I’ll Quit Being a God

Although he has embarked on a broad road that no one has ever walked before, it also means that how far this road can go can only be explored by Lu Heng himself.

For Lu Heng, his past practice experiences were only of reference value and could not provide him with detailed guidance.

Now that he had looked through Yunmen's secret book and the scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, Lu Heng suddenly came to his senses.

In the past, he fell into the error of empiricism and tried to use the ordinary demonic practice methods to deduce his own practice.

However, the power of the sky thunder is particularly ferocious, and Lu Heng's Dao foundation is also unusual. Trying to use the practice method of a demon cultivator to deduce his own practice is tantamount to carving a boat to find a sword.

Perhaps this is the real reason why he has been unable to break through and open the Heavenly Gate?

In the courtyard, Lu Heng was lost in thought, but his hands were inadvertently turning over the bamboo slips in his hands, as if he was still reading and deducing the method of storing Qi recorded on the bamboo slips.

However, in the past two hours, Lu Heng had personally confirmed that this method of storing Qi could not hide his Heavenly Thunder Daoji.

The Dao foundation he forged with sky thunder cannot be hidden using the Qi-hiding technique of human monks - not even a trace of breath can be hidden.

But Lu Heng was not depressed.

Because on this bamboo slip, he saw an extremely mysterious technique.

Even though this secret technique could not be used by him, the exquisite method of concealing energy broadened his horizons and greatly inspired Lu Heng, making him suddenly wake up and understand what he was lacking.

His foundation for enlightenment is different from ordinary people. Whether it is the method of practice or the secret techniques he uses, he can only rely on himself to develop it.

It is too whimsical to rely on other people's secret skills.

And if you think about it carefully, since Lu Heng traveled to this world, all the secrets of power that he possesses all along the way are based on his own insights.

Whether it is thunder and calamity causing rain, or calamity clouds arising out of thin air, these are magical powers that Lu Heng realized alone. There has never been any record of such magical powers in the past.

Perhaps, he should learn more about other monks’ secret cultivation techniques.

If you can read a lot of books and broaden your horizons, you can also learn from the strengths of others, and maybe you can find your own way to reach the sky.

Of course, before that, you need to thoroughly understand the scroll of bamboo slips in your hand.

The secret technique on this bamboo slip was extremely mysterious, and Lu Heng was greatly inspired.

Now, he is sitting quietly in the courtyard, holding a bamboo slip in his left hand and holding it empty in his right hand, but there is a faint light of thunder flowing between the palms of his fingers.

Although it is not a killing move to defeat the enemy, how powerful is the power of the thunder? Even an ordinary surge of lightning power can release a terrifying aura.

However, the power of thunder and lightning surging in Lu Heng's hand did not show any ferocious power. Even if the lightning flashed, it did not have the slightest ominous aura. Its power was not even as powerful as ordinary wind and thunder.

If someone who didn't know the situation saw it, they would never think that the flashing light was actually a powerful thunder.

As the light on his fingertips flickered, Lu Heng was in a good mood.

Although he can only hide a little bit now, he has found the trick. If we continue to research in this direction, we may one day not only be able to perfectly hide our own Dao Foundation, but even the lightning that we strike out.

Of course, that may be a long time ago...

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In the secluded courtyard behind the Fire Temple, Lu Heng concentrated on practicing.

In the prosperous and bustling Fushan City, Huo Feng, carrying a bamboo basket on his back and a small Gu sculpture squatting on his shoulders, had arrived near the dock outside the city.

The bustling city of Fushan was even more prosperous than he had imagined.

Therefore, he was in a good mood after walking around the city for nearly a day.

Not to mention the little Gu carving named Gu Yan.

Although this little guy is over sixty years old, his spiritual wisdom has not yet been awakened. The river god Gu Zhou did not dare to let him leave Pangjiang River. Even when Jiang Shen is busy and unable to accompany him, he will definitely arrange for two water tribe maids to follow him day and night.

So Gu Yan said he was a son, but in fact he was more like a pet he raised.

Because this ignorant little Gu Eagle has a simple and direct thinking, and is no different from a wild animal pet.

Although Jiang Shen Gu Zhou is his mother, the little Gu Diao is closer to the two aquatic maids who are responsible for feeding and protecting him.

Although Lu Heng guided him into practicing cultivation, the little Gu Eagle gradually opened up his spiritual wisdom. It won't be long before he realizes the importance of the kinship between mother and child, and understands who is his most important relative.

But at least the little Gu Eagle now is just a slightly smarter beast, full of curiosity about everything in the world.

Although Huo Feng was also amazed by the liveliness of Fushan City, after all, he had traveled all over the country for many years and had seen a lot. Many things only made him marvel.

The little Gu Diao is different.

It was the first time he set foot in a human city, and it was such a prosperous human city. Gu Yan was so excited that he couldn't help but flap his wings.

If Huo Feng hadn't had the foresight to tie one of Gu Yan's paws with a rope before going out, the excited little Gu Eagle might have flown away.

"Wow! Wow!"

On the crowded pier, the little Gu Eagle's excited cry was like a baby crying, attracting the attention of many people.

Most of the merchants coming and going would look at him curiously, and some sharp-eyed people even recognized Gu Yan's clan.

However, although strange beasts are powerful, they are often enslaved by capable people.

Among the merchants coming and going in this port area, there are occasionally people who can travel with those strange beasts that roam wildly, which can be called majestic.

Compared with those ferocious beasts, the little Gu Eagle on Huo Feng's shoulder was not that special.

A man and a sculpture walking across the pier, although eye-catching, are only enough to make people take a second look, and are not particularly unusual.

Among the crowd, Huo Feng looked around and stopped in front of one of the vendors from time to time to inquire about the price and choose raw fish.

This crowded pier was completely different from the deserted and deserted one when they arrived last night.

The merchants coming and going, porters busy unloading and unloading goods, and all kinds of vendors make the place very lively.

Where Huo Feng is now is a fish market on the edge of the pier.

It has been almost a day since he took Gu Yan around the city. Now that it is getting late, it is time for him to prepare the ingredients and then go back to prepare dinner for the Wolf God.

While sailing on the river a few days ago, due to limited conditions, Huo Feng could not fully display his cooking skills.

Now that he has finally moved into the big human city, Huo Feng has been eager to try it out for a long time. He just wants to purchase raw materials and then show off his skills tonight to let Xiao Ai and the Wolf God taste his true cooking skills.

Huo Feng was eager to try it, while Gu Yan, who was squatting on his shoulder, poked his head around and looked at the fish put out by the vendors with great curiosity.

In the fish market, the smell of fish is very strong.

Ordinary people may not be able to stand the fishy smell, but to Gu Yan, this smell is no different from the aroma of delicious food.

It flapped its wings excitedly and screamed, asking Huo Feng to buy him food.

Huo Feng looked a little helpless and could only say, "Wait for a while, wait for a while, bear with me for a while, let's eat when we get home."

He tried hard to comfort the excited Gu Yan, trying to calm him down.

The pier was crowded with people, how could he dare to let Gu Yan down? If they get separated, it will be difficult to deal with the wolf god.

While selecting raw fish and comforting the excited Gu Yan, Huo Feng felt a little exhausted.

Is this what it means to take care of a child? Maybe I won’t take this little guy out next time...

In order to rush for time, Huo Feng stopped bargaining and selected two fresh raw fish. He then walked out of the fish market with the little Gu Diao.

As he walked, he said comfortingly, "Okay, okay, let's go home now. I'll feed you when we get back."

Huo Feng said, but found that the little Gu Eagle that had been screaming suddenly stopped moving.

I was suddenly curious.

"Huh? Gu Yan?" Huo Feng tilted his head and glanced at the little Gu Eagle on his shoulder, and found that the little Gu Eagle was staring curiously at the river bank not far away.

On the river bank, a three-story ship is docking.

A white cloth was stretched over the hull, and spiritual flags were hung high. It was clearly a funeral boat.

After the ship docked at the shore, as soon as it stopped, there was the sound of horses neighing.

On the big ship, there were six knights wearing white mourning clothes riding horses. They rode white horses directly from the deck and jumped ashore, then galloped towards the gate of Fushan City.

The knight running at the front kept shouting loudly.

"The second young master of the Wu family is attending a funeral! Let the rest of the crowd disperse! Disperse!"

Even walking on the crowded pier is a bit crowded.

However, these six knights in white actually crashed directly into the crowd, getting faster and faster, without any intention of stopping.

The neighing of the divine white horse and the loud scolding of the knight at the front frightened all the pedestrians on the road and hurriedly retreated to both sides for fear of being hit by the galloping horse.

These six galloping horses are as fast as meteors. If an ordinary person is hit head-on, they will be immediately dead.

The originally bustling dock road suddenly became commotion due to the appearance of these six knights.

If people want to avoid the already crowded roads, where can they hide? It's nothing more than squeezing towards the vendors on both sides.

Under the impact of the flow of people, the stalls originally placed on both sides of the road were instantly submerged by the flow of people, and many things were blown away.

The stall owner complained endlessly and shouted at the top of his lungs in the crowd.

"Ouch! Don't crowd! Don't crowd!"

However, the galloping horse is coming here, who on the road dares to stop it? People were all scared and fled in all directions, and the cries of these poor vendors were directly drowned out by the crowd.

The stall was blown away, and the goods on it were scattered all over the floor and trampled on by people.

Even if the stall owner wanted to stop him, he couldn't. The crowd surged forward, and the stall owners shouted anxiously, but they could only try their best to grab the goods they could with their hands and move back, for fear that they would be squeezed by the crowd and trampled by random feet.

Among the crowd, Huo Feng was standing on the edge, so when the crowd came, he immediately moved back with the little Gu Diao, and while protecting the ingredients in the bamboo basket, he also saw clearly the people in the crowd. Six knights galloping.

From his perspective, the six knights were all practitioners with extraordinary skills.

The two strongest among them were both middle-aged men with serious faces. One of them is tall and tall, and the other is thin and has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

The two men galloped through the crowd with cold eyes, not looking at the frightened crowd at all. It seems that to them, the ordinary people desperately retreating on the road are not even ants, and they can't even take a look at them.

Huo Feng could clearly feel that even if his cultivation was intact, he might not be able to defeat these two people.

However, although these two middle-aged men have high cultivation levels, the one with the highest status in the cavalry team is actually the youngest in the team.

Her long black hair was tied behind her back, swaying up and down with the galloping horse. With a face with a hint of a slutty smile, he is so handsome that he is afraid that he can charm countless girls with just a smile.

Although he is dressed in white, it is not a filial piety garment, but a bundt worn when wandering around the world. Being in a team where everyone wore white clothes and mourning cloth, this young man who did not wear linen or mourning was highlighted as a little out of place.

After hearing the frightened comments from the people around him, Huo Feng realized that the young man in white was Wu Zhiyuan, the second young master of the Wu family.

Now that the old man of the Wu family has died of illness, the second young master of the Wu family has come all the way back from the funeral, hoping to catch up with the cremation ceremony tonight.

When the Wu family's cavalry passed the section of road where Huo Feng was, Wu Zhiyuan on horseback seemed to be aware of it and subconsciously looked towards the roadside.

I saw an ordinary young man standing silently on the periphery of the crowd. The other party was dressed simply, wearing a bamboo hat and a bamboo basket on his back. There was a strange little eagle squatting on his shoulder, now looking at him quietly.

——But there was no fear or fear in his eyes, which was completely different from the ordinary people around him.

Wu Zhiyuan was a little curious and took another look, only to find that the opponent's sword looked like it was... a disciple of Yunmen?

Wu Zhiyuan smiled, but didn't care. He waved his whip and rode his horse towards the gate, quickly leaving the Yunmen disciple far behind.

There is an undercurrent surging in Fushan City, and the Wushi clan is on stage, waiting for him, the protagonist, to appear.

A mere Yunmen disciple who might have been somewhat interested in meeting him in the past, but now he is completely in no mood to pay attention to him.

Nowadays, he can be said to be full of ambition and excitement, and he just wants to laugh out loud.

The old man is finally dead. This is simply the best news I have heard this year!

Ha ha ha ha……

Wu Zhiyuan was in a happy mood, and the speed of the horse under his crotch was also a little faster.

The market road with crowds of people was in front of him, but the people all retreated in panic and moved out of the middle of the road in fear, not daring to stop him in any way.

Such a vast world is waiting for him to roam freely.

How could he care about a mere Yunmen disciple?

Wu Zhiyuan laughed loudly and gradually walked away.

Behind him, in the market that was gradually returning to calm, Huo Feng frowned as he stood behind the crowd that was gradually dispersing.

He had been quietly looking in the direction of the city gate, watching the six domineering knights disappear from sight, and then slowly looked back.

If he remembered correctly, the second old friend that the Wolf God wanted to find was the Wu family of the second young master of the Wu family, right?

This Wu family is in such a state?

Huo Feng suddenly remembered the distressed sigh of the Wolf God in the courtyard.