From a carp to a dragon god

Chapter 20 Sending Cows to Mr. Yu
Peach and plum trees are silent, but people come to them of their own accord. Fish fathers are silent, but fatherly love is as strong as a mountain. I live by the principle that I would rather die than let my friend die.

Yu Shuyang was grabbed and scolded by his mother Yu Yang for an entire hour. As everyone knows, there are only twelve hours in a day. Anyone who is scolded for an hour will bury his head in his chest.

Well, fish have no neck, and their heads are on their chests. He even suspected that the person who learned how to transform the fish mother must have been a shrew. Without decades of experience in swearing, it would have been impossible for her to do that.

It seems that humans have the custom of cursing illnesses and warding off disasters. It is very likely that the fish mother met a professional sorcerer who curses illnesses and wards off disasters. Otherwise, how could he transform into a person with a body of tendons comparable to that of a Vajra Warrior?

After being punished once, both father and son became obedient. They quietly returned to their rooms, tiptoeing around without daring to breathe.

Yu Shuyang felt relieved when he got to the room. This time it was really a close call. He almost died. He died of mental exhaustion.

Take out the metal collar and measure the size first. The circumference is one foot and two inches, the diameter is six inches, and the thickness is one inch.

It was exactly as he wanted. One foot and two inches long corresponded to the twelve Earthly Branches, one inch thick corresponded to the ten Heavenly Stems, one inch was ten points, and six inches in diameter corresponded to the six harmonies of heaven and earth.

This was a problem left over from his previous life. The size must be precise. The sword-wielding tradition is all about manual skills, and the length of the sword is related to height and arm length.

As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger, an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous.

When fighting against an enemy, one must be careful about the situation. The depth and location of the wound are very important. A skilled swordsman can kill with one strike.

In comparison, the magic sword lineage is much simpler. After all, it is about casting spells to kill people, so there is no need to worry about the slightest detail. A skilled wizard can take the head of an enemy among millions of people with a single sword strike from the air.

Rumor has it that I have a sword that can defeat a million soldiers, which refers to the great wizard of the magic sword lineage.

I can't think about it. When I think about becoming a great wizard of the magic sword lineage in the future, I can laugh out loud even in my dreams.

That night, Yu Shuyang fell asleep holding the Bailin Zhanyuan Sword. I don’t know if he laughed out loud. He had never touched the Seventh Revolution Divine Weapon in his previous life.

The next morning, when I went out and saw Yu Fu, I was shocked. He looked like he hadn't slept for three days and three nights. Even the bearded Zhang Fei had dark circles under his eyes.

"Old man, you didn't sleep all night? My mother got into trouble again, you really deserve it."

Yu Shuyang was very happy. Yesterday, he was pushed to the front alone and was scolded for an hour. It must be retribution.

"Don't mention your mother to me."

Yu Fu's transformed form was that of a sick scholar, and his body was so thin that there was a special word for him: "too thin to bear clothes."

If it weren't for the bearded Zhang Fei face, it would be really unbearable to look at. No, it's just unbearable to look at. This is a weird aesthetic that can't be changed even by oneself.

"I wanted to go there myself today, but it seems that's not possible. Please help me make the trip.

Send this cow to the master, he should be back today.

Tell your master that this is a wood-type rhinoceros beast, not just a green wood rhinoceros.

Fortunately, you met me. Xia Cassiae was almost ruined. Remember to tell your master, he knows how to feed it.

I've taken the trouble to go out and gather Qi for your sake, so you should be very grateful to me."

Father Yu handed the rope to his son, gave him a few more instructions, and then asked Yu Shuyang to deliver it.

Master Yu lived in the academy garden in Dongtian. He dug a pond here and planted many sixth-grade spiritual plants, Mohe.

He built a bamboo house on the water by using green bamboo and thatch in the pond. When there were no classes at the school, he would stay here and read.

Yu Shuyang led the cow out and kept looking back. Banjiao Qingmujian actually had the bloodline of a Si beast, which was the inheritance of a top-level auspicious beast.

The cow's eyes are clearly black and white, and it doesn't have any intelligence at all. It seems that it hasn't become a spirit yet. I'm afraid it may not become intelligent in its lifetime.

Auspicious beasts have always been difficult to cultivate into spirits. The ancestor of the Si beast even took 100,000 years to become a spirit. If it weren't for the mount of the Great Sage of Innate Morality, its bones would have long since turned to ash. But auspicious beasts are still auspicious beasts, and their longevity is something ordinary monsters can't match. This calf, for example, could easily live for a thousand or two thousand years.

That is the Si Beast Clan of the Eastern World, who escaped the calamity and ascended to heaven in ancient times, otherwise, this would be a golden thigh.

The ancestor of the Great Dao - the Great Sage of Xiantian Morality, everyone has heard of his name, both in the past life and in this life. He is the only existence in the heavens and all worlds who has attained the Dao.

Yu Shuyang was thinking wildly as he walked. The catastrophe that killed him had hurt his mind, and he had not recovered for a while. This was what happened when he was distracted.

He also discovered this problem, and it seemed that he had to find a way to treat it. His restless mind would affect his subsequent breakthroughs in refining techniques.

As soon as I arrived at the Mohetang in Xuefu Garden, I saw Master Yu performing a ritual by the water, holding a long willow branch in his left hand and making extremely rhythmic movements.

Master Yu is a cultivator of the middle sixth rank. He transforms into an old scholar with gray hair and a sparse goatee. He is the old scholar in everyone's mind.

Performing rituals is the Yi dance, which is one of the core elements of culture and education, the way of sacrifice and etiquette, and a secret that is not passed on by the literati and scholars of the human race.

Master Yu's bloodline is that of a wise fish. In his early years, he became connected with the Yan family, a family of culture and education. It was his blood that enlightened his 40th generation of direct descendants.

Therefore, Master Yu learned a lot of Confucianism and followed the family precepts of Yan, passing on the family tradition of farming and studying. This piece of Dongtian was planned for this purpose.

It can be said that the construction and planning of the school are all the work of Master Yu, and the current principal, Mrs. Wushuang, is more like a manager.

"You naughty monkey are up to no good again. What are you doing here with a wooden ox?"

After Master Yu finished the ceremony, he spoke to his disciple in a friendly manner.

"I have come to congratulate you, sir. This auspicious omen has come to us, all thanks to your virtue."

Yu Shuyang deliberately exaggerated his expression to amuse the teacher, imitating the conversation between the disciple and the literary sage in literature and education.

"You little narrow-minded person, you only know how to make trouble. Tell me, what do you want your old master to do?"

Master Yu smiled indifferently. Over the years, he had taught countless students in the blessed land, but the only one who kowtowed to him was the one in front of him.

He treated the other person as his successor and taught him many principles of human culture and education, even though this disciple did not want to study literature and his ambition was to become a swordsman.

It was far from the inherited Confucianism of Yan family, but he did not care. He once heard a saying and decided to put it into practice.

The disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple.

"The teacher also teases his students, but this time he has come to give you a gift.

This is a wood-walking rhinoceros beast, probably a descendant of the Qingmujian, and has been fed wood for decades.

My father said to give it to you, otherwise I am afraid it will become useless."

Yu Shuyang patted the calf's head, and the calf also gave him face and called out a few times, the humming sounds like muffled thunder.

"It really is the wooden ox and rhinoceros. I'm afraid there really is a spirit inside it.

In the next few decades, our blessed land will have several great happy events. Isn't this the will of heaven?"

Mr. Yu looked at the cow carefully and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

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