The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Tie Rui noticed his look but did not give him the pheasant in his hand, but asked:

“I wonder if you went up the mountain to hunt or to find medicinal herbs?

I think the terrain of this mountain is complicated, and it is still too dangerous for you to go up the mountain alone. "

This mountain is a veritable deep mountain and old forest. From the middle of the mountain, there is no path for people to step on. There are weeds half as tall as a man everywhere. If an ordinary mortal were on this mountain, he would probably die of various kinds if he could not survive even three days. Accident.

When Tie Rui asked, Wang Shu's attention was immediately diverted. He smiled bitterly and explained:

“It’s to find herbs;

But the herb was hard to find. I walked around the mountain for six or seven days and couldn't find it.

All the dry food I originally brought was gone but I haven't found it yet. I had no choice but to go down the mountain and go home. But I didn't expect to meet an old wolf on the way down. Although the old wolf couldn't kill me, he was accidentally angered in the dark. The poisonous snake, this is..."

Wang Shu couldn't help but sigh, and then said with a lingering fear:

"Fortunately, I met my little brother, otherwise my life would have been spent here."

Tie Rui nodded clearly,

"Then are you still going to look for that medicinal herb?"

If this person wants to continue looking for medicinal herbs, should he follow him?

After all, this mountain is dangerous. Since he saved this man once, wouldn't it be in vain if he just let it go?

Tie Rui thought for a moment and decided that no matter whether the person wanted to continue looking for herbs or not, he would follow him until the person came down the mountain safely.

Wang Shu looked at Tie Rui anxiously and asked tentatively:

"Little brother, what are your plans next?"

With Wang Shu's ability, although he can walk in this mountain, if there is someone with him, he can take care of him when he encounters danger.

And perhaps because Tie Rui's appearance was so mysterious and bizarre, Wang Shu thought of the legendary immortal. He always felt that even if Tie Rui was not an immortal, he was at least an immortal or a master in the innate realm. He had only studied with him for two years. People with superficial martial arts skills are completely different.

Hearing what Wang Shu said, Tie Rui knew that he probably still wanted to continue looking for medicinal herbs, so he answered:

"I don't have any other arrangements, I just follow my heart."

When Wang Shu heard this, he stood up excitedly and rubbed his palm-like hands. His eyes were full of expectation but he asked sheepishly:

"Then I'll shamelessly beg my little brother to stay with me on this mountain for a few more days to look for that medicinal herb!"

Tie Rui smiled and handed him the pheasant in his hand.

“I’m Xia Tie Rui;

I don’t know the eldest brother’s name yet. "

Although he has lived for hundreds of years, with a face that looks like he is in his early twenties at most, Tie Rui looks young and has no psychological burden.

Wang Shu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then he bowed his hands and clasped his fists very seriously in thanks:

"Wang Shu thanks Brother Tie for his life-saving grace and helping hand."

Tie Rui looked at this tall and thick man and felt that he might have used up all the words he had learned in his life after saying these two sentences. He helped Wang Shu up and gave him the pheasant in his hand.

"Brother Wang, you don't need to be polite, it's just a simple effort."

Tie Rui didn't lie either. This was indeed not a trouble for him, it just took a little time.

But since I’m traveling, it doesn’t hurt to take another look at how mortals live here.

Perhaps because he had been practicing immortality for so long, his memory of the years he spent in the secular world when he was a child began to become blurry. Now that he met Wang Shu by chance, he had the urge to return to the secular world and live for a while longer.

Mortals are different from immortal cultivators. Because their life span is only a few decades, they are always busy and full of energy. Unlike immortal cultivators, except when they are fighting for opportunities or on the battlefield, they always have a sense of detachment most of the time. The indifference of everything makes it feel like a basin of warm water.

Mortals are like a pot of boiling water that is always boiling. Their short life span becomes the firewood they desperately burn; although their strength is meager, they have an indomitable and upward spirit.

Just like the Wang Shu in front of me.

Tie Rui thought so and fiddled with the fire in front of him.

The red-burning firewood rolled up a few sparks, and soon lost its luster and warmth when it fell to the ground.

Tie Rui looked at the ashes, and his spiritual consciousness swept around the area. He raised his eyebrows slightly after discovering a few approaching beasts. After his spiritual consciousness transformed and scared these beasts away, the roe deer was also roasted.

Immortal cultivators don't need to eat, but firstly, Tie Rui hasn't eaten these delicious things for a long time. Secondly, if he wants to join the world, he has to pretend that he is a mortal, so he still has to eat. of.

As for whether Wang Shu would suspect that he was an immortal cultivator, that was Wang Shu's own business and had nothing to do with him.

Nights in deep mountains and old forests are always quiet, but quiet never means safety. Sometimes, when the surroundings are too quiet, it means danger is approaching.

Wang Shu's father taught him this, and for so many years, Uncle Wang has always kept his father's words in mind. Every time he rests on the mountain at night, Wang Shu is very alert and sleeps lightly. If there is any disturbance around him, he will wake up. Will wake up immediately.

But this time, perhaps because the injury was just healed, Wang Shu warmed himself up by the fire and fell asleep quickly.

And here, looking at the strong man who had begun to snore, Tie Rui stood up and stretched, and then found the map of the mountain range from a pile of jade slips.

In order to eliminate all the pestilence in the Land of Spiritual Destruction, the Gu family monks had traveled to every village and town of the human race, so the map drawn by the Gu family is definitely the most detailed in the entire Land of Spiritual Destruction.

Some maps even marked the locations of mortal villages.

Before Tie Rui set out, he had exchanged all maps with the family, which naturally included maps with the locations of mortal villages and towns marked.

Judging from the location, this Wang Shu should be a villager in Donghe Village at the foot of the mountains here.

This village is still forty miles away from the nearest town. This distance is nothing for cultivators, but for mortals, this forty-mile distance is enough to be called a remote place.

Fortunately, there are two other small villages near Donghe Village, so it is not isolated.

And this Donghe Village and the nearby mortal towns, from the perspective of territory ownership, belong to the jurisdiction of a family named "Min".

But this Wang Shu's surname is Wang.

I just don't know if it's because he's special or if most of the people in Donghe Village are people of different surnames, which is why it's so far away from the mortal town.

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