From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 465: Folk Law
At this time, the sky was dark and the mountains were deep and the road was long.

Wang Shuhuan, Wang Xianghong and Yang Jiaqi sat on the cleaned and dried river beach, looking at the golden fragments floating on the river surface. The evening breeze blew through the forests on both sides of the river beach, and the pine waves were as angry as the wind.

"So Baiyun Taoist Temple is also involved in the exploration of Ailao Mountain. Then, cousin, are you the person in charge of this operation at Baiyun Taoist Temple?"

"You can't say that. Our Baiyun Taoist Academy has a different management model from yours. I received a mission from the Service Hall to come here to investigate the Gu Spider swarm. It's a personal mission."

Wang Shuhuan took a roasted pheasant leg from a disciple of Yumen Taoist Temple and ate it with relish while chatting with Wang Xianghong.

After hearing this, Wang Xianghong looked curiously at Yang Jiaqi who was fiddling with her hair next to him: "Then this sister..."

Yang Jiaqi curved her eyebrows, rolled her eyes at Wang Shuhuan, and replied to Wang Xianghong: "Why, only your cousin is allowed to take the mission, so I can't take it? He's not the only one who wants to earn mission points and accumulate points."

Okay? Seeing that his cousin looked like he had a headache, Wang Xianghong immediately knew what was going on and didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, cousin, is your current cultivation level really still at the Qi Ling level? But I see that most of the Qi Lings in the Taoist Alliance are not as good as you..." When Wang Xianghong said this, he still felt incredible when he thought of Wang Shuhuan's calm and effortless way of controlling thunder just now.

It's abnormal, really too abnormal. Wang Xianghong even suspected that the innate dean of their Yumen Taoist Temple did not have such combat power.

"Of course it's the awakening of the spirit. If I had entered the innate state, the spiritual energy in my body would have circulated around my body. How could these controlled zombie beasts escape so far?"

"So, cousin, how many acupoints in your body have been opened now?"

Wang Shuhuan hesitated for a moment: "One hundred and eight."

Wang Xianghong was shocked, and even his tone became higher:

"One hundred and eight!! Cousin, you have fully nurtured the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil numbers in your body!"

It's no wonder that Wang Xianghong lost his composure. Ordinary people don't need to nourish all 108 major acupoints in their body to break through the innate realm. In the inner alchemy method, after nourishing the 36 main acupoints of the celestial being, they can start preparing for the 100-day foundation-building. Then, the twelve secondary acupoints are one level. The effort and energy required to nourish each additional acupoint will increase exponentially.
The more acupoints you open and the more solid your foundation is, the better. However, the Taoist Alliance currently recommends that once the thirty-six celestial acupoints are fully nurtured, you can begin preparing for the hundred-day foundation-building.

It's not that they don't want to cultivate it, but ordinary people simply don't have the time or talent to do so. For example, Wang Xianghong has already cultivated twenty-three main acupoints, and by the time he finishes cultivating all thirty-six main acupoints, he will be almost forty years old. If he continues to waste time cultivating the acupoints, his essence and blood will be loose and his spirit will leak out after he is fifty years old, and he will never be able to break through to the innate realm in this lifetime.

Wang Xianghong swallowed and looked at Yang Jiaqi next to him.

Yang Jiaqi spread his hands and sighed: "Hey, little cousin, don't look at me. There are not many perverts like your cousin in Baiyun Mountain. I think it will take another three years of hard training for me to open all 108 acupoints in my body."

Practice hard for another two or three years... Well, this guy is also a pervert.

"That means there are perverts like you, cousin... No, there are many geniuses like you in Baiyun Daoyuan?"

Yang Jiaqi frowned and thought for a moment: "It's not bad, there are about seven or eight confirmed ones, and I don't know about the others who are hidden."

Okay, seven or eight of them. Wang Xianghong, who was deeply shocked, had a bitter look on his face.

After Wang Shuhuan finished eating the pheasant leg, he washed the grease off his hands with river water. His unkempt facial features finally regained some vitality.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about the situation in the mountains. Let's exchange information... Cousin, do you have any clues from the Thirty-Six Daoist Academy?"

Wang Xianghong's expression suddenly straightened up: "We found that the beast controlled by the Gu spider had Gu silk in its brain."

"What about Yang Jiaqi? What have you gained along the way?"

Yang Jiaqi's face became serious. "I came all the way from Nanen Waterfall through the Red River Valley. The overall situation is not optimistic. Basically, all the slightly larger beasts in the mountains are controlled by the parasitic Gu spiders."

"I suspect that this poisonous spider has different habits from ordinary spiders. It is similar to wolf spiders or ants, living in groups and having social behaviors. Otherwise, it would not have erupted in such a large scale and orderly manner."

Wang Shuhuan nodded: "I think the same as you."

"Based on the distribution of Gu beasts in the Ailao Mountains, I found an underground cave at the Jinshan Pass at an altitude of 2,500 meters. It was a cave of Gu spiders. I used thunder to destroy the densely packed spider eggs in the cave. But according to the current situation, there should be other spider nests in the Ailao Mountains."

After saying that, Wang Shuhuan turned an inquiring look towards his cousin Wang Xianghong.

Wang Xianghong: "Yes, the silk of the Gu spider is very valuable."

Yang Jiaqi's eyes lit up, and she asked Wang Shuhuan again, "What else did you find in the cave?"

Wang Shuhuan hesitated for a moment, but thinking of Yang Jiaqi's help in stopping the beast tide, he said again:
"I suspect that the Gu spiders that we encountered that controlled wild animals were the worker spiders in their spider group, responsible for hunting, building nests, and taking care of young spiders. They have no cultivation and can only control the beasts to fight. But I found a lot of very large Gu spiders in the cave. They have good cultivation and are powerful enough to awaken spirits."

Yang Jiaqi instantly understood what Wang Shuhuan meant and said, "The kind you are talking about should be similar to the soldier ants among ants, responsible for defending against external enemies and guarding the nest."

Wang Xianghong listened to his cousin and Yang Jiaqi talking and nodded: "Gu silk is very valuable, yes, very valuable."

Wang Shuhuan smiled knowingly, stood up confidently, and looked at the misty Ailao Mountain from afar: "So, there must be a big guy hiding in this Ailao Mountain, similar to the queen ant, the center and core of the entire spider colony."

"As long as we find and kill this spider queen, the Ailao poisonous spider crisis can be resolved."

Wang Xianghong: Ababa Ababa Ababa.

Wang Xianghong felt very sad.

What can I do? We said we were exchanging information, but I was still running around the mountain in confusion waiting for the main force to gather. Over there in Baiyun Mountain had already destroyed an old nest, and there were still worker spiders, soldier spiders, and queen spiders.

Are we really on the same mission?

After chatting with Yang Jiaqi, Wang Shuhuan noticed Wang Xianghong, who had a strange expression on his face next to him, and smiled knowingly.

"Cousin, it seems that you care about Gusi a lot."

"I have collected a lot of these things. Since you like them, I will give you some."

As he spoke, Wang Shuhuan rubbed the jade ring on his hand, and a brocade box immediately appeared on his hand. Then, without further ado, he took out a ball of transparent silk thread from the box and handed it to Wang Xianghong.

"Cousin, you, this..."

Seeing Wang Xianghong's dumbfounded expression, Wang Shuhuan said with a smile, "Are you talking about the storage jade ring? This is what I exchanged with a guy named Liu Ming on the mountain. He goes to various Taoist ancestral temples and caves every day, and he has a lot of strange and bizarre things like this."

Wang Xianghong mechanically took the Gu silk handed over by Wang Shuhuan.

A ball, this is a ball!

This kind of Gu silk that is sold at a sky-high price in the outside world is sold by the root! One milligram at a time, and the ball in my hand now weighs at least half a pound.

Damn it! Since when did a treasure like Gu silk start to be measured in kilograms?
"Not enough, then I'll give you some more."

As he spoke, Wang Shuhuan took out another ball for Wang Xianghong.

Wang Xianghong quickly put away the Gu silk in his hand: "That's enough, cousin. If there are more, I'm afraid the Dao League won't replace them."

Thinking of Wang Shuhuan's terrifying monster-killing efficiency, Wang Xianghong felt relieved instantly.

Perverts have their own way of living, and we ordinary people have our own way of living. They are different.

As the three chatted, night gradually enveloped Ailao Mountain.

Wu Shima and Wu Zaduo lit a bonfire on the river bank, and had a barbecue with the disciples of Yumen Taoist Temple while singing and dancing around the bonfire.

Tired of chatting, the two brothers Wang Xianghong and Wang Shuhuan met after a long separation. They took off their boots, soaked their feet by the river, felt the silence of the night and the cool and clear river water, and slowly fell silent.

Yang Jiaqi was not shy either. She took off her stockings and sat next to Wang Shuhuan. Her slender flesh-pink feet playfully slapped the river water, making a clear sound.

With the presence of two great masters, Wang Shuhuan and Yang Jiaqi, the disciples of Yumen Taoist Temple rarely relaxed their vigilance, and the bonfire party lasted until late at night.

Night, river, pebbles, girl, bonfire burning upwards, and the sound of people laughing for a long time.

At this extremely ethereal moment, Wang Shuhuan suddenly smelled a strong aroma from his mouth and nose. It was different from the aroma of barbecue, but it was a refreshing plant aroma. When he turned around, he found that it was Wang Xianghong who was eating something in his hand.

"Cousin, do you want to eat? This is what Wu Shima just stuffed into my mouth. She said that I ate too much barbecue, so I want some glutinous rice to eat away the fat in my stomach."

"It's strange that these Bai people in such a desolate mountain area actually carry glutinous rice with them."

As Wang Xianghong spoke, he spread out his palm, revealing a bowl of glutinous rice wrapped in chestnut leaves. The rice grains were fragrant and were also filled with lotus seeds and longans.

Wang Shuhuan looked at Wang Xianghong, who was eating heartily, with a strange expression: "Are you talking about the one Wu Shima gave it to you?"

"#￥% yes." There were rice grains in his mouth, so Wang Xianghong's words were a little unclear.

"Hey." Wang Shuhuan shook his head and said, "Do you know what it means when Bai people of the opposite sex give each other sticky rice wrapped in chestnut leaves?"

Wang Xianghong raised his head and asked strangely, "What?"

Wang Shuhuan sighed: "This is a way for Bai girls to express their love to their beloved men. If the man accepts the glutinous rice and eats it, it means that he accepts the girl's love."

"Ok?"

"Um?!!"

Wang Xianghong’s eyes widened instantly and a mouthful of glutinous rice almost choked in his throat.

“Damn, how is this possible!” Wang Xianghong was shocked, but when he thought of Wu Shima’s expression when she brought him the glutinous rice just now, he couldn’t help but believe it.

After being surprised, Wang Xianghong couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when he thought of Wu Shima, who was as cunning as a little animal and had a dignified and beautiful look on her face.

"Hiss, no way, how can this be liked by me?"

"Hey, cousin, do you think we are a good match? Will my parents object?"

"But I heard that Shima seems to be a little older than me, but it shouldn't be a big problem..."

While Yang Jiaqi was still fantasizing and slapping the river surface with her feet, she burst out laughing and then nudged Wang Shuhuan with her hand.

"Hey, are you sure you don't want to tell your innocent little cousin the truth?"

Wang Xianghong was puzzled when he heard Yang Jiaqi's voice: "The truth? What truth?"

Wang Shuhuan looked a little embarrassed, but he couldn't stand Wang Xianghong's persistent questioning. He organized his words for a long time and said carefully:
"Um, cousin, do you know the origin of Wu Shima's name?"

"Why, what's the reason?"

Wang Shuhuan said: "The name Ashima is actually the name of a supreme goddess of the Bai people. Legend has it that this goddess has the power to control the wind and call the rain. It has great significance. Not many people in the Bai people dare to take this name..."

Wang Xianghong immediately understood what his cousin meant. It was just like their Wang family would never give a child a name like "Wang Hongjun" or "Wang Laojun" because the horoscope could not suppress it.

"So, what does it matter? It's just a big name." Wang Xianghong still didn't understand what his cousin meant, so he asked.

Wang Shuhuan's face became even more embarrassed, and he said, "In the fourth year of the Lingli period, the Dao League held a grand ceremony in Wudang Mountain. When they re-recorded the "General Book of Cultivation Sects", Master Yubao took the two of us to attend the ceremony. I personally witnessed the process of the Dao League incorporating the ninety-six folk Dharma lineages."

Wang Xianghong looked strange: "Cousin, do you mean that you have met Wu Shima before?"

Wang Shuhuan nodded: "Well, I was standing behind Master Yubao at that time. Four years have passed, so your Wu Shima may not remember me, but I still remember her, the chief of the Bai tribe, Wu Shima."

Yang Jiaqi over there was almost grinning from ear to ear, and her flesh-pink little feet slapped the river water even faster.

"Wang Shuhuan, stop beating around the bush with your little cousin and just speak directly!"

Wang Xianghong looked at the two people's actions, only to be confused.

"Okay, um, Xianghong, what do you think is the relationship between Wu Shima and Wu Zaduo?" As he said this, Wang Shuhuan glanced at the two girls dancing around the campfire.

Over there, Wu Shima was charming and graceful, while Wu Zhaduo was pure and lovely.

"Ah, this, they both have the surname Wu, so they should be from the same family, right? Could they be sisters?"

Wang Shuhuan shook his head: "No."

Wang Xianghong looked at Yang Jiaqi's eyes again, trying to hold back her laughter, and realized something. His face changed drastically, and his voice trembled a little: "Could it be mother and daughter?"

"It's OK if it's mother and daughter... Anyway, I'm almost 30 years old. A girl three years older than me will bring me wealth. But my parents are a little bit difficult. I guess I need to do some work..."

After finally convincing himself, Wang Shuhuan still kept shaking his head.

"No."

"That day at the ceremony, Wu Zhaduo called Wu Shima 'grandmother'."

"Yes, you heard it right. The official age of this Wu Shima is 84 years old."

"Wu Zaduo is her great-granddaughter. The reason why she still looks so young is because she practiced a unique Gu technique after her spiritual energy was revived. There are Gu worms in her body that help her maintain her figure and appearance."

Wang Shuhuan finished speaking in one go and looked up. Wang Xianghong opened his mouth and eyes wide, and most of the glutinous rice in his hand fell to the ground without him knowing when.

"Eighty-four years old, grandma... grandma?!"

"My mother is now fifty-two years old, and my grandmother is now seventy-one years old."

"Um……"

Wang Xianghong fell silent.

Patting Wang Xianghong on the shoulder, Wang Shuhuan sighed, not knowing how to comfort him.

Yang Jiaqi over there was laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

As he was clapping, Wang Shuhuan seemed to be infected and couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly, Wang Xianghong stood up, picked up the glutinous rice that fell on the ground, and looked at Wang Shuhuan seriously:
"Cousin, I want to ask you something very seriously, please answer me truthfully!"

"Did anyone in Baiyun Mountain teach you the technique that can restore food to its original state, as if it had never been eaten?"

Looking at Wang Xianghong who was desperately begging for help, Wang Shuhuan could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.

"Food, what food?"

Suddenly, a clear and ethereal female voice sounded behind the three of them. Wang Xianghong guiltily put the glutinous rice in his arms and turned away.

But it was Wu Zaduo who stood timidly behind the three men, with her hands placed awkwardly behind her back.

Wang Xianghong said, "No, nothing, sister Zaduo, what's the matter?"

"Oh, I saw that Brother Shuhuan only had chicken legs at night and didn't have any staple food... This, this is the glutinous rice I made for him."

The girl thought of the detached, celestial figure during the day and did not dare to look at Wang Shuhuan. She lowered her head and timidly stretched out her lotus-like white hands, which held glutinous rice wrapped in chestnut leaves.

The rice grains have a fresh fragrance that is refreshing.

Wang Shuhuan and Yang Jiaqi's laughter suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)