Chapter 895: Fusong's Reincarnation

Beside the stream.

The young man's face was pale, and a ten-year-old girl was pounding herbs to treat his brother's wounds.

It didn't take long.

The young man woke up and saw a look of shock on his face when he saw the girl, "Ating...where are we? Are we dead?"

"Brother, we are still alive. It was that uncle who saved us."

Ji Wenting pointed at the bearded man in the distance.

"who is he?"

Ji Wenshan frowned and stretched his left hand to his waist as a habit, but could not find the handle of the knife, "Little sister, where is this person from and why does he want to save us?"

While speaking, the young man looked at his chest.

He clearly remembered that he was pierced through the heart with a long sword. Even if the palace doctor took action, he could not save his life, let alone a few herbs?

"I don't know either," the girl shook her head, "I just heard uncle call you junior brother."

Junior brother?

Ji Wenshan was a little confused.

He had never been a disciple before. Since the death of his family, he had been hiding deep in the mountains and forests, accompanying bandits every day. How could he have a senior brother appear out of thin air?

While he was thinking, the bearded man turned around and looked over.

He took one step and came to the two of them as if teleporting.

"Immortal?"

Ji Wenshan took a breath of cold air.

The big man with the beard is hundreds of feet away from here, ten miles in one step, something only the legendary immortals can do.

Ji Wenting's eyes widened as well, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"You two are still mortals now. Logically speaking, poor Taoists should not interfere in mortal affairs," Lan Chonghe looked at the two of them, "But Master issued an order, ordering me to accept a disciple on behalf of the master, and take you into his sect. I have to get involved in some causes and effects!”

"I'm a poor fellow, Lan Chonghe, you can call me senior brother."

"Elder brother..."

Ji Wenshan looked confused.

Immortal, do you want to accept him as your disciple?

"Boy, do you know how lucky you are," Lan Chonghe smiled slightly, "Looking at all the worlds, Master is also a being who stands at the pinnacle of immortality. There are hundreds of thousands of disciples in the teaching, but no one can become Master. Dharma Eye."

"I really don't know what kind of virtue you accumulated in your previous life to be able to become a disciple of Master?"

"Immortal, are you very powerful?" Ji Wenting couldn't help but ask.

"That depends on how you judge!"

Lan Chonghe smiled and said, "At least I can destroy the entire realm below my feet in one day."

As he spoke, the big man with beard waved his palm.

The mountain beneath their feet trembled violently, the mountain wall broke and flew towards the sky. In the shocked eyes of Ji Wenshan's brother and sister, the mountain hung in the air, even higher than the clouds.

The brother and sister looked at the sky and could vaguely see the capital of Xian Kingdom.

"Immortal...immortal..."

Ji Wenshan's eyes were blazing, and he quickly knelt down and said, "I beg you to teach me the immortal method. This junior has a blood feud. If you can't avenge me, your life will be in vain."

"Mortal matters can only be solved by mortal means. Once you step into the immortal world, you can no longer interfere with worldly matters!"

Lan Chonghe glanced at the young man, shook his head and said, "That's why I can't teach you the magic unless you are willing to let go of your hatred."

Ji Wenshan looked disappointed.

If you can't take revenge, even if you become an immortal and live forever in the world, what's the point?

"You decide for yourself, choose to become an immortal or continue to take revenge," Lan Chonghe said quietly, "You can only choose one of the two."

"Immortal magic... revenge..."

Ji Wenshan looked hesitant.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally made up his mind, "Thanks to the immortal, Ji Wenshan was born as a human son. If he cannot avenge his father and suffer hatred for his mother, what qualifications do he have to stand in the world?"

"good!"

Lan Chonghe nodded slightly, "I might as well tell you that it is not easy to destroy your entire family's enemies, who are the royal family of the Qu Kingdom. Ji Qinghu accidentally killed the third prince of the Qu Kingdom when he was on the battlefield, so they made many plans to make your father be killed. He was denounced and charged with treason."

"The royal family of Qu country!"

Ji Wenshan lowered his head, tears flashing in his eyes, mixed with a faint cold light.

He finally knew who his enemy was, and what about the royal family, so he wanted to take revenge with all his life.

"Brother, the immortal is missing!"

Ji Wenting shouted.

Ji Wenshan quickly looked up, but there was no trace of Lan Chonghe. There was only a volume of classics and half a blade of grass in front of him.

"Boy, since you insist on revenge, Pindao will give you a book of martial arts secrets. If you take one piece of grass next to it every month, you may be able to achieve success as soon as possible."

A distant voice came from the void.

"Martial arts secrets?"

Ji Wenshan quickly opened the book and found a kung fu recorded in it.

When you first start, you will be a first-class warrior. After that, you will advance step by step and be divided into twelve levels. After breaking through, you will become an innate warrior.

And this is just the first chapter of the classics. If you can practice to a great extent, the immortals will be slightly behind.

"Brother, is this a magic spell?" Ji Wenting also saw the secret text.

What is contained in it is so powerful that people who read it are frightened.

Can a warrior fight against an immortal?

"Probably not," Ji Wenshan shook his head slightly, "What is recorded in the book is indeed a martial arts secret book, but the skills are extremely complicated and are countless times stronger than the Raging Tiger Technique taught by my father."

As he spoke, he looked at the blades of grass to the side.

With martial arts comparable to that of an immortal, and with the blades of grass left behind by the immortal, perhaps he can actually take revenge in his lifetime.

…

Deep in the space of silence.

Gu Xiuyun stepped forward, with a mirror in front of him reflecting the scene of Lan Chonghe and Ji Wenshan.

"They're just two mortals, what's there to see?"

The black-patterned golden pig looked disdainful, "In my opinion, the talent of Ji Wenshan is not as good as his sister. He has a wooden head. I really don't know what you like about him?"

"This person was kind to me in his previous life. He can be regarded as half of my mentor," Gu Xiuyun smiled, "When I was weak, he taught me the way of formation and taught me the key to cultivation. This kindness should be repaid."

"How come this emperor doesn't know?"

The black-patterned golden pig shook his head, looking puzzled.

When Gu Xiuyun was weak, the man and the beast met. I haven't heard of any mentor who taught me?

The three priests of the Eight Eyes Divine Religion never mentioned it.

"This person's previous Taoist name was Fusong, one of the Douxiao Realm elders of Likongmen," Gu Xiuyun said, "Elder Fusong was once assigned by the sect to explore the secret realm of the Divine Religion... The three high priests all thought he was dead. In fact, Elder Fusong has always existed in the world as a residual soul, and taught me many mysteries of the way of immortals and the way of formation."

Gu Xiuyun never told others this secret in his early years.

Later, when his cultivation was profound, no one was worth telling him about it.

But no matter what, Elder Fusong did teach him the way. Although the two sides were not in name, they were in fact.

"It has been thousands of years since Elder Fusong died, and he has reincarnated hundreds of times. Until recently, I calculated that he had the opportunity to enter the immortal way, so I sent Lan Chonghe to guide him."

Gu Xiuyun shook his head slightly. Elder Fusong was tainted with a lot of worldly karma, and his hope of cultivating the Tao was extremely slim. He had only one chance after hundreds of reincarnations.

This shows how terrible karma is.

Elder Fusong's karma was not as much as Gu Xiuyun's. If Gu Xiuyun died, he would probably sink for billions of years in the future.

Even if Gu Yue intervened forcibly and sent him into the cultivation world, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything.

"In that case, why did you let Lan Chonghe test him? Why not just accept him as your disciple!"

The black-patterned golden pig rolled his eyes.

"It is easy to detect the secrets of heaven, but it is hard to predict the human heart," Gu Xiuyun said calmly, "If he is a wicked person, cultivating the way of immortality will only harm others and himself, so it is better for him to sink in the mortal world."

"Besides, how can one achieve the great Dao without sufficient tempering? The heart of the Dao is far more important than talent and understanding."

The green figure swept through the void and rushed towards the Jade Immortal Dao Realm.

...

In the clouds.

Lan Chonghe sat cross-legged, practicing while observing the changes in the mortal world. The test for Ji Wenshan was by no means so simple. He would stay in the boundary space for the next few decades.

Fortunately, after condensing the true soul, Lan Chonghe refined the second soul, and it was only the soul that stayed in the boundary space. The real body has been practicing in the Wuquan Secret Realm to comprehend the true meaning of the rules.

"When a master accepts a disciple, he doesn't care about talent and understanding. What matters is the heart of Tao and the character of mind."

"The heart of Tao needs to be tenacious, with a heart towards Tao and the ability to endure loneliness, in order to achieve something. The current Ji Wenshan is a little lacking."

"As for the character of mind, only part of it can be seen. Yang Hu saved his life that year, and he paid it back with his life. He is not lacking in loyalty."

"The hatred of parents is irreconcilable. If you even forget this, how can you be a human being?"

Lan Chonghe showed satisfaction on his face.

Ji Wenshan's temperament is quite compatible with him. If Gu Xiuyun hadn't given an order in advance, he would have helped Ji Wenshan shed his mortal body and entered the immortal gate!

...

Time flies.

Unknowingly, several years have passed.

The green figure finally came to the edge of the Jade Immortal Realm.

"The Jade Immortal Realm...is much smaller than the Demon God Realm and the Chessboard Realm. This realm has only been opened for 30 million years, which is a little younger!"

Gu Xiuyun commented.

"I heard that the Jade Fairy Realm originated from a fairy jade sculpture. Is it true or not?" The black piglet blinked his eyes, flashing a hint of cunning and a bit of greed.

In terms of treasures, the legendary fairy jade sculpture is much more precious than the rare treasures in the world. This thing alone can open up a realm, which is not comparable to ordinary treasures.

As a treasure-hunting beast and the true body of Qilin, the black-patterned golden pig naturally has some ideas in his mind.

"It's just a legend, not enough to be used as evidence."

Gu Xiuyun shook his head and sneered, "There are many miscellaneous talks and wild histories recorded in Zuodao Star, only three of which are true, and the rest are just catching wind and shadows. Every realm takes shape, and the endless void needs to evolve over a long period of time. How can a jade sculpture do it?"

"Even the legendary realm master has never opened up a realm, let alone a mere piece of jade?"

The realm contains endless origins. The incredible power of the origin alone is enough to make the true master despair. In addition, there must be corresponding sun, moon and stars.

The Sun and the Moon have endless power, hundreds of times more powerful than the True Lord.

The stars in the sky also contain extremely powerful power.

A complete realm is a million times larger than the world of the Heavenly Secret Disk. Except for the endless void itself, no one or any object can open it up.