Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 515: Generosity to Others

"Brother Shang, please stay. There's no need to see me off."

Cao Yue stood at the gate of the camp and said goodbye to Shang Lu.

"The things I promised Brother Shang will be delivered soon. Normally, I should stay here to entertain Brother Shang and show my hospitality. But the attack on the grain route is no small matter. I have to take these three bodies back immediately to investigate. I have to excuse myself. I hope Brother Shang will not be offended."

"It's more important to do business. When I come back from Xingshan, I'll go have a drink with Uncle Cao."

Shang Lu said with a bow, and asked with concern: "Uncle Cao, do you really not want me to arrange a few war horses to send you off?"

"Need not."

Cao Yue waved his hand and pointed at the disciples from the Baizhi County Witch Academy that he had brought with him.

"These few people will stay in Junior Brother Shang's team for the time being and help you as a guide. If there is anything you need our help with, you can contact me through them."

"Okay." Shang Lu nodded in response, and then bowed to several disciples from the Baizhi County Witch Academy and thanked them for their hard work.

If you have free cattle and horses, you would be wasting them if you don’t use them.

How could the disciples of the Wu Academy in Bozhi County know that people's hearts were so sinister? Not only did they return the gifts and say that it was not hard, they also took the initiative to ask Shang Lu to assign them more work.

Cao Yue gave them a few more instructions, asking them to obey Shang Lu's orders. Then he took out an animal bone bell from his sleeve, chanted a spell in front of the three corpses, and turned to leave the camp.

The animal bone bell was shaking "click, click" in his hand.

The three corpses seemed to be able to hear the noise. They crawled up from the ground, followed Cao Yue, and staggered away.

When he came, Cao Yue descended from the sky on a group of "black birds", but when he left, he walked.

It’s not that the three corpses could not be carried up to the sky by the “black bird”, but that Cao Yue’s feather cloak had already been draped on Shang Lu.

Shang Lu had always wanted a flying magic weapon. When he mentioned this during the bargaining, Cao Yue took off his feather cloak without saying a word and put it on Shang Lu.

Shang Lu kept saying no, but he couldn't refuse in the end. He could only happily accept the feather cloak amid a series of hypocritical sounds of "Oh", "You said that", and "Hi".

Cao Yue not only gave Shang Lu the feather cloak, he also taught him how to refine the feather cloak and watched him complete the refining process with his own eyes.

The after-sales service is excellent and there is nothing wrong with it.

What Shang Lu didn't expect was that this feather cloak was not only a flying wizard weapon, but was also very useful when fighting against the enemy.

Cao Yue would not suffer any loss if he gave the feather cloak to Shang Lu. When he returned to the Wuyuan in Baizhi County, the compensation he received would definitely be better than this feather cloak.

Although Cao Yue was walking at this moment, he was very fast and could cover several feet with one step. It was obvious that he was using some tricks like shrinking the distance into an inch.

After watching Cao Yue walk away, Shang Lu withdrew his gaze and looked at the disciples of the Baizhi County Witch Academy, and said:

"I will not be polite to you, brothers and sisters. Many of my men were injured in the previous battles, and some of them have injured their internal organs due to traitors, curses, etc. I hope you can help me treat them. In addition, in order to prevent the enemy from hiding in the dark, please start patrolling."

"no problem."

Several disciples from the Wu Academy in Baizhi County nodded, but none of them dared to call Shang Lu "Junior Brother" and instead called him "Uncle-Master".

This made Du Feng, Tu Bin and others on the side couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: It's a mess, it's all fucking messed up!

The disciples of the Witch Academy in Baizhi County, who were treated like cattle and horses, not only had no objections, but were also quite positive.

They immediately divided into two groups.

Those who were good at witchcraft stayed in the camp to help treat the wounded, while the rest were divided into several teams, each with a few county soldiers, to patrol and guard around the camp.

Cao Yue kept his promise. Not long after he left, people from Baizhi County came one after another to deliver the agreed money, elixirs, and some spiritual objects.

The most precious of them is the Five Senses Vine, a spiritual object that must be used when breaking through to the sixth level of the clear mind state.

In order to obtain the bodies of the three barbarian wizards and take the credit for discovering and killing them, Baizhi County offered a high price.

Not to mention anything else, just this Five Senses Vine makes Shang Lu feel like he has made a big profit!
Of course, Shang Lu did not show it in front of Cao Yue, otherwise Cao Yue would definitely feel that he had suffered a great loss and even bear a grudge against him.

Although Shang Lu has just entered the Tongtian realm, he is still a long way from the Mingxin realm. Moreover, if he really wants to break through, in addition to the Five Senses Tongtian Vine, he will need several other spiritual objects.

But the Five Senses Vine is not only the material needed for breakthrough, it also has a good effect in tempering one's character and strengthening one's qi.

When Cao Yue offered the Five Senses Vine as a bargaining chip, he was afraid that Shang Lu would not understand the wonders of this spiritual object, so he gave a special explanation.

Little did people know that although Shang Lu had a frown on his face and looked hesitant at that time, he was actually very happy in his heart.

After getting the Five Senses Vine, Shang Lu immediately wanted to try out its benefits.

But in the end he suppressed the impulse and did not rush. Instead, he ordered several guards to drag the boxes of money to the center of the camp and distribute the money in front of everyone.

Not only did the county soldiers receive reward money, but the civilians also received some.

This is something the common people have never thought about, nor dared to think about.

They had performed corvée labor and worked as civilian laborers before. However, the chief officials they met before would not only not give them rewards, but would even try every means to squeeze money out of them.

So when Shang Lu threw bags of copper coins to these laborers, they didn't even dare to take them.

Only after they were sure again and again that the money was really given to them by Shang Lu did they happily accept it, then fell to their knees and kowtowed to thank Shang Lu for not only saving their lives but also giving them the money.

Many people even regard Shanglu as the messenger of the God of Wealth.

The county soldiers received more reward money than the civilians. Although they were not as excited as the civilians, they were also very happy.

After distributing the reward money, Shang Lu took out another batch of spiritual liquid and rewarded it to the county soldiers who had performed outstandingly and fought bravely in the previous battles.

Now, the county soldiers also became excited.

They had received rewards, but spiritual fluid rewards were rare, if not non-existent. Occasionally, the superiors would give them to their superiors, but they would never get them.

The county soldiers who were rewarded with the spiritual liquid were all excited, proud, and a little bit unbelievable.

After receiving the spiritual liquid, a county soldier could not wait to uncork the bottle, took a deep breath, and said excitedly: "This is the smell. Just smelling it makes people's blood boil and their spirits rise!"

When his comrades around him heard this, they all rushed towards him and moved towards the bottle.

"Let me smell it, too."

"What does the spiritual liquid taste like? Can I have a taste?"

"Is this spiritual energy? After I smelled it, I felt like I was filled with power."

Those who were unable to get closer could not help but say something in a sarcastic tone, "You sound like you've smelled the scent of spiritual fluid before. It's just this smell. Why are you pretending to be so nice?"

The man holding the spiritual liquid was frightened by his comrades' reaction. He was afraid that these guys would steal his spiritual liquid or spill it. He quickly put the cork in the bottle, put it in his arms and protected it tightly, shouting:

"Don't push, don't push, oh my god, who the hell pinched my butt?! If you want the spiritual fluid, earn it by yourselves! This is mine, don't try to steal it!"

Shang Lu gave a thumbs up to this county soldier in his heart.

He seized the opportunity and said loudly: "Suo Lao Er is right. If you want spiritual fluid, you have to exchange it for merit! I'm making this clear today. As long as you perform outstandingly and fight bravely, I will definitely not be stingy with rewards! I can give you money, spiritual fluid, and even cultivation techniques. It all depends on whether you have the ability to take it!"

Shang Lu's words were clearly heard by every soldier in the county.

The originally noisy and bustling camp fell into silence in an instant. After a few breaths, it became even more noisy again.

"Spiritual fluid, skills, all of these?" "Doesn't that mean we have a chance to learn witchcraft?"

"Fuck it, next time I encounter bandits, I will be the first to rush in, and I will definitely make great contributions, and also exchange it for a bottle of spiritual liquid to taste!"

The county soldiers talked to each other, and their morale and enthusiasm were mobilized. They wished that another group of bandits would come right away so that they could kill them and gain merit.

After hearing Shang Lu's words, several disciples of the Witch Academy in Baizhi County frowned.

They couldn't understand why Shang Lu rewarded the spiritual liquid to these county soldiers and also taught them martial arts?

Isn't this a waste?

Do you still expect this bunch of warriors to produce a cultivator? Even if they do, what does it have to do with you, Shanglu?

However, the spiritual liquid belonged to Shang Lu, and the disciples of the Witch Academy in Baizhi County had no right to interfere with what he wanted to do with it. No matter how much they disagreed in their hearts, they did not say it out loud and only complained in private.

After distributing rewards to the county soldiers, Shang Lu returned to his own tent and gave rewards to Zhu Quan, Du Feng and others.

The main theme is that everyone has a share.

What Zhuang Fan didn't expect was that he not only got the reward, but he even got more than Zhu Quan, Du Feng and other Shang Lu's confidants.

Zhuang Fan was suddenly a little frightened and did not dare to accept it, fearing that this reward would be like the last meal before execution.

Shang Lu smiled and said, "Take it. I have seen all your actions tonight. You remained calm in the face of the enemy and responded in an orderly manner. If it weren't for you, this camp would have been in chaos today!"

Zhu Quan, Du Feng and others also advised:
"Lao Zhuang, this is a reward from Sima, so just accept it with confidence."

"Marquis Zhuang, our Sima has always been generous and never treats his own people unfairly. Slowly, you will get used to it."

After hearing what they said, Zhuang Fan finally suppressed his fear and accepted the generous reward from Shang Lu.

Although he didn't reach the point of kneeling down to worship him, he was still more loyal to Shang Lu.

Who doesn't want a boss who is both responsible and generous?

In the blink of an eye it was dawn.

Shang Lu ordered people to light a fire and cook early in the morning. After everyone had breakfast, they broke camp and set off.

Last night, neither the civilians nor the county soldiers got a good rest, but no one objected to the order given by Shang Lu.

After what happened last night, everyone was convinced of Shang Lu.

Not to mention, although they did not have a good rest the night before, because there were a few more disciples from the Baizhi County Witch Academy in the team, they cast spells and chanted incantations, which actually dispelled their sleepiness and fatigue, making them more energetic and spirited, and making the marching speed faster than the previous few days.

Shanglu rode a war horse and walked in the middle of the team.

Without his instructions, the disciples of the Witch Academy in Baizhi County ran around and did the work of reconnaissance, clearing the way, and guarding the rear.

They were also afraid that something might happen to this grain transport team again.

Even if you want to go out, don't go out in their Baizhi County.

Shang Lu was very happy to see that they consciously acted like beasts of burden.

Shang Lu, who was looking for trouble, finally took out the Five Senses Tongtian Vine he got last night for research.

At first glance, this Five Senses Vine looks like an ordinary vine.

But if you hold it in your hands and look closely, you will find that it has five sections in total, and each section is covered with different words.

These characters are thin, dense, twisted and strange. They are different from the characters used by various countries today, and even from the witchcraft and spells. They are perfectly integrated with the patterns on the rattan skin, making them difficult to detect.

Shang Lu reached out and touched these fine words, but felt nothing. However, once he mobilized his energy and magic power, these fine words would immediately "come alive".

The words on the five sections of the vine correspond to the five senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste and touch. When activated, the five senses will become confused, as if they were affected by a mad god.

This is used to sharpen the five senses and temper the mind.

Shanglu tried it and used his energy to activate the "hearing" part of the vine.

Sure enough, a chaotic whispering sounded in my ears.

It is indeed like the ravings of a mad god, which can confuse people's minds and drive them crazy.

Fortunately, this Five Senses Vine has a wonderful advantage. When the user is about to fall into madness, it will immediately end the influence, allowing the user to regain sanity and avoid real madness.

"It's kind of interesting."

Shang Lu felt the chaotic whispers brought by the Five Senses Tongtian Vine and was secretly amazed: "These voices are not simulated divine language, but the real divine language, divine language with divine power!"

When Cao Yue was introducing the Five Senses Tongtian Vine, he once said that the original Five Senses Tongtian Vine was in ancient times, growing on the pillar of heaven.

Later, the pillar of heaven collapsed, and the Five Senses Vine fell to the human world. When it collapsed, it was contaminated with the breath of the mad god.

However, after thousands of years, the original Five Senses Vine had long been used up.

The current Five Senses Tongtian Vine was re-cultivated by farmers and shamans. First, the seeds were offered to the gods, and after planting, they would regularly pray to the gods and communicate with the gods in the spiritual fields...

Not only are the procedures complicated, the cost of training is also high, but the benefits are very small, so it is precious.

Shang Lu held the Five Senses Vine and tried the effects of the five senses one by one, but did not dare to make any further attempts.

Although he was able to hold on, the warhorse under his crotch, as well as the county soldiers and civilians around him, were affected. Although they did not go crazy, their breathing became rapid and their emotions gradually became irritable.

"It seems that if I use this thing to sharpen my mind and train my energy, I need to set up a magic formation first so that it won't affect others. Hey... can I place this thing on the soul altar to communicate with more gods?"

Shang Lu put the Five Senses Vine into the Impermanence Order, intending to try again later.

Without the influence of the Five Senses Vine, the people in the team gradually returned to normal.

Shang Lu did not sit idle, but turned to check the three barbarian wizards and the barbarian witchcraft and skills they had revealed.

The witchcraft and skills of the barbarians are very different from the style of the Ba Kingdom, but the core is the same.

For example, the totem tattoos on their bodies were created by integrating the relevant knowledge of talismans and Nuo, combined with some things from the southern barbarian tribes.

Broadly speaking, it can still be considered a branch of Nuo magic.

The three barbarian wizards explained several types of totem tattoos, each with different effects.

These totem tattoos are best when tattooed on the body, but this requires a series of negative effects.

If you don't tattoo it on your body, you can also use witch symbols, witch formations, etc. The effect will definitely be worse, but the negative impact will also be reduced.

Shang Lu wrote down these totem tattoos and would find a chance to try them out after arriving in Xingshan. Who knows, they might come in handy someday.

In addition to these things, Shang Lu also got the usage of the brush and inkstone, as well as the practice of the art of painting. As for the knowledge given by the Feng Shui master, he really didn't understand it, so he had to ask Sanniang to study it.

Just as Shang Lu took out the confiscated paintbrush and inkstone and prepared to start learning the barbarian wizard's painting skills, the two disciples of the Baizhi County Witch Academy who were in charge of the rear of the team hurried over to find him and said breathlessly:

"Uncle Shang, two monsters have come from the rear and they want to see you by name."

Shang Lu looked at the two men, both of whom had bruised faces and noses, as if they had just been beaten.

(End of this chapter)