Chapter 467 Early Winter
Chapter 467 Early Winter
In three years, he had mastered both secret techniques.
Especially the secret method of Thunder and Fire Tianshu. Wang Yu, who possesses two strange spiritual objects, the Black Demon Thunder and the Ice Chi Dan Flame, only needs to refine them for the second time and condense the seeds of thunder and fire in his sea of qi according to the requirements of the secret method.
Even if this secret method is complete, it is after all just an explosive secret method. Its power is closely related to the levels of the two spiritual objects. If it is deduced once in the future, it can be used to achieve the state of incarnation.
The Zhoutian Star Condensing Arrow Method is mainly used in conjunction with the Twelve Phases of Guanghan. It does not need to be practiced too deeply and can be used as an auxiliary secret method.
Only the Guixu Hidden Heaven Curse has a decent level.
And it is just right for him at this stage. After three years of meditation and the use of the Tianwu Daotai, he has already gotten started.
The state of being entangled by demonic flames is about to come to an end due to the continuous wear and tear of the Heart Sutra. Once his injuries are healed, Wang Yu can swallow many precious pills to quickly enhance his own strength.
Calculate the time and get ready.
In order to digest the fifth-level elixir as quickly as possible, he prepared a set of Feng Shui formations in advance to aid in its refining, and also set up a secret base outside the city.
He was preparing to use it for refining elixirs. The elixirs he refined would easily be morally condemned in Taihu Lake, so it was best to do it secretly.
In this way, several days passed.
The clear voice like a lark sounded in Wang Yu's ears again.
"Hey, why are you lying down again?"
The visitor was none other than Miss Dou Zhao from the Xishan Dou family. Ever since they had met by chance in the market three years ago, for some unknown reason, Miss Dou had determined that he was some "hidden master".
After the liquor shop opened, he would come here frequently.
I chatted with him while buying wine, and over time we became friends.
The kind of friend who is not yet mature enough~
Wang Yu has a high tolerance for this kind of disrespectful and mischievous little devil. Of course, people have double standards. If an ugly guy is spewing shit, he can play the suona on the spot.
Faced with the questioning, Wang Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at her.
"If you're not feeling well, what's wrong with getting some more sun?"
"You are quite strong, aren't you?"
“This is false.”
To be honest, the impact of the demonic flame has not completely subsided. It is conservatively estimated that it will take several months to half a year to ensure full recovery.
He lay there seemingly doing nothing, but in fact his mind was immersed in his body. He used his spiritual sense to carefully control everything in his body to ensure that there would be no mistakes in the process of refining his body with the magic flame.
Dou Zhao curled his lips, but did not continue talking, and turned his serious face back to normal.
"After today, I won't be able to come here often."
"It doesn't matter whether you come or not."
"Oops~"
The skill was broken in a second, Dou Zhao said angrily.
"Why are you like this? Actually, I have always wanted to ask you a question."
"explain."
"Have you ever met a mysterious old man who happened to give you something, such as a jade pendant, token, pendant, or something like that?"
At this point, Wang Yu finally understood why Dou Zhao always pestered him. Although he looked good, he looked skinny when they first met.
Like a dying person, no interaction should take place.
My physical appearance has gradually recovered in the past few years, and perhaps I have expressed some more emotions, but not much, just a little bit.
More of it is curiosity.
As for what Dou Zhao was talking about, Wang Yu already realized what it was. It was the token that Yin Gui gave him! According to him, it was something that could allow him to enter the forbidden area of the Dou family's ancestral tomb in Xishan.
Perhaps Dou Zhao had some sense of the token. After all, the Haixin Ring was just a storage space, not a place isolated from the world.
After thinking about it, Wang Yu took out the token.
"But this thing?"
"that's it!"
Dou Zhao's eyes lit up. She had not invited Wang Yu to dinner entirely out of kindness. What she had not said when she was arguing with the two maidservants was this blood connection.
This girl has already reached the eighth level of Qi training at such a young age. She should have a very good talent. This token is related to the Dou family's bloodline, and the fact that she can sense it also explains something.
Just as Wang Yu was thinking.
Dou Zhao was embarrassed and said, "Boss Wang, can you give me this token? Name your price."
"Not for sale."
"You won't sell it for any amount?"
"Ah."
Dou Zhao changed his mind and put the token down.
"Then can you tell Dou Zhao how you got this token? Don't tell me it was given to you by some mysterious old man!"
Wang Yu choked. He really wanted to respond with what Dou Zhao had just said, but the result was predicted. This girl was indeed cunning.
After thinking for a while he said.
"It was given by an old friend. I'm satisfied with this answer."
"--impossible!"
"Why is it impossible?"
Dou Zhao's handsome eyebrows wrinkled into a ball, and he stammered, "Anyway, this blood token is from eight hundred years ago. It was a personal item of my Dou family's ancestor. How could it be a gift from an old friend? Then you..."
Eight hundred years ago?
Wang Yu calculated in his mind that if he wanted to cross the Black Mountain Demon Land without a safe route map, he would at least need to build a foundation.
Yin Gui escaped from Taihu Lake to Chiyuan when he reached the peak of foundation building.
She is almost over a thousand years old now, and her talent is still very good. As for this Dou Zhao, Wang Yu suspects that she may be a descendant of the Yingui lineage.
With such a big generation gap...I accidentally became the little girl's great-uncle?
These thoughts flashed through Wang Yu's mind in a flash. In reality, Dou Zhao muttered to himself, and his eyes widened as he spoke until he was completely speechless.
Wang Yu laughed immediately. It was indeed fun to tease the little girl.
Compared with her age of eighteen or nineteen, not even twenty, a genius like Wang Yu who has never appeared in the world of cultivation is considered old.
"Then what about me?"
Dou Zhao was silent for a moment, then said absentmindedly.
"Then you are an old monster who is over a thousand years old?!"
"Well, that's not the case. I'm only 207-208 years old. I can't remember exactly. According to seniority, you have to call me Granduncle."
The sudden revelation was hard for Dou Zhao to accept.
But there are more doubts, such as why a monk who is just over 200 years old would have a friendship with an ancestor who is over a thousand years old, and it seems that the friendship is quite close.
It's a bit of a fantasy.
If she knew that Yingui called him Brother Wang, she would probably be even more incredulous. There is no need to say more about this. This time the shock to the little girl is already enough.
At this time, two maidservants came out carrying some wine.
"Miss, we have bought the things, let's go."
"Oh……"
Dou Zhao left in a daze, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Wang Yu was bored and just talked nonsense.
A few months later.
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Early winter.
The season of falling snow came suddenly. Passers-by breathed out white air, shrank their necks and rubbed their hands, and rushed into the liquor shop in a hurry.
Shouting loudly. "Brother Jiu, give me a pot of fireweed wine, the strongest one."
After calling him Jiu Ge and Jiu Ge many times, he became Jiu Ge, Lao Jiu, and Jiu Lao Shi.
Wang Yu didn't care about the name and said to the waiter in the store.
"Go buy some wine, and give the third brother an extra half pound."
"Hey, good."
Then he turned to the guest and said.
"Third brother, this winter is much colder than previous years."
"you do not say."
Having gotten half a pound of good wine for free, the smile on Third Brother's face became much more sincere. He glanced around with his small eyes and whispered as if he was telling some top-secret information.
"I heard that ever since the demon Chi Yuan invaded Lingxi Province again two years ago, there has been a war at Binghe Pass this year. It is said that some cultivators from Hanxue Peak are manipulating the weather.
"We are also within the affected area. I'm afraid many people in the shantytowns will freeze to death."
Even though he is just a mortal, living in a place like Shuiyun Xiandu, any well-off family can be exposed to some things in the cultivation world.
This is different from a remote place like Shihu City, where there are only a dozen or so Qi-cultivating cultivators in the entire city. As the capital of a state, this area is guarded by the Nascent Soul.
It is relatively easy to get in touch with news from the cultivation world. It is very likely that one of your relatives is a Qi-cultivating cultivator and works for someone's family. If you have sensitive ears, you will be able to hear a lot of news.
Wang Yu simply did not contact the cultivators from Taihu Lake.
The news is relatively closed.
After all, he has pure demonic energy, and once it is exposed, he will definitely be in trouble. It is a different feeling to hear it from these "little smart people".
Some major events cannot be covered up.
For example, the Nilingxue Sect and Huangquan Temple took the lead and went straight into the Taihu Spirit Realm from Heishan Pass.
The northernmost [Tianlingzhou] of Leihuo Temple, the easternmost [Lingxizhou] of Jianzong, and the southernmost [Zehuzhou] of Biyun Sect.
These three states are the front lines of the demonic invasion.
The situation has now become a mess. The Hehuan Demon Sect has been confronting the main force of the Leihuo Temple and has been attacking the "Demon Sealed Land" in the Black Mountain Demon Land.
It can be seen that the heart of releasing the ancient demon is not dead. In this regard, Hegui Valley in the inland area of Taihu Lake has also sent reinforcements to assist.
After all, the Black Mountain battlefield and the Three States are too close, and it is easy to form alliances and achieve major strategic results, so we have to be on guard.
This is what happened in the last two years.
The intensity of the war gradually escalated, and the casualty rate soared. The battle at Glacier Pass was the most intense this year, with the Mingshan Sect, some disciples of the Liantian Demon Sect, and the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Hanxue Peak responsible for the attack.
The Biyun Sect and the Lieyang Sect were responsible for the defense and the fighting was very fierce.
Nowadays, weather tactics are even used.
Wang Yu could even guess that this should be the work of Fairy Bingpo or Old Man Lanxin. Taihu Lake prides itself on justice and nobility, and if the temperature continues to drop, a large number of mortals will be frozen to death.
The righteous sect must be taken care of, and the population of Taihu Lake is large.
Once you get to the bottom of it, a large number of manpower will be involved. This is a naked conspiracy.
The demon cultivators have plenty of ways to deal with these "gentlemen" who stand on the moral high ground. The previous attack was just a test.
To see if the old rival has become vulnerable due to recuperation in peacetime, and if it is found that the strength is still very high, it is natural to use these conspiracies and tricks.
Chatted with the third brother for a while.
Wang Yu was also quite emotional, but it was impossible for him to join the war. The healing work would be completed in a few days, and he would need a lot of time to digest the resources accumulated over the years.
It’s still far from being able to go out and have fun.
After seeing off several waves of guests, it was getting dark.
Wang Yu then gave the order.
"It's almost time for today. Let's all go back early. It's expected to snow again tonight."
"Hey, okay, Brother Nine."
"Um...Boss, can you advance me this month's wages? We've been burning a lot of charcoal these days."
"can."
Wang Yu agreed readily. He didn't rely on this for a living. In the past three years, many people on this street came to him to borrow money.
Some of them failed in business and sold their shops to Wang Yu.
Some were unable to make ends meet, so Wang Yu would help whenever he could within his ability. As a result, he gained a very good reputation and received many gifts during festivals.
It also gave me a whole new understanding of life.
After the waiters left one after another, Wang Yu was about to close the door and go home when he suddenly heard a timid and childish voice from the side.
"Uncle, can you give those things you put on the table to Nannan?"
Wang Yu was stunned when he heard this.
He found a little girl in old clothes squatting under the eaves, with messy hair and looking dirty. She was staring at some leftovers he had not finished eating and swallowing her saliva.
Unless necessary, he seldom used his spiritual sense to sense the surrounding situation at any time. After all, his spiritual sense could easily be discovered to be abnormal by other Nascent Souls in Shuiyun Xiandu.
Since he was disguised as a mortal, Wang Yu did many things by himself. He really treated himself as a mortal and was negligent for a while.
He immediately squatted down and touched the little girl's head.
"The food is cold. It will make your stomach uncomfortable if you eat it. Uncle has other food here. Can you wait a little longer?"
"Yes, Nannan is here, thank you uncle."
"fine."
Wang Yu used his spiritual sense for the first time in a long time and quickly steamed a few buns and egg custard, and cut a small plate of braised beef.
"Come in and eat."
As the little girl sat at the square table and began to eat voraciously, Wang Yu also felt hungry and smiled.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
"Um……"
Wang Yu waited until the time when she was hungriest had passed, then asked, "Little sister, where are your family members? Why are you squatting in the corner by yourself?"
She suddenly realized and covered her face with her hands.
"Mother went to buy black stones. She asked me to wait here for a while."
Wang Yu: “…When did it happen?”
"When the sun comes up."
The child's voice was childish, but Wang Yu felt something was wrong.
Waiting till now in the morning? No wonder I’m hungry!
Immediately, his spiritual consciousness turned into a thread and rushed towards several nearby shops selling charcoal. When he passed by a dark alley, his face froze.
Russian qing.
In the alley, Wang Yu stood in front of the body of the middle-aged woman and found that she had been dead for some time. There were no external injuries and no signs of freezing to death.
Instead, the soul dissipated completely, which seemed like the method used by a cultivator.
But how is it possible that a mortal could be killed by a monk in the time it takes to buy some charcoal?
That night, Wang Yu took the little girl in for the night.
The next day, the child's father came to the door. After the child thanked him, he sent the child home and went out to inquire about the situation of several nearby coal shops yesterday.
You know what, there is a real problem.
The owner of the next-door shop owns a three-story building that sells tea. He has a good relationship with Wang Yu and often drinks with him. He listened to him asking about what happened yesterday.
The chatterbox opened immediately.
“Brother Wang, you’re right. Yesterday, a group of disciples from the Biyun Sect delivered new charcoal. I was standing on the third floor and saw it clearly.
"A woman was trying to buy new charcoal, but she accidentally bumped into the monk. The monk flew into a rage, not only did she not buy the charcoal, but she also offended the monk.
"I don't know what happened afterwards, but the woman didn't end up well anyway."
(End of this chapter)