Chapter 111 The Second Young Master of the Wu Family (1/2)

The power of heavenly thunder is the most ferocious power of divine punishment in the world.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a being who can command it.

Lu Heng accidentally used the power of heavenly thunder to cast the foundation of enlightenment, and led the heavenly thunder into his body to practice.

Although he has embarked on a broad road that no one has ever walked before, it also means that how far this road can go can only be explored by Lu Heng himself.

For Lu Heng, his past practice experiences were only of reference value and could not provide him with detailed guidance.

Now that he had looked through Yunmen's secret book and the scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, Lu Heng suddenly came to his senses.

In the past, he fell into the error of empiricism and tried to use the ordinary demonic practice methods to deduce his own practice.

However, the power of the sky thunder is particularly ferocious, and Lu Heng's Dao foundation is also unusual. Trying to use the practice method of a demon cultivator to deduce his own practice is tantamount to carving a boat to find a sword.

Perhaps this is the real reason why he has been unable to break through and open the heavenly gate?

In the courtyard, Lu Heng was lost in thought, but his hands were inadvertently turning over the bamboo slips in his hands, as if he was still reading and deducing the method of storing Qi recorded on the bamboo slips.

However, in the past two hours, Lu Heng had personally confirmed that this method of storing Qi could not hide his Heavenly Thunder Daoji.

The Dao foundation he forged with the sky thunder cannot be hidden using the Qi-hiding technique of the humane monks - not even a trace of breath can be hidden.

But Lu Heng was not depressed.

Because on this bamboo slip, he saw an extremely mysterious technique.

Even though this secret technique could not be used by him, the exquisite method of concealing energy broadened his horizons and greatly inspired Lu Heng, making him suddenly wake up and understand what he was lacking.

His foundation for enlightenment is different from ordinary people. Whether it is the method of practice or the secret techniques he uses, he can only rely on himself to develop it.

It is too whimsical to rely on other people's secret skills.

And if you think about it carefully, since Lu Heng traveled to this world, all the secrets of power that he possesses all along the way are based on his own insights.

Whether it is thunder and calamity causing rain, or calamity clouds arising out of thin air, these are magical powers that Lu Heng realized alone. There has never been any record of such magical powers in the past.

Perhaps, he should learn more about other monks’ secret cultivation techniques.

If you can read a lot of books and broaden your horizons, you can also learn from the strengths of others, and maybe you can find your own way to reach the sky.

Of course, before that, you need to fully understand the scroll of bamboo slips in your hand.

The secret technique on this bamboo slip was extremely mysterious, and Lu Heng was greatly inspired.

Now, he is sitting quietly in the courtyard, holding a bamboo slip in his left hand and holding it empty in his right hand, but there is a faint light of lightning flowing between the palms of his fingers.

Although it is not a killing move to defeat the enemy, how powerful is the power of the thunder? Even an ordinary surge of lightning power can release a terrifying aura.

However, the power of thunder and lightning surging in Lu Heng's hand did not show any ferocious power. Even if the lightning flashed, it did not contain the slightest ominous aura. Its power was not even as powerful as ordinary wind and thunder.

If someone who didn't know the situation saw it, they would never think that the flashing light was actually a powerful thunder.

As the light on his fingertips flickered, Lu Heng was in a good mood.

Although he can only hide a little bit now, he has found the trick. If we continue to study in this direction, we may one day not only be able to perfectly hide our own Dao Foundation, but even the lightning we strike.

Of course, that may be a long time ago...

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In the secluded courtyard behind the Fire Temple, Lu Heng concentrated on practicing.

In the prosperous and bustling Fushan City, Huo Feng, carrying a bamboo basket on his back and a small Gu sculpture squatting on his shoulders, had arrived near the dock outside the city.

The bustling city of Fushan was even more prosperous than he had imagined.

Therefore, he was in a good mood after walking around the city for nearly a day.

Not to mention the little Gu carving named Gu Yan.

Although this little guy is more than sixty years old, his spiritual wisdom has not yet been awakened. The river god Gu Zhou did not dare to let him leave Pangjiang River. Even when Jiang Shen is busy and unable to accompany him, he will definitely arrange for two water tribe maids to follow him day and night.

So Gu Yan said he was a son, but in fact he was more like a pet he raised.

Because this ignorant little Gu Eagle has a simple and direct thinking, and is no different from a wild animal pet.

Although River God Gu Zhou is his mother, the little Gu Diao is closer to the two aquatic maids who are responsible for feeding and protecting him.

Although Lu Heng guided him into practicing cultivation, the little Gu Eagle gradually opened up his spiritual wisdom. It won't be long before he realizes the importance of the kinship between mother and child, and understands who is his most important relative.

But at least the little Gu Eagle now is just a slightly smarter beast, full of curiosity about everything in the world.

Although Huo Feng was also amazed by the liveliness of Fushan City, after all, he had traveled all over the country for many years and had seen a lot. Many things only made him marvel.

The little Gu Diao is different.

It was the first time he set foot in a human city, and it was still such a prosperous human city. Gu Yan was so excited that he couldn't help but flap his wings.

If Huo Feng hadn't had the foresight to tie one of Gu Yan's paws with a rope before going out, the excited little Gu Eagle might have flown away.

"Wow! Wow!"

On the crowded pier, the little Gu Eagle's excited cry was like a baby crying, attracting the attention of many people.

Most of the merchants coming and going would look at him curiously, and some sharp-eyed people even recognized Gu Yan's clan.

However, although the beasts are powerful, there are often people who can control and enslave them.

Among the merchants coming and going in this port area, there are occasionally people who can drive the beasts that roam the wild, which can be called awe-inspiring.

Compared with those ferocious beasts, the little Gu eagle on Huo Feng's shoulder is not that special.

Although a man and an eagle walk on the dock, although it is eye-catching, it is only enough to make people look at it twice, which is not particularly rare.

In the crowd, Huo Feng looked around and stopped in front of one of the vendors from time to time to ask the price and choose raw fish.

This crowded dock is completely different from the deserted and empty appearance when they arrived last night.

The merchants coming and going, the porters busy loading and unloading, and all kinds of vendors make this place very lively.

Huo Feng is now in a fish market on the edge of the dock.

He has been walking around the city with Gu Yan for almost a day. Now that it is getting dark, he should prepare the ingredients and go back to prepare dinner for the Wolf God.

A few days ago, he sailed on the river. Due to the limited conditions, Huo Feng's cooking skills could not be fully utilized.

Now that he has finally moved into the human city, Huo Feng has been eager to try for a long time. He just needs to purchase raw materials and then show his skills tonight to let Xiao Ai and the Wolf God taste his true cooking level.

Huo Feng is eager to try, and Gu Yan, who is squatting on his shoulder, is looking around and curiously looking at the fish displayed by the vendors.

In the fish market, the fishy smell is very strong.

Ordinary people may not be able to stand this fishy smell, but for Gu Yan, this smell is no different from the fragrance of delicious food.

It flaps its wings excitedly, screaming, asking Huo Feng to buy him food.

Huo Feng was a little helpless, so he had to say, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, bear with it for a while, let's go home and eat."

He tried to calm down the excited Gu Yan.

There were so many people on the pier, how could he dare to let Gu Yan down? If they got separated, it would be difficult to report to the Wolf God.

While choosing raw fish, Huo Feng was a little exhausted while calming down the excited Gu Yan.

Is this how to take care of a child? Otherwise, I'd better not take this little guy out next time...

In order to save time, Huo Feng didn't bargain, and after picking up two fresh raw fish, he took the little Gu Diao out of the fish market.

While walking, he calmed down, "Okay, okay, let's go home now. I'll give it to you when we get back."

While Huo Feng was talking, he found that the little Gu Diao that had been screaming suddenly stopped moving.

Isn't it curious.

"Huh? Gu Yan?" Huo Feng tilted his head and glanced at the little Gu Diao on his shoulder, and found that the little Gu Diao was curiously staring at the river bank not far away.

On the river bank, a three-story ship is now approaching the shore.

White cloth is spread on the hull, and spirit flags are hanging high. It is clearly a ship for funerals.

After the ship docked at the shore, as soon as it stopped, the sound of horses neighing was heard.

On the ship, six knights in white mourning clothes came on horseback. They rode white horses directly from the deck to the shore, and then galloped towards the gate of Fushan City.

The knight running in the front kept shouting loudly.

"The second young master of the Wu family is going to the funeral! All the strangers, please disperse! Disperse!"

The dock was crowded with people, and it was a bit crowded even when walking.

However, the six knights in white actually rushed directly into the crowd, speeding up, and had no intention of stopping at all.

The neighing of the majestic white horse and the loud scolding of the knight in the front scared all the pedestrians on the road and hurriedly retreated to both sides, fearing that they would be hit by the galloping horses.

The six horses were as fast as meteors. If ordinary people were hit head-on, they would be doomed.

The originally bustling wharf road was instantly in turmoil because of the appearance of these six knights.

The road was already crowded. If people wanted to retreat, where could they hide? They could only squeeze towards the vendors on both sides.

Under the impact of the crowd, the small stalls originally placed on both sides of the road were instantly submerged by the crowd, and many things were blown away.

The vendor owner complained bitterly and shouted desperately in the crowd.

"Ouch! Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

However, the horses were coming here. Who dared to stop them on the road? People were all scared and fled everywhere, and the cries of these poor vendors were directly drowned out by the crowd.

The stalls were directly blown away, and the goods on them were scattered all over the ground and trampled by people.

Even if the stall owner wanted to stop them, he couldn't stop them at all. The crowd surged, and the stall owners shouted anxiously, but they could only try their best to grab the goods they could hold with their hands and retreat to the back, fearing that they would be squeezed by the crowd and trampled by the chaotic feet.

Huo Feng was standing at a relatively marginal position in the crowd, so when the crowd crowded in, he immediately took the little Gu Diao back, protecting the ingredients in the bamboo basket, and also saw the six knights galloping in the crowd.

In his eyes, the six knights were all extraordinary practitioners.

The two strongest among them were both middle-aged men with serious faces. One of them was burly and strong, and the other was thin and had a pointed face.

The two men galloped through the crowd with cold eyes, and did not look at the frightened crowd at all. It seemed that the ordinary people who were desperately retreating on the road were not even ants to them, and they disdained to look at them.

Huo Feng could clearly feel that even if his cultivation was intact, he would still be no match for these two people.

However, although these two middle-aged men have high cultivation, the one with the highest status in the cavalry is the youngest youth in the team.

His long black hair is tied behind him, swaying up and down with the Mercedes-Benz horse. With a face with a hint of dissolute smile, he is handsome and extraordinary. I am afraid that as long as he smiles, he can charm countless girls.

Although he is dressed in white, it is not mourning clothes, but shorts worn when wandering around. In this team where everyone is dressed in white mourning cloth, this young man who is not wearing hemp or mourning is somewhat out of place.

Hearing the fearful discussions of the people around him, Huo Feng realized that the young man in white was the second young master of the Wu family, Wu Zhiyuan.

Now that the old man of the Wu family has passed away, the second young master of the Wu family has rushed back to the funeral, hoping to catch up with the cremation ceremony tonight.

When the Wu family's cavalry passed the section where Huo Feng was, Wu Zhiyuan on horseback seemed to be aware of something and subconsciously looked at the roadside.

I saw an ordinary young man standing silently outside the crowd. He was dressed simply, wearing a bamboo hat, carrying a bamboo basket, and a strange little eagle squatting on his shoulder, now looking at him quietly.

——But there was no fear in his eyes, which was completely different from the group of vulgar people around him.

Wu Zhiyuan was a little curious, and took another look, only to find that the other party's sword, judging from the specifications and style, seemed to be... a disciple of Yunmen?

Wu Zhiyuan smiled, but didn't care. He waved his whip and rode towards the gate on his horse, quickly leaving the disciple of Yunmen far behind.

There was an undercurrent in Fushan City, and the Wu family was on stage, waiting for him, the protagonist, to take the stage.

A mere disciple of Yunmen, he might have had some interest in meeting him in the past, but now he was in no mood to pay attention to him.

Now he is full of ambition and excitement, and just wants to laugh out loud.

That old man is finally dead, this is simply the best news I have heard this year!

Hahahaha…

Wu Zhiyuan was in a good mood, and the speed of his horse increased a bit.

The crowded market road in front of him, people all retreated in panic, and gave way in the middle of the road in panic, not daring to block anything.

Such a vast world is waiting for him to roam freely.

How could he care about a mere disciple of Yunmen?

Wu Zhiyuan laughed loudly and gradually went away.

And in the market behind him that was gradually returning to calm, Huo Feng frowned behind the gradually dispersing crowd.

He had been quietly looking at the direction of the city gate, watching the six arrogant knights disappear from his sight, and then slowly retracted his sight.

If he remembered correctly, the old friend that Wolf God wanted to find was the Wu family of the second young master of the Wu family, right?

This Wu family, is it such a situation?

Huo Feng suddenly remembered the Wolf God's distressed sigh in the courtyard before.

Now thinking back, the Wolf God's sigh at that time seemed to contain endless helplessness.

"The situation of the Wu family is really a bit troublesome..."