Chapter 55 Letter from home After the war, Lu Jin, wearing a white robe stained with blood and dust, staggered looked pale, and despite the severe pain all over his body, he asked Jiang Mo, "Uncle Master, how are you?" "No problem, my muscles and bones are relaxed and comfortable." After the bloody battle, Jiang Mo did not look tired at all. Instead, the light in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his mental state was natural and full, which was completely different from Lu Jin's weakness. "You are seriously injured. Let's go to a quiet place to recuperate." "Okay, thank you for your help, uncle-master," Lu Jin said gratefully. His voice was hoarse and the sticky blood had not dried yet, flowing down his arm and into his palm. As the fire died down, the entire village was destroyed, and the remains in the pool of blood were buried at the bottom of the valley along with the ruins of the building. Jiang Mo controlled the Qi and raised the wind, soaring into the sky, taking Lu Jin away. The silver light swept across the night sky, galloping across the vast and boundless land, returning to the resting point last night. In the quiet mountain forest where insects whispered, Lu Jin half-crouched on the bank of the stream, using the mountain spring water to wash the dirt from his wounds. The highly tense body relaxed instantly when it came into contact with the cool stream, and the severe pain in the wound was relieved.
Lu Jin tore a piece of his long robe, sealed the acupuncture points on the wound with his right hand, and began to bandage the wound after stopping the bleeding. Jiang Mo hid in the dark woods around to hunt, and soon came back with a few pheasant carcasses and dry grass and firewood. The wood pile laid out in a tic-tac-toe shape, as he circulated his Qi, a red flame dropped from his fingertips, and then it burned like a firecracker. Late at night, pheasants were skewered with bamboo and roasted horizontally over the campfire, emitting an enticing aroma with golden oil dripping from time to time. The tender skin and flesh were roasted to be slightly charred and crispy. The two of them sat on the ground. Lu Jin was exhausted and his limbs were weak from hunger. Jiang Mo took out a skewer of roasted pheasants and handed it to him. "Eat first." "Uncle Master." "eat." "Thank you, uncle." Lu Jin took the bamboo skewer, and even though he was hungry, he still ate it politely. He ate the huge roast chicken bit by bit, replenishing his body. He felt a warm current in his abdomen and chest, and some color returned to his pale and haggard face. "Uncle Master, can I ask you something?" "ask." Jiang Mo sat cross-legged in front of the campfire, his heart as calm as water. "What secret technique was your ancient curse before?" Lu Jin asked out the confusion in his heart. From his perspective, the ferocious demon was strangled to death on the spot after listening to the ancient spell. The power was incredible. "Ancient Soul-Breaking Curse." Jiang Mo chuckled and explained the origin of the spell: "When I was traveling in the Northern Desert, I made friends with a tribe deep in the mountains. I helped them a lot and was given this spell." "Once the spell is chanted, the cursed person will be trapped in the world of consciousness, the pain will be amplified, time will be slowed down, and the effect of the imprisonment will be maintained. The cursed person's flesh and blood will be consumed until it turns into a pool of blood. Only then will the prison collapse and the consciousness will be annihilated."
"The solution is very simple. Stay calm and ignore the interference of pain. You will be able to get out soon. It can be regarded as a supplementary training method to temper your character." Hearing this, Lu Jin suddenly realized and asked again: "What about the curse that old bald man cast on you?" "I was behind you at the time, and even my emotions were affected, making me anxious, dizzy, and I almost couldn't control my body." "The magic spell of the Heavenly Self-Transformation pulls people into the inner world, amplifies and realizes their desires, and makes people sink into it, unable to extricate themselves." Jiang Mo looked at Lu Jin and reminded him, "You are young now and your cultivation is pretty good. What you need to pay special attention to is the polishing of your character." "Otherwise, if you encounter the evil spirit last time and the devil spell this time, you will undoubtedly suffer a great loss." "Disciple will listen carefully to the teachings of uncle." The warm bonfire reflected Lu Jin's serious and solemn expression. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from the distant forest, and several figures jumped to the ground. "Who?" Lu Jin looked back warily. "Master Lu, why don't you recognize me after not seeing me for a while?" Jiang Mo raised his head and saw the man walking towards him. He was rough and heroic, wearing a dark gown and had a crew cut that showed his energy. "Uncle Qiao! It's you." Lu Jin saw clearly that the people coming were all the family guards. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quickly stood up to greet them: "Come on, Uncle Qiao, Uncle Ge, Uncle Zhang, please take a seat." The guard smiled and declined, then explained: "You're welcome, Master. Lord Lu and the Patriarch asked us brothers to find out about you. There are still some firefly papers left at home. After we roughly determined your location, we rushed over." "It's a letter from the Tianshi Mansion asking us to pass it on to you and this Taoist Priest Sanyi." "Here, this is a new copy." Uncle Qiao went straight to the point. He reached into his bosom, took out the letter and handed it respectfully to Lu Jin. "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Qiao." "The head of the family also specifically instructed us to ask you if you need any help. If you do, we brothers don't need to go back and report, and can accompany you, young master." The three guards were all extraordinary in bearing and had good skills, and were even stronger than the average Quan Xing elite. "I'm sorry to bother my father and uncles with their concerns." Lu Jin felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he declined with relief: "Uncle Qiao, when you go back, please tell my father that I am very grateful for his support." "Hey, my young master, please take care of yourself and this Taoist priest." Uncle Qiao watched Lu Jin grow up and knew that this kid was a man of his mind. He would not change his mind no matter what, so he stopped talking and just patted him on the shoulder, repeatedly reminding him: "When you grow up, you need to be careful about your safety when you venture out into the world. If you have any problems that you can't solve, remember to go home." "Well, Uncle Qiao, don't worry." Afterwards, the guards said a brief farewell, hurriedly mounted their horses, and returned to the Lu family to report. Lu Jin sat down again and opened the envelope. When he saw the contents, his expression suddenly became serious: "Master, Wu Gensheng has shown up and wants to meet with us at Longhu Mountain to settle our feud." After saying that, he handed the letter to Jiang Mo. "Is it the day after tomorrow?"
Jiang Mo glanced at the handwriting, with a playful smile on his face: "To stop war with force, to see life and death, I finally couldn't hold my temper anymore. This way, I can save myself the tedious process." Lu Jin was a little worried: "The letter only mentioned him, I wonder where Li Muxuan is now?" "Maybe he came with Wu Gensheng, or maybe he hid somewhere else; no matter what, I want to kill him, and he won't survive." Jiang Mo looked calm, not worried about not being able to find any trace of the two. Lu Jin's fists were clenched so hard that they made noises. He hated Li Muxuan to the core. If it weren't for this man and the devil going through the mountains, his master would never have ascended to heaven. "It would be better if I could meet him in Longhu Mountain." "Then let's hope he will show up." Jiang Mo casually put the letter into the bonfire and burned it, and said calmly: "Then I will deal with Wu Gensheng, and you will deal with Li Muxuan, and we will kill the monster together." "Okay!" Lu Jin's eyes flashed coldly. "Tomorrow you will practice meditation and get yourself into the best condition possible." (End of this chapter)