Start Refining A Sect

Chapter 115 Returning to Chijian Peak Again

Real Ling Jian shook his head:

“No, I don’t mean Yu Wenxuan, I mean another disciple. That Wang Mu had great luck and was a Lei Xiu, and Ying Tianming died in his hands.”

The Elders seemed to be dreaming, and suddenly felt very unreal.

When did Feihongzong have such a genius, and why do we not know at all?

Ling Jian is truly humane:

“Accurately speaking, he is not a disciple of the Feihong Sect. He comes from another Sect. He was only annihilated by the enemy, so he took refuge in my Feihong Sect.”

Everyone suddenly realized that they couldn’t help but start to make up for it.

It must be a certain Sect genius, with great fortune and good fortune. After being destroyed by the enemy, he had no choice but to lie down and try his courage. He went to the Feihong Sect.

In the end, he showed his skills in the mysterious environment of the mountain and killed Ying Tianming in one fell swoop, and became the proud son of the earth-shattering heaven.

There was an Elder with a weird face:

“I’ll just say, how could Feihongzong have such a genius? It’s simply unreasonable.”

“It’s just that how could he go to Chijian Peak, that’s the place he shouldn’t go.”

“Oh, time is also fate, everything is destined.”

Everyone sighed.

…

Chijian Peak.

Shimizu Immortal Cave.

When Wang Mu returned to his hometown, he couldn’t help feeling a little excited.

Two years have passed.

Xiaotao Moyo was in his cardamom years, but now it is estimated to be slim, right?

He and Yu Wenxuan walked quickly to Qingshui Immortal Cave, but they didn’t see Xiao Tao, as if they were not on the mountain.

“Huh? Where’s the girl?”

Wang Mu searched inside and outside of Immortal Cave a few times, and found that Immortal Cave was cleaned up. There were also several medicine gardens outside Immortal Cave, which were planted with various herbs.

Yu Wenxuan walked over and found that these herbs were actually used for pill refining. She was surprised:

“We haven’t been in the past two years, Xiaotao seems to be learning pill refining?-look!”

Pointing to a scorched ground outside Immortal Cave.

There are traces of the pill furnace standing on it, and there are many charred and carbonized residues of herbs.

Wang Mu stared at this scene for a moment, and was immediately relieved.

What he fears most is that when he is away, Xiao Tao has six gods and no masters, and he can’t even take care of himself.

It turns out that she thinks too much. Even if she is not there, she can take good care of herself. Not only does she organize Immortal Cave in an orderly manner, but she also develops a hobby of her own.

And pill refining is not a hobby, but a real ability to settle down!

In the field of cultivation, the identity of the pill refining teacher is very noble.

According to legend, the emperor of Da’an prefers pill refining. Even in the imperial court, the pill refining division is also listed as a guest of honor by many princes.

“Xiaotao is wood Spiritual Roots. Wood Spiritual Roots have a natural affinity for medicinal materials, and they are great for pill refining.”

When Yu Wenxuan mentioned Xiao Tao, she also liked it very much, revealing the doting smile of Big Sister sister.

She is charming and beautiful.

At this time, the city was overwhelmed with a smile, the iceberg melted, and everything was radiant.

Wang Mu remembered that Xiaotao said before that she looked good when she smiled. She didn’t believe it before, but now she understands that the beautiful things in the world are often rare and precious, and not everyone can see this allure with a smile.

Breaking the iceberg in her heart and gaining her approval is no simpler than killing Ying Tianming and winning the top of the temple fair.

Thinking of this, Wang Mu showed a freehand smile.

Fortunately, I did both.

“It looks like Xiao Tao went down the mountain, let’s go find Grandpa first.” Yu Wenxuan suggested.

Wang Mu nodded:

“Alright, I’ll talk about it when Xiao Tao comes back.”

The two quickly walked towards the top of Chijian Peak.

On the top of the mountain, it is extremely cold all year round.

But with Wang Mu’s current Cultivation Base, there is no need to urge Spiritual Qi. After several reincarnations of his physical body, he has been able to withstand these severe colds, as if walking on the ground.

The two crossed the formation and came outside the small courtyard on the top of the mountain.

Yu Wenxuan knocked on the door knocker gently:

“grandfather?”

The voice fell, the breeze passed, and the two doors opened slowly.

In the center of the courtyard, Lotus Position sat an old man, with a sword on his knees, frowning, as if he had encountered some difficulties in cultivation.

Yu Wenxuan’s pretty face changed, and she lowered her voice:

“Let’s go into the house, don’t disturb Grandpa, his old man is approaching the Gold Core tribulation, and he is in the Insight’s final Heart’s Demon tribulation.”

Wang Mu nodded. Of course he knew that Heart’s Demon was the most terrifying calamity on the way to cultivation.

The two tiptoed, with their hands hanging down, walked cautiously through the courtyard.

Yu Wenxuan took Wang Mu to an antique study.

Wang Mu was a little surprised.

You should know that the study room has been a very private place since ancient times.

Especially for Yu Wenxuan, a woman with a deserted personality, like a snow lotus in Tianshan Mountains, her study is absolutely private, and she didn’t expect to bring herself to such a place.

Yu Wenxuan came to the study and smiled slightly at Wang Mu:

“Sit down, please. I’ll make a pot of tea.”

The attitude at the moment is different from the original one.

To be able to make such a lady of the sky make tea for herself, the own weight is no longer necessary.

Wang Mu waved his hand:

“No, I don’t know how to drink tea.”

It’s not polite, it’s just that he has never studied the tea ceremony in his past and present lives, and if he remembers correctly, Yu Wenxuan is proficient in the tea ceremony, she makes tea for herself, isn’t she playing the piano to the cows?

Yu Wenxuan went his own way, took the tea utensils, and wiped them.

“I don’t know how to go to school. I will go to Kyushu in the future. You have to know all of these. You may not know that those high-ranking officials and daughters of the Kyushu court met each other through these methods. You don’t like it, but you don’t know everything.”

When Wang Mu heard it, it made sense.

It is true that he is very strong now, but the communication between people is not entirely based on strength.

Hundred Thousand Mountains is a barren land, and the means of making friends is not to get acquainted with each other. In the eyes of those in Kyushu, it is a barbaric act.

After all, Kyushu has a long-standing cultural heritage, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, tea ceremony, Alchemy, and even medical divination, astrology, and various philosophical thoughts, all of which are part of its own heritage.

With strength alone, others dare not provoke you at best, but it does not mean that they are willing to associate with you.

But if you have the strength, knowledge, and knowledge, and if you are humorous, what reason do others have to hate you?

So it’s always good to learn more and read more.

“What you said makes sense.”

Wang Mu watched carefully from the side.

While making tea, Yu Wenxuan explained the essence of it to him.

Sometimes when it comes to meditation, nourishment, and inspirational allusions, there are many literati, scholars, and even world-famous university scholars in Kyushu.

“The Da’an dynasty has been standing for hundreds of millions of years, and never admires the superficial idea of ​​the supremacy of force. In fact, the Da’an dynasty has hundreds of civil and military officials, the number of civil servants is extremely large, and the influence of the court and even the entire Kyushu is not inferior to that of military officials.”