Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 37 I Will Go Down the Mountain and Travel
Various thoughts flashed through Wu Tian's mind as he looked at Man Xiongmu and said, "Please tell me, Master, is it possible to kill people within the sect?"

After pondering for a moment, Man Xiongmu said, "In the realm of Qi Nourishing and Form Condensation, even if a person dies, the refined beast soul will return to the sect's Hundred Beast Yin Soul Banner, and then the sect will know who the murderer is."

"If the evil spirits cannot be exterminated, those who cultivate their qi and solidify their form must not be killed."

"If it cannot be done without the watchful eyes of your fellow disciples, do not kill them."

"If you want to kill him, you must cut off his body and destroy his soul, along with his animal clothes and his ghostly spirit."

“If you can’t do it…” He stared at Wu Tian and said sternly, “Then you’ll have to endure it!”

"Disciple understands." Wu Tian lowered his eyes. This was the foundation that allowed Skull Mountain to remain stable. Otherwise, if the sect members were fighting amongst themselves and killing each other, it would have collapsed long ago. The upper levels alone could not have suppressed it.

"What if it's outside the mountain gate?" Wu Tian asked again.

Man Xiongmu glanced at him and said, "If you are outside the mountain gate, your life or death is up to fate. Unless your relatives, friends, or teachers take the initiative to investigate, the sect will not care."

"We are neither a prestigious sect nor a legitimate Buddhist or Taoist sect. We are actually a heretical sect with few rules and no great ability to protect our disciples who travel abroad."

"If that's the case, then please accompany me to the food court tonight, Master."

"Tonight?" Man Xiongmu was a little puzzled. Why would he go tonight for just Huang Ren?

“I plan to have him pass on a message,” Wu Tian said in a somewhat cold tone. “The people at Wild Dog Cave think they can just let this go like this? There’s no such thing as a free lunch.”

Man Xiongmu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Tell me your plans."

Wu Tian naturally wouldn't hide anything from him, so he told him everything.

“That old fox Tong Guan won’t fall for that trap so easily. They’re all old guys who have lived for decades, even hundreds of years. They’ve all fought their way through countless battles,” Man Xiongmu warned. “You can’t underestimate those old guys.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Tian slightly opened his mouth, revealing his fangs. "Master, I actually only wanted the Qi Circulation Diagram from Wild Dog Cave."

Man Xiongmu couldn't help but chuckle, "Fine, let's do as you say."

Having gone through the recent twists and turns, and with the prospect of going out that evening, the master and disciple did not mention the magical artifacts again, and began their daily practice.

Wu Tian lay on the ground, practicing the four spells one by one. The four kinds of heaven and earth essences of thunder, fire, water and wind gathered one by one, spreading around his body like a dazzling rosy cloud, mysterious and hazy.

As he honed his spells, the spiritual energy within his body became increasingly pure and profound. Thunderous sounds, the collision of water and fire, and the blowing of gales caused the turbid energy within his body to dissipate at a visible speed.

puff!puff!
After an unknown amount of time, two more sounds came from inside the body, and two more acupoints were opened.

When Wu Tian slowly opened his eyes, he found that it was already dark.

He stood up, glanced at the meditation room behind him, and soon after, Man Xiongmu came out.

"Let's go!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Man Xiongmu unleashed a gust of black wind that swept up Wu Tian, ​​and in the blink of an eye, they were out of the cave and heading towards the food stall.

……

Dietary workshop.

Wu Lian had already fallen asleep, but Huang Ren couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He could bear the humiliation he suffered at Wild Dog Cave, but he had been a nobody in the sect for so many years, and had been looked down upon by many.

But for some reason, I always felt uneasy.

He looked up out the window. The wind was blowing tonight, the clouds were thick and dark, and even the moonlight couldn't penetrate. The night was so deep that he couldn't see his hand in front of his face.

Huang Ren stared blankly at the night sky outside the window, lost in thought.

The sound of his wife's breathing beside him was calm and gentle, the night wind howled outside the window, and everything was so peaceful.

"It seems I was overthinking things."

Huang Ren came to his senses. "In any case, with the extra thirty minor merits, plus the materials and merits I prepared beforehand, Xia'er should have enough to refine the cursed artifacts." Just as he was thinking this, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole body tensed up, as if he had been frightened by something.

Just within his sight, a shadow was suddenly reflected on the openwork wooden window covered with a light gauze.

"It's that white dog!"

Huang Ren recognized him immediately, and his heart felt like it had been gripped tightly; he panicked completely.

"Huang Ren, come out by yourself, and don't alert anyone else." A cold male voice came to Huang Ren's ear, "It's Senior Brother Man Xiongmu."

Upon hearing that voice, he broke out in a cold sweat, and his back felt chilly.

"What should I do? They must be here to settle scores with me."

They wouldn't have come at this hour if it weren't for the Wild Dog Cave incident.

Huang Ren panicked immediately, his heart pounding. He wanted to shout, but when he turned to the side and saw his sleeping wife beside him, he gradually calmed down, gritted his teeth, and carefully got out of bed.

He was wearing a thin undergarment, without even an outer robe, and his worn-out shoes, which he hadn't changed in many years, creaked open the door gently.

When he opened the door, he made a point of looking back, afraid of waking his wife.

Fortunately, Wu Lian seemed to be too tired during the day and was sleeping soundly.

Huang Ren gave her another deep look before leaving the room.

After closing the door, he looked up and saw a tall, imposing figure standing opposite him in the pitch-black night.

At the window beside him, the white dog was staring intently at him, like a predator eyeing its prey, ready to devour its prey.

Huang Ren didn't know how they discovered him; perhaps they found out from the Wild Dog Cave, but none of that mattered anymore.

This is no ordinary place, but Skull Mountain; no proof is needed.

His face was pale, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "Senior Brother Manxiong..."

"I will go down the mountain to travel tomorrow morning." Man Xiongmu's voice came from the night, carrying an indescribable sense of solemnity and indifference.

"You personally deliver this message to Wild Dog Cave, but you must not let Tong Guan know."

Huang Ren was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what was happening, and his face turned ashen.

Even if he's stupid, he's still spent decades on Skull Mountain and has seen and experienced a lot.

Man Xiongmu is seeking revenge; he's going to kill!
If something happens at Wild Dog Cave, he's doomed as the messenger.

The night wind howled, and the chill of the night made his thin clothes billow and flutter.

After a long silence, Huang Ren glanced at the dog under the window, lowered his head to hide the fear and regret in his eyes, and slowly said, "Okay."

Upon hearing this, Man Xiongmu waved to Wu Tian, ​​and the two of them turned and left without looking back, their figures gradually disappearing into the night.

There were no threats or intimidation.

Huang Ren stood there blankly for a long time, until his legs were numb. He sighed, feeling as if he had lost all his strength, and dragged his heavy and tired body back to his room.

As he lay down on the bed, Wu Lian seemed to hear the noise. She turned over, her eyes still closed, and groggily hugged him, asking, "Why are you so cold?"

"It's nothing, I just went to the bathroom." Huang Ren hugged his wife. "Go to sleep!"

"Okay, you should go to sleep too, you'll be busy tomorrow!" Wu Lian murmured, snuggling closer to the man. They had been like this for decades, and were used to relying on each other.

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(End of this chapter)