Chapter 21: Departure Without Farewell

  Ge Erlang burst out laughing, and where did he still have a silly look? Instead, he said with a flattering face: "Master, you often teach your disciples that if someone has received a drop of water from others, they should repay them with a gushing spring. You old man drank so much wine from Wen Fei, it's not good to just drive him away like this?"

  "Besides, you've also taken advantage of Wen Fei that kid quite a bit, and he didn't even bother to hold it against you?" Chen Niwan said with an unpleasant tone.

  Ge Er Lang just chuckled and said, "That guy actually looks a bit cunning and clever, but in fact he's not bad, very much to my taste. Besides, Master, you always say that we should expand our Taoist sect and spread the Great Way... why must we hide our treasures?"

  "You stinky little brat, you've finally gotten on your master's bad side! Chen Niwan scolded in a foul mood: "I originally had the intention to teach that little brat some real skills, and reminded him several times. But this little brat has no affinity for it, only thinking about learning some tricks. It seems he's not someone from my sect after all!"

  Their school of thunder rituals is based on internal alchemy, and other attachments, opening light, descending generals, folding fingers, shining water, sealing arms, and capturing the dead falling banner. Their ghosts are not gods, their affairs do not respond, all are just techniques and calculations, and cannot be considered Taoist methods. Those who know this can clearly understand that the divine teachings are set up for education, but those who know it will not consider it to be so!

  This disciple of mine has always been used to being clever and taking shortcuts. Instead of relying on improving his alchemy skills, he wants to rely on external forces to take a shortcut. In the future, I will have to strictly discipline him! As for Wen Fei, originally I thought he was sincere, and I wanted to test whether he was a good candidate for passing on my teachings. But now it seems...he is not suitable for learning my great way either! Chen Niwan is worried and anxious.

  However, he felt that although Ge Er Lang was clever and liked to take shortcuts, he had no worries about his character. Sometimes he even wondered if he himself was too rigid or if what the apprentice did was actually correct?

  There's also that Wen Fei, whose background is too mysterious, and his facial features and aura are so profound that even Chen Mudan can't figure him out. It seems like he's a person without fate. Could it be that he's the reincarnation of an ancient immortal? Otherwise, how could he have no connection to the mortal world at all? Thinking about it this way, in the future when there's an opportunity, I'll still want to see if I can convert him to our sect!

  "Ha ha, let's go! Hurry up and pack your things, we're leaving this damn place... Don't let those annoying guys find us here!"

  "Ha! Master, others would be over the moon if they were summoned by a government official. But you, on the other hand, want to avoid them when they come looking for you!"

  "Let's just drop it! Hurry up and pack your things, we're leaving!"

  Three days later, when Wen Fei rushed to the Mule and Horse Market with great enthusiasm. He found that the place was deserted, leaving only an empty and dilapidated house on the spot, and surprisingly, no one was willing to occupy it. It's no wonder that except for the fifth day of each month when the market is held, the Mule and Horse Market is usually so desolate that not even a ghost can be seen, let alone someone occupying the broken shed.

  The door was wide open, and the inside was empty and deserted. Even the broken bed and those half-made wooden barrels were gone without a trace. It seemed that a beggar with a big black mouth without teeth was silently mocking Wen Fei.

  "Damn it!" Wen Fei fiercely raised his middle finger, just about to curse loudly. But then he heard a loud thunder from the sky, and was suddenly startled, shrinking his neck. He quickly clenched his fists tightly, lest he be struck by lightning...

  Wen flew two steps into the house, but heard the thunder and lightning, and it started raining. The sky became dark, and the sound of the rain grew louder inside the house, but when a flash of lightning struck, it lit up the room.

  Wen Fei's heart skipped a beat as he walked to the corner of the wall. He stretched out his hand and indeed grabbed a piece of paper. The paper was coarse, it felt like wiping with it would still be rough, this was because the paper-making technology at that time was too poor, and better-quality paper was extremely expensive. However, these were not the key points, the key point was that there seemed to be words on the paper.

  Fortunately, Wen Fei was prepared this time. Chen Ni Ma asked for his help, which made Wen Fei excited for several days. It's not clear whether Chen Ni Ma is dealing with gods, demons, ghosts or monsters. Anyway, Wen Fei prepared a large pile of things that he thought might be useful. He even borrowed a steel crossbow from Zhang Yu's home and carried it on his back.

  It's a "Big Rhino" crossbow from the UK, with a shooting distance of over 200 meters and a price of over $7,000. It's said to be able to kill a bison with one shot. This thing is absolutely a deadly weapon. However, compared to guns, the regulations are much looser.

  Wen Fei twisted open the flashlight, and the bright light instantly illuminated the small room. The characters above were quite difficult for Wen Fei to read, all of which were complex Chinese characters. However, with a little bit of appreciation ability, Wen Fei couldn't help but admire how well the brush-written characters were done, even having a sense of elegance and refinement, signed by Ge Changgeng.

  "Who would have thought that Ge Er Lang, with such an awkward appearance, could produce such beautiful handwriting? Indeed, one cannot judge a person by their looks." Another sentence Wen Fei didn't say was indeed worthy of the future Fourth Ancestor of the Golden Elixir Southern Sect, Bai Yu Chan.

  As for the contents, it was about him and Chen Niwan leaving in a hurry due to an urgent matter from Ma Ji Village. Some were not convinced by Wen Fei's words. Therefore, he specially left behind a magical treasure to protect Wen Fei.

  Wen Fei was overjoyed, and according to the writing on the paper, he felt under a certain brick in the corner of the wall. He pulled out a small wooden box, inside which lay quietly a square seal, not much larger than a walnut.

  "This is... this is the Lei Yin seal..." Wen Fei became somewhat excited. The power of Lei Fa's heaviest seal, with this seal, one could summon spirits and drive out ghosts, and even directly control the power of thunder.

  The seal on top surprisingly wasn't written in Seal Script, but was actually in Standard Characters. Wen Fei happened to be able to read it clearly, and at that moment he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. On top it was surprisingly written: Ge Changgeng Tian Jun Ling.

  Every school of Lei Fa, although not cultivated, but Wen Fei still knows a little bit, never knew when there was a Ge Tian Jun coming out from the Lei Department gods, maybe it's Ge Er Lang's reckless practice? Nima, he even regarded himself as Tian Jun! For a moment, Wen Fei couldn't help laughing and crying.

  Although Bai Yuzhen will be the ancestor of Jindan Nan Zong in the future, Ge Erlang is now a slippery guy who likes to take advantage of others. Whether this thunder seal he hastily refined has any use or not, no one knows. According to Ge Erlang's unpredictable temperament, it's possible that it doesn't work at all and he just randomly handed it over to Wen Fei.

  "I thought I had obtained a treasure, but who would have known it was this kind of thing!" Wen Fei sighed and grumbled, wishing he could throw the thing far away.