On the fifth day of the 10th month of the 70th year of the Dagan Kangyuan period, at the time of Si, Yushan and Yulu.

Xu Wubing, who was lying on the bamboo couch, woke up slowly, but saw a beautiful face as bright as peach blossoms and as beautiful as bright as a cloud of light. He was standing two feet away, staring at him with a smile. He couldn't help but feel panic in his heart and wanted to sit up, but he felt a pain in his chest and had to lie down again...

"Brother Wujian... you finally woke up!... I was scared to death!... God bless you, you are finally fine!"

Seeing Xu Wubing staring at him with a surprised look, Murong Yan smiled even more, pouted a pink cherry mouth, and said with a crisp voice: "Brother Wubing, don't you recognize me? I am Xiaoyan..."

Xu Wubing had already had doubts in his heart. He always felt that his "virtuous brother" was not like a man's husband. After wiping the mud on his face in the heavy rain last night, a woman's face could be vaguely seen. But he was concerned about the safety of the two last night and had no time to care about him. Today, he saw Murong Yan recovering his daughter's face, and he suddenly heard Murong Yan's whispers at the girl's house. For a moment, Wubing was stunned on the spot and didn't know how to answer...

"So it's... Xiaoyan... Brother!" Xu Wubing coughed twice and replied in a low voice.

At this moment, an old voice sounded beside me:

"Even my faint eyes, I can see that, you are a wooden man! You also treat a phoenix as a rooster..."

Murong Yan smiled and said, "Brother Wujian, thanks to this old god, you have saved me!"

Xu Wubing hurriedly wanted to get up and salute, saying, "Thank you for your help!"

The old man fishing robe swayed slightly, and a thick true force came. Wujian was soft and could not use force, so he had to lie down. He heard the old man say, "I am most annoyed by the false customs in the world... I am not a god, but an old man in his twilight years. I farmed in the thatched hut, not seeking knowledge and gaining fame among the princes... Just call me 'Yu Lu Weng'."

Murong Yan said, "'Yu Lu Weng'... It sounds not nice, so I'd better call you grandpa... old fairy grandpa!"

Yu Lu Weng smiled and said, "You little girl, your mouth is very sweet!" He pointed at Xu Wubing and asked Murong Yan, "Where does your little husband get the evil spirit?"

Murong Yan blushed and wanted to speak, but she was not easy to talk, so she had to not turn around...

Xu Wubing hurriedly said, "You are the old god, who was suddenly attacked by a wolf demon. Fortunately, this pot was defeated by a dangerous situation. He was just greedy for the 'good wine' in the pot, and he swallowed it in one bite. However, after swallowing it, he felt so uncomfortable..." Wubing said while taking out the Jingxing pot from his arms.

"I don't know what the evil spirit said is, but I think it's related to this Jingxing Pot..." Wubing said again.

"What old gods and tender gods are! You can't call me 'Grandpa' like your little lady?" Yu Lu Weng walked to Wujian's side, took Jingxing pot and said angrily.

"Grandpa!" Murong Yan seemed happy and angry, and her face was flushed with shame...

Xu Wubing was grateful to Yu Lu Weng for saving his life, and he did not want to have any disobedience, so he had to shout: "Grandpa..."

"Hey!..." Yu Lu Weng responded long and laughed:

"If you talk about the age of the old Taoist, you will be more than enough to say 'grandfather'! Today, I am happy that you two good grandchildren are very good, very good!"

Yu Lu played with Jingxing pot for a moment, twisted his beard and said with a smile: "This pot is called 'Jingxing', which is used to refine demons and transform spirits. Unfortunately, over the years, most of the magic power has been covered with dust... Where did you get it?..."

Xu Wubing immediately told the Suzhou City that he encountered and told Yulu Weng again.

"Sure enough! What good things can you have in your hands if you are just a land? It's a pity that a good spiritual weapon will be named "two-star weapon". What a pity!" Yu Lu Weng sighed.

Murong Yan's eyes lit up and she said, "Grandpa, are you talking about the "Tianbao Directory" written by my Tianbao Pavilion? This Jingxing Pot is ranked as the "two-star instrument"?"

Yu Lu Weng said: "That's true! This "Tianbao List" has detailed records of all the artifacts in the world. Although there are some missing points, it is still a grand chapter... As for this Jingxing pot, if you get the master to cast the spell, you can return it as the name of the "Four-Star Spiritual Artifact". Today, with the cultivation of the old Taoist, you can only strive to make a "Three-Star Wonderful Artifact" with you..."

Xu Wubing seemed to understand what Yu Lu Weng said, so he had to bow and thank him: "Thank you... Grandpa God!"

Yu Lu Weng looked at Xu Wubing again and said:

“As for your body

The demonic aura on it is caused by the Jing Xing Po turning into a demon into a spirit and being swallowed by you... Now, you have inhaled the spiritual power of the white wolf monster for a hundred years into your body. If you operate it with the method, it can help you ascend your skills. However, if you breathe improperly, you can break through the eight extraordinary meridians. At the least, you will be disabled, and at the worst, you will lose your life!"

Murong Yan said anxiously: "Grandpa, grandpa! Then you are good people to the end, but you must save your brother Wujian!"

"Don't worry, little girl! Your lover... the old Taoist will save you! But..." Yu Lu's wife put Jing Xing pot in her arms and said with a smile:

"The old Taoist is in the lonely mountain. I ate your mandarin fish yesterday, and I still have a fragrance on my mouth. In the next few days, the old Taoist needs to teach him a set of breathing and breathing methods. If there is no delicious food and deliciousness, the old Taoist may be weak..."

Murong Yan didn't care about shame and responded hurriedly: "Grandpa Don't worry, my daughter has never liked to learn to snatch sticks since she was a child, but she has a lot of experience in cooking! These days, my grandfather's belly has been given to me! I dare not say all the delicacies and all the seafood flavors, but it will always satisfy my grandfather!"

Yu Lu Weng smiled long after stroking his beard, and he seemed to be quite happy. He said to Xu Wubing:

"The old Taoist ate a few fish of you. Today, I will pass on a set of wonderful cultivation methods of "Taiyi Kunlun Art" created by your family master. There are three techniques: one is the technique of self-cultivation and qi cultivation; the other is the technique of cultivation and return to the original state; and the third is the technique of cultivation and entry into the Tao. Today, the old Taoist will pass on your technique of self-cultivation. If you practice this technique thoroughly, it will not only transform away the demon spirit, but also strengthen the body and body..."

Wuyan was grateful inexplicably grateful and hurriedly bowed down to salute...

...

The sun and the moon in the mountains were like flying lightning. In just a flash, seven days passed.

During these seven days, Yulu Weng advised Xu Wubing to practice his internal skills every day. Although the "Taiyi Self-Cultivation Art" is only one method, there are many formulas and complex mental methods. Wubing has been studying since childhood and is smart. Even so, there are still many obscure and difficult to understand. Yulu Weng is quite impatient. Seeing that Wubing cannot fully understand the meaning of the formula, he asked him to just remember it and slowly understand it in the future...

Murong Yan was naturally not idle either. Yushan Yulu was still far away from the surrounding towns. Murong Yan had to go to the mountains every day to collect some wild fruits, coriander, and various mushrooms and mushrooms. Fortunately, Yulu Old Man also planted many fruits and vegetables next to the thatched hut. In addition, Yulu Old Man would occasionally go to the mountains to catch some pheasants and rabbits, or go to the stream to fish some mandarin fish and perch back, and handed them over to Murong Yan. Murong Yan used all his skills and worked in the kitchen and cooked endlessly. Finally, he made good dishes, which made Yulu Old Man applauded...

The Yulu Weng originally planned to teach Wudian's self-cultivation technique, but one day, it suddenly rose and passed on Wudian's sword technique, called "Yiqi Hunyuan Sword". Although there was only one move, the sword was divided into five forces. Yulu Weng only picked up a piece of dead branches and used the five sword techniques in circulation. Then he saw that the sword energy was as bright as rain, and his power was endless...

...

Seven days later, Yu Lu Weng called Xu Wubing and Murong Yan to the cottage. At this time, Xu Wubing, after practicing magical skills for several days, not only recovered from his injuries, but also walked as fast as a flight...

Yulu Weng said: "Flowers bloom forever, and people are hard to gather. The old Taoist needs to go out for a long time if he has something to do. Yulu... You two live as long as you want, and you stay as long as you want... In the future, if you are destined, we will meet again..."

When Xu Wubing and Murong Yan felt sad when they heard that Yu Lu was about to leave, and they couldn't help but shed tears...

Yu Lu took out the Jingxing pot from his arms. I don’t know how he used the method. At this time, the Jingxing pot had become green all over, and the body of the pot was even more shiny and clear, and the atmosphere was fresh. Yu Lu Lu handed the Jingxing pot to Wujian’s hand and said:

"The old Taoist has exhausted all his studies and can only return half of the magic power of this pot... In the future, if you are less than the "sex" monster, you can collect and refine this pot. However, remember that God has the virtue of being a virtuous person, and it is not easy to practice. If it is not important, you should not commit suicide! What's more, although the demon spirit is a great supplement, the human demon will have a special path. The spirits transformed in the pot should not be eaten too much... Otherwise, it will harm itself!"

Wuyan hurriedly clasped his fists and replied: "Grandpa of the immortal, I will remember Wuyan in this life!"

Murong Yan was about to come forward to speak, Yulu Old Man waved his hand, then left the thatched cottage, went down the soil slope, walked through the grassland, passed the water flow, and went further and further away, and finally disappeared...

From afar, the old and heroic voice of Yulu Weng came:

"In the future, I will teach you what you are doing in Kung Fu, and you must not mention it to outsiders... When you and I meet, you will be destined to be destined. If you and I meet, you will be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be

Xu Wubing and Murong Yan kept watching Yulu Weng go away, watching the old man's back in the morning light, just like that day, he was also lonely and gradually drifting away... Wubing felt sad and said to himself: "The old god saved my life and taught me internal strength,

But I am not allowed to call him a teacher... I have been here for many years, and I don’t know when I will meet again. The great kindness of the old god, how should I repay me in this life?..."

...

After Yulu Weng left, Murong Yan suddenly asked:

"Brother Wubian, you said, that day, were you the big white wolf you met in Tianbao Pavilion?"

Wuyan then tricked him into the cellar of Tianbao Pavilion Guiyuan by Murong Ji that day, and accidentally took out the Jingxing pot and collected the white wolf monster, and told Murong Yan about it.

During these seven days, Murong Yan told Wubing about his true identity and why he escaped from Murong's mansion. Therefore, Wubing dared not hide it. He also told Murong Yan how he injured Murong Ji.

Murong Yan sighed: "My fourth brother is naughty, and his father and elder brother are too doting. I have advised him several times. It's better to make him suffer some..."

Murong Yan changed the subject and said, "Brother Wudian, you have not yet practiced the 'Taiyi Self-Cultivation Art' and have nothing to do with it. So we will live in seclusion in the mountains in the past few days. You should practice well..."

Wuyan was very happy and immediately said yes. He thought to himself, "As long as you Xiaoyan is with me, I will stay in this mountain for a lifetime, but it is also the happiest thing!"

This thatched cottage is located in the belly of Yushan Mountain, and is surrounded by mountains, and there are few people around. Wujian and Murong Yan lived in seclusion in this Yushan Mountain thatched cottage...

During the day, if you are sick, you either go up the mountain to pick wild fruits and cook some wild game; or go into the water to catch fish, and get screws... Murong Yan washes and cooks delicious food. The two cook water and make tea, use tea instead of wine, and raise a glass to drink together. It's so good! At night, if you are sick, you are meditating and practicing, Murong Yan set up another small bed in the cottage and sleeps with clothes...

The two of them respect each other and talk about everything... One day, Murong Yan cleaned up the room and saw a black iron box in the disease-free package, and couldn't help but say:

"Brother without illness, what is this?"

Wubing saw it and suddenly remembered that the iron box was the day after the Taihu Monster Catching Conference. Outside the Suzhou City, Lao Huang hurried over and handed him a green cloth bag. Later, he opened the bag and saw an iron box wrapped in it, and there was nothing else. The iron box was very cleverly constructed, and it was black all over, but there was no key. No matter how hard he tried, he could never open it. He saw that the iron box was very strange, so he kept it by his side and never discarded it.

Wubing saw Murong Yan ask, and told her where the iron box came from, and finally said, "Yan'er, have you ever seen such a strange iron box in the world? I have used so many methods, but I can't open it. My second brother has brute force, and I am afraid that he will ruin it, so I dare not let him see it..."

Murong Yan smiled and said, "What's the difficulty? It's just a 'Xuan Ji' iron box..." After saying that, Murong Yan raised the black iron box, pulled out the shrapnel from the center of the bottom, twisted the motor spring, and heard the "dumb" sound of the iron box, and suddenly opened it.

Seeing this, Wuyan couldn't help but admire him. But Murong Yan didn't care and thought that in my Tianbao Pavilion, this was just some ordinary means. She took out the objects in the iron box and saw it as a book and a night pearl as big as a walnut.

Wuya held the book in his hand, and saw that the title of the book was written as "Guan Lu Qi Shu", and opened the book. He started and said: "The way of heaven often fills in the emptiness with reality, and uses emptiness to overcome the real. Therefore, the noble ones are young, and the poor are longevity. People are born, rich, noble, poor, and humble, good, evil, wise and foolish, how can they get from their appearance? Shun's eyes were heavy, and then he got Yao Chan, and he was cross-legged with his ears, and suddenly became hegemonic. All appearances were false, and all appearances were born from the heart, and the appearance was destroyed. The way of appearances must be investigated..."

When Wubing was young, he knew that Guan Lu was a great sage from ancient times and was proficient in the ways of looking at people. However, he had no interest in those skills of looking at people. However, seeing that night pearl was very rare, he said:

"Yan'er, I'll give you this night pearl..."

But Murong Yan had a special liking for the book "Guan Lu Qi Shu" and said, "Brother Wujian, please give me that photo book. My father, I have always loved this..."

Murong Yan took the book, but put the night pearl back into the iron box and handed it to Wujian.

...

Time flies, the sun and the moon pass by, and before I realize it, Wuya and Murong Yan are inseparable from the thatched cottage of Yushan Mountain. Every day and night, one month has passed...

Suddenly one day, a flying crane flew from the sky and fell into Murong Yan's hands.

Murong Yan unfolded the paper crane and saw what was written on the paper. Although she only talked about a few words, her face changed drastically...
Chapter completed!