Wen Jingge looked carefully at the ring on her finger, feeling a little reluctant. She looked at Lu Wei and asked, "Do you still remember where your old home was?"
"Are you going to take me home?" Although Lu Wei felt that Wen Jingge wouldn't be so kind, he still asked.
"Since he's the White Deer War God, he must be quite wealthy!"
Lu Wei: ...
"You've wiped out the White Deer clan, so nobody should want those spirit stones and gold, right?"
Lu Wei: ...
"Tonight I'll have Liang Si go to the library to look for maps from ten thousand years ago or something. Xuan Yun Sect was founded by the last god, so they should have these kinds of things."
Lu Wei: ...
"Don't look at me like that! Look at the formation! Quickly!" Wen Jingge lifted him into the sky. "Quickly check if there are any mistakes. Last time I changed the incomplete Heavenly Net formation and ended up blowing the mountain into two. I still need this Ten Thousand Zhang Peak. Just check if it's within the range I drew."
Lu Wei felt a sense of powerlessness throughout his body. Fortunately, he was born ten thousand years too early. If he had encountered someone like Wen Jinge ten thousand years later, he would probably have been driven to death by Wen Jinge's talent before he even had a chance to draw his sword.
However, he smiled.
Because he remembered that Wen Jingge was surviving thanks to what was in her mind.
"Look!" Wen Jingge's fist had already landed on his head. Even though it was Qiao Yu's body, he felt pain and a sense of fear rose in his heart, as if he had been influenced by Qiao Yu.
"We won't blast the mountain; it's just that the area is a bit larger than yours, extending horizontally from your original area to Beizhulin."
“Horizontal.” Wen Jingge gestured, estimating in her mind, “That’s not much. We can just go find Fan Zifan and steal another mountain of herbs, that will be enough.”
Lu Wei: "Could you please stop using such despicable and petty language?"
"Alright!" Wen Jingge nodded, leaped down, and after setting up the array core, quickly led Lu Wei away from the scene. "Then let's call it 'Take it'!"
The two had just reached the outer edge of Wanzhang Peak when they heard a loud "boom," and a cloud of dust rose into the sky above Wanzhang Peak. When they turned around, a pit appeared.
"It's a pity about the ring. You're right, I can't just be good at talisman cultivation and magic cultivation. I need to pick up artifact cultivation again as soon as possible. Maybe I'll learn other skills because I need them."
Lu Wei: "When did I say that?"
"It can only be understood intuitively, not explained in words. You old fogies always make your disciples guess what I mean." Wen Jingge stepped on Gouchen, while Moying carried Lu Wei. The two arrived at a spring. "I'm different. I'm straightforward, but my disciples always overthink things."
"Master, Master." Yang Wennan stood naked in the spring, and upon seeing that it was Wen Jingge, he quickly covered himself and hid behind a rock. "Second, Second Senior Brother..."
"Hahaha." Wen Jingge couldn't help but laugh, patting Qiao Yu's shoulder, "Bajie, you're so cute."
"Master..." Yang Wennan saw that Qiao Yu dared to glare at his master. He was also present when the seal was performed, so he thought that the person in front of him must be a demon.
People with demonic beings residing within their bodies are generally not tolerated in major sects, and in severe cases, they are even executed on the spot. However, in that situation, Wen Jingge forcibly stuffed the demon back into Qiao Yu's body. Yang Wennan didn't understand why he did this. His master didn't care about the demonic identity, and many people in the sect had witnessed the whole thing on the recording stone, but to this day, no one has dared to go up Ten Thousand Zhang Peak to question him.
When Yang Wennan sealed the demon, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Now, seeing this demon occupying the body of his fellow disciple, his heart was filled with even more apprehension.
Lu Wei didn't understand what Wen Jingge was laughing at, but suddenly realized that the words "Second Senior Brother" probably weren't a good term for Wen Jingge. "Just call him Senior Brother Qiao!"
"You're not!" Yang Wennan crouched underwater, holding a sword warily in his hand.
Wen Jingge suddenly leaped into the air, tilting her head slightly. "What? I'm wearing pants! I haven't taken them all off, why are you hiding!"
Yang Wennan's face turned as red as a ripe shrimp. He hugged his legs and sat completely in the water. "Master, Master... please, please have some self-respect."
"..." Wen Jingge rolled her eyes speechlessly.
Are all the men in this world on the wrong medicine?
One by one!
She took a deep breath. "Is there a formation called the South-to-North Water Diversion Project?"
Lu Wei: What tricks is this woman trying to pull this time?
"No." He looked coldly at Wen Jingge, who seemed to be flirting with his disciple. "Are you sure you're not coming down? That kid will suffocate."
"Let him think whatever he wants, I can't exactly crawl into his head! Don't bother me, I'm thinking about how to set up the formation."
I've heard of grafting.
"Transplanting flowers into trees?" Wen Jingge's eyes lit up.
Lu Wei saw the demonic shadow floating beside him slide down to his feet, and he was pulled to follow Wen Jingge. "This sword is a demonic sword, so why does it listen to you? You don't have any demonic energy on you, and besides, because of that thing in your head, no demon dares to corrupt your thoughts."
“It’s possible that I made it!” Wen Jinge replied casually, and seeing that he didn’t believe her, she added, “To be honest, I don’t believe it myself either. When I saw it in the illusion, I thought of Gou Chen. I thought Gou Chen was also a demon sword. I only found out from Ai Fengling that Gou Chen just emits purple light.”
"There was an aura of immortality when you set up the formation."
Wen Jingge frowned, thinking that the founder of Xuanyun Sect was the last god in the world. From then on, there were no gods or immortals in the world. Why did gods and immortals disappear?
Is there a difference between gods and immortals?
"Gods were born naturally in the past, while immortals were cultivated later."
"Where did the God of War of the White Deer Clan come from?"
Lu Wei's eyes were filled with desolation. He didn't want to say it, but the way he looked at Wen Jinge didn't seem to be mocking him: "I am an orphan. My biological parents are unknown, so I can be called the God of War."
"So after you destroyed the White Deer, you burned all of its books?"
"I never woke up covered in blood. The White Deer clan had been slaughtered, and I vaguely remember that it was my doing."
“…Oh.” Wen Jingge shrugged. “Oh God! This is a sad story! Buddy! You have to move on—”
Before Wen Jingge could finish speaking, Lu Wei covered her eyes, saying, "Don't look."
Yuan Qingling was very embarrassed, really embarrassed. He hadn't taken any pills since he arrived at Wanzhang Peak because Liang Si said they were useless for cultivation. Besides, Wen Jinge had said he would pay for the pills himself, which made it clear that he didn't want him to take any more.
He was already nearing seventy, which resulted in the gradual shedding of his disguises, layer by layer.
The first place affected was the area covered by his clothes. Recently, calluses have appeared on his neck. In order to avoid being seen by the people on the mountain, he had to find a secluded place to clean them. Coincidentally, he was standing naked in the water when he looked up and saw his master and second senior brother in the sky, with a clear view of him.
"Get dressed." Wen Jingge didn't refuse Lu Wei's offer. "Go with your senior brother Yang from upstream to Qinghong Peak to help your junior sister."
Yuan Qingling's mind was filled with thoughts of Shangyou, Senior Brother Yang, who had also been seen by Master...
Then he won't feel embarrassed.
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