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Chapter 37: A set of crazy magic stick techniques

Wei Shiqi and Qin Zhen returned to Tiandu Peak. They would stay for a few more days this time.

The Song brothers had sharp eyes and saw Wei Shiqi carrying back a bunch of "blood food" from a distance, and they immediately cheered. They had lacked meat and fish for more than a month. They only had porridge and vegetables every day, which was filling their mouths. They all faded away from the birds, and it was an unexpected surprise to have the opportunity to perform a tooth ceremony.

The senior brothers came forward warmly and took seven or eight pheasants from Wei Shiqi's hands. They asked him where they got them and if they wanted to try their luck in two days. .

Everyone pricked up their ears. Wei Shiqi half-truthed and half-falsely said that he was lucky. He met a lone wolf on Tiandu Peak. Chicken, I caught it easily. This was not entirely a perfunctory remark. The pheasant was caught by Qing Lang and he didn't put any effort into it.

Yue Zhilan decided to make a pot of chicken stewed rice. Everyone was very happy to hear it. Those who washed the rice and those who boiled the water helped each other. This was Xun Ye taking over from Qi Yunhe. The atmosphere that appears after the pulse is tacitly understood by each other. Yue Zhilan removed the feathers from the pheasant, disemboweled it, washed it, chopped the breast and leg meat, and cooked it with rice. The remaining chicken head, chicken feet, skeleton and offal were thrown into a small iron pot, and he added water to make a thick soup. Everyone got together, talked and laughed, and felt like they were from the same school.

Wei Shiqi looked at them coldly, feeling neither lucky nor superior. Some of the trial disciples in front of me are farmers with no clothes to cover their bodies and no food to eat, some are from official families and have good food and clothing, some are the children of merchants and are good at calculations, and some are scholars who have read poetry and books and often feel sad about autumn. Some of them are simple, some are smart, some are rude and stupid, and some are quite scheming, but no matter their background or character, there is no difference in their path to immortality. There is only one hurdle in front of them. They can cross it. The sea and sky are vast. But they can't cross it. They are still struggling in the mortal world.

An acquired turbidity among all living beings, practicing the incomplete Xiao Yue Gong, digging through six acupoints, forming a complete "tide of vitality", Wei Shiqi asked himself whether he was successful. ? In a sense, yes, from Laoya Ridge to Tiandu Peak, he worked hard and luckily seized the opportunity and took half a step forward, but what happened after that? How far can he go on this road? Fifty steps? One hundred steps? Compared with them, how big is the difference?

No one can really see clearly the gains and losses, luck and misfortune.

Chicken rice is simmering in the big iron pot, and pheasant soup is simmering in the small iron pot. The aroma is overflowing. Outside the woodshed, the moonlight illuminates familiar and unfamiliar faces. Wei Shiqi quietly He retreated into the shadows, his mind filled with thoughts. He strolled to the Crescent Lake and looked up at the mist-shrouded Immortal Cloud Peak. That was where the inner disciples of the Immortal Capital devoted themselves to their cultivation. One day, he would set foot on the Immortal Cloud Peak and become one of them. What kind of opportunities will there be then?

The noise of fellow students came not far away, distant and ethereal, as if they came from another world. Those happy and unpleasant past events faded out of memory at this moment, leaving only a faint feeling.hurt. Wei Shiqi picked up a stone, threw it into the pool, and hummed in a low voice: "Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and green..."

Qin Zhen stood behind him silently, thinking, What kind of music is this? It’s so soft. I’ve never heard it before. Memories emerged from the bottom of her heart, and the past events were vivid in her mind. She tried to persuade herself not to think about it, but she couldn't control it. "The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, acquaintances are half scattered..." The words Wei Shiqi hummed didn't sound like words, and the music didn't sound like music. The meaning of the words was very shallow, but they touched the soft corners of his heart, stirring The dusty heartstrings made her feel like crying.

Qin Zhen couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what song is that?"

"...Li Ge, the song sung when saying goodbye."

"It sounds really good. Where did you learn it, senior brother?"

Wei Shiqi said confidently: "When I was a kid, I went to the town to sell animal skins and bones. I met a down-and-out scholar whose luggage was stolen. My father took pity on him and asked me to give him two steamed buns, so he taught me this song."

"Senior brother, can you teach me?"

Wei Shiqi. He laughed, remembering an old saying for no reason, if you want to know it, sleep with the master. He pinched Qin Zhen's chin affectionately and said, "Okay, I'll teach you."

The next day, Wei Shiqi started to pack his luggage. When his brother asked about it, he only said his plan for two days. Go into the mountains to practice and look for opportunities for breakthrough. When everything was ready, he went to Qiupao Valley to meet Xun Ye.

While passing by the autumn peach forest, he thought of the beautiful girl sitting among the branches eating peaches, feeling a little nostalgic and melancholy.

In the Qiutao Valley, in the thatched cottage under the crooked-neck tree, Wei Shiqi met Xunye. Qi Yunhe's shadow seemed to be shaking on his body.

Wei Shiqi met his master and reported his plan to him. Xun Ye was not surprised. For Qin Zhen, the trip to Guimenyuan was unnecessary. She had excellent qualifications and there was no need to take risks. But for Wei Shiqi, Guimenyuan was the best choice. Only by refining one's body during killings can one continue to break through the limits and achieve several legendary "golden bodies".

If you don’t break through in the killing, you will perish in the killing. The road to body refining has always been fought out from the pile of corpses.

Xun Ye thought about it again and again and passed Wei Shiqi an iron rod and a set of crazy magic stick techniques.

The iron rod is three feet long and one hand thick. Xun Ye used a piece of black iron left by Qi Yunhe to re-smelt it. It is extremely heavy, has pits on the surface, and looks quite ugly. The Crazy Demon Stick Technique was acquired from a body refiner of the Yunya Sect when he traveled around the world when he was young. Crazy Demon means "If you are not a crazy demon, you will not become a Buddha".

The Xiao Yue Gong and the Crazy Demon Stick were the secrets of the Yun Ya Sect back then.

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