Chapter 111 Mountain Viewing and Cultivation

It is more efficient to practice Qigong and Qi near Qinghe than elsewhere. In addition, he also needs to practice water control, which must be close to water.

At his current level of cultivation, one or two tanks of water can no longer meet his needs.

Besides, he has been practicing by the Qinghe River for so many years and has a very good understanding of the Qinghe River. For now, there is no more suitable place than this.

Although the outside world is wonderful, he still feels that now is not the time to go out.

That night, Wang Shen slept very peacefully, but some people stayed up all night.

In Wuyang County, the news that Lei Liang was killed and his head was chopped off spread like the wind.

"This is retribution. He deserves it and should have died long ago!"

"It's a good death for having done so many bad things!"

"If the Qinghe Gang disbands after he dies, then I don't have to pay back the money I owe the Qinghe Gang."

"You think so. After Lei Liang is dead, doesn't the Qinghe Gang still have the hall master and deacon?"

"Hey, I don't know which hero has done good things. Why doesn't he also take away those people?"

Wuyang County was in an uproar for a while. Some people clapped their hands and applauded, some people rushed to tell each other, and some people were plotting secretly to rob Lei Liang's inheritance.

Lei Liang has stayed in Wuyang County for twenty years. In these twenty years, he has plundered countless properties. These properties are very tempting.

When the lion is alive, it can frighten all kinds of beasts. Once it dies, many animals will rush to eat its meat.

Some people can no longer sit still.

In a manor,

"Dad, we have to take action as soon as possible!" Lu Boxi was eager to give it a try.

"What are you doing?" Lu Boxhi picked up the teacup at hand and took a sip of tea.

"Dad, why are you pretending to be confused at this time? Of course it's the treasure left by Lei Liang.

He is dead, but the gold and silver treasures he collected during his lifetime are still there, and the silver warehouse and granary in Wuyang County are still there. How can we just watch these things? " Lu Bo knew.

"In the Qinghe Gang, Jin Shuitang is in charge of business, and you, Uncle Li, are in charge of money."

"That was when Lei Liang was still alive. Now he is dead. If we just watch like this, then they will definitely take it all for themselves!"

"What do you think we should do?" Lu Zhao looked at his son.

"Dad, please come forward and talk to them. We don't want too much of what Lei Liang left behind. We will share it equally among you, Uncle Li, and Uncle Li."

Lu Zhao was silent for a while after hearing this.

"Let's take care of the gang leader's affairs first."

"Dad, Lei Liang has a bad reputation in Wuyang City now. If you still want to take care of his funeral, aren't you inviting scolding yourself?"

"Look at how anxious you are, sit down, be calm and keep your breath when things happen. How should you deal with big things in the future if you are in a panic?" Lu Zhao's face changed.

"Do you know where most of the gold and silver saved by the gang leader is?"

"It's in the silver warehouse. Is it possible that he still has a secret treasure house?" Lu Boxi was startled when he heard this.

"The gang leader secretly sends people to deliver a large amount of gold and silver to a place every year, and most of the time he personally escorts it."

"Where is it, dad?" Lu Boxhi asked hurriedly, how much gold and silver would he get?

"Mount Sumeru, Golden Summit Temple."

"What?" Lu Boxi was stunned after hearing this.

"This Wuyang County is a money bag for Jinding Temple. Lei Liang is the one in charge of the money bag. Now that Lei Liang is dead, no one knows whether Jinding Temple will send another person to replace him!"

"Jinding Temple is still nearly two thousand miles away from here. Can you stretch your hand that far? Besides, what are you doing with all the gold and silver in the land beyond?"

"Don't people in faraway lands need food, clothing, or medicinal materials? The farther away they are, the more money they need to maintain their transcendental life."

"What do you mean, dad?"

"Don't be anxious, wait and see, we won't do anything openly but we can do it secretly."

Lu Bo's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he nodded silently.

This night, Wuyang County seemed peaceful, but in some places it was indeed very lively.

In the dark night, the sword rises, the roommates fight, and blood flows all over the ground.

The next morning, the sun rose as usual, and Wang Shen began his day of practice.

His iron sand palm has been practiced to a perfect level, and next he plans to focus on practicing Qi, sword training and water control.

Start with sword practice first, or lay the foundation by practicing moves, one move at a time, meticulously. He is mastering the moves and the technique of exerting force.

With the experience of practicing the Splitting Muscles and Crossing Bones hand, he was also going to practice the Formation-Breaking Sword in a similar way.

Although they are different techniques, they are similar in principle.

Moves, strength, and true energy are developed step by step from the outside to the inside, from shallow to deep.

Practicing the Formation-Breaking Knife at least three hundred times a day was his recent plan.

As for drawing a sword ten thousand times a day, Wang Shen, who is almost a crazy practitioner, is not ready to try it yet.

In the afternoon, he went to the mountains and came to the Mountain God Cave.

The wooden door outside the cave was half open. When I opened the door, everything inside was as before.

It's just that He Zhongshuo, who once inherited the mountain god's inheritance, can never come back. He was once a disciple of Lei Liang and was loyal, but he didn't expect to be plotted by Lei Liang. His luck was taken away, his family was killed, and he got the inheritance of the mountain god by chance.

After all, his energy is not exhausted, and it is God’s will to finally kill Lei Liang, right?

Poor people too!

Wang Shen's eyes fell on the big word "山" on the stone wall at the end of the cave.

The more he looked at that word, the more he felt that it was not a word, but a mountain. There was a true meaning and a mystery in that word. Wang Shen stood there and stared at that word for a long time.

"Shenxuan, Shenxuan, there is mystery in this word!" Wang Shen whispered to himself.

"The mountain god who wrote this word must be a great person. His cultivation should be above that of Shenxuan. He might be a first-class heavenly being." Wang Shen suddenly thought of the crystal clear, jade-like body. of skeletons.

"Could it be the skeleton left by the mountain god? If that's the case, would a person with such a level of cultivation be incapable of surviving life and death?"

For a moment, Wang Shen thought a little too far.

"From now on, this will be a place without an owner. You can come here often."

He came to the small cave at the end of the Mountain God Cave, entered along the passage, and moved forward along the winding passage. He marked the road and stopped walking.

After several forks and a dead end, I turned back.

Suddenly, the vision suddenly became spacious, and an empty cave appeared in front of him. There was also the sound of rushing water, and a clear message passed through the mountain.

"What does this smell like?"

Wang Shen smelled a foul stench, as if a piece of meat had rotted for a long time.

The stench came from a pile of rocks. When he walked in and took a look, what he saw was a piece of incomplete fur. There were bones inside the fur, and there were some pieces of meat attached to the bones.

"This is the body of the mountain demon. Where is the meat in his body? Are there any other beasts in this cave?" Wang Shen looked around.

He looked carefully again, and a somewhat horrifying idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Could this have been eaten by He Zhongshuo, right? He has done whatever it takes to get revenge and has gone completely crazy?" Hiss, he suddenly took a deep breath of cold air.

"Fortunately, he is already dead, otherwise he might have done something crazy!"

It was already dark when Wang Shen came out of the cave. He did not stay in the mountain for the night, but returned to his residence at the foot of the mountain.

As expected, the black snake was still there waiting for him, having already prepared a fish for him.

One pot of fish, one pot of rice, and one bowl of wine.

One person and one snake, there is quite a tacit understanding.

"I have to change my taste after always eating fish. Tomorrow I will go to the town to buy something and get something else to eat." Wang Shen said to Black Snake with a smile.

After dinner, as soon as it got dark, Wang Shen sat quietly and looked at the mountain peaks not far away.

Under the cold moonlight, the mountains looked thicker and thicker, like giants standing there.

Wang Shen looked at the mountain, but the word "mountain" came to his mind.

There seems to be some connection between the mountain in front of me and the mountain in my mind.

The black snake coiled quietly aside, accompanying Wang Shen.

Until late at night, a night owl's cry woke Wang Shen up from his trance.

sleep!

He returned to the house to sleep. Black Snake raised his head and looked at him, then lay down again.

The next day, after Wang Shen finished practicing his sword, he went to a nearby town to buy some food. People in the town are still discussing Lei Liang.

"That kind of person should have died long ago!"

"Who says it's not true? Pretending to be a water monster scares me so much that I don't even dare to go fishing in the river."

"I heard that some people have gone into the river and fished out gold from the river."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true."

"So there is really a treasure in Qinghe? I will try it tomorrow too."

Wang Shen was slightly startled when he heard the conversation of these people.

"It would be very lively if everyone went to the Qinghe River to salvage treasures. I hope it won't affect my practice."

Wang Shen bought some meat and vegetables from the town and returned to his residence, including chicken, pork, stir-fried vegetables, white rice, and wine.

"Come and try my craftsmanship." Wang Shen said to Black Snake with a smile.

"Snakes also eat vegetables. I remember that you have a similar species called a cauliflower snake. Does it like to eat cauliflower?" Wang Shen joked.

Before eating, the black snake actually started drinking.

"Hey, you have to eat something to cushion your stomach before drinking, otherwise you will get drunk easily." Wang Shen said as he picked up the wine bowl, touched it with the black snake, and then drank it all.

Black Snake raised his head and glanced at Wang Shen, then lowered his head and took a sip.

From this day on, Wang Shen traveled between his residence and the temple on that mountain every day.

At the beginning, he was just alone, practicing his body skills while traveling. Later, he felt that doing so was a bit monotonous and he could not waste this opportunity to practice, so he began to carry hundreds of kilograms of rocks to and from the mountains.

The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, but he walked very quickly even though he was carrying hundreds of kilograms of stones, and he would jump or take two steps from time to time.

(End of this chapter)

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