: “Are you sure they won’t eat snacks or anything like that?”
"Uh..."
Hei Muguang sneered twice: "Actually, I just hope they can pay attention to hygiene and don't let rats and other things come to the house... I'm very satisfied."
"What do you think we give them both a cat to take care of them?"
"I'm afraid that before they are rotten, the cat is already rotten..."
Hong Xiaochen: "..."
Hei Muguang: "..."
"Inferior happiness..."
"Each other..."
Hong Zhenjia, who was immersed in memories, did not notice the two people whispering to each other. He was now occupied with wanting to know the news about his son.
The three of them were all in their prime, and the youngest among them, Hei Muguang, was only thirty-six years old. When he was full of energy, he repaired in place for a short time before setting off again.
"It's almost dawn."
Hong Xiaochen looked towards the east, which was also the direction of home, and sighed: "I just don't know if Yu Ying has slept well these days."
"Uh... My Yiyi's words..."
Hei Muguang scratched his head and said with a smile: "Her sleep quality has always been good..."
"Based on the information pointed out by Dr. Liu..."
Hong Zhenjia frowned and thought: "After climbing over the mountain in front, we should reach the boundary of Yaowang Valley, and we will not be far from Yaowang Sect by then."
"Then let's do it all at once!"
Hei Muguang gathered his energy and looked towards the top of the mountain: "Go to the top of the mountain before dawn to watch the sunrise!"
"Well! We..."
Hong Xiaochen nodded, and just as he was about to echo his friend's words, his peripheral vision glanced at the horizon, and there seemed to be black dots flickering?
He was stunned for a moment and turned to look.
What kind of bird is it?
Or...
The black spot was getting bigger and bigger. Hong Buyian squinted his eyes and suddenly broke into a cold sweat!
That's a person!
"..."
"Nascent Soul Stage?!"
Hong Butian's eyes widened and he broke into a cold sweat.
"Well..."
The Great Elder and Zhao Zhuji looked at each other and nodded solemnly: "Yes, if my prediction is correct, there must be Nascent Soul monsters sneaking into the human area."
"In this case..."
Hong Butian frowned and asked Zhao Zhuji in a low voice: "Is the Nascent Soul stage very powerful?"
Zhao Zhuji: "?"
No, what kind of player are you?
I don’t know why you are surprised!
"Don't look at me like that..."
Hong Butian blinked and said helplessly: "As you can see, I just started practicing. I have only heard about the division of monks' realms before, and I have no intuitive experience at all..."
"Ah this..."
The corner of Zhao Zhuji's mouth twitched, and she held her forehead helplessly: "That is the pinnacle of today's cultivation world, and a truly powerful monk with great power. If there are no restrictions, he can destroy a country in an instant..."
After a pause, Zhao Zhuji pointed at Hong Butian and sighed: "For example, people like you don't need to deliberately target you, they can kill you if you show a little aura!
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Of course, I’m not much better. I don’t know if I’ll ever have the chance to touch the floor of Yuanying in my life..."
"Is it so powerful..."
Hong Butian's mouth was slightly open and his eyes were bright.
"Of course."
Zhao Zhuji spread her hands and said with a bit of pride: "My ancestor is a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage. Do you understand the gold content of the Holy Land?
But just listen to it and don’t take it seriously, lest it gives you, a little noob, an unrealistic fantasy.”
"That's a dream!"
Hong Butian was not struck. Instead, his eyes lit up and he clenched his fists: "That's the monk I want to be in my dream!"
"Aha?"
Zhao Zhuji's eyes widened: "Are you serious? Are you kidding me?"
"Who has time to tease you?"
Hong Butian frowned, glanced at Zhao Zhuji with a strange expression, and said unhappily: "Then others can become Nascent Soul monks, why can't I?"
Zhao Zhuji: "!!!"
"It's over, it's over, you are useless."
An expression of despair appeared on Zhao Zhuji's face. She sighed, clasped her hands together, and looked ashamed.
"My fault, my fault, it's because I didn't think things through, and allowed the greenhorn in the Qi Refining Stage to come into contact with areas that he shouldn't have access to, which created his delusion of being superior to others. My fault, my fault...
Master forgive me, Master bless me..."
"Hey, what are you mumbling about?"
Hong Butian frowned, clenched his fists, and snorted coldly: "Anyway, as long as I am still alive, I will always pursue the goal I want. As the saying goes, thirty years of Hedong cough cough... skip the following. p>
Anyway, just wait and see! I will definitely succeed!"
Zhao Zhuji still closed her eyes and prayed: "Sin, sin, sin..."
"Okay, you two, stop making trouble."
The Great Elder glanced at the two of them and sighed: "How about I ask you to help me take these books away?"
After a pause, the great elder looked at the two young men and explained faintly: "The sect collapsed and people ran away, but these books are still there. This is the true foundation of Yaowang Sect.
Generations of predecessors have passed down the firewood and the relay. If the roots are cut off here, even if everyone in the Yaowang Sect is still alive, and they build a beautiful sect in the future and hang the name of the Yaowang Sect, it will only be a veil.
A layer of skin.
In other words, it is just another sect that is relatively similar and happens to have the same name!
By then, Yaowang Sect will usher in its true demise.
On the contrary, even if we all pass away and are forgotten, this knowledge and spirit will still be there, and then future generations will carry it forward and inherit it no matter what form or name they use, that is the Yaowang Sect."
"Senior..."
Zhao Zhuji stared at the Great Elder in a daze, feeling a sense of pride and responsibility as a human race in his heart...
"What..."
Hong Butian turned his head away and whispered: "I think people are more important. Everything is good when people are alive. If people are gone, there will be nothing... Hiss!"
Hong Butian's eyes widened suddenly and he looked at the long sword across his neck: "Do whatever you want. If you have anything to say, please say it. Don't do anything."
"It was you who didn't speak properly first!"
Zhao Zhuji stared angrily and looked at Hong Butian: "Is that how you talk to seniors? You don't respect your elders at all!"
"Ah this..."
The corners of Hong Butian's mouth twitched: "But, he is disrespectful and bullies me all day long. He sings at the top of his lungs while I sleep and tortures me..."
"Ah?"
Zhao Zhuji was stunned for a moment and looked at the elder. The latter tilted his head with his hands behind his back, looking innocent: "Xiaotian, what are you talking about? Grandpa can't understand, ah, cough, cough, cough!"
"It's really a lie!"
Zhao Zhuji gritted her silver teeth and quickly comforted the elder: "Senior, don't worry, I will teach him a lesson right now!"
"Uh..."
The elder secretly caught a glimpse of Hong Butian looking at him with a face full of sorrow and anger, and quickly looked away: "Ah, cough, cough, no, no, ah, cough, cough, Xiaotian has this temper, I'm used to it, ah, cough, cough...
…”
Zhao Zhuji: "!!!"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious!"
Zhao Zhuji turned to look at Hong Butian with an indignant look on her face: "Look how angry you have made senior!"
Hong Butian: "..."
"Without the inheritance of knowledge and the exploration of our predecessors, it would be millions of times more difficult for us to enter the Tao!"
Zhao Zhuji said angrily: "Don't you even have a sense of identity as a human race?!"
"Stop scolding, stop scolding..."
Hong Butian lowered his head: "Wrong, wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"The mistake was in underestimating the old man's treacherousness..."
"Ah?"
"Uh, no, no, the mistake is that you shouldn't be disrespectful to the elderly and you shouldn't talk back randomly..."
"Then what should you do if you know you are wrong?!"
Hong Butian: "..."
Hong Butian took two steps back, removed his head from the sword, and turned towards the great elder.
"Old man, I was wrong..."
"Ah?"
"Old senior, forgive me!"
"Uh..."
Seeing Hong Butian gnashing his teeth, the elder coughed twice and changed the subject: "Okay, okay, I forgive you, um, let's pack these up quickly!"
"Okay, senior!"
"Oh..."
"..."
The Great Elder looked back at Yaowang Valley for the last time and sighed: "Let's go."
"Where are we going? Where else can we go?"
Hong Butian dragged his voice and spread his hands helplessly.
"I said I was coming to the Yaowang Sect, but now the Yaowang Sect is gone, where else can I go..."
Sighing, Hong Butian shook his head.
"I can only go home, start practicing Qi now, and then wait for the Five Elements Sect to find a way to get in when it recruits people again..."
Hong Butian said dejected words, but he was already making plans for the future: "Anyway, I will not give up and chase my dreams until my death."
"This guy..."
Zhao Zhuji was stunned for a moment and muttered: "I am surprisingly firm on this point..."
"Speaking of which..."
The great elder suddenly said coldly: "Is your sect's Taoist friend Kong Yuqing still well?"
"Ah?"
Zhao Zhuji pointed to herself in confusion: "Ask me? Who is it?"
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"Fellow Taoist Kong Yuqing."
The great elder repeated it.
"Uh..."
Zhao Zhuji tilted her head: "I don't know."
"Huh?"
The great elder was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said again: "Master Gu Jian?"
"Ah!"
Zhao Zhuji screamed and widened her eyes: "Do you still know the master?!"
"You are her disciple..."
The Great Elder nodded and sighed: "Yes, she was always walking in front of us at that time. I seemed to have heard about her promotion to Nascent Soul before I died...
But at that time, I had been studying a certain recipe and ignored the outside news..."
"That..."
Zhao Zhuji probed cautiously, and there seemed to be a bit of gossipy searching emotion deep in her eyes: "What is your relationship with Master?"
"That was many years ago..."
The great elder looked reminiscing.
"Oh, old friend!"
Zhao Zhuji's eyes widened.
"The practice world held a large-scale competition in the arena. She and I both participated in that competition and were assigned opponent positions..."
"Oh, the beginning of our relationship!"
Zhao Zhuji’s eyes are shining.
"Then I was beaten all over the floor and found teeth..."
"Oh...ah?"
Zhao Zhuji blinked and her expression froze: "Ah?"
"That's right."
The great elder said with a displeased look on his face: "I thought it was very unreasonable at the time. I'm a person who collects medicine and makes elixirs, so I was asked to fight with a swordsman. But in the end, I wasn't allowed to use poison. Isn't this targeting me?" p>
Zhao Zhuji: "..."
"So..."
The Great Elder snorted softly: "I'm too lazy to go to any cultivation world conference, let them play by themselves!"
"Isn't it just because I was beaten and autistic..."
Hong Butian murmured in a low voice: "It sounds like he is so powerful..."
"Oh, I don't want to argue with a brat like you."
The great elder raised his eyebrows: "Since Taoist friend Kong Yuqing is still here, it's easy to handle. We still have some friendship..."
"What friendship?"
Hong Butian opened his mouth and came: "Are you lying on the ground and blackmailing others?"
Great Elder: "..."
A few tic-tac-toe characters appeared on the head of the great elder: "That..."
"Senior, I understand!"
Zhao Zhuji nodded, put the long sword on Hong Buyian's neck, and said helplessly: "Can you organize your language again?"
"Ahem, the great elder has unparalleled magical powers! The great elder's magic power is boundless!"
Able to bend and stretch, Hong Bu Tian is a hero in the world!
"Okay, okay, don't look aggrieved."
The Great Elder looked at Hong Butian and said enigmatically: "What if I said, I can give you a chance to accept the test of Wuliang Sword Sect, and if you succeed, you can join Wuliang Sword Sect?"
"Huh?!"
Hong Butian was stunned for a moment, clenched his fists, then unclenched them, and said with a nonchalant look: "What are you thinking about? They are Jianmen, and I only know how to use a gun. Isn't this deliberately making myself uncomfortable?" "Hey, who told you that we all use swords there?"
Zhao Zhuji couldn't help but retort: "Don't be so ignorant, okay? Why is our place so limited?"
After a pause, Zhao Zhuji coughed twice: "At most, you call it a spear over there, but in our sect, it's a long sword... Just change the name to Fa..."
Hong Butian: "???"
"Can this be the case?!"
Hong Butian's eyes widened: "This, isn't this self-deception!"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Zhao Zhuji glanced furtively from side to side, then lowered his voice and said, "You found a practicing genius, but it turns out he is not suitable for using a sword. Should you give that genius away, or turn a blind eye and recruit him into the sect?"
?"
"Ah this..."
"Stop it, the great integration of the spiritual world is like this..."
Zhao Zhuji spread her hands: "We are all humans, please understand."
Hong Butian: "..."
"Okay!"
Hong Buyian's expression changed and he said firmly: "I'll go!"
"I agreed beforehand that if you fail the test and get kicked off, don't blame me."
The Great Elder shook his head: "I also promised to take you flying, but as a result, the sect became like this, so I had to help you find another way out...
Well, if you want to advance and retreat with the old man, it’s not impossible..."
"Okay!"
Hong Butian said firmly: "I'll go!"
"Hey, hey, I'm talking about advancing and retreating together!"
The great elder couldn't help but roared: "Don't filter out your words automatically!"
"Okay!"
Hong Butian is determined...
"Shut up!"
"Oh..."
"But there is one more thing..."
The Great Elder frowned and said: "Do you want to go back and tell your family? In addition to the alien affairs, Five Color City is not far from here..."
"This..."
Hong Butian was stunned for a moment. Before he could think more, his heart suddenly twitched, his brain roared, and he felt suffocated as if someone had strangled his neck. A terrifying aura enveloped everyone on the field!
"Nascent Soul!"
The great elder's eyes widened, his soul trembled, and he exclaimed: "Go quickly!"