Chapter 5

How dare I not obey the orders of the gods? " Yi Heng bowed his head, and his eyes shone with light? Do you want to take me as an apprentice? Tell me the art of fire? "

"You don't want to know what great wealth is? What is fairyland? "

"Please give me some advice!" Yi Heng's tone is full of expectation and flattery.

"If you want to be rich and noble, it's too simple. I'll pass a word to the king of departure. You may become the princess of four counties except Wangdu County," the Taoist stopped, as if watching Yi Heng's reaction.

But Yi Heng has been at the bottom for many years, and with his decades of experience in his previous life, he didn't show any yearning and admiration. "The Lord of a county is certainly good, but compared with the immortals, it's no match at all. My purpose is to live on, only to learn a little."

Seeing Yi Heng still indifferent, the Taoist thought, "this boy looks like he is in his twenties, but the city is deep. Without the pressure of life and death, he doesn't show any flaws. It seems that he has to give some pressure."

"What about the fairyland? The need itself has spiritual roots, and it is difficult for one of the ten thousand people to have spiritual roots. "

As soon as the Taoist priest finished, Yi Heng seemed to be watered down with cold water.

"It's hard to find one among ten thousand people. I don't think there will be any spiritual roots. Sure enough, if everyone can have fairy fate, why haven't I heard of it before? Perhaps, the Taoist didn't want to teach me the skill of fire. He deliberately invented some spiritual roots to deceive me. When his injury was stable, a fire would kill me.

”But if you want to kill me, why lie to me now? Or if I have a chance to kill him, rob him of his cultivation method and learn the skill of fire, where can I go

In a moment, Yi Heng turns such an idea in his heart, but he closes his eyes and looks miserable.

The Taoist thought that Yi Heng knew that he could not have spiritual roots and was disappointed, but he did not know what Yi Heng thought.

Just listen to the Taoist continued:

"you don't have to be too disappointed. What if you happen to have spiritual roots? What's more, even if you don't get the chance to be a princess and enjoy the glory and wealth of this life

"How can the gods check whether I have spiritual roots?"

Yi Heng listened to the Taoist saying that, as if he had strength again, he raised his head and asked.

"I have to wait for my injury to be stable, so I can check it for you. OK, now I don't have to think about it. I'll get something to eat first."

after that, I raised my right hand and pointed to Yi Heng. Yi Heng didn't respond. A cool air rushed into his head and then disappeared.

Yi Heng was shocked and looked at the Taoist priest in fear. The Taoist priest said with a light smile:

"this is a wisp of my spiritual consciousness. If you run away, I will track you. Go!" Then the Taoist priest lowered his eyes.

Yi Heng stood up in a daze and walked across the stream into the forest,.

Looking at Yi Hengsheng's loveless back, the Taoist priest smiles in secret and closes his eyes.

Yi Heng is really desperate. He hasn't got any great fortune and fairyland here. Instead, he is put into his head by some spiritual knowledge. He can't find it if he wants to find it. He can't try the truth or the fake. Now he has to go step by step.

When Yi Heng climbed to the place where he started fighting that day, the long knife was still cutting on the tree. Yi Heng pulled out the long knife and looked at it carefully. The blade did not have any curling edge. For this casting technology, it is a very good long knife.

Although I don't know what the use of taking back the long knife is, Yi Heng still carries the long knife and goes deeper into the jungle.

In this kind of primitive jungle, it is too easy for Yi Heng to beat a few rabbits and pick some wild fruits. In half an hour, Yi Heng beat two rabbits. Now, he just needs to pick some more wild fruits.

There are not many wild fruits that can be eaten in the primitive jungle. Generally, the wild fruits are green, astringent and bitter. Only a few of them are sweet and delicious, and there are poisonous wild fruits.

"Poisonous?" Yi Heng thought of this, his heart couldn't stop pounding wildly. He let go of his knife and rabbit fell into the grass and sat on the ground without dignity.

"If we can find the poisonous wild fruit and put it in other wild fruit, we will take it to the Taoist priest together. In case he happens to eat the poisonous wild fruit, if he doesn't poison it, I will pretend that I don't know that the wild fruit is highly poisonous," Yi Heng thought, suppressing his wild jump.

"But if the Taoist knows that there is no cure for the poison, he can't die immediately. Give me a small flame before he dies, and I'll die too!"

"But if it doesn't, there will be no chance to kill the Taoist. When his injury is stable, not to mention Xianyuan's wealth, he may end up being killed."

Yi Heng has never been so tangled, but he still dare not start rashly. "We should wait for him to trust me completely. Today, when he eats wild fruits, I will run far away. Later, when the time is ripe, this method will naturally be feasible."

To understand these, Yi Heng honestly picked up the knife and hare, picked some wild fruits and went back to the stream.

The Taoist did not open his eyes, as if he had forgotten Yi Heng.

But Yi Heng didn't dare to forget him. In addition, he intended to please the Taoist priest, so he quickly rifled the hare with a long knife, and then picked up the dead branches. He knocked the stone twice with the back of his knife. The sparks from the collision soon ignited the dead branches.Yi Heng put the hare on the fire, but for a moment, the smell of roast meat filled the small canyon.

After washing the wild fruit and holding the whole roasted rabbit, Yi Heng walked carefully to a distance of five or six steps away from the Taoist priest and whispered:

"immortal? Eat, God.

The Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yi Heng. He didn't take the wild fruit and hare from Yi Heng.

"it's very good that he didn't run away. I don't need to call me immortal. My surname is Xu. I can call me Xu Xianshi.".

"Immortal Xu, no, no, master Xu laughed. There's that spirit in the boy's head. How dare you run?" Yi Heng said to the Taoist with a face of flattery.

But Xu Xianshi didn't eat it.

"Give me the wild fruit and take the rabbit."

Yi Heng put the wild fruit next to Xu Xianshi, and then backed back slowly to the fire. It was about 20 steps away from Xu Xianshi and put down the rabbit meat.

As if suddenly, as if his stomach hurt, he ran to the jungle in a hurry. But it was strange that Xu Xianshi did not pay attention to it. He ate wild fruit slowly. Yi Heng went to the jungle to urinate and came back to the fire with a fresh air.

"It's hard for Xu Xianshi to guess. One of the prepared excuses is useless, but it's OK."

Yi Heng turns his mind and picks up the rabbit meat and eats it in three mouthfuls and two bites. Although there is no salt, it is better than the delicious and tender meat. For Yi Heng, who has not eaten for a day, he still has a feeling that he has not eaten.

After eating, Xu Xianshi stopped talking, as if he was healing himself again. Although Yi Heng meant to please the immortal master, he didn't dare to be too obvious. So after eating, he also lay down beside the fire and slowly entered his dream.

As the fire burned out, the valley returned to calm and darkness, and the stream flowed endlessly, without source or end.