652 Kun Wu (1/2)
”Master…”
Looking at the creator of the path, Peng and the others couldn't help but shed tears.
Even though it was only seven short days, the remarkable abilities and path techniques that were preached to them had undoubtedly opened the doors to a new world, and it allowed them to know about the wonders of the world.
”After obtaining the techniques that Master had passed down, it really is a good opportunity. I really want to abandon everything and go deep into the mountains to cultivate in order to achieve great results early!”
Peng realized that, among the paths that Fang Yuan had passed down, he was still most suited for practicing internal techniques.
At that moment, he took a deep breath, and he was able to feel that the essence was constantly purified into spirit within his body. Magic power was accumulating, bit by bit.
”Everyone, we have the same master who has imparted his skills, and we share the related path traditions; hence, we are similar to blood brothers. I hope that everyone can, perhaps, leave their names so that we'll know what to call each other when we meet in the future.”
At this moment, a teenager walked over and said as he cupped one hand in the other in front of his chest, ”I'm Kun Xie!”
”I'm Peng!”
”I'm Li!”
”She!”
A few people made eye contact before giving out their names. They realized that most of them were nearby hunters and woodcutters, and this naturally made them feel closer to one another.
However, the teenager who spoke first, Kun Xie, was actually the son of a barbarian tribe's leader, causing them to be slightly shocked.
Roar! Roar!
At this moment, a giant black tiger roared, shaking the surroundings.
This type of rude and arrogant presence was just a foot away from the Pengornis[1.Mythical bird] and Nine-tailed Fox from before.
Many animals crowded over. Even Peng could sense their ill intentions. ”They… are chasing us away?”
”Hmph, Master also has a human form. How dare these creatures that are furry, have horns, are wet, or born from eggs dare to make things difficult for us?” Kun Xie cursed in a low voice, displaying his arrogance.
”Whatever… Let's go!”
Being stared at by countless animals, even Peng had goosebumps. He pulled Kun Xie's sleeves and quickly left the mountain with the others in a row.
With Fang Yuan's secret help in these seven days, those that had talent would all be able to train and accomplish something. It was common to encounter hardships in their journey.
”I am the Kun tribe's young master. Friends, feel free to find me when you need any help for cultivation!”
Although Kun Xie was a little racist, his temper was still alright when he was facing people of the same race.
”Many thanks, we'll definitely do so!”
Peng and a few others naturally agreed, and they promptly bid farewell before they went their separate ways.
”Huh?”
”Who's that?”
When he returned to his tribe, he found out that all of the people around him were looking at him strangely.
Not only that, even the whole tribe seemed to be different from before.
”What happened?”
Curious, Xuan stopped a person and finally managed to recognized the person after a long time. ”You are… Jing Jun? Why have you become like this?”
”You are… Peng?”
Jing Jun rubbed his eyes and said with an unbelieving tone, ”You've been missing for seven years, where did you go exactly?”
”Did you say… seven years?”
Peng felt that the situation was absurd. ”I clearly went into the mountains for only seven days… Wait a moment…”
He thought about his master's power. A day in heaven, a year on earth seemed to be ordinary.
”Sigh… Since that day you went missing, everyone thought that you were eaten by a wild beast in the mountains…” Jing Jun sighed sadly. ”Even your thatched hut was given to someone else.”
During this generation of semi-public ownership, all of the tribe's assets and information were shared, there was no concept of owning any private assets.
Of course, within the Xuan country, there had already been a change to this.
However, this type of ideology was deeply rooted among the barbarians.
Normally, Peng would definitely be seething with anger if he was given this type of treatment.
However, he realized that, at the moment, his heart was as calm as still water, like a rippleless ancient well—he wasn't angry at all.
”Is this the ”Cultivation of Heart,” just like what Master spoke of?”
Peng thought puzzlingly, ”Or maybe I've already grasped the path's technique, and thus, I'm not afraid? Looks like even the state of one's heart needs the support of the dharma power in order to be stable?”
”Don't be rash…” At the side, Jing Jun nagged.
”Whatever… The thatched hut is only an object, it's fine if I don't have it…” Meng smiled soothingly. ”Coincidentally… I'm thinking of leaving the tribe to go live deep in the mountains.”
It was only at that moment that he understood why Master appeared deep in the mountains.
If one wanted to cultivate to become an immortal, one would naturally want to be far away from social conventions in order to obtain peace among the famous mountains and rivers.
”What? You want to move deep into the mountains?”
Jing Jun widened his eyes and looked at him, the person who used to be his buddy. ”Do you know how dangerous it is deep in the mountains? Wait a minute… How did you live for the past few years?”
”The past few years…”
Peng had a nostalgic expression on his face.
Suddenly, he saw a group of people and horses walking over quickly. ”It's him! The escapee from before!”
He saw a man who was from a clan that he had grudges with. He rushed over happily with a few other Xuan palace guards from behind him.
”It's him…”
Peng looked at the party's pleased expression. He had long forgotten about the grudges he had against him.