Chapter 8: Liezi Rides the Wind

  From the top of the mountain all the way down to Nie's village, it was only half a time, but the sky had completely darkened.

  Just saw the elder in the village organizing a few women and children, crying and crawling into the nearby mountain forest.

  Fortunately, this is the territory of Lao Shan Pai, and although there are also powerful demons in the mountains and forests, they have always been harmless to the hunters in the village. If it were placed elsewhere in the wilderness, even if it were a whole village, everyone would still have to hide in their homes at night.

  Not to mention running wildly in the woods.

  The two hunters quickened their pace and ran swiftly to the elder's side, anxiously asking: "Has that female corpse risen again?"

  Living in the mountains all his life, he had never encountered such a fright. The old man wiped away tears and said, "Fortunately, fortunately, that female corpse was probably afraid of seeing daylight, so she remained lying in the carriage during the day without coming back to life."

  Nie surname hunter grasped the hunting fork tightly, pretended to be in high spirits and laughed: "Now that's nothing, we've invited the immortal from Lao Mountain down from the mountain, what are we afraid of that corpse making trouble again?" He made eye contact with Peng Hunter, wanting him to hurry up and help, dispersing the women and children in the village to a deeper part of the forest.

  At this time, they couldn't care less about the threats of wolves and tigers in the mountains.

  Xuan Kong looked at the old man standing in front of him, his eyes filled with sorrow and his heart softened. He opened his mouth and said: "Nie brother, Peng brother, you two also take the strong men from the village to protect your families, the female corpses in the village are enough for us brothers."

  He took a glance at Wang Qi and let Wang Qi straighten his back, putting on a neat appearance.

  Peng Lie rubbed his hands: "How can this be good? We hunters also have some strength, why not stay here to help the immortal?"

  Wang Qi also thought so, staring at Xuan Kong with eager eyes, hoping he would nod in agreement. But it still disappointed Wang Qi, Xuan Kong smiled lightly: "Brother Peng, are you laughing at the disciples of our Cui Shan Sect? Can't even deal with a mere zombie?"

  Peng Liehu repeatedly said he didn't dare, and after discussing with Nie surname hunter for half a day, he finally waved his hand and brought more than a dozen strong young men from the village to follow the villagers' team.

  "Master Brother......" Wang Qi looked at the hunters in the village who were all heading into the forest, his feigned courage also dissipated, looking at Xuan Kong expecting him to speak up.

  Xuan Kong burst out laughing, put his arm around Wang Qi's shoulder, and pushed open a wooden door with him: "Wang Qi, you've been on the mountain for over a month now, right?"

  "It's almost two months now." Wang Qi said frankly. He was a citizen of the county town, and his family was a declining aristocratic family. He was the seventh child in his family, and after going up to Lao Mountain, his fellow disciples followed suit and also called him Wang Qi.

  Xuan Kong sighed: "Everyone says that being an immortal is good, but the hardships on the path of cultivating immortality are not just mere words?"

  After Wang Qi went up to the mountain, he mostly lived with his fellow disciples outside the Upper Clear Palace. He rarely saw this senior brother who lived alone in the back of the mountain at the Weaving Micro Grass Hall. The number of conversations between them was less than the number of fingers on one's hand. Now that there is an opportunity to chat with this mysterious senior brother, it also feels novel.

  "He asked: 'Big Brother, why are you always unwilling to play with Second Brother and Third Brother together?'"

  With a flip of his sleeve, he pulled out a wine jug and took a sip, saying with a sigh: "I'm not unaware of the importance of interpersonal relationships. It's just that if I were to be like them, shallow and frivolous, who knows how long it would take for me to get tired of practicing and give up? What's the point of socializing with them?"

  Wang Qi hastily said: "I can, I'm very good at enduring hardship!"

  Xuan Kong smiled and told Wang Qi to go find two bowls of chopsticks: "Having wine without dishes, eating is not pleasant either."

  As soon as the words fell, Xuán Kōng wiped his sleeve on the wooden table, and instantly a plate of peanuts and a plate of garlic paste appeared. Wáng Qī's eyes widened in amazement. He sat beside Xuán Kōng, half complaining: "No wonder Second Master and the others said that Master is too biased towards you, it seems like we've never even heard of this magic trick."

  Many of the fellow disciples who came from afar to Mount Gao were envious of the Taoist teachings and had heard that there were immortals cultivating on Mount Gao, so they traveled thousands of miles to come here to pay homage and join the sect.

  But now seeing Xuan Kong's magic, Wang Qi couldn't help but feel angry for himself and his other fellow disciples.

  Xuan Kong explained: "This divine ability is called 'Sleeve Containing Mount Sumeru', it's not that the master didn't teach, but even he himself doesn't know how to do it."

  Wang Qi disbelieved and argued back in anger: "If Master won't teach, then where did Eldest Brother learn from?" He went on to say that Eldest Brother was originally a loner, if not for Master secretly passing on the skills, there would be no chance of learning such divine abilities.

  Xuan Kong poured a cup of fine wine for Wang Qi and said with narrowed eyes, "Do you think I'm unable to make friends just because I'm in the Yuwei Caotang?"

  "Isn't that so? The other brothers all say that the eldest brother has never left the mountain town below, and just knows to stay in the back mountain to sit and wait for death."

  Xuan Kong shook his head and said, "I'm not one who doesn't leave the house, it's just that you usually don't notice me."

  Wang Qi said, "But every week's morning meeting, isn't it possible to see Master Brother? Is there a more profound immortal than Yimiao Daozhang in the small town at the foot of Laoshan Mountain?"

  That's impossible, immortals aren't like ordinary cabbage, wherever there is mud, a sprout will grow.

  Xuan Kong smiled: "In the past, Master let you read less 'Lie Zi', in fact, Lie Yu Kou this person speaks although always likes to exaggerate, but on the point of immortal flying with the wind, he didn't write nonsense."

  "Riding the wind and flying?" Wang Qi didn't dare not to believe it, and in the afternoon he was pulled by Xuankong from the back mountain all the way to the top of the giant peak.

  But he didn't dare to fully believe it, and didn't think that flight was so magical.

  "Since ancient times, it has been said that 'the immortals travel to the North Sea in the morning and stay at Cangwu in the evening.' This refers to the immortals who rise from the North Sea at dawn, travel through the East Sea, West Sea, and South Sea, and return to Cangwu. Cangwu is located in Lingling, North Sea. The meaning is that one can only be considered a master of wind and flying if they can travel through all four seas in one day."

  Wang Qi stuck out his tongue: "And yet they say Master is impartial, but we can't even learn this kind of wonderful technique from the immortal family."

  "Really can't?" Xuan Kong seemed to smile but not quite, he was even more curious about Wang Qi's "wall-penetrating technique".

  Wang Qi suddenly realized: "Could it be the Wind Control Technique taught by Master?"

  The Five Elements Spirit Code is a must-learn for every cultivator, but each sect has its own subtleties. As the inner disciple of the Lao Mountain Sect, the old Daoist would naturally not forget to pass on the basic technique of the Five Elements Spirit Code, and the Wind Control Code is a derivative spirit code that leans towards the wood attribute.

  Many masters and brothers will learn it, but none can live up to it, just like Xuan Kong who has cultivated the Wind Flight Technique.

  Xuan Kong was not arrogant, and humbly said: "What's the big deal about this? In the North Sea, there are fish that transform into birds, spreading their wings to fly 90,000 miles; in the Western Sky, there is also Dou Zhan Sheng Fo, with a single somersault covering 180,000 miles. Only then can it be considered a divine technique!"

  Xuan Kong accompanied Wang Qi and drank a few cups. Had Wang Qi ever drunk such strong liquor before?

  Before long, he was dazed and confused by the strong liquor made according to the ancient brewing method. He kept pulling at Xu Kong, asking him where he had learned "Sleeve Na Xumi". Xu Kong smiled and reminded Wang Qi: "Let's solve the female corpse in the village first, brother will talk about other things with you next time."