Chapter 5, Uncle

"Old Seven, the meat belongs to someone else!" the burly man shouted.

Wen Leyang suddenly remembered something, his face turning anxious as he looked towards his uncle: "Uncle, it won't be these two gentlemen teaching me in the future, will it?"

Two fools simultaneously took a breath, standing shoulder to shoulder, bowing to Wen Leyang, and shouted together:

Wen Leyang was overjoyed; he had long wanted to test the capabilities of the precious incense tripod. He hurriedly and carefully took out the incense tripod and a bundle of herbs from his bundle. Moments later, the herbs were ignited, and a faint, intoxicating fragrance quickly spread. The uncle and nephew climbed up the large tree in a few swift movements, their eyes wide open as they waited for the poisonous insects and strange beasts, using the residual light from the nearby bonfire.

Invisible wings allow dreams to last longer than the sky, leaving a wish for oneself to imagine

The two brothers possess extraordinary physical abilities, unparalleled among our generation. However, they are inexperienced in worldly matters. Although they are unable to develop a suitable method for further cultivation, your great-grandfather still included them on the wall of the school and taught them the Erroneous Fist. During times of leisure, he allowed them to play in the mountains. In the future, when you practice your martial arts, feel free to consult these two uncles. The variations they created based on the Erroneous Fist are so intricate that even I find them difficult to handle

Wen Leyang has never encountered these two strange individuals at all

Wen Leyang looked up in astonishment, staring blankly at his uncle, unsure of why he was saying these things to him, and even more uncertain about what he should say in response

The two men exchanged puzzled glances, and one of them asked, "Is it Uncle Nine or Uncle Thirteen?"

Wen Leyang was taken aback: "Wen Spicy Ancestor?"

Wen Tunhai patted the shoulders of the two strange men and pointed at Wen Leyang: "He is your nephew, not your uncle. From now on, you will call him Leyang!"

So for the past two years, I have been learning from you

Fortunately, the two strong men did not add any poison to their punches; otherwise, Wen Leyang would have been in serious trouble now.

Uncle stumbled slightly and directly waved his hand to give Wen Leyang a tap on the back of his head: "What on earth are you thinking with that wooden head of yours! Over the past two thousand years, the Wen family has produced countless extraordinary talents, yet even those who have pushed the art of poison to its limits ultimately failed to attain enlightenment. Even your ancestor, Wen Lazi, did not succeed in the end. You should abandon this notion as soon as possible and focus on how to concoct a poison formula suitable for your own body; that is the serious matter! This pursuit of transcending heaven and attaining the Dao, heh, in my view, is merely a beautiful dream. It’s fine to indulge in it occasionally, but if you think about it all day long, it will only hinder your studies!"

"Lao San, hold the meat!" the burly man B shouted again

Wen Tunhai had spent two years in close proximity with his nephew, knowing that this young man was sometimes exceptionally clever and at other times foolishly naive. He shook his head and laughed, saying: "If the topic is 'Shuo Shu' (The Big Rat), then the solution is rat poison. But what if the topic is 'Mu Gua' (Papaya)? Should I make breast enhancement cream? It’s not that simple. If I brought back a bag of rat poison, your granduncle would have killed me long ago! To complete the topic, one must first solve the problem. 'Shuo Shu and * Tu * Shu' does not sing about rats, but about suffering! It’s not that simple. If I brought back a bag of rat poison, your granduncle would have killed me long ago! To complete the topic, one must first solve the problem. 'Shuo Shu and * Tu * Shu' does not sing about rats, but about suffering! Therefore, I named the prescription I made for myself 'Wushan'!" Wen Tunhai was extremely pleased with the prescription he had initially devised for the topic, and at this point, he deliberately paused, smilingly looking at his nephew.

Wen Tunhai paused for a moment and continued, "The toxins are categorized into five elements: plants, animals, and insects each possess their own attributes. Which part of them can be used in formulations? What effects arise from combining different materials? What degree of heat is required during the refining process? Even if one dedicates a lifetime to studying these matters, it may not be possible to remember everything; much relies on one's insight! The purpose of bringing you into the mountains this time is to impart the true skills left by our ancestors of the Wen family! Put in your best effort, and in two or three years, your perspective will naturally broaden. When the great-uncle presents a question, you will instinctively know the answer. If you perform well, you might even play mahjong with the three great-granduncles, haha!"

Uncle did not mind at all, allowing the two foolish men to hold him, his gaze filled with a loving expression. He turned back and smiled at Wen Leyang, saying: "Kid, come and meet your Ninth Uncle and Thirteenth Uncle"

Wen Tun Hai looked at him with a cold smile: "Strange? You'll know when the time comes. Anyway, the questions for this exam are varied and numerous, so you'll have plenty to think about!"

Wen Leyang lay on the ground, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. Upon hearing the way the two strange individuals addressed each other, his brain began to ache.

Uncle snorted, no longer speaking, only focusing on the road ahead, seemingly unwilling to continue the discussion on this topic with him

Wen Tunhai chuckled in a relaxed manner, reaching out to give Wen Leyang a playful knock on the head: "What are you thinking? What I mean is, you don't need to focus on the topic right now; matters of the heart cannot be fabricated!"

Wen Leyang deeply wishes to spit out blood to express his admiration for the mathematical accomplishments of the two great men

Wen Tunhai gently tapped Wen Leyang and pointed in a direction. Wen Leyang turned to look, and in the northwest direction, the lush wild grass was strangely bending to the sides, as a thin line spread closer from afar.

Wen Leyang was utterly unable to withstand it, and he shouted in a flustered manner: "Don't hit, don't hit, the meat is mine, I am from the Wen family..." Before he could finish his words, two strange individuals suddenly screamed.

The sound of flapping footsteps gradually became clearer, and suddenly, Wen Leyang's vision blurred. His pupils dilated as he stared in disbelief at the empty ground beneath him.

Uncle Jiu

Wen Leyang suddenly felt enlightened, quickening his pace to walk alongside his uncle: "I must first train in these mountains, learn some practical skills, and refine a poison formula that suits me. In two years, my great-uncle will give me some topics, and after passing the examination, I can consider myself graduated"

After finishing the barbecue, Uncle threw the bone in his hand and smiled at Wen Leyang, saying: "Kid, take out your ink jade incense burner; I will first teach you how to use the incense burner"

Uncle walked along, reminiscing with Wen Leyang about his past experiences studying the Wen family’s medicinal techniques.

Wen Tunhai sang with a sorrowful tone, shaking his head and swaying: "Shuo Shu, Shuo Shu, do not eat my millet! At three years old, a girl is bound, and none will pay me any heed..." The Book of Songs is a lesson that the disciples of the Wen family must learn from a young age

Wen Tunhai pointed with a finger at the nearby ink jade incense burner, making a gesture for silence towards Wen Leyang. The uncle and nephew then quietly climbed the tree, making almost no sound.

Wen Tunhai nodded slightly: "That's about the right idea. However, to refine a method suitable for one's own constitution, it is not easy to continue using the wrong techniques to infuse poison into the body; it requires a gradual approach."

Warm and slow, laughing heartily: "Kid, I don't have that much time. The Wen family has too many matters to attend to outside. Just for you, little brat, I've already delayed for two years. When we take you into the mountains, there will naturally be someone to teach you. By then, you will understand!"

The fists, feet, elbows, knees, and shoulders all launched together, producing countless sounds of force breaking through the air around their bodies. Each strike contained immense power, leaving Wen Leyang in a state of shock and horror. The fighting style of these two strange individuals was the authentic Wen family错拳, and their skill was far deeper than his own, seemingly on par with that of his uncle. Just as he charged forward, he was already being 'mobbed' by the two of them, mercilessly beaten and sent flying. If it weren't for the medicinal wine he had been soaking in since childhood, and the fact that his body had become significantly stronger over the past two years, Wen Leyang would likely have been defeated by now.

Wen Leyang stuck out his tongue and then laughed: "So what you were doing back then was... rat poison?"

Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan exchanged glances, and Wen Jiu said: "Eldest brother, is your wife good to eat?"

The numerical concepts of these two individuals are indeed in a state of utter confusion

Two fools suddenly saw the sluggish sea jump down, and at first, they were startled, but then they cheered loudly, laughing heartily as they rushed over, their four greasy and dirty hands reaching out to firmly embrace him while shouting and jumping.

Old Eight, wait for me! The big man in armor followed the strange person ahead and ran.

The expressions on the faces of the two individuals were dazed and foolish. Upon rushing in, they immediately cheered, completely ignoring the ink jade incense burner, and instead lunged for the leftover roasted meat from the campfire that the two men had eaten. Without caring about the heat, they snatched the roasted meat and began to devour it.

Wen Leyang soared from the treetops like a strange bird, diving towards the bone clubs held by the two burly men, exclaiming: "The meat is poisonous, do not eat it recklessly"

Wen Leyang took a deep breath; this recipe from "Wushan" sounded profound and lingering, and tasted sweet and memorable. In reality, it was a thousand times more toxic than poison wine. Compared to "Wushan," his own Yang-Dispelling Pill, which had the flavor of a Wangzai steamed bun, truly seemed like a child's toy.

Wen Leyang felt both nervous and surprised, wiping the sweat from his palm vigorously on his pant leg

Oh! The first man suddenly realized

After walking a few steps, Wen Leyang looked at his uncle with a puzzled expression: "Are you saying hetushu.com, that I should learn the insights left by my ancestors over the past few years?"

Wen Tunhai looked at his two brothers with affection and chuckled, "Now this is more like it. Just wait, when I come down from the mountain, I will definitely bring each of you a wife!"

Wen Leyang staggered to his feet, and when the two fools saw him rise, they exclaimed in surprise and attempted to flee. However, Wen Tunhai was quick-witted and swift, grabbing hold of both of them: "No need to run, no need to run, his flesh is meant for you to eat!"

... ...

Wen Leyang pinched a carrot, gnawing on it while beginning to hum "Invisible Wings".

Wen Tun Hai let out a cold laugh and said, "Without an antidote, a person will starve themselves to death!"

Wen Leyang chuckled and said, "Isn't this topic interesting, using the Book of Songs as a theme for refinement?" While saying this, he was thinking to himself that it would be best to avoid using the brand 'Broken Shoe' whenever possible.

In the past two years, Wen Leyang has made significant progress; his vision has become much sharper than before. Even in the darkness, he can faintly see distant objects, while nearby scenes are even clearer.

Wen Tunhai groomed the two odd individuals, who sat on the ground with cheerful smiles, remaining completely still as he attended to them: "Old Nine and Old Thirteen are not very bright." As he spoke, he pointed to his own head, and the other two, still grinning foolishly, extended their hands and mimicked Wen Tunhai by tapping their own temples with a single finger.

With my eyes closed, I still thought it was a group of people fighting over the meat

Wen Leyang listened attentively while assisting his uncle in grooming his ninth and fourteenth uncles. The two simple-minded men smiled at him politely, saying, "Thank you, Seventh Uncle (Nineteenth Uncle)"

The thin line moved extremely slowly, as if it needed to rest for a while after walking for a period of time. It took nearly two hours to cover a distance of several dozen meters. The two strange individuals still clutched their branches, maintaining the same expression they had when climbing the tree, clearly unwilling to act like fools

Uncle hummed and sang through the entire piece "The Shrew Mouse" before letting out a deep sigh. Then, he straightened his face and said to Wen Leyang with a serious expression: "As disciples of the Tuo Xie sect, we must complete a task assigned by our elders before we can present ourselves to outsiders with the Tuo Xie name. The examination question given to me by my great-uncle was 'The Shrew Mouse'"

In a short amount of time, Wen Jiu and Wen Shi San had cleaned themselves up. After shaving off their beards, both of them appeared quite dashing, though their eyes revealed a certain dullness, and their broad smiles only added to their foolishness.

Someone is stealing the meat! The two burly men exchanged a glance and simultaneously let out a thunderous roar. Before Wen Leyang could rush over, the two of them had already struck at him from left and right, launching a fierce attack.

With a slow and lazy laugh, he lifted his leg and kicked him in the backside

Deep within Jiuding Mountain lies vast expanses of primitive forest, devoid of any trace of technological civilization. Wen Tunhai and his nephew chatted along the way, quenching their thirst directly from the mountain springs. Unbeknownst to them, night had completely fallen. Wen Leyang assisted his uncle in preparing some wild game. One was a former county head, and the other a high school dropout. The two of them set up a campfire to roast protected wildlife, eating with grease dripping from their mouths

Wen Leyang brought in some clear water, carefully observing the two strange individuals in front of him who were grinning at him: "Uncle Jiu? Uncle Shisan?" He then turned to his elder uncle: "Are they... my Uncle Jiu and Uncle Shisan? They are also inner disciples of the Wen family?"

Wen Tunhai waved his hand somewhat impatiently: "You will know when the time comes; asking now is of no use."

As soon as the two individuals, who had been thrown into the treetops, attempted to move, they heard the latter part of the sentence and immediately froze like statues, each clutching a large branch and remaining completely still

"Old Fourteen, I am full, let's run!" The big man in armor looked at the remaining bones on the fire, hesitated for a moment, and then ran away.

Thirteen Uncle

Wen Tun Hai took a few steps, crossed a ridge, tantalizing his nephew's appetite, and then calmly replied: "This formula embodies the meaning of 'beyond the Wushan Mountains, there are no clouds.' I have gathered seventy-four medicinal herbs and six types of insects, conducted dozens of experiments, and finally refined it for six days and nights, ultimately creating Wushan! This formula is tasteless upon entry, but moments later, that fragrant sweetness rushes directly to the marrow, making it nearly impossible to find such a sweet aftertaste in the world! Those who have consumed Wushan, even if they eat honey afterward, will find it unbearably bitter, making it impossible to swallow. Even if they close their eyes and grit their teeth to swallow, their stomachs will feel an overwhelming bitterness, leading them to vomit what they have eaten!" This formula is tasteless upon entry, but moments later, that fragrant sweetness rushes directly to the marrow, making it nearly impossible to find such a sweet aftertaste in the world! Those who have consumed Wushan, even if they eat honey afterward, will find it unbearably bitter, making it impossible to swallow. Even if they close their eyes and grit their teeth to swallow, their stomachs will feel an overwhelming bitterness, leading them to vomit what they have eaten!

"Old Eleven, run!" The burly man B turned and fled

It was precisely midnight, and the surroundings were enveloped in silence. At this moment, Wen Leyang noticed that the chirping of insects and the cawing of crows in the forest had vanished without him realizing it. Only a faint sound, akin to the crackling of burning paper, could be heard, barely perceptible, coming from not far away, as if something was slowly approaching them.

The two burly men had faces so dirty that their ages were indiscernible, with their hair and beards tangled in a messy state. As they huddled around the fire, they competed fiercely, quickly finishing off the remaining roasted meat. Suddenly, Wen Leyang, who was in the tree, let out a startled exclamation. At that moment, he remembered that the prey they were roasting over the fire had been poisoned by the infamous Wen family toxin. They had all soaked in medicinal wine, making their bodies immune to this toxin, but for ordinary people, it could be lethal. Wen Leyang, who was in the tree, suddenly let out a startled exclamation. At that moment, he remembered that the prey they were roasting over the fire had been poisoned by the infamous Wen family toxin. They had all soaked in medicinal wine, making their bodies immune to this toxin, but for ordinary people, it could be lethal.

Four people were chatting and laughing when Wenthunhai suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Damn it, I almost forgot the important matter!" Saying this, he directly threw his two foolish brothers up into a tree and whispered, "No one is allowed to move!" After that, he added, "Whoever moves is a bastard!"

Wen Leyang immediately pressed on: "Wushan? What does it have to do with Shuoshu and bitterness?" It was not merely for amusement; he was deeply impressed by his uncle and Old Master Wen's abilities. Upon hearing his uncle mention his proud past, he also became interested.

"This is your ninth uncle and my thirteenth uncle, because our ages are different," another man explained

Wen Leyang finally let out a sigh of relief, as his two foolish uncles laughed at him, saying: "Don't be afraid of the sun, the old witch will teach you!"

Wen Leyang was taken aback: "Can't eat anything at all, are you not starving to death?"

"What does 'Shuoshu' mean?" Wen Leyang asked, chewing on a carrot with a puzzled expression. He was carrying a backpack and would leave the village with his uncle the next day, venturing into the deep mountains. The mountain ridges were rarely visited by people, and there were no paths to follow. However, after practicing the wrong fist technique, the disciples of the Wen family were agile and quick on their feet. Although the mountains were rugged and difficult to traverse, for them, the uncle and nephew, it was no different from the flat plains.

At this moment, Da Boweiyun jumped down from the tree with a hearty laugh and called out to the two foolish men: "Old Nine, Old Thirteen, don't run away, big brother has come to see you!"

When Wen Leyang first used the ink jade incense burner, he did not attract any poisonous insects, but instead drew in two foolish gentlemen

The uncle and nephew exchanged jokes, their feet never pausing. It was impossible to see the strength they exerted as they bounced and jogged through the verdant mountains and fields. Before long, their figures were completely swallowed by the great mountains.

"I didn't mean that, I meant..." Wen Leyang stammered for a long time, his face turning red from the effort, and finally said hesitantly: "In our ancestors, no one has realized the method of cultivating immortality... Learning from the insights and skills they left behind, I think it may not be possible... It may not lead to becoming an immortal." Ever since he discovered that his family actually had a background in cultivating immortality, he has been unable to forget about it. This is not surprising; after all, who among the youth does not wish to ascend to immortality in one step and fly around the world in the sky. It may not lead to becoming an immortal." Ever since he discovered that his family actually had a background in cultivating immortality, he has been unable to forget about it. This is not surprising; after all, who among the youth does not wish to ascend to immortality in one step and fly around the world in the sky.

Two burly men plunged into the woods

Wen Tunhai seemed to have already realized what was coming. He glanced sideways at his nephew and gently smiled, saying, "Good lad, you have quite a fortune!"

The warm and gentle sea is hidden not far away, and it does not forget to remind Wen Leyang: "Ordinary poisonous insects are afraid of the fragrance emitted by this cauldron; only formidable insects dare to approach. Be patient; if there are no powerful creatures nearby, it is possible that there will be no movement throughout the night." Before he could finish his words, a sudden sound of something slicing through the air shattered the tranquility of the mountain night. Something was rushing towards them at high speed. Wen Leyang widened his eyes in excitement from the tree, but he also felt a bit anxious. The sound definitely did not come from any insect; it sounded more like a rhinoceros. If it were a large creature that sat down on the incense cauldron, that treasure would surely be shattered.

Wen Tunhai smiled as he patted his shoulder: "This kind of question tests one's state of mind and character. After I mastered the art of Wushan, although I performed reasonably well, the clan leader said my disposition was too dark, making me unsuitable to lead the entire clan, so he did not pass the position of clan leader to me"

"Nonsense, those two brothers do not understand the poison formula; it is someone else who taught you!"