Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 686

This was exactly why Tang Xingzhu was in a heavy mood and had a fierce ideological struggle.

Intellectually, following a poor family would mean no future, and even life-threatening. But emotionally, he kept comforting himself, saying that a broken ship still had 3,000 nails, so how could he know that there were no relics of the Heavenly Sword Technique left in the Wanjian Sect?
There is no smoke without fire. The people who target the Wanjian Sect can chase them away every few years. They can't be doing this just because they have nothing better to do.

There must be a reason, which outsiders do not know, or even if they know, they dare not rush to get a share. Just like a good seedling with good qualifications and high talents mistakenly boarded the broken ship of the Wanjian Sect, and when they saw the signs, they immediately fled and did not dare to stay.

If he is too deeply involved with the Wanjian Sect, outsiders will think that the secret of the magic has been passed on to this person, and his fate will then be worrying.

Speculations from the outside world made it difficult for the Wanjian Sect to accept new disciples. Even if someone wanted to become a disciple, it was unknown whether they were sincere. If they were fake, they would become the other party's junior brother or sister and be mistaken for someone who came to steal the treasure. They would not know how they would die in the future.

By then, not only will he have to deal with the hostility from outside, but he will also have to guard against the plots of those around him.

I’m so tired. Thinking of this, Tang Xingzhu got a splitting headache.

However, although the Wanjian Sect has many shortcomings, it is an immortal cultivation sect after all, and this is enough to attract mortals to it.

Once you join a sect, you will become a disciple of the sect and will encounter more opportunities than ordinary people.

If you are lucky, you may find the amazing sword tactics passed down by the Tianjian Sect Master. Everyone has a lucky mentality, not to mention Tang Xingzhu, even the Tu Qingyun brothers can't help but be tempted to pick up the bargain.

What's more, if they want to experience sect life, the Wanjian Sect should be their only chance, but the troubles that come with it are indeed fatal.

If it weren't for the matter of the Heavenly Sword Technique, Sang Yue might also be tempted.

She had also imagined her own life in the sect. Even if it was already in decline, she and others might be able to revive it with a little more effort. But the current Wanjian Sect was obviously a pit, a big pit at that. Whoever jumped into it would die.

So she doesn't go, nor does she recommend anyone to go.

If they insisted on going, she would not stop them. After all, everyone has their own opportunities. In her eyes, the Wanjian Sect was a pit, but for others it might be an opportunity. Her cultivation was shallow, so she did not dare to blindly suggest and command everyone on where to go.

Sang Yue had made up her mind not to go, so she had no worries and worked easily and without pressure.

In contrast, Tang Xingzhu felt heavy-hearted and helped absentmindedly. There were always two voices arguing in her mind, making it difficult for her to make a decision.

After the petals are cleaned, some are used to make scented tea, some are made into flower jam, and some are dried and made into wine.

Since they had started, it would be too bland to brew only one kind of wine, so they simply took out some fruits and vegetables from the warehouse in the manor's spiritual field. The fruits and vegetables were either eaten raw or kept in the kitchen for later use, and most of the fruits were used to make wine.

A Lu and others were not around, and if the food was not used to make wine, the two of them would not be able to finish it. There was no need to let A Xing take it back to the office to share with his colleagues.

When we share some good things with others, what we get in return is often not kindness but disaster.

In the eyes of outsiders, Tang Xingzhu was the daughter of a mountain hunter who was attached to the head of the Yan Wei Army. How could she be good? Zhuang Zimo and others knew her background, but their knowledge was limited, and they could not let her handle it in their hands.

The pills that Asan occasionally gave them were enough, there was no need to expose more.

The more you want to eat, the busier you become, and there is so much work that you can't stop.

Tang Xingzhu was distracted by the matter of the Wanjian Sect, and could only do two things at once. On the one hand, she was struggling with whether to join the sect; on the other hand, she was mixing meat with purple heart lotus, because today they only wanted to try pancakes and dumplings stuffed with purple heart lotus...

As Sang Yue had more and more work to do, she had been busy since early morning, and by the time Tang Xingzhu finished making the pancakes and dumplings, it was already past three in the afternoon.

It doesn't matter, I just did it to kill time. The two of them and their dog sat under the eaves of the corridor, with a low coffee table and savory fried meat patties and dumplings with fresh flowers. There were also fruit plates of strawberries, mangoes, cherries and mulberries, and a pot of wild tea from Sangjia Mountain on Earth.

These were all stored in the manor. Now that my life is stable, I finally have the leisure to take them out and taste the flavor of my hometown.

Dangdang and Banban ate dog food today, which Lucas had stored in the Lingtian warehouse. He also added Qingchuan Lingquan to their drinking water to strengthen their physique and help them adapt to the natural environment of Xingsui Continent as soon as possible.

In the great spiritual world, not only them, but also the dog has to face the test of survival.

"This is a Qi Gathering Pill," Sang Yue pushed a small porcelain bottle to Tang Xingzhu while chewing on a salty and fragrant flower and meat pancake. "It's suitable for you Qi Refiners. Take it and start regulating your breathing while you're free these two days. Let me see the effect."

"Oh, thank you." Tang Xingzhu took it and put it in the ring. "You have been busy refining pills and medicines recently. Will it delay your cultivation? Don't put the cart before the horse."

Pills are a necessity, but improving one's own cultivation is also important.

"I will start my retreat when you return to work. Don't worry, I know what I am doing." Sang Yue said, and then put out three bottles. "These three bottles are refreshing pills, specially designed to resist the miasma in the local psychedelic array..."

She didn't know how effective it was, after all, she had never tried it.

So, one of the bottles was given to Ah Xing for self-defense, and the other two bottles were given to Zhuang Zimo and the others to find someone to test the drugs.

"Don't forget to write down the process and results of the drug testing in detail. Don't miss anything." Sang Yue instructed, "Now these are all drugs for strengthening the body and cultivation. I will try to refine poison next time I come out of seclusion..."

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

Using poison on the enemy is a means of self-protection, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Poison?" Tang Xingzhu put away the pills and said worriedly, "Can you do it? Don't poison yourself. Then even if everyone is here, they won't be able to save you."

Not to mention that she was the only one living in the whole house now. If something went wrong, she would be helpless. So there was no need to force herself. Medicine cultivation and poison cultivation were two different things. She didn't need to force herself to be omnipotent.

"I'll be careful." Sang Yue smiled and continued to eat the pancakes while dipping the dumplings in hot sauce.

There are risks in playing with drugs, so you must be careful when operating.

What kind of pharmacist is she if she doesn't know how to detoxify? The enemy won't stop poisoning her just because she's a medicine practitioner. She has to understand. If she's poisoned, isn't there still A-Man sleeping in the manor?

Seeing that she was unwilling to give up making poison, Tang Xingzhu did not try to persuade her.

Whether it was poison or medicine, Ah Sang must have known its harmfulness better than her and others, and would be careful. To be honest, some people studying poisons would do more good than harm to everyone, but they were just worried that she would not be exposed to much poison and would accidentally hurt herself.

"Hey, let me tell you something else." After finishing the business talk, he started to share gossip, "Do you know who the female cultivator was who was rescued at the end of last year?"

"Zhuang Zimo and the others have found out?" Sang Yue was a little curious, "Who is it?"

"Shen Yunxi, the female cultivator that the demon king wants to marry..."

Zhuang Zimo and his team had already found out, but they were not able to disclose the information for various reasons. Until last month, the demon king sent troops to Hefeng City, causing chaos. He claimed that Hefeng had killed his demon queen and came to seek justice.

Thanks to book friend Nini for the reward~