My cultivation is too warm

When Xu Mo found the Three Primordial Saint Lord and talked about his child, he realized that he had been worrying too much.

According to Sanyuan Shengjun, his child is now a researcher at the Canggu Scientific Research Institute.

As the one who pioneered the path of science, Xu Mo is naturally his ancestor, so it doesn't matter whether he takes on disciples or not.

This made Xu Mo feel a little embarrassed, since he hadn't done anything, yet he was still credited for it.

However, as long as the Three Primal Saints don't blame him, that's fine.

After the Qi Dan Dao, nothing major happened, and Xu Mo had some free time, enjoying his days to the fullest.

On this day, Elder Ouyang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, found Xu Mo.

Xu Mo was somewhat surprised when he learned the other party's purpose.

It turns out that after Elder Ouyang completed the Feast of Satiety project, he suddenly found the profession of Spirit Plant Master rather uninteresting.

He remembered his dream of becoming a sword cultivator and came to find Xu Mo to spar with him.

This left Xu Mo somewhat helpless. Why did Elder Ouyang seem so unpredictable?

When Mingming first returned from the Tianlu (Sky Road), he thought that dreams were just dreams. But when dreams become reality, he found that there is a big difference between the two.

Then he said he would never touch a sword again, and that being a spirit plant master was more suitable for him.

Why did you suddenly pick up your dream of becoming a sword cultivator again at this time?
However, since Elder Ouyang was so interested, Xu Mo didn't say anything more and could only keep him company.

The two sealed their cultivation together; Xu Mo used a knife, and Elder Ouyang used a sword.

And so the battle began, with the two sides exchanging blows.

It wasn't until he fought Elder Ouyang that Xu Mo understood why the other man had said that dreams could only ever be dreams.

Because Elder Ouyang's sword-wielding style was really awkward.

It's not that he lacks talent; his swordsmanship is quite exquisite.

However, his swordplay was truly ugly and unbearable to watch.

The sword immortals in my mind are all elegant and unrestrained, or cold and ruthless, but without exception, their movements are all particularly cool.

But Elder Ouyang, no matter what sword techniques or moves he used, were all particularly ugly, and in short, he had absolutely nothing to do with the handsomeness of a sword cultivator.

After several hundred moves, Elder Ouyang glared at Xu Mo, who was trying to suppress his laughter, and said, "That's enough."

He then sighed helplessly, "The goal has been achieved. I am indeed not suited for sword practice. I should go back to studying spirit plant cultivation."

"Huh?" Xu Mo looked at Elder Ouyang in disbelief. So you came to me to practice swordsmanship just to solidify your belief in becoming a spirit plant master?

After seeing his reaction, Elder Ouyang said in an annoyed tone, "What, is it not allowed?"

Xu Mo quickly shook his head, "No, no, I was just marveling at how clever you are, senior, to have come up with this idea."

Elder Ouyang glanced at him, then snorted coldly, and then sighed sadly, his tone somewhat helpless, "I have no talent in the profession of spirit plant master. Compared with your father and other genius spirit plant masters, I seem very clumsy."

"This is also why I have always wanted to escape. In fact, if I think about it carefully, I have no other profession in my life besides being a spirit plant master."

Even if it's a bit clumsy, we can only slowly explore and research, leaving something for the world.

"After all, I am the teacher of Wuyou Lingnong and the master of Breeding Lingnong. Both of my disciples are Ling Plant Masters who have been recorded in the annals of Canggu. All I can do is continue their ideas and slowly continue my research."

Upon hearing this, Xu Mo fell silent, suddenly feeling sorrow for the old man before him.

Normally, disciples inherit their master's philosophy and carry it forward.

The old man in front of me said that he would continue his disciple's ideals, and he spoke of this act of going against the Heavenly Gang with a calm expression.

But who can understand the helplessness in this old man's heart?

He had clearly taught two outstanding disciples, but both of them passed away before him.

Perhaps in his heart, he would rather be the one who leaves than his disciples.

But reality is always so helpless, and he is the one left behind.

With two disciples' jade beads preceding him, he could only continue to shine in the spiritual plant master industry.

Perhaps in his view, if he gave up this profession, the world would forget his two disciples. In order to continue the existence of his disciples, he had no choice.

This is what makes Xu Mo even sadder.

Elder Ouyang believed that he was inferior to his disciple and that his philosophy was also that of his disciple. However, he never considered that whether it was his previous disciple, the Spirit Farmer, or his previous identity, the Worry-Free Spirit Farmer, they all inherited the philosophy from Elder Ouyang.

Elder Ouyang himself had forgotten about this matter.

All I remember is my own clumsiness.

Xu Mo sighed helplessly and did not try to persuade Elder Ouyang.

He then asked Elder Ouyang what he planned to research next, but Elder Ouyang shook his head and replied that he didn't know, as long as it was useful to the people.

The fruit trees have all been planted now, so there's no rush. You can be a little more casual and do whatever you like.

Xu Mo nodded in agreement, thinking that this was a good idea. In fact, Elder Ouyang always felt that he was not suitable to be a spirit plant master, but Xu Mo thought the opposite, believing that the other party was born for the spirit plant master profession.

Because he had seen the look in Elder Ouyang's eyes when he was studying and thinking; it was a genuine love and sincerity that could not be faked.

Elder Ouyang did not leave immediately. In his words, since he had come out for the first time, he should relax properly.

Xu Mo then accompanied him on a tour of Wuyou Peak and introduced him to the current situation of Wuyou Peak.

A few days later, a demonic laugh echoed throughout Wuyou Peak, "Hehehe, Ouyang brat, I didn't expect you to take the initiative to invite me. What, you feel uncomfortable when I'm not here?"

With that laughter, the figure of the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons appeared, his white robes fluttering, his demeanor elegant, and his face always bearing a kind smile that warms the heart like a gentle spring breeze.

Although he was already used to it, Xu Mo still couldn't help but want to complain every time he saw the handsome face of the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons with that kind of demonic laughter.

What are you trying to achieve? Can't you just smile normally?

Facing the smug Wanmo Elder, Elder Ouyang calmly shook his head and said indifferently, "No, I called you here to tell you that I have finished researching the Fullness Fruit project."

He stared at the old man of ten thousand demons and said calmly, "Now, I'd like to ask about your feelings."

Upon hearing this, the old man of ten thousand demons stiffened. He immediately understood Elder Ouyang's intention: wasn't he just trying to make him jealous?

He then grinned, "Hehehe, Ouyang brat, you've miscalculated. I am now the chief scientist in the field of science, a man who will change the world." "My vision is on a completely different level from yours, Ouyang brat. You think I would be jealous of your achievements? Hehehe, I am not jealous at all. On the contrary, I would like to congratulate you."

As he spoke, he looked at Elder Ouyang in a serious manner, raised his hands, and formally formed a Dao seal: "Congratulations, Ouyang brat, you have finally fulfilled our dream, so that people in the world will no longer have to worry about food. Well done, worthy of being a promising junior in my eyes."

The reaction of the Elder of Ten Thousand Demons shocked Xu Mo and left Elder Ouyang feeling rather bored, as it seemed to be quite different from what he had expected.

However, seeing the solemn expression on Elder Wanmo's face, Elder Ouyang fell silent. He recalled the vows made by two spirited young men in the direction of their former small mountain village after joining a cultivation sect and becoming cultivators.

Now that so much time has passed, they have finally achieved it.

Although he didn't get the main credit, he was at least involved.

Seeing the silent Elder Ouyang, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons felt a sense of smugness. He thought to himself, "This mere brat Ouyang actually thought he could get the short end of the stick. Now look what I've got. I'm not going to play by the rules. Let's see what you can do about it."

Hehehe, speechless now?
However, his smugness did not last long.

After a moment, Elder Ouyang looked at the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons and said calmly, "Are you now the Chief Scientist of Canggu?"

Upon hearing this, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons immediately straightened his back and replied with great pride, "Of course."

Elder Ouyang sighed and shook his head. "It's all in chaos."

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons looked puzzled. "What's in disarray? Seeing my achievements has unsettled you?"

To everyone's surprise, Elder Ouyang lowered his head slightly, revealing a conflicted expression. After a long while, he looked up at the sky and sighed, "No, what I mean is that the seniority is messed up."

"Hmm?" The Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons exclaimed in surprise, a sense of foreboding immediately creeping into his heart.

Sure enough, Elder Ouyang continued, "I ask you, who pioneered this path of science?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Mo immediately lowered his head, wanting to leave.

Otherwise, he feared that the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons would explode on the spot.

Upon hearing Elder Ouyang's question, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons pointed at Xu Mo and replied, "Him."

Elder Ouyang nodded slightly. "Then let me ask you again, whose son is he?"

“Wuyouling…” the old man of ten thousand demons replied subconsciously, but immediately realized something was wrong. He then shouted excitedly at Elder Ouyang, “Ouyang brat, are you trying to take advantage of me?”

Then, with a somewhat frantic expression, he said, "Let me tell you, it's impossible, absolutely impossible. No matter when or where, I am your elder, born an hour earlier than you. That is an unchangeable fact."

"You think you can be my elder? Dream on."

Facing the frantic Elder Wanmo, Elder Ouyang calmly said, "But isn't all of this the truth? You chose the path of science yourself. Since you've chosen this path, you have to acknowledge the founder of science."

The old man of ten thousand demons stiffened, then gritted his teeth and glared at Elder Ouyang, saying, "You don't need to worry about that. I am not like you, who do not know your place. As the founder of the scientific way, I will naturally tolerate it."

Elder Ouyang nodded slightly. "Then what should you call the teacher of the father of the founder of the Path of Science?"

"Ouyang brat!" the old man of ten thousand demons shouted angrily.

Then, gritting his teeth, he said, "I'll emphasize this again: I'm an hour older than you, so I'm your elder. I'm warning you, show some respect."

Elder Ouyang calmly replied, "So what? I am still the teacher of your ancestor's father. You are so many generations below me, and it is already impolite of you not to kneel down and speak to me."

"Aaaaaah!" The old man of ten thousand demons was furious, his eyes bloodshot. He shouted angrily at Elder Ouyang, "Come here, Ouyang brat, it's been a long time since we fought. Today I'll show you if your skills have improved. How dare you talk to me like that?"

Faced with the enraged Elder Wanmo, Elder Ouyang calmly said, "If you can't win an argument, you resort to violence. Are you a child?"

These words were a fatal blow. The old man's hair flew wildly, and Xu Mo felt that he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, so he quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

However, the old man Wanmo, who was in a fit of anger, ignored him and shouted, "Boy, don't worry about me. Today, I will teach this disrespectful Elder Ouyang a lesson."

Elder Ouyang glanced at him and said indifferently, "Who's being disrespectful? Is this how you speak to your ancestor? And you call him 'ancestor brat'?"

"Ah, this..." Xu Mo's face stiffened. He wiped his forehead, wondering what was wrong with Elder Ouyang, who just liked to argue with the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons.

Meanwhile, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons suffered another fatal blow. After glancing at Xu Mo beside him, he collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon, looking utterly defeated.

Then he turned his back, crossed his arms, snorted coldly, and ignored Elder Ouyang.

Seeing his posture, Xu Mo immediately thought of a sentence: "I'm very angry, and I can't appease him."

"Ah, this..." Such a vivid image left Xu Mo somewhat stunned.

Elder Ouyang, on the other hand, looked refreshed and let out a long breath.

The taste of victory is so captivating.

In the following days, Wuyou Peak was in a state of chaos due to the arrival of the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons.

I often heard him arguing with Elder Ouyang.

However, it was usually him who shouted and yelled, while Elder Ouyang remained calm, and the result was self-evident.

In the realm of arguing, Xu Mo had never seen Wanmo Elder win against Ouyang Elder even once.

Each time, the opponent was utterly defeated and humiliated; in short, they never gave up despite repeated defeats.

That perseverance alone is truly admirable.

A few more days passed, and the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons still hadn't left, but another person returned to Wuyou Peak.

This person was Ji Cangsheng.

Xu Mo looked at Ji Cangsheng who had returned with some confusion.

Because at this moment, he gave people a strange feeling, as if he had seen through everything, his eyes filled with reluctance and attachment to the human world, yet also revealing a certain decisiveness.

That look in their eyes makes it immediately clear that they're preparing to say goodbye.

Xu Mo was puzzled and quickly asked.

Ji Cangsheng calmly replied, "Nephew, do you still remember the question I asked you back then?"

"Hmm?" Xu Mo was slightly taken aback.

Then I remembered that Ji Cangsheng had said before he left that he felt something was strange about him, that he was born with a concern for all living beings, which was obviously a problem.

(End of this chapter)