Chapter 1002 Leaving the Wuyun Sect

It changed the subject and said slowly: "You are too weak, just like your father, there is no hope for you to cultivate immortality. Don't have too many desires in your heart, just stay here.

Hearing this, Qian Wuhen shook his head suddenly: "Dad said that people who cultivate immortality will disappear, I will just follow my father to farm, and never yearn for any immortals."

After saying this, he showed a trace of fear in his eyes without any concealment, and he never had any scheming. The environment here is too clean, without any dirt in the world.

"It's right to listen to your father." The frog Taoist stood on his shoulders and hugged his arms, with a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes, "Let's not talk about this, tell you a story. "

"Okay! "

Xiao Wuhen picked up the hoe and started to turn the soil. The frog Taoist was talking beside him. Xiao Wuhen worked harder and harder, and became more and more excited.

It was just this hoe that made the frog Taoist look at it twice. It smelled like an old item...

It knew Chen Xun's character very well. He was stingy. If they were not his family, other people would not look at these things. It was said that they were the guys who made a living in the small realm.

While talking, the frog Taoist was multitasking. His eyes were slightly fixed. He took a deep look at that place. The direction of the waterfall.

After so many years, Chen Xun finally stopped treating it and Bai Ling as outsiders. As it thought about it, it began to brag again. The position of the mountain guardian beast should be a sure thing!

However, it was quite concerned about Xiao Wuhen. It knew that he was a body of acquired Taoist medicine. If he went outside alone, it would be a great opportunity to walk to the sky and he would not survive for a day.

But all the creatures in the Wuyun Sect knew it. They were all relatives... Even the ancient fierce beast came to recognize it as a relative. It was very safe.

It scared others and thought The ancient beast is not dangerous, it is a large wild beast.

As for immortals, Qian Wuhen has never seen one. He thinks that his relatives are all ordinary people like his father and can never see immortals.

The frog Taoist chatted with Xiao Wuhen for a long time. Under the moonlight, he also taught him a lot of conditioning techniques, emphasizing that he must not eat blood and flesh...

Qian Wuhen looked at the frog Taoist eagerly. He wanted to follow his father down the mountain to earn spirit stones to buy meat, but he didn't expect that he had a congenital problem.

He was also very well-behaved and obedient. , and always listened to advice, quietly stopped eating meat, wild vegetables and fruits are also very delicious.

Qian Wuhen understood his father's difficulties. He was weak since childhood, but he pulled himself up to this age alone. Even the frog Taoist said that your father has nothing to say about you...

Great!

Little Wuhen was deeply moved. He roasted sweet potatoes by the field and gave two to his uncle Frog, asking him to take them to his uncle Bai Ling, and the rest had to be kept for his father.

"Quack~, kid, I'm leaving. I'll see you another day."

The frog Taoist held a sweet potato bigger than his body in his palm. It was charred and still emitting heat. He walked and shouted, "Learn more from your father, so that you can travel the world in the future!"

"Uncle Frog, take care~~" Qian Wuhen smiled and waved, "I know. "

After one stick of incense, under the waterfall.

Chen Xun sat on the stone and ate the roasted sweet potatoes, and patted Qian Wuhen on the back of his head: "Oh, it tastes good, but the cooking skills are still a little behind your father."

"Dad, Uncle Frog came to tell me a lot of stories today."

"Oh?" Chen Xun smiled, "Tell your father some."

Beside the moonlight pond.

Chen Xun put one hand on Xiao Wuhen's shoulder, and the latter recounted the story to Chen Xun, making Chen Xun laugh. This Taoist frog can brag more than this Taoist...

Gradually, the night was deep.

Xiao Wuhen seemed tired, and fell asleep on Chen Xun's knees without any care. He was very sleepy since he was a child, and even though he grew up a lot, he was still the same, but he slept very peacefully.

Chen Xun's voice disappeared completely, he looked at Xiao Wuhen lying on his knees quietly, and silently revealed A smile, the wind here is very strong, and the waterfall is very noisy.

But he grew up here since he was a child, and he has long been accustomed to every sound and every flower and grass here.

Chen Xun gently took out a small quilt and covered him with it, and stopped practicing boxing, quietly watching him fall asleep peacefully.

...

Two years later.

Chen Xun put on a worn-out straw hat, carried pots and pans, and went down the mountain with Xiao Wuhen, who also carried a lot of things, such as sweet potatoes and wild vegetables.

"Aunt Chuzhen, my father and I are going down the mountain!"

"Aunt Huaqian, we can't take anything!! ”

“Uncle Bai Ling, there are enough wild vegetables. We can’t finish them all, we can’t finish them all...”

“Uncle Tai Gu, you are too big, like a mountain, hehe~~”

…

Qian Wuhen greeted people along the way, and his expression was very excited. There were so many relatives in their family that he could meet many people even if he walked a small mountain road.

There were also many small wild animals who came to see them off. The pure smile on Qian Wuhen’s face never stopped, but he didn’t see Uncle Tian Yun. He must have lost his way...

Qian Wuhen sighed in his heart. He actually liked Uncle Tian Yun very much. He felt that he had a very elegant temperament. He could tell a lot of truths when he looked at a blade of grass with him.

My father couldn’t say it!

But he often took me lost, and sometimes I took him home. He was a very interesting uncle.

Along the way, my father was taciturn and didn’t seem to have a good relationship with these relatives. I didn’t see them exchange a word, and Qian Wuhen didn’t dare to ask more.

My father actually looks quite majestic when he doesn't speak. Although I admire him very much in my heart, I am also afraid of him.

I remember that when I was young, because I was naughty and ran around, my father hung me in front of the thatched house at the door of my house and whipped me madly... It has become a shadow in his heart.

And this mountain road takes several months...

Chen Xun took Qian Wuhen to walk and stop, eat and sleep in the wind and rain, and finally walked out of the small mountain road of Wuyun Sect. Of course, the Yuzhu Mountains have not been walked out yet, but it will probably take decades to walk with the strength of the feet.

Qian Wuhen was secretly excited and kept his enthusiasm for all new things. He could look at an ancient tree for a long time and ask his father all kinds of questions.

However, Chen Xun was quite patient this time. No matter what kind of flowers, plants or trees, he could explain to Qian Wuhen for a long time, which made the latter exclaim again and again. For the first time, he felt that his father was so knowledgeable!

It was definitely not like what those relatives said, that my father was just a farmer, ordinary.

Another two years of spring and summer.

There was heavy snow on a wide road, pedestrians were hurrying on the road, and the carriages were very fast.

Two tiny figures gradually came from the hazy distance, one tall and one short. They were dressed very thickly, only revealing a pair of eyes, and walked slowly on this snowy road.

"Dad..."

"Hmm?"

"It's a bit cold."

"Come closer."

"Okay."

"Still cold?"

"Not cold anymore."

The short figure slowly raised his head, and the exposed eyes were smiling, feeling warm.

Suddenly, a piercing chill hit!

"This breath... I can't help it."

"It's just a creature in the Qi Refining Stage, but I didn't expect it to be swaggering in the market with a peerless treasure!"

"We want this child."

...

Several deep and cold voices lingered in the snow, containing an endless greed. They actually bumped into a great opportunity in the wilderness!

And there was no breath of strong people around, absolutely prosperous luck.

These voices did not reach the child's ears. He was just an ordinary person, without any spiritual consciousness, and had no defense. He simply followed his father.

Step...

The figure in the tattered straw hat slowly paused, and the pair of exposed narrow eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, and said calmly: "My friends, do you think your life is too long?"

The indifferent and easy-going voice drifted in the biting cold wind.

At this moment, countless ice crystals condensed, like peerless blades. They floated in the air, casting a pale shadow, giving people an endless chill, slowly falling from the boundless world...

At this moment!

The pupils of those deep figures shrank violently, and the previous arrogance was immediately frozen in fear.

At this moment, they felt an indescribable fission, as if the whole world was about to be frozen, making their souls and the origin of the immortal way tremble.

A strong and shocking sense of fear enveloped them, and just a peaceful word was enough to make them feel heartbroken!

Just when they were about to turn around and flee, they realized that it was too late...

Their bodies were cut uncontrollably, and they watched helplessly as their bodies, souls, and everything were slowly shredded by the falling ice crystals, but they could do nothing!

In just a blink of an eye, a faint smell of blood lingered in the flying snow.

The man in the shabby straw hat took the child's hand and continued on the road.

"Dad, did something happen?"

"No, maybe there are weak beasts looking for food."

"Oh oh."

The voices of the two gradually disappeared in the biting cold wind, and their figures were completely covered by the wind and snow, and they disappeared.

Not long after.

A thick blood-colored lake filled the original place, even the ice and snow could not cover it. One of them was a late-stage monk of Hedao who had been famous in a small place for a long time and had the appearance of a Mahayana Venerable.

In the end, he died tragically on this nameless road, and was then swallowed by a passing wild beast, and the traces disappeared completely.