Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

"Then I will wait to enjoy Madam Jiang's attentive care alone. Look at how well Senior Sister Qingying was treated before~"

Yun Qingying continued to practice with her mother, occasionally helping her to guide her spiritual energy. The girl noticed that Chu Wuji was sitting next to her and watching. She didn't know what to talk to him about, but she was also worried that he would be too bored, so she urged him:

"You, go practice, don't slack off and just sit there!"

"Okay, okay, let's go practice now~"

Anyway, after the greetings, Chu Wu Ji didn't chat any more. Mrs. Jiang had her own cultivation tasks and it was not appropriate to disturb her. Besides, Chu Wu Ji's main task was also cultivation.

Chu Wuji moved to the bamboo bookshelf and took out a few books of martial arts to read, to see what the difference was between the martial arts methods of immortal cultivators and the martial arts secrets.

Out of consideration for avoiding suspicion, Chu Wuji did not touch the diagrams of martial arts with the word "Thunder Method" in them. These were most likely the secrets of the Shenxiao Sect that were not to be passed on to others.

After flipping through a few pages, I came across the experience of the ancestors who practiced qigong, "As charming as Xi Shi leaving the golden pavilion, as beautiful as Yang Fei coming down from the jade tower. I get drunk under the flowers with you every day, and I feel that there is no place that is not romantic."

...He is quite a sentimental person, and he uses this little metaphor very clearly.

"Is this the guided breathing method that combines water and fire?"

Chu Wuji took a quick look and found the content extremely simple, with only a mnemonic of sixteen words and no further explanation.

It is so simple that it has its own threshold for innate filtering. People with poor comprehension will not be able to understand it. If you force yourself to try and get a stitch in the side, there is no one to help you straighten out your qi.

"This seems to be a reference. After leaving the Lihuo Mountains and Yulun River, the corresponding spiritual veins are still in my body. They haven't disappeared. They just lack the specific spiritual essence of the mountains and rivers. They have become ordinary meridians."

"If they can attract each other, and the mountains and rivers can complement each other, it can be considered 'recycling'. Otherwise, without the mountains and rivers, they will just become decorations."

After actually becoming the God of Mountains and Waters, Chu Wuji felt his limitations more clearly. The criticisms of his predecessors were indeed true. He was just an oversized God of Land.

Chu Wu Ji did not bother to complain about himself. Complaining a lot would not solve the problem, especially complaining about himself, which would easily discourage him.

He turned to study the "Ba Xia Shield" and Qiongqi Demon Pill that he had obtained earlier.

"The Baxia Stone Turtle, according to the Sky Fox Goddess, is renowned for its powerful defense. This seemingly passive and useless technique should not be underestimated. With high defense, one can attack without fear."

He began to try to use the罡气 to operate the "Ba Xia Shield", using the罡气 to display the essence of this skill, covering the surface of the body to form an invisible protection.

"Senior Sister Qingying, try casting a spell to attack me, but don't be too harsh." Chu Wuji wanted to try the effect.

Naha's stone turtle can even block a lot of the power of spells. I wonder how effective it will be in his hands.

Yun Qingying didn't say much. She casually drew something in front of her, seemingly waving her fingers randomly. When she finished drawing, a thunder talisman instantly appeared, releasing purple thunders that struck Chu Wuji.

The "Ba Xia Shield" actually blocked a few lightning bolts at first, but it was destroyed after being struck a few more times.

Chu Wuji dodged quickly, but the lightning turned around and chased him. Finally, he punched out and knocked away the lightning, thus avoiding the fate of being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Yun Qingying put away the thunder talisman and continued to practice with her mother.

Chu Wuji sat down cross-legged, re-examining this technique, and could barely accept its effect:

"If I improve further, I'll be able to guard against sneak attacks in the future. Just being able to block one is enough. Don't expect too much."

He continued to think about it, but felt that there was nothing more worth pondering about the "Ba Xia Shield", so he put it aside for the time being and ignored it.

Chu Wuji focused his attention on the soul cave. Up to now, his control over his innate soul had become much stronger. He could already control the activities of his soul, but he couldn't open his eyes yet. However, he didn't dare to move...for fear that his aunt would have more fun.

If Aunt Qing Snake knew that Chu Wu Ji was able to move around, the bored aunt at home would definitely ask Chu Wu Ji to keep her happy "online".

His attention was focused on the Qiongqi Demon Pill. He secretly drove his own Qi and blood, increasing the strength to devour and digest it, as if he was cooking it with a raging fire, with a bit of personal grudge.

Compared to before, this Qiongqi Demon Pill has been more than half eaten and is still a little short of being cooked.

The first part that became Chu Wu Ji's nourishment was the part of Huo Dou's soul, which was a bit like buy one get one free.

Chu Wuji didn't have any corresponding martial arts skills, so he relied on his instinct to drive the power of Huodou's soul. He moved outside the house, leaving footprints burning with sparks, and walked around the top of the mountain. The flaming footprints never went out.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened, and from a distance, Zhuying Peak looked like a circle of beacon towers.

He threw out a few light punches, and when the punches exploded, flames shot out and a circle of fire ripples appeared.

He took off Mozhi again and danced with the sword casually. The ink marks were dotted with flowing fire, and the traces left by the sword were like the setting sun in ink and wash painting.

Chu Wuji couldn't help but sigh in surprise:

"This truly is a fire-controlling beast. When the Qi and blood flow to the ends of the meridians in the hands and feet, they automatically turn into extremely hot flames."

He looked back at the flames he had "pulled" out, and with a flick of his mind, he easily took them back.

Yun Qingying didn't know what Chu Wuji was practicing, so she reminded him:

"Don't set Master's Immortal Peak on fire. If that happens, Bamboo Shadow Peak will probably become another 'Fireworks Immortal Peak' and everyone in the sect will come to watch the fun."

Are you afraid that Zhuying Peak will explode too?

Chu Wuji understood her concerns and nodded in response:

"Don't worry, I'm just trying it out. I won't go too far."

"Better so."

Yun Qingying replied indifferently, her demeanor of aloof senior sister was perfectly captured, though one could still vaguely hear her slightly milky voice.

I'm afraid that in about half a year, Yun Qingying's few remaining moments of innocence will completely disappear. Chu Wuji feels reluctant to let her go just thinking about it.

Yun Qingying suddenly asked in confusion:

"Junior brother, you can even set the mountain on fire. Fire control is nothing more than this. You have crossed the threshold, right? From now on, you can stay in the mountains with me in seclusion, and no one can say anything wrong."

The whole point of the sentence is that she wants Chu Wuzhi to stay and accompany her in seclusion.

In Yun Qingying's opinion, Chu Wuji is now running around the world out of helplessness and is unable to stay in the holy land of immortals filled with spiritual energy. He can only wander outside and look for opportunities.

As a senior sister from the same school, she naturally didn't want Chu Wuji to be so busy all the time.

Chu Wuji condensed a fireball in his hand again, letting Yun Qingying feel the aura within it, and said:

"This isn't performed with the aid of spiritual energy. In nature... it's more like the body's natural instinct, like eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating for mortals."

Yun Qingying discovered that this flame was indeed unrelated to the mobilization of spiritual energy. She frowned unhappily:

"Just say inhale and exhale directly, there's no need to use those unpleasant words!"

It's not that he wanted to describe it in such a vulgar way, but that is the characteristic of the Huotou. For a ferocious beast like the Huotou, fire is like eating and defecating, and it is self-sufficient.

After most of the day's practice, Chu Wuzhi planned to take the mother and daughter out for a walk.

He actually wanted to wander around the holy land of the Shenxiao Sect, but his identity as an outsider was quite conspicuous, and coupled with Yun Qingying's dazzling appearance, he was afraid that he would attract attention wherever he went.

Being stared at by the monks and disciples all the time, even though they had no ill intentions, actually made us feel quite uncomfortable.

Chu Wuji pulled Yun Qingying back into the house and discussed with Madam Jiang:

"Would you like to go out for a stroll tonight, visit Sanquan Market, or soak in the hot springs in the Lihuo Mountains?"

The mother and daughter said different things. Mrs. Jiang said "Sanquanwei" and Yun Qingying said "hot springs".

The two of them were considerate of each other and almost changed their minds at the same time, saying, "Let's go to Sanquanwei (hot springs)."

Chu Wuji laughed dumbly. This was indeed a tacit understanding and a disagreement. He helped to make a decision:

"It's just a stroll. With Senior Sister Qingying riding the clouds, it's pretty fast. Just go for a walk."

Chapter 350 Strange Use

They left as soon as they said they would, and the three of them flew to Sanquan Town together. This small town was as peaceful as ever, and there were slightly more people walking around here recently than in the past.

Most of them are from Xiaoze Country. They tried to sneak into Lihuo Country to make a living and accidentally entered Sanquanwei. There are about twenty of them. They thought this was a town in Lihuo Country and planned to slowly get a household registration here. However, they found that there were not even any officials from Lihuo Country here. They thought it was a black market town or something like that.

They were a little disappointed because no one wanted to hire them for cheap work and there were too few people to do business.

"It seems that the situation in Xiaoze Country is not very good. In this light, the peace and tranquility of Lihuo Country is really remarkable."

Chu Wuji and the beautiful mother and daughter strolled around the town, feeling deeply moved.

The three of them first booked a room in the inn, and then walked around this medium-sized town. There were many familiar faces, but some faces had disappeared.

Yun Qingying found a monk disciple dressed as a commoner and asked:

"Where is the senior who runs Fox Fairy Wine?"

The monk disciple wiped the table and replied, "That's my senior brother. Last time, Elder Jiuwu took away all the wine. Senior brother brewed this batch of wine and then went out to travel. Maybe he will come back in a hundred or eighty years."

"He's been gone for more than a hundred years? Where did this senior travel to and how could he have stayed there for so long?" Chu Wuji was curious.

"It should be the Sericulture Country. He accepted a disciple there a hundred years ago. I wonder what has become of him now. Yunyou must have walked there slowly."

This was really a coincidence. Chu Wuzhi had just returned from the Sericulture Kingdom, and this old wine-making expert went there.

Mrs. Jiang was a little surprised. She didn't quite understand this ascetic practice and asked:

"Aren't you tired? Just walk slowly. I'm afraid by the time you get there, everything will be different!"

The monk disciple really didn't know how to explain it, so he scratched his head and laughed:

"When we first learned to fly, we wanted to chop off our legs so we could fly. But after a hundred years, our mentality changed. We felt more solid with our feet planted on the ground."

Yun Qingying remembered that Ning Xianzhi had said something similar, and said:

"Master said that flying is for patrolling, while walking is the only way to travel around and experience strange stories."

Chu Wuji really wanted to complain. Ning Xianzhi's mother was also a homebody who was keen on practicing in seclusion. How could she have such insights?

He gently patted the door of Fox Fairy Winery, pretending to be unable to buy wine, and then said:

"When Senior Jiujiu comes to get the wine next time, I'm afraid this wooden winery will rot and collapse."

"It's okay. If the winery collapses, we can just rebuild it. Elder Jiuwu is only concerned about the safety of the wine."

"That's right." Chu Wuji found it difficult to refute.

There was more than one restaurant in Sanquanwei. Chu Wuji went somewhere else to buy two jars of liquor, sent them back to the inn room first, and then continued to stroll with the two women.

After touring the town, Chu Wuji asked if they wanted to go to the Lihuo Mountains, but Yun Qingying shook her head.

Mrs. Jiang took her daughter's hand and said gently, "Qingying, it won't interfere with your practice. Why do you suddenly not want to go?"

Yun Qingying did not refuse. She explained her inner feelings:

"It's getting dark now, and I suddenly don't want to go that far. I plan to just take a quick stroll and then go back to my room to rest."

It seems that she has also been infected by Ning Xianzhi's stay-at-home temperament. Unless it is necessary, she just wants to stay in her own nest after dark.

"Okay, then let's quietly go to the waterfall pool and take a look at the little foxes, and then come back to rest." Chu Wuzhi said with a smile.

......

Perhaps it was because of the conversation they had just had with the monk disciples about traveling, after the three of them walked out of the town, they did not rush to fly on the clouds to continue their journey, but walked at a faster pace on the old road.

Previously, this section of the route had been trampled out into a vague path on the ground because Chu Wuzhi had walked back and forth several times. Now it has returned to its original appearance, lush and green, but deserted.

The three of them stopped by the river at the same time, and Chu Wuzhi chatted with the mother and daughter separately here.

Mrs. Jiang recalled what happened at that time, her face flushed slightly, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the tall, strong and handsome boy, and subtly covered her chest.

Chu Wuji pointed to the other side and said:

"Before, there were a bunch of hanged ghosts wandering across the river, but now it's clear. Do you know where the hanged ghosts came from?"

Mrs. Jiang was a little glad that she couldn't see any ghosts at that time, otherwise she would be scared. She leaned closer to Chu Wuzhi and also pulled her daughter on the other side closer to Chu Wuzhi, as if she was afraid that she would be hit by something dirty.

Yun Qingying let her mother pull her along. She asked curiously, "Where did the hanged ghost come from?"

Chu Wuzhi told Mrs. Jiang about his brief experience in Yunze Township. Mrs. Jiang was surprised by the ghost messenger and the corpse-drying tree.

"Luckily I haven't been there, otherwise I would be scared just by seeing those two big trees. They can actually breed so many ghosts!"

The beautiful woman was still frightened. She felt that having cultivation might not be a good thing, as she would inevitably come into contact with those horrifying things.

However, the river is now quiet, which also means that there is not much to see. After staying for a while, the three of them quickened their pace and headed for the waterfall pool.

From a distance, the situation here is no different from when I left.

The little foxes lived here peacefully and also helped to cook on the stove. While Chu Wuzhi and others were watching, they had already made a pot of fried rice and were sharing it.

There were a few little foxes fishing by the pond, and they caught every fish they wanted, with the fish biting the hooks like crazy.

Chu Wuji frowned as he watched, "The fish in this pond are so easy to catch? I'm afraid they are stupid fish, not worth fishing for."

"......" Yun Qingying didn't want to expose his shortcomings, so as not to make her brother sad.

It is worth mentioning that none of the little foxes in this group were able to transform successfully. At most, only two little foxes were able to transform into human form.

"Did it encounter any setbacks? Why hasn't it officially transformed yet? The ones in the palace have already transformed." Chu Wuzhi was worried.