Chapter 64 Is He Scared?

The water ghost saw Wei Yuan suddenly stop talking and asked curiously, "What's wrong, boss?

"Can't that thing be shown to Miss Jue?"

The water ghost thoughtfully pondered,

"Could it be a love letter for some girl?"

Wei Yuan's eyes flickered, and he said unhappily,

"What are you thinking?"

"Go drink your stuff."

He walked to the innermost display case, reached out and pulled open the drooping curtain, saw the foremost collection, the simple pottery, and the Kunlun flower seeds inside. He raised his palm slightly, touched the glass counter, and felt the temperature that had once remained.

After a long time, he withdrew his hand, and the curtain fell.

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"Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei, Sister Jue took us to eat hot pot today."

"Vegetarian hot pot is so delicious."

"There's also chocolate cake and ice cream."

"The human world is such a good place."

"I've decided, I'm going to spend two years eating my way through the north and south of the country."

The Yu Clan girl was wearing a white shirt, with a black and red sports hoodie over it. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, slightly messy, with two small red bead ornaments hanging from the hair tie. Her eyebrows were full of heroic spirit, and her eyes were bright.

Of course, it would be better if she wasn't talking about food.

Wei Yuan cooked and silently complained, then casually said,

"Then I'll introduce you to a buffet hot pot place one day."

"Buffet?"

"Yes, all you can eat."

"Really?!"

The girl's eyes lit up in an instant, and she leaned over.

Wei Yuan choked, and suddenly felt that maybe it was better not to harm that boss. Besides, when cultivation becomes popular in the human world, the Dharma cultivators would be fine, but those martial arts cultivators could eat more than anyone else. That buffet boss might have to change careers.

For lunch, Wei Yuan gave his mobile phone and newly issued ID card to Feng Siyu.

Nü Ying was somewhat unaccustomed to using the phone.

Feng Siyu easily found the door.

Wei Yuan had explained before that she had seen him and Wu Zhiqi in the *Shan Hai Jing*. (Classic of Mountains and Seas)

He also had the girl add Wu Zhiqi as a friend.

Feng Siyu clicked on that account and greeted him excitedly.

Wu Zhiqi: "It's you?"

By the Huai River, Wu Zhiqi took a sip of his happy water and asked,

"How is it, have you found civilization?"

Inside the flower shop, the Yu Clan girl held a cup of milk tea in one hand, took a sip, and vowed, "Yes, Senior."

"I have found the civilization I like!"

"Oh, very good."

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment."

Completely unaware that Wu Zhiqi and Feng Siyu had reached a consensus in some strange way.

Wei Yuan looked at the goddess, who showed no signs of anything amiss, and was slowly turning the pages of an old book after making tea. He hesitated and said, "Jue, I have something to give you."

He brought a pottery piece from the museum that was modeled after an ancient style.

It was placed on the table, filled with moist soil. He planted all the Kunlun flower seeds in it. These were seeds that grew on Mount Kunlun during the Age of Gods, and they had a unique aura. Nü Ying subconsciously looked back.

Wei Yuan took a slight breath.

He was not yet prepared to face the grace of saving his life and the loneliness of those thousand years. In modern times, three or ten years of dedication was already touching, let alone a thousand years, a full thousand years of loneliness, how could it be easily glossed over?

Even if they were to be friends in the future, he would accompany Jue, and Jue would accompany him. It was mutual.

He could only think that if he could figure out what happened on Mount Kunlun.

If he could bring back the Queen Mother of the West, perhaps it would make up for Jue's thousand years of loneliness.

At that time, he could tell her everything frankly.

But now the other party had already noticed something. If he didn't mention it, it would be a bit wrong. At least, not explicitly, even if it was an allusion... Wei Yuan pushed the pottery and the Kunlun flower seeds slightly towards her and said,

"This is a flower I found... You might like it since you run a flower shop."

"They are still just seeds and haven't sprouted yet, haven't been able to see the light of day."

"Perhaps it will take some time for such flowers to bloom."

"But one day, the flowers will bloom."

Jue was a little surprised, put down the book, closed it, and placed her hand on the pottery.

Her eyes were clear as she looked at Wei Yuan and smiled,

"No..."

"They are already growing."

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Nü Ying frowned, thoughtfully, "What they're saying sounds a little strange?"

"It always feels like there's a hidden meaning?"

Feng Siyu looked up alertly, "Is there food?"

Nü Ying raised her hand to rub her forehead:

"It's like there's a hidden meaning, not hidden food."

Wei Yuan left the flower shop and entered the museum. Only then did he feel that his back was covered in sweat. The water ghost stuck to the window and peeked over there, then looked at Wei Yuan thoughtfully and said, "Boss, your expression just now seemed like you couldn't say the most important thing."

His voice paused.

Then, he pondered, thought, and gained something.

Under the horrified gaze of the Weapon Soul and the Red Shoes Spirit, the water ghost clenched his right fist and slammed it into his left palm, suddenly realizing,

"Boss..."

"Are you scared?"

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and the museum fell silent.

He raised his hand.

With a snap of his fingers, he gritted his teeth.

"Get out of here!!!"

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Wei Yuan returned to Mount Longhu. He had been thinking about commuting between Mount Longhu and the museum every day by using the art of riding the wind, until he went to Mount Longhu and saw the bed belonging to him in the place where the old Taoist was cultivating his Qi, and then he realized something was wrong.

He was directly detained on Mount Longhu to work overtime with the old Taoist.

From a carefree and free person, he directly evolved into a 007.

When he asked about the promised three meals, the old Taoist drooped his eyelids, stretched out three fingers, coughed, and said,

"Morning, noon, and night, these are the three meals."

Wei Yuan: "…………"

"What about four meals?"

"Morning, noon, night, and supper."

"Five meals."

"Morning, noon, night, supper, and afternoon tea."

The corner of Wei Yuan's forehead twitched. After a strenuous struggle, he achieved the freedom of only cooking one meal a day. Then he discovered that these two Taoists, one old and one young, were so salty in this regard that they divided one dish into three meals. Helpless, he could only admit that he was unlucky and take care of these three meals.

However, during this time on Mount Longhu, he also took the opportunity to browse the notes made by the old Taoist.

The Taoist methods he cultivated were directly passed down from Zhang Jiao, the ancient style of the Han Dynasty.

And Zhang Ruosu was knowledgeable in ancient and modern times, and his cultivation in the Taoist methods was high and profound. His notes also gave Wei Yuan a great shock and inspired him to consolidate his Taoist methods and gain some understanding of the modern style of Taoist methods.

The Qi Cultivation Technique had already been completed to the final stage.

Zhang Ruosu gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools to complete this technique, and then taught it to selected soldiers who signed a confidentiality agreement and had healthy physical qualities. Under strict supervision, they continued to practice. This time, it went smoothly, with almost no adverse reactions. The Qi flowed smoothly, and as long as they continued to observe for another one to two months, they could try to popularize it.

On the day of the success, Wei Yuan made a table full of dishes, but he couldn't find the old Taoist.

He looked at Ah Xuan and asked, "Where's your senior brother?"

The little Taoist shook his head, thought for a while, his eyes lit up slightly, and said, "He should be on the back mountain."

"I'll go find..."

"You stay here, I'll go find him."

Ah Xuan hadn't finished speaking when Wei Yuan pressed down on the bun on top of his head. The little Taoist subconsciously took a step back, and Wei Yuan, who was also wearing a simple Taoist robe, tapped his toes and went out. He carried a large iron wok shovel in one hand and a plate of fried peanuts in the other. He went to the back mountain and looked into the distance at the old pine, the bright moon, and the silhouettes of the green mountains.

A Taoist leaned against the old pine, sitting on the treetop, facing the bright moon, lost in thought.

"Taoist Zhang, what a fine mood."

As soon as Wei Yuan spoke, the old man turned his eyes to look at Wei Yuan and smiled, "Taoist Wei, you're here too?"

Wei Yuan landed on the treetop next to the old Taoist and sat cross-legged on it, smiling, "Sure enough, you're drinking again."

The old man laughed heartily, "I'm happy today, so I'll drink a little."

Wei Yuan saw that Zhang Ruosu's hair was white and his face seemed to have a few more wrinkles, which was enough to show how much this matter had consumed him, but the expression on the old man's face was a rare pleasure, and he could vaguely see the unrestrained demeanor of his youth.

Wei Yuan summoned a gust of wind to hold the appetizers in the air.

The two drank together, facing the moon.

The old Taoist sighed, "Finally, it's done."

He looked at the human world far away at the foot of the mountain, drank wine, and laughed:

"When I was young, I always felt that a real man should be happy with revenge, and sweep away the world with a three-foot sword. That's what's called joy, and it's not in vain to live this life. But later, I went to more places and saw more things, but I felt that it was not good to just be carefree alone, standing on the mountain and seeing the people at the foot of the mountain falling into the mud. How should I say it..."

"I feel uncomfortable."

"I also saw the various sects and factions, and I didn't like that either."

"When I got old, I realized the principles of gods being selfless, saints being un功(gong - meritorious deeds), and perfect people being nameless."

"What is it to ride the wind and control the sword to roam the world? What is it to sweep away demons and monsters with one sword, to open up this prosperous age with one sword, to let my China enter the next generation? If everyone can be like a dragon, that's what's called joy and unrestrainedness."

Wei Yuan took a sip of wine and said, "Yes."

He suddenly thought of something and said:

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask, isn't the procedure for cultivating Qi the same as the previous morning exercises?"

The old Taoist choked, and his heroism was pulled down to earth. He said helplessly:

"It seems to be..."

"However, the Qi Cultivation Technique is ultimately applied internally. If you are not careful and the Qi flow is disordered, the harm will be much greater. This is also the reason why we, Wei Bumin, want to tell all the schools in the world, hoping that they can help us, gather ideas, and complete this technique. After all, no one can guarantee that their own technique will not have problems. It is safer to go through it more."

"After all, even if there is only less than one percent, or even only 0.1 percent probability."

"If it is popularized in China, I am afraid that more than 100,000 people will have disordered Qi flow, which will be harmful to their lives instead."

"For matters of life and death, no amount of caution is too much."

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "Indeed."

"However, after another month or two, we should be able to spread the Dharma more widely."

The old man's expression softened and he smiled, "Indeed."

Wei Yuan smiled again, "But when the time comes, those children who have to meditate and practice boxing every day will probably scold you, old Taoist."

Zhang Ruosu's majesty was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Joyfully and unrestrainedly.

Wei Yuan smiled and raised his head to drink wine.

Looking at the clear wind and bright moon in the mountains.

Just as the two were thinking about the future of China's popularization of techniques, they suddenly paused slightly and subconsciously turned their heads to look. They saw that the light of Buddhism seemed to be faintly visible on the horizon. Zhang Ruosu's pupils shrank, and Wei Yuan also suddenly noticed something was wrong.

No, could they be so shortsighted?!

An old Taoist with white hair ran to the back mountain and said, "Celestial Master, something is wrong."

"What's wrong?!"

"The Buddhist sect, the Buddhist sect, they..."

This day.

The Buddhist sect broke its promise.

At Tiantai Sect, they revealed their true Buddhist form.

Widely spreading Buddhist Dharma.

Involving believers... already more than a million.

ps: The second update today... Thank you to Pinming's Pig for the ten thousand reward, thank you~

The second meaning of Wei Yuan and Jue's words should be quite obvious~