A Journey To Wuyi Mountain

After returning to his residence, Qin Ruo saw something wrong with Uncle Mo. "What's wrong with Uncle Mo?"

"Young master, don't blame the old slave. The old slave called Qin Wangzhuang. Originally, the old slave thought that now that the young master can practice, he should take a few people to go out, but..." Uncle Mo couldn't continue.

"What is there to say?" Qin Ruo understood that the Qin family might not say anything good.

"It was the eldest master who answered the phone, saying that if you leave the Qin family, it has nothing to do with the Qin family, and don't contact him again." Mo Shu gritted his teeth and said it out.

"Well, that's a good point. Okay, take a rest early. I will go on a trip tomorrow. In addition, don't call yourself an old slave anymore. You are my Uncle Mo, and remember that we have nothing to do with Qin Wangzhuang." Qin Ruo finished talking and left the room to practice martial arts.

"Uncle Mo! You are my Uncle Mo." Qin Ruo said as he entered the room, and Mo Shu murmured in a low voice, which he didn't expect.

After cultivating for a whole night, Qin Ruo went to a place called Mighty Wanderers, bought some necessary things, and went straight to several places to buy air tickets to Wuyi Mountain and waited to board the plane.

Qin Ruo didn't mind what attitude the Qin family had towards themselves. Perhaps the dead Qin Ruo didn't understand, but now Qin Ruo saw clearly that the two young masters of the Qin family regarded themselves as thorns in their eyes, and the toxins in their veins were obviously man-made.

After waiting for more than an hour, Qin Ruo boarded the plane after consigning the big bag of things. His seat was by the window, and there were instructions about airplanes in the fusion memory, but he was still very curious that such a big thing could be flown in the air, thousands of miles away, just a few hours.

Qin Ruo looked out the window and waited for the plane to take off.

"Help me put down things, okay?" At this time a woman came to Qin Ruo's side.

Nodding, Qin Ruo stood up and helped the woman's handbag put on the gift stand.

"Thank you!" The woman smiled at Qin Ruo.

At this time Qin Ruo turned around and took a look at the woman.

This woman's body had a nearly flawless curve, ups and downs, a thrilling appearance! Light silver high-heeled shoes also bring out a noble and elegant temperament. She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with black shiny straight hair hanging down her shoulders like a waterfall, a standard oval face, icy muscles and bones, and a cold temperament.

The most fascinating thing was that her eyes were like autumn waves, Smokey and watery, misty and noble. There was pride in the corners of the eyebrows and eyes.

"It's okay." Qin Ruo continued to look out the window after sitting down. The woman was beautiful, but Qin Ruo didn't think it had anything to do with him.

"You are a little familiar, how do you call yourself?" Wan Dou was a little puzzled. Few men could ignore her, but the young man in front of her only glanced at her, as if he hadn't seen the airport outside before. The main point was Wan Dou thought the man was familiar.

"Qin Ruo!" Turning his head, Qin Ruo said his name.

"The third young master of the Qin family, this is Wan Dou, remember?" Wan Dou said with some joy.

The Wan family was also one of the six major families in Wuzhen, and had been to Qinwangzhuang as a guest when he was young.

What she remembered most clearly was that when she went out to play in the Zhuangzi, she was anxious to go back when it rained. She walked in a hurry and twisted her ankles. She told Qin Ruo's Third Young Master to carry her back to the Zhuangzi.

The scene was always in her memory. Because Qin Ruo was smaller than her at the time, and her body was also very thin. She was carrying her thin body, and she would never forget the scene of shaking her three steps in the rain.

"Remember, I didn't expect to meet you here, but I'm not the third young master of the Qin family, I'm just Qin Ruo." Qin Ruo remembered after flipping through the memory.

"I went to the Qin's house five years ago and didn't see you, but I heard about you, but it's actually good to be ordinary. Where are you going?" Wan Dou asked.

"Wuyishan, plan to go out and go around." Qin Ruo said with a smile.

"I'm going there too. There is a cooperation project in the district, and I also want to go out and relax." An unnatural smile appeared on Wan Dou's face.

Wan Dou studied financial management. After graduation, she joined the economic department. Because of her unique insights, she went straight up on the official road and went to the Beichen District Economic and Trade Office as the director a year ago.

This was good at first, but half a month ago, under the influence of her family, she entered the district committee work that she didn't like very much, and she was the deputy secretary of the district committee. This made her dislike it. This time she came out to sort out her thoughts.

During the chat, the plane took off, Qin Ruo was very surprised, such a big thing was said to fly and then it flew. At the same time, Qin Ruo was a little confused, is his hapless friend his own?

Before getting off the plane, Qin Ruo wanted to understand that the past was over, and the road ahead was his own.

After leaving phone numbers with Wandou, Qin Ruo got on the bus traveling to Wuyi Mountain.

Seeing Qin Ruo's back, Wan Dou felt a little bit in her heart, because she felt that the Qin family was very unfair to Qin Ruo. If she couldn't practice, she would be rejected by her family. Why couldn't she give Qin Ruo a peaceful life?

There were many opinions on the origin of the name of Wuyi Mountain. Why it was named Wuyi Mountain was still unclear in academic circles. Wuyi Mountain had beautiful scenery, a long history, and a rich collection of humanities.

Qin Ruo didn't follow the flow of tourists and carried a backpack into the mountain. He was different from other people. He wanted to go to mountainous areas that were inaccessible and free of man-made destruction. Only in such places would there be long-lasting, rare medicinal materials.

One day later, Qin Ruo entered a mountainous area that was inaccessible to the people. There was no road here, and there were big and small trees surrounded by two people.

Looking at the sky, Qin Ruo set up a tent, drank some water, ate some dried meat, and meditated.

At this time Qin Ruo's phone rang.

Opening his eyes, Qin Ruo answered the phone.

"Qin Ruo, where are you? Let's have dinner together!" Wan Dou's voice came out on the phone.

"Well, I haven't gone out of the mountains yet, sorry. I'll invite you another day." Qin Ruo said embarrassedly.

"It's nothing, just call me when you come out." Wan Dou didn't expect Qin Ruo to still be in the mountainous area.

After practicing all night, Qin Ruo continued to walk towards the mountain after tearing down the tent. He urgently needed alchemy materials, because the toxin still remained in his veins.

It was true that he would not delay his cultivation now, but if the toxin was completely resolved, the cultivation speed will be faster.