There's something wrong with the general.

After driving the man away, Wen Yuxi peeked through the crack in the door.

Zhiming had finished his meal and disappeared.

Are you meditating again?

I'm not a monk, so do I have to meditate every day in the future?

Wen Yuxi couldn't help scratching his head. Is it too late to stop cultivating immortality?

Ah no!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew straight towards my face.

Oh my god, murder!

He grabbed the door knocker with both hands and closed the door with a bang.

The wind suddenly stopped and died down.

Tsk, you're just trying to get rid of me.

Of course I have to get out of here tactfully.

However, the purpose of coming here today has not been achieved. I have to find another opportunity to hint at him and see if he can introduce me to his sect.

If it really doesn't work...it's okay to acknowledge him as your master.

The spirit of the weapon complained in its sea of ​​consciousness with disdain.

"With me here to protect you, why would you have to do this? That Zhiming, his cultivation is just average. If you really follow him, you won't be able to escape from this world. In the next hundred years, you will probably turn into a pile of yellow earth and wait for the next life."

The spirit of the weapon and Wen Yuxi are tied together.

He had obtained the Soul Gathering Pill before, which gathered a lot of spiritual power, so the spirit of the weapon could finally have a full meal.

I guess he was digesting his spiritual power in the past two days, so I didn't hear any movement.

Seeing Wen Yuxi's confused mind today, I knew what he was planning.

Only then could he not help but speak out.

Wen Yuxi rolled his eyes.

"I don't want to be his disciple, I just want to learn more about this world through him. He's very strange. The spiritual energy in his body seems to be endless. Do you think he is not restricted by this world?"

The spirit of the weapon suddenly sat up from its sea of ​​consciousness.

"There are such good things."

"Of course not, otherwise why would I keep looking for him?"

"Then what are you waiting for? Go again."

Where's the face? Where's the face?

The little spirit suddenly said with a cunning look on its face, "I told you before that you have a furnace-cauldron physique, right? If that's true, then Zhiming's spiritual power is inexhaustible. I have a suggestion for you: go and flirt with him, and practice dual cultivation with him. Your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds."

Wen Yuxi: “….”

Get out of here!

Where is your moral integrity? Was it eaten by a dog?

Seeing his sullen expression, the weapon spirit couldn't help but sneer, "Cultivation comes first, everything else is just passing clouds. You can't even see past this, tsk!"

Wen Yuxi: “…”

He finally understood that the previous owner of the spirit weapon must have been a dishonest person. Just look at the mess he was teaching!

Not wanting to hear anything else he said, Wen Yuxi directly sealed his sea of ​​consciousness.

Let him shut up.

The little spirit couldn't help but roar in its sea of ​​consciousness: "Really not going to consider it? You will regret it!"

Wen Yuxi returned to her room.

I feel that conquering Zhiming requires a gradual approach.

But if he leaves today, it will be the end of him.

Wen Yuxi even inexplicably thought about the feasibility of the suggestion made by the spirit.

Ah ah ah

He was confused and pounded his head on the table.

Is there really no other way?

It really doesn't work....

Wen Yuxi suddenly raised his head, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

If that doesn't work, just serve him tea and water as his servant.

Until the day he agrees.

In the afternoon, Xiao Jiqiu and Yun Qingyan went to Wen Yuxi's house to say goodbye.

Wen Yuxi tried to persuade them to stay, but they still insisted on leaving.

"Are you really not staying for a few more days?"

Wen Yuxi said reluctantly.

"My junior brother and I have things to do, so I won't bother you anymore."

"Where can I find you if I want to find you in the future?"

Xiao Jiqiu smiled and teased, "Brother Wen, why have you become so fussy?"

Alas, I am actually coveting your spirit stones.

But can I say this?

Of course, this is not about killing people or robbing them, Wen Yuxi doesn't have the courage to do that.

He was also curious about which school Xiao and Yun came from.

Why are there so many cultivators in this place where spiritual energy is so scarce?

"We will meet if we are destined."

Xiao Jiqiu said before leaving.

Hey?

Why does this sound so familiar?

Wen Yuxi suddenly realized, isn't this what Taoist Master Zhiming said to him?

Could it be that the immortal cultivators did not want to reveal their origins, so they learned this unified rhetoric to deal with it?

It's too perfunctory.

After Xiao and Yun left, Wen Yuxi opened the second floor for business.

Now that the ghost is gone, he can rest assured.

Business in the store is booming.

Because Butler Wang was not there, Wen Yuxi originally wanted to lend a hand.

Then he lent a hand.

Leaving the place in chaos and in turmoil.

"Master Hou."

Tiehan came over in a hurry

Wen Yuxi led him to his room: "Why are you so flustered?"

As he spoke, he poured him some tea.

"The general is missing."

"Bang!" The teacup fell to the ground, splashing on the white and tender hands with a sizzling sound.

WTF?

Wen Yuxi forgot the pain.

He calmed his worries and uneasiness and said in a calm tone, "Where did the news come from?"

Tiehan took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him.

"This is intelligence our spies have gathered. The generals used to leave marks, but now they've disappeared."

He paused and continued, "Our people checked all the roads along the place where the mark disappeared, but found nothing. It's as if it disappeared out of thin air..."

Wen Yuxi's heart trembled, and he thought to himself, could he be so unlucky as to meet a bad Taoist priest?

"Oh, right, the general and his men were heading north. In order to arrive at the agreed time, they had to speed up their journey. They might have passed through the 'Infant Crying Valley'..."

Baby Crying Valley?

Wen Yuxi frowned slightly: "What place is that?"

"I've only heard of legends, but no one has ever walked out of there."

Wen Yuxi said calmly, "Maybe we can find out whether the general and his group have entered the Infant Crying Valley?"

Tie Han shook his head: "The information is just speculation."

"Well, Brother Tie, go back and tell them to search the area where the mark disappeared. Report to me as soon as you have any news."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

Wen Yuxi sat on the bench in a daze.

He suddenly felt panic in his heart.

Although there had been speculation before that the old emperor was taking this opportunity to get rid of Wen Qianyi.

But it all happened too fast.

Wen Yuxi felt like sitting on pins and needles and couldn't calm down at all.

No, he has to rush over.

Wen Yuxi released his sea of ​​consciousness and said to the weapon spirit in a panic, "Weapon spirit, I want to go to Infant Crying Valley to find my elder brother. His tendons and veins are broken, and he has no power left. How can he get out of there?"

The spirit of the weapon looked at him with a complicated expression.

Just now I wanted to follow Zhiming to cultivate immortality, but now I can't let go of the mundane world.

He sighed and said, "If you want to go, go ahead. I won't stop you. But we have a deal. Whether you find him or not, you must give up everything here as soon as possible. You only have a short lifespan of a hundred years. When will you be able to build your foundation? When will you be able to leave this world?"

Wen Yuxi understood everything he said.

But understanding is one thing, and really making up your mind to do it is another.

Suddenly, Wen Yuxi asked, "Spirit of the Weapon, do you remember what I asked you before? Since I have spiritual power, can you teach me the spell to repair my tendons and veins? I want to reconnect his tendons and veins. I'll leave after that, okay?"

"What if he doesn't want to?"

Wen Yuxi was slightly stunned: "Why would he disagree?"

The weapon spirit curled its lips and explained, "I mean, if he doesn't have spiritual roots, but wants to go with you to cultivate immortality, how will you deal with it?"

Wen Yuxi suddenly remembered that when she first came to this world, he kicked her off the bed.

At that time, he was extremely panicked. He was unfamiliar with the place and was afraid that if he was not careful, he would be recognized by others and burned to death as a monster.

He always supported his forehead with one hand while reading a book, calm and gentle.

His almond-shaped eyes are as calm as water, and when he looks at people, they are full of affection.

He is very, very handsome, a most stunning beauty in history.

Wen Yuxi's heart suddenly started beating violently.

He placed his palm on his chest in surprise.

The sound is like beating drums....

He's done.

This is his own brother!