The villain is right beside me

The spleen belongs to the earth element and occupies the center among the five elements. All things in the world are supported by the earth.

Mu Qing has really encountered a bottleneck recently. After he consumed most of the Yang Yuan Dan that had been refined, his cultivation level increased rapidly, and even the Jueyin meridians on both hands have been opened.

However, the spleen is always difficult to train, and there are some effects on the Taiyin meridian of the foot.

This is going to be difficult.

Just when Mu Qing was worried, Lao Wang suggested that he should leave the sect to gain experience, calling it a chance to meet an immortal.

In fact, whether it is a disciple of the immortal way or a disciple of the demon way, the most important thing after cultivation is to travel the world and look for natural treasures and ancient relics. This is a necessary part of cultivation. It is called "encountering the immortal fate".

A cultivator must have great perseverance and persistence to achieve half of his success. But the other half depends on luck! The greater the adventures of a cultivator, the deeper his "immortal fate" is.

Mu Qing made some preparations, and he stepped out of the sect early the next morning. The first purpose of this trip was to return to his original small mountain village.

Looking at the mountains and rivers along the way, Mu Qing felt much more cheerful.

Finally, Mu Qing saw the familiar small mountain village. The adobe houses were covered with thatch, and there was a house every few steps, built at the foot of the mountain.

Here is his beginning.

Mu Qing walked into the village and saw that the original family was gone. The house was old and had not been repaired. He asked and found out that the family had moved to the town two years ago and was considered wealthy in the village.

After hearing this, Mu Qing did not go in, but went to the back mountain, where he used to practice.

I remember he also buried the bodies of two immortal cultivators there.

He came to the place where the body was buried, raised his hand and grabbed, and the whole mound of earth was lifted up.

Mu Qing was stunned.

There's nothing inside!

Mu Qing dug deeper and found no rotting corpse in the ground, even the bones were gone.

How can it be!

Did someone poach it? Who?

"Maybe their master found the body and brought it back, maybe it was a tomb robber, or maybe... a demon practicing magic found the corpse." Lao Wang mentioned several possibilities.

"From what we saw just now, the entire village is safe and sound. If it were a demon cultivator, he wouldn't use such gentle means." Mu Qing analyzed.

"Is it safe? There are some people you haven't met yet." Lao Wang said.

Mu Qing was startled and hurried to the town. After asking around, he finally found a blacksmith's house where the original family was.

Mu Qing felt relieved. He went to take a look at the nearby mountains and also went to the place where he used to practice, but he did not find any caves where immortal cultivators were meditating nearby.

Am I too worried?

Mu Qing flew all the way to the south. To the south of Yunlan Kingdom was another country called Lu, which was also a small country.

The sects of cultivation within the borders of Lu State are not very strong. It is said that twenty years ago, there was a Holy Moon Sect that was at its peak. However, after the Holy Moon Sect declined, it was swallowed up and destroyed by other sects of cultivation. Only the old site of the sect remained, sealed in restriction forever.

On the way, he slept in the open and walked in the wilderness. Now he was actually a little hungry.

He had not yet started fasting, and came to a town, which was not very big. Walking into the town, he came to a small restaurant with only seven or eight tables. It was obvious that they were very old and had been rubbed to a shine.

The shopkeeper was a beautiful woman in her thirties. Her clothes were covered with patches and it looked like she was not living a good life.

"Boss, is there anything to eat?"

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "There is also half a roast chicken and some white steamed buns."

"Then bring it up."

"Then please wait a moment. I'll heat up the food." The woman was very gentle. Here she was the shopkeeper, the waiter, and the cook.

After a while, the fragrant roast chicken and snow-white steamed buns were served. Mu Qing's appetite was immediately aroused. He had not eaten for too long in the mountains. He had never been as detached from worldly life as an immortal cultivator. The simple food in front of him made his stomach growl.

He quickly took the bowl and chopsticks, bit the snow-white steamed bun, tore off a chicken leg, and began to wolf it down. At this moment, he felt that the most delicious food in the world was just like this, and all the delicacies from land and sea were put aside, far less satisfying than the few things in front of him.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." The woman brought a bowl of vegetable soup. She saw that Mu Qing was not poorly dressed, but he ate so voraciously, which made her a little surprised.

"Mom! I'm back." A little boy ran in, with patches on his clothes. He was holding some fruits in his clothes and came in happily.

He glanced at Mu Qing, his eyes seemed to be fixed on the roast chicken, unable to look away, and swallowed quietly.

Not long after, Mu Qing had finished the food on the table. Just as he was reaching into his arms, he was suddenly stunned and remembered that he had no gold or silver items on him, not even a piece of valuable jewelry.

The woman saw his embarrassment and asked: "Are you having trouble with your hands?"

"Well... please wait a moment." Mu Qing looked around and saw many pedestrians around, so he asked, "Do you have an iron pot or basin at home? A copper gong would be even better."

The little boy then said, "I found one."

"Let me use it for a while, I'll keep it for you to make money." Mu Qing said with a smile, watching the little boy run to the room and bring out a black iron gong. Mu Qing picked it up with his left hand and a spoon with his right hand, then stood by the road and started to beat the gong...

The woman was stunned, stunned.

"Before the world was divided into two parts, the world was in turmoil. It was so vast and boundless that no one could see it. Ever since Pangu broke through the chaos, the clear and the turbid have been distinguished..." Mu Qing's wonderful recitation of poetry attracted the passers-by around. He stood on a wooden bench and told the story of the immortal in detail.

"He wears a phoenix-wing purple gold crown on his head, a golden chain mail armor on his body, and lotus silk cloud-walking shoes on his feet. He is so majestic, what a handsome Monkey King..." Many children listened attentively to the stories about his hometown told by Mu Qing.

He also talked about making a scene in the Imperial Stables, proclaiming himself the Sage Equaling Heaven, stealing the golden elixir, drinking jade wine, stealing peaches, and making a scene in the Heavenly Palace...

After a while, there was a lot of silver coins in the small bowl in front of Mu Qing.

When the story reached its climax, Mu Qing stopped talking and sent away the guests who were listening to the story. He packed up some silver and stuffed it into the women's hands.

"Ah, it's much more. Sir, you are short of money, so you should keep it for yourself."

"It's only natural to pay for meals. I've got plenty of food to eat. Take this and buy some snacks for the children." Mu Qing gave them the silver and left.

On the way, Mu Qing remained silent, as if he was touched by something.

"Why, are you deeply trapped in the mundane world and unable to extricate yourself?" Lao Wang said disdainfully.

"I was just thinking that cultivating immortals is difficult, and being a mortal is also hard. No matter who you are, immortals pursue power, and mortals pursue wealth, and both have to go through many hardships and setbacks." Mu Qing sighed: "Only one out of a hundred people can become rich, and only one out of a thousand cultivators can build a platform. The successful ones can continue to climb up, but what about the mediocre ones? Their lives end here, and they live in vain, isn't it just a waste of time?"

"Since it is real gold, it is not afraid of the test of fire. Life is full of ups and downs. Even if it is rough, we must hone our hearts and do our best to have a clear conscience." Mu Qing said.

"... Well said! Hahaha!" Lao Wang couldn't help but praise him: "Even if your heart doesn't have unshakable faith, it has already embarked on the right path. The breadth of the heart is infinite, and the only thing you can do is to stick to your heart."

Mu Qing was suddenly stunned. Just now, he felt that the Dao pattern in his mind seemed to tremble slightly, as if a tightened screw finally began to loosen, opening a door for him.

"Let's find a place." Mu Qing came to a wild mountain nearby, dug a hole temporarily, sat inside it, and looked at the Dao pattern again.

The Dao patterns kept changing, just like the paths of billions of stars moving in the universe. Mu Qing watched them carefully, not missing a single change.

Each trajectory seemed to form an ancient character. When they were completely combined, Mu Qing discovered that it was a mysterious formula and a scripture.

This scripture is very short, with a total of fifty-four sentences and one hundred and eighteen words. It is simple and ancient, but the characters are gorgeous and brilliant, and it is filled with brilliance, exuding a hint of vast and desolate atmosphere, which involuntarily attracts all your attention.

Mu Qing only felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and lines of mysterious characters poured into his mind like gurgling water, lingering like a brand.

The real treasure opportunity has always been with him, but he has not yet had the ability to discover it.

Mu Qing practiced his skills again, and suddenly he found that there seemed to be no bottleneck in the sword technique he was practicing. It was very easy, as if this sword technique was originally a part of the ancient scriptures.

"I seem to have obtained something extraordinary." Mu Qing suddenly made a bold guess that the techniques that had been passed down for a long time in the Piaomiao Sect actually all came from the same ancient scripture. However, the ancient scripture he had obtained was not complete. It should be said that it was only the first chapter of the ancient scripture. But this first chapter was the beginning of the Piaomiao technique, and the source of everything came from this ancient scripture.

The four sects of Piao Miao Sect should have four systems of skills. One is the "Qingxiao Sword Controlling Art" of the sword cultivation sect, one is the "Closed Spiritual Hand" of the spirit pattern sect, one is the "Bai Feng Han Yun Gong" of the beast taming sect, and the other is the "Lian Fen Xuan Huo Bian" of the alchemy sect.

Disciples from each lineage will practice a special technique. Of course, as long as the contribution points are sufficient, they can also practice other techniques as long as they are not afraid of causing conflicts. Facts have proved that no disciple would be stupid enough to practice four techniques, because these four techniques are actually not related at all, and even conflict with each other.

Mu Qing felt that the reason for the conflict was that an extremely important link was missing in the martial arts system, which was the source of the martial arts.

He vaguely guessed that if all four techniques were integrated into a new technique, it would definitely not be inferior to the "Five Saints Great Divine Art" that Lao Wang gave him, and might even be more powerful.

Mu Qing hurried back to verify this guess.