Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 123: 122: Be able to bend and stretch
"The abbot has even considered this?"

Not to mention Zhang Lishi, Li Cunxiao and others were also surprised when they heard this.

The fact that Abbot De Zheng was willing to allocate a few places to the Medicine King Academy was something that many powerful people in the city were eager to get.

But judging from Yuanhua's words, in addition to the issue of identity, the other party has even taken into consideration the martial arts training of several younger generations?
"Didn't Junior Brother fail to find a suitable martial art to switch to back then, so he had to learn the Little Yasha Sword Technique as well?"

"If not for this, you should have been able to join a certain chief monk and not have to suffer the wrath of Yuanjue."

Yuan Hua quietly criticized it for a while before returning to the main topic:

"Junior brother, you also know that our Buddhist and Taoist sects have been fighting for thousands of years, but in fact, we have also learned and borrowed from each other for thousands of years."

"It is common for novice monks to turn to the Three Pure Ones and for Taoists to turn to the Five Tathagatas. It is not uncommon for Buddhists and Taoists to switch their practice."

Zhang Lishi nodded, "Not bad"

"When I first entered the inner courtyard, I always wanted to accumulate good deeds in exchange for a martial art that could subdue the tiger demon."

"It's a pity that Wei Yun's incident happened not long after, and I didn't make it in time."

"Furthermore, those who switch from Buddhism or Taoism to martial arts, in addition to good deeds, also need to make contributions and be recognized by the head of a certain academy before they are eligible to exchange."

Yuan Hua saw the regret in the other person's expression and quickly agreed:

"Yes, the Yuanjue brothers were truly despicable. But that was in the past. The situation is very different now."

"Last month, Master Huqiu of Huishan Temple came to see Master Decong and asked for an elixir. He gifted him with a mid-grade martial art, the Tiger Subduing Technique."

"The abbot said that although this martial art is only mid-level, it can benefit both Buddhism and Taoism."

"If you can learn it, you can switch to the temple's top-grade martial arts when you have the chance later."

"Junior Brother Zhang, you are well aware of the position of Abbot Decong in the temple."

"This Tiger Subduing Technique is not in the Scripture Library of the temple, but is the private property of Master Uncle Decong."

"In other words, as long as the three nephews can work hard in the alchemy room..."

"With Uncle Decong's generosity, if he's pleased, he'll grant me the Tiger Subduing Skill. Isn't that just a matter of a word?"

"At worst, even if I can't obtain the Tiger Subduing Technique, the Power Dissipating Pills that are so expensive to find outside are probably still a rare item in Yaowangyuan."

Ye Chengxiao and Zhang Yuelu were immediately interested.

There is no doubt that the Tiger Demon Fist is powerful in terms of qi, blood, and muscles, but its only weakness is that it has no way forward.

They are all young people and have their own ambitions.

The two of them didn't dare to even think about gaining Decong's favor and becoming an alchemist.

But it's just doing a few nice jobs, then switching to martial arts. Don't you dare to give it a try?
Unless absolutely necessary, who would be willing to give up their martial arts and start learning again?
Not to mention the loss of energy and blood, but also the personal waste of several years of hard work. That kind of decision is really not something that ordinary people can make.

"Sanlang, what do you think?"

Zhang Lishi had actually already made up his mind, but the performance and contributions of his young apprentice over the past few months had made him subconsciously seek the other party's opinion, instead of making decisions on his own as before.

"If you follow what Master Yuanhua said, then joining the Medicine King Academy would certainly be a great opportunity."

Li Cunxiao had to admit that these conditions were very tempting.

Especially the method of switching from Buddhism to Taoism is of great significance to him who has eight demons as his masters.

But Yuanhua's attitude changed so quickly that it was hard to imagine that a corrupt official who was still soliciting bribes yesterday suddenly became a fair and honest official who cared about the people.

Yuan Hua was such a shrewd person that when he saw that Li Cunxiao hadn't continued his words, he knew that the other party was suspicious because of the previous incident.

Without hesitation, he stood up and walked to Li Cunxiao, bowing and preparing to salute.

"Fuck, this guy is so shameless."

Don't hit a smiling person. If Li Cunxiao really accepted the gift, his master Zhang Lishi would have no place to put his face.

Therefore, he could only quickly reach out and support the other person, "Uncle Master, you are embarrassing me."

"Alas, my dear nephew, yesterday I was so obsessed with money that I even asked for favors from the younger generation."

"Junior Brother Zhang, I won't hide it from you. Yesterday, my nephew and the others didn't leave, so I was caught red-handed."

"Abbot Dezheng was deeply distressed and gave me a stern lecture, which finally made me wake up."

Yuanhua did not dare to say that it was Monk Qieci who had caught him, but considering what had just happened, everyone thought it was also the noble Abbot Dezheng.

In this way, the development of the story is that the upright abbot caught Yuanhua and demanded a bribe, and learned that Zhang Lishi had returned to the state capital and recalled the past.

Punish Yuanhua for violating the rules, and at the same time want to make up for the regrets of the past.

Yuanhua was a snob. Seeing that the abbot was very caring towards Zhang Lishi and his disciples, he acted rudely at first but became respectful later.

That way, everything makes sense.

"My nephew is young and has a lot of anger in his heart. I don't blame you."

"But that thief Yuanjue is, after all, a deacon of the Arhat Hall. Although I am not afraid of fighting him, if you can obtain the status of the Medicine King Courtyard, he will definitely not dare to offend you."

"It doesn't matter if my nephew is angry with me, but since this concerns our future, we must be cautious."

These words were reasonable and even Li Cunxiao could not find any fault with them.

Yuanhua is so flexible and adaptable that it would be unreasonable not to let the other party down.

But the other party kept mentioning Yuanjue every three sentences today, almost blatantly trying to deceive him.

I don't know if it was to reassure the people in the escort agency, or if he had a grudge with the other party.

However, in Li Cunxiao's mind, he had indeed already included Yuanjue on the list.

Once he reaches that level, he will have to pay the price for what he did back then.

"Uncle Master, every word comes from the heart. How can I not be moved? I will agree to go to Yaowangyuan."

Yuanhua was delighted for a moment.

Those who knew him knew that he was here to recommend a few people to join the Medicine King Academy, while those who didn’t thought he was here to ask the Escort Agency for a favor!
"Using Yuanjue as a target is indeed effective."

"The disciple that the senior values ​​is among these three. If they hold a grudge against him, everything will be over for him."

"Yuanjue, please don't blame me. If no one diverts the hatred, I will be the one who suffers."

"If you really want to blame someone, blame your lecherous brother!"

Yuanhua's thoughts were as quick as lightning, fleeting.

The task assigned by the abbot was completed, but he had not yet expressed his gratitude to his fellow disciples.

"Come, come, fellow apprentices, this is the Qi and Blood Pill I bought specially from the Medicine King Academy."

"This medicine is made by mixing demon meat with a little spiritual herb powder. It has very little evil energy. Arhat Hall disciples only take one bottle of ten pills per month."

"You are in the Muscle Realm, and it is time to nourish yourself. Here are thirty bottles. Come and divide them up."

This?
Looking at the thirty porcelain bottles neatly arranged in the wooden box opened by Mingzhu, Zhang Yuelu and Ye Chengxiao couldn't help but breathe quickly.

The effect of the elixir is stronger than that of the simply prepared demon meat, not to mention that it is produced by the Medicine King Academy.

If it were sold outside, it would cost at least several hundred taels of silver per bottle, and it would be out of stock and impossible to buy.

But Yuanhua’s sincerity goes beyond this.

"Junior brother, don't blame me for being nosy. I see that there are fifty or sixty people in your family. Living in these few courtyards, it's a bit difficult to move around."

"It just so happens that there are a few empty houses near my mansion. If you don't mind, you can move in."

As he said that, he slapped a few property deeds into Zhang Lishi's hands.

The latter looked closely at the words on it and found that the house was in Xingshanfang near the East Market.

The large, five-story house, in addition to the usual courtyards and pavilions, also boasted a martial arts training ground. In terms of size, it seemed comparable to the Flying Tiger Escort Agency's headquarters in Chuqiu, but this was in Songzhou City, where every inch of land was valuable!

The courtyard of the Chuqiu Escort Agency was worth several thousand taels of silver at most.

But what Yuanhua gave was a house near the prosperous East Market, which was worth tens of thousands of taels.

Not to mention the money, a house in such a good location must have been bought with favors from others.

Having the escort agency move closer to home is almost an open sign of one's position.

If Yuanjue wants to cause trouble in the future, Yuanhua will have to take action for the sake of his own face.

His friendly attitude was clearly written on his face, so how could Zhang Lishi refuse?

But letting bygones be bygones is one thing, and taking something from someone is another.

Everyone knew that Yuan Hua was obsessed with money. Seeing him holding the house deed and almost crying, Li Cunxiao could hardly hold back his laughter. He knew that his master would not really accept such a generous gift as if nothing had happened.

The two declined each other several times. Yuanhua was very determined to give the gift, but Zhang Lishi was even more determined to refuse.

In the end, Yuanhua could only reluctantly take back the house deed.

Rather than giving alms to refugees, he would rather use his wealth to invest in potential stocks.

But he also knew that friendship had to be cultivated slowly, and being able to transfer hatred to Yuanjue today was already a huge success.

Giving alms and making friends are not contradictory. At worst, you can do them at the same time in the future.

Yuan Hua left the escort agency with a bitter face. Ming Zhu saw that his master was sad, and after a long while, he finally said:
"Master's sadness just now didn't look like an act at all. It will definitely impress Uncle Zhang!"

Yuanhua became even sadder after hearing this.

That's all my money!

Looking at the backs of the master and disciple as they left, Zhang Lishi was filled with mixed emotions.

No matter how angry you were at the time, you have to accept the past after more than ten years.

But the world is so wonderful. When you think you have reached a dead end, if you persist a little longer, you will see light at the end of the tunnel.

"Master, do you regret your choice?"

Li Cunxiao suddenly thought of the question he had a few days ago, but when he asked this question at this time, the answer was self-evident.

"Asking knowingly."

Zhang Lishi deliberately frowned and tapped Li Cunxiao's chest several times with his fingers.

Then he turned around and walked quickly towards the lady's room.

"Father probably has a lot to say tonight."

Zhang Yuelu covered her mouth and chuckled, and the other two also smiled good-naturedly.

When this good news reached the ears of the Cui brothers and Shi Tie, the three of them were naturally overjoyed.

But since the matter has not been completed yet, no one made it too public. But in the evening, Gao Cheng showed off his special skills again and roasted more than a dozen sheep, and was so tired that he was out of breath.

Amidst the jubilation and excitement, Li Cunxiao watched his brother wolfing down the lamb leg, growing stronger and stronger. The tension and fatigue of the past few days slowly subsided.

When in Chuqiu, the heads and sons of the seven families in the inner city made Li Cunxiao realize for the first time that this world is full of cannibalism.

When we arrived in the state capital, the unfamiliar environment, the enemies hidden in Tiangu Temple, and the unclear road ahead all made us physically and mentally exhausted.

But what is unexpected is that the final twists and turns are rooted in the master's passion many years ago and an old monk's persistence in precepts and morality.

The wonders of the world make people sigh, but Li Cunxiao didn't know that this was a wonderful misunderstanding.

"After joining the Medicine King Academy, my life is no longer a problem, and I now have a way to acquire martial arts and resources."

"Next, I have to think carefully about how to gain a foothold in Tiangu Temple."

Just as Li Cunxiao was getting ready for the coming tomorrow.

In the caves of Pingdingshan, someone is puzzled.

"Wind Wheel, how come it disappeared?"

Taiyi Zhenren frowned, holding the fire wheel in his hand and fiddling with it gently.

The golden wheel spun rapidly, and the blazing flames illuminated his mighty face. His white beard, on the other hand, added a touch of kindness to him.

"The Hot Wheels is a top-grade magic treasure I customized for Zhaer. I added his blood essence when forging it."

"Now that the wind wheel has disappeared, and even the mark I left behind cannot be sensed, there are only two possibilities."

"Or, it was an old fellow of the same realm as me who took action;"

"Or, the wind wheel will recognize its master and the weapon will dissolve and return to the body."

Thinking of this, Taiyi Zhenren frowned even more tightly.

Those who are at the same level as him are probably famous masters of the Buddhist and Taoist sects all over the world.

A mere top-grade magic treasure is not worth the other party doing this.

What's more, the owner of this magic treasure is himself, a world-renowned master of alchemy. Who dares to offend him?

But if it was an ignorant youngster who accidentally subdued Feng Lun, he would find it hard to believe it.

Because of the addition of his son's blood and essence, this pair of magic treasures are extremely xenophobic.

Over the years, whenever his senior brothers wanted him to accept a new disciple, Taiyi Zhenren would even take out the Wind-Hot Wheels and declare that he would accept whoever could subdue him as his disciple.

Whether it is Louguan Dao or Jinglong Temple, even Magu Mountain and Maoshan have people coming here to visit.

But no one succeeded.

"People only know that Zha'er is my disciple, but they don't know that he is also my son."

"Father and son are of the same bloodline. Even I can't sense the location of the wind wheel. I'm afraid someone has truly subdued it and recognized it as their master."

"But it's not possible to get Fenglun to recognize him as its master."

Taiyi Zhenren became more and more agitated and stood up and walked to the side of the cold pond.

He pinched his fingers and the icy spring water began to flow out. A golden lotus slowly rose up, which made the old Taoist lose his mind for a moment.

"The thief took the Wind Wheel, but he didn't know there was a Fire Wheel, nor did he know where the tombs of Jinlian and Zha'er were deep in the cave."

"Otherwise, the backup plan I've left behind will be triggered, and I'll be wiped out in an instant."

"Interesting. I have nothing to do, so I'll play with you."

Taiyi Zhenren sneered and flicked his hand, and the cold pond water covered the golden lotus again.

At this moment, his thick eyebrows suddenly raised, and he walked out confidently until he reached the top of the flat-topped mountain.

First, he looked at the fat monk who seemed to be walking slowly on the mountain path but was actually fast and arrived in an instant.

Then he turned his gaze and noticed the noisy crowd on the mountainside.

These people obviously noticed that the strange wind in the narrow passage had disappeared and wanted to come up to find out what was going on.

"You ignorant rat, how dare you disturb my son's peace."

Taiyi Zhenren showed a look of disgust, threw it lightly, and the golden wheel turned into a red bird.

With a few flaps of its wings, it flew to a height halfway up the mountain.

With a long roar, flames appeared in the void, like a waterfall, instantly submerging the narrow path!

(End of this chapter)