"Um."

Qi Jing responded softly, feeling a bit complicated. He had forgotten many things, but he didn't expect that these monsters still remembered them and even lost their lives just for a few words he said.

Qi Jing asked him, "What is your connection with the Mo family?"

"After the war, the land was planned and the Mo family bought a mountain to open a jade mine. I was afraid they would dig around and find something underground, so I made an agreement with the Mo family not to dig anything in. But they broke their promise and came into the mountain and opened the entrance to the dragon's lair."

The weasel explained that he did not want to go against humans, but he had to protect the dragon's lair from being discovered.

After he sensed the dragon's breath, he hurriedly brought his tribe over. He didn't expect that it would be the owner of the dragon's lair, which caused such a big misunderstanding.

The weasel said, "Have I caused trouble for Lord Jing?"

"No, you did very well." Qi Jing touched his head and took out two talismans from his pocket. "The dragon energy below is very mature. You can take your people down to practice. If you encounter any danger, you can use the sound transmission talisman to notify me."

The weasel felt like he had been hit by a huge pie. He took the talisman paper and asked with wide eyes, "Can the Huang family really go to the Dragon Cave to practice?"

"Well, I will tell the Mo family that they will not go into the mountains again. If anyone goes into the mountains, you can go to the Mo family and they will deal with it."

The weasel nodded obediently, the huge surprise made him a little dazed.

The little fox was listening and felt aggrieved, "Master Jing~"

The coquettish voice made Qi Jing look over, "This is an opportunity for the Huang family, don't be greedy."

The little fox hung his head in grievance when he heard this. He also wanted such an opportunity, so why didn't he have it?

Qi Jing ignored him and continued to ask the weasel, "Are there still people offering sacrifices to you now?"

The weasel shook his head in disappointment. "People nowadays don't believe in it anymore. Only a few are enshrined, and most are passed down from generation to generation. But some of them are useless because they lack spiritual energy, and many cannot be sensed."

Qi Jing couldn't help but sigh, "I'll ask the Mo family to provide one more person. You take your clansmen back first, and come to the Mo family to find me in the evening."

"Thank you, Master Jing."

The weasel carefully collected the talisman paper and left. Qi Jing also wanted to leave, but was pulled back by Gu Zhou.

Gu Zhou said to the little fox, "Go back and report your safety first."

The little fox stared at him strangely, "Is there something you can't listen to?"

"You know, but you still don't leave."

Gu Zhou rolled his eyes at him and sent the little fox away before seriously asking Qi Jing, "Dragon lair, are those seven dragons on your body?"

"Yeah." Qi Jing simply found a big rock to sit on and slowly told Gu Zhou the story.

Qi Jing said, "Dragons are divine creatures. They leave dragon breath in the cave. You can just think of it as spiritual energy. It's pretty much the same thing anyway."

Gu Zhou nodded and asked, "What about Yuan Qi? What's the difference between it and Ling Qi?"

"Spiritual energy is nurtured by heaven and earth, while vital energy is the breath produced by cultivators after refining spiritual energy. To put it simply, spiritual energy comes from nature, while vital energy is taken from nature. From now on, both spiritual energy and vital energy will be referred to as vital energy, but small animals are still accustomed to calling them spiritual energy."

"Then why would Huang Xian guard the dragon cave for you?"

Qi Jing frowned, "More than three hundred years ago, I came to Pingzhou with the Qi family to do business. At that time, I accidentally saved a weasel. At that time, it already had a spirit and insisted on looking for me to repay its kindness.

I happened to be back at the dragon's lair and saw that the dragon's breath had settled and spawned some jade, though it wasn't yet fully mature. Spiritual energy was already scarce at the time, and I figured the jade would be useful once it formed, so I asked it to help watch over it for me.

Qi Jing bent his back with a somewhat dejected look on his face. "I just wanted it to help watch over me, but I didn't expect it to guard for so many years, and even bring the entire Huang family with it, and finally die in the end."

Hearing the guilt in Qi Jing's words, Gu Zhou patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't think so. Seventy years ago, our country was invaded. Although the Huang family was trying to keep their promise to you, they also drove away the enemy. You may not know this, but it's also written in history books."

"Ah?" Qi Jing really didn't know. He stared at Gu Zhou and asked, "What did you write?"

Gu Zhou didn't waste any words and took out his phone to search for it. "This is a version of the folk legend. It says that the army discovered a jade mine here and wanted to dig it up. No matter how many times they came, no matter how advanced the weapons they used, they were unsuccessful because of weasels. At that time, some people said that it was the mountain god showing his power, and many local people came to the mountain to pay tribute.

It’s just that too much time has passed, and the legend has gradually disappeared. Most young people don’t believe it anyway, but the elderly believe it more.”

Qi Jing looked carefully at the text records. Although there were no photos, he could feel that a lot of weasels had died.

Just as he was feeling depressed, Gu Zhou added, "And there are many rumors like this. When the enemy crossed the river, it rained heavily, and thunder directly split the bridge. There were also poison gas bombs fired, but a gust of wind blew them back. At that time, medical resources were scarce, and the wounded in some areas could recover after a good night's sleep."

Qi Jing didn't want to talk after listening to this, and turned his head away angrily, but Gu Zhou didn't stop.

Gu Zhou said, "When I was little, I heard my grandfather chatting with some friends. He said that during that time, there was a group of mysterious people who stopped the invading army and rescued people everywhere. My great-grandfather was also involved. Together with my second uncle, he organized merchants to transport supplies and dealt with that group of mysterious people."

Qi Jing was even more speechless. He whispered, "The mysterious group of people you mentioned are the Xuanmen."

Gu Zhou turned around suddenly, "Xuanmen?"

"Well, I had just returned to the Qi family for a few years when the war suddenly broke out. At that time, the Qi family was not in the capital, and the war came too quickly. I read my fortune and it turned out that although we could win, the war would be very serious, and many people in the Qi family would die."

Qi Jing lowered his head again as he spoke. "I found the people from the Xuanmen sect at the time and used Feng Shui to intervene. The Bai family was the one who saved them; they were born with this ability. Second Master led the rest of the Qi family to collect supplies, transport them, and evacuate and rescue people. I gave them amulets, but the war was too fierce. Many people in the Qi family died in those years. Only three of Second Master's generation, more than twenty in total, remain. They are not brothers, but the last three remaining bloodlines of the Qi family."

Qi Jing became more and more sad as he spoke, tears falling down his face. "It's my fault that I couldn't protect the descendants of the Qi family. I feel sorry for my eldest brother and for those who believed in me. I said I would keep them safe, but they still died. I couldn't even find all the bodies of many of them."

Listening to the restrained crying, Gu Zhou began to understand what Qi Jing had said at the family dinner that day. It was because so many people had died in the Qi family in those years and the bloodline had withered that Qi Jing cherished it so much and was unwilling to do anything too extreme.

Qi Jing really gave up on that last slap, feeling sad and conflicted.