Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 131 130 Looking Back
A genius whom I can entrust my mantle to?

Upon hearing this, Taiyi Zhenren paused and had a subtle expression.

In fact, he just said it casually at the time and did not really expect the other party to train any outstanding successor.

He actually met quite a few "people with destiny" like Zhang Lishi.

In the years after his son passed away, he was really bored, so he just wanted to find something to do to kill time.

By the way, it can also be used to fool the head brother - it's not that I don't want to accept disciples, don't you think I'm sowing seeds?

It’s a pity that after dozens or even hundreds of seeds were sown, only a dozen people were able to reach the entry threshold of Louguan Dao.

There are only two or three people who become the backbone of the sect.

As for the direct teachings from the chief masters of each peak, there is not a single one.

Taiyi Zhenren himself came from a noble family and did not believe in the idea of ​​a Qilin hiding in the fields.

Aristocratic families, with profound family knowledge and abundant resources, often marry into alliances with geniuses to improve their bloodlines.

Only in this way can we steadily cultivate geniuses above the standard in every generation.

It’s not that there are no geniuses among the grassroots, but it’s too rare and too difficult to find such geniuses who can safely pass through the development stage and finally stand in front of a mentor.

"I just said it casually back then, but I never thought you would take it to heart."

Taiyi Zhenren was about to leave, but he glanced at Zhang Lishi who was nervously waiting behind him, and thought that he would not lose anything by listening.

"Then tell me, what is it about this person that makes me look up to him?"

Zhang Lishi was delighted. What he feared most was that the other party would not even give him a chance to speak.

Now that the opportunity was before him, he said without a word, concisely and to the point:

"This man is nineteen years old and has practiced martial arts for less than a year, but he has already reached the internal organs realm!"

Taiyi Zhenren was immediately moved.

In the holy places of the noble families and sects, there are internal organs of twenty years old.

But that all started from the age of ten. After being able to read and write, he would first read various martial arts classics and scriptures, and learn from them by rote.

Then use various magical medicines to cleanse the tendons and marrow, and use various gentle training methods to strengthen the body.

By the age of fifteen, these children have become excellent talents. Once they start practicing martial arts, they will make rapid progress.

It takes half a year to circulate the qi and blood, and two years to develop the muscles. After that, you can patiently hone your skills in the third stage of perfection, choose the most suitable method for your internal organs, and you can steadily advance to the third stage at the age of twenty.

These are top talents that have been cultivated through hard work and resources.

But now Zhang Lishi said that someone had advanced to the third realm in less than a year. How could he not be surprised?
"From what you're saying, you only started practicing martial arts at seventeen or eighteen? You don't come from a wealthy family?"

Zhang Lishi quickly explained, "Both my parents are dead, my family is poor, and I have a younger brother."

"I accepted him by chance. I originally thought he was a good hand at nourishing Qi and blood."

"Who would have thought that it would only take him two months to achieve perfect Qi and blood, break through muscles and tendons, and be safe and sound."

"After that, it only took him half a year to complete the three trainings. He was even able to control low-grade magic treasures at the level of muscles and tendons, and his mind was clear and unobstructed."

"To be honest, I was being hunted by my enemies at the time. That child had to switch to practicing the Tiangu Temple's Little Yasha Sword to break through his internal organs for my sake."

"He is currently working as a handyman in Tiangu Temple. I cannot bear to hinder his future, so I only hope that Senior will show some mercy and allow me to visit him."

"In this way, regardless of whether he is qualified to become your disciple, I will have no regrets."

He spoke a long string of words in one breath. Although he had already refined Huang Ting's true energy, Zhang Lishi could not help but breathe heavily. His heart was tense and he did not dare to look up to see the other person's expression.

"Two months to break the muscles and tendons? Half a year to open the internal organs? Or switch to another practice, or practice both?"

Taiyi Zhenren muttered something to himself, took out a bronze mirror from his bosom, and shone it on the person in front of him.

The gorgeous red flame tiger and the green-faced and fanged yaksha appeared at the same time, but the latter looked more powerful.

There was a hint of evil grey on the mirror, but it was slowly dissipating, probably due to the robes.

"So you switched to practicing the Yaksha sect of Tiangu Temple back then?"

Taiyi Zhenren showed a look of understanding and raised his hand. Zhang Lishi felt himself being lifted up by a gentle force.

"There are also many Yaksha practitioners in our sect, and many have converted to Buddhism and Taoism."

"If what you said is true, I can naturally give him a method to transform his cultivation. At worst, I can give him a pill of transformation pill. He won't lose any energy or blood, but he will have to spend more time to rebuild his cultivation. It depends on whether he is willing to do so."

"Thank you, senior!"

Zhang Lishi was overjoyed, but then he said cautiously:

"I dare not lie to you, Senior. Half a month ago, I brought my disciples to the mountain to search, but the strong wind blocked our way."

"At the time, I didn't know if this was your method. I thought you didn't want to see anyone, so I let your disciple join Tiangu Temple first."

"But I'm just a handyman in the Yaowangyuan of Tiangu Temple and haven't officially entered the sect yet."

Seeing the other party's frightened look, Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help but smile.

"You've said it twice, why are you panicking?"

"Even if I've already gotten into it, if I'm satisfied, what's the harm in snatching those bald donkeys away?"

The careless words were full of unquestionable arrogance, and this domineering attitude made Zhang Lishi feel somewhat friendly.

You have to be a senior.

"But according to what you said, how could that boy be just a servant?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lishi recounted his past experiences, to which Taiyi Zhenren just nodded.

"I have also heard of Decong from Yaowangyuan."

"Among Buddhists, this kid is considered to be able to make elixirs."

Master Decong is almost seventy years old. Is he still a child in your eyes?

You are the famous alchemist of Tiangu Temple, but you only know how to make pills?

Zhang Lishi was secretly amazed and did not dare to comment.

"Horse, come!"

Taiyi Zhenren called out, and a green horse appeared from somewhere in the mountain. Its fur was shiny and glossy, its eyes were big and bright, and it was extremely majestic.

"Where do you live now?"

Seeing the other party get on his horse, Zhang Lishi quickly told him the address in detail.

Taiyi Zhenren clenched his fingers and pointed at the sword, and the Vermilion Bird came crying from halfway up the mountain.

"I'm going out for a while, so I'll take good care of the house."

The latter chirped and nodded humanely.

Zhang Lishi saw this and couldn't help but sigh:

"What a fairy-like atmosphere! Is this the senior's cave?"

Taiyi Zhenren was sitting on his horse, about to reach out and pick up Zhang Lishi to hurry on. Upon hearing this, his expression changed gloomyly. He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"Cave? This is the tomb of my disciple."

After saying this coldly, he gently kicked the horse's belly with his heel, and the green horse immediately turned into a breeze, leaving countless afterimages on the way and disappeared.

Zhang Lishi stood there blankly for a long while before he gave a wry smile.

"Senior is still so moody."

The words are only in my heart, but I dare not speak them out loud.

Zhang Lishi had no choice but to put on his cassock, find a horse that had not run far away at the foot of the mountain, and then set off on the official road back to the city.

"Mu Cha, have you slacked off in your martial arts training these days?"

"Brother, just wait and see!"

In the yard, Mu Cha took a steady horse stance and performed a set of basic boxing techniques in a methodical and efficient manner.

After more than half a month in the provincial capital, the eleven-year-old Mu Cha had enough nutrition and had begun to grow taller.

And due to regular exercise, he has even developed some muscles.

He has handsome features and a strong build.

Li Cunxiao was filled with relief.

For him, his hard work in martial arts to climb the ladder was initially for the sake of his family and blood relatives.

Mu Cha is more like his son than his younger brother.

But after nearly a year of practicing martial arts, Li Cunxiao slowly began to find pleasure in it. The evolution of life is the most tempting thing in the world, an irresistible instinct.

It’s just that he didn’t cultivate the ruthless path. For ordinary people, of course they would like to see the success of one person and the prosperity of the whole family.

"Now there is a supply of pure demon meat, and there are also channels for elixirs."

"In the future, I will definitely be able to lay a solid foundation for Mu Cha, and will be no less powerful than those children of the aristocratic families."

"Wei He, this kid, is lucky enough to have benefited from this."

While Li Cunxiao was instructing Mu Cha, he was also distracted by testing Wei He and Qin Yu.

It has been half a year since Wei He came to his side and started practicing martial arts, and now it seems that his blood circulation is about to recover.

With this talent, he can vaguely catch up with Ye Chengxiao back then.

However, the latter has now entered Tiangu Temple, and Li Cunxiao is a little worried about how to arrange for the former.

He actually has quite a few martial arts that can directly reach the internal organs, and he also has many secret recipes for powerful medicines, but he can't explain them.

Wei He is his team member and also an assistant trained by Mu Cha. Li Cunxiao certainly hopes that the latter can go as far as possible.

Anyway, with him around, there is no need to worry about not being able to suppress him, and Wei He himself is a straightforward person.

"It would be nice if there was a sequel to Tiger Demon Fist."

The thought flashed through his mind, and after Li Cunxiao finished instructing his younger brothers, seeing that there was still half an hour until noon, he went to visit his master's wife first.

"Master's Wife, this is the pregnancy-preserving pill I exchanged with the Senior Brother in Charge. I've tried it and it's fine."

Mrs. Zhang looked at the burly young man in front of her, her eyes full of smiles.

"Good boy, you have a heart."

As the birth was approaching, the escort agency spent a large sum of money to invite Master Jingyue in advance.

Although the latter was content with his simple life, he was not pedantic. For the sake of the children in Beitianyuan, he agreed to the offer.

The nun picked up the porcelain bottle, her nose twitched, and she was slightly surprised.

"Is it the elixir from the Medicine King Academy? The ingredients are very good. The wealthy families in the north of the city all like to use this."

"It was made by Senior Brother Yuanshen," Li Cunxiao replied with a smile.

Compared to his master who has a weird temper, Yuan Shen, the eldest disciple, is very versatile.

In other words, it is precisely because the master has this kind of temper that the disciple has to make up for it.

Li Cunxiao is a newly emerged capable person in the slaughterhouse. To be honest, with him around, not only do Yuanhuai and others have to do less work, but it is also more convenient to collect ginseng from the garden.

It just so happened that a wealthy family in the state capital had given birth and commissioned the production of a batch of pregnancy-stabilizing pills.

The process of preparing Yuan Shen's elixir went very smoothly, and the result was far better than expected.

When Yuanhuai heard that Li Cunxiao was looking for a good medicine to maintain pregnancy, he simply waved his hand and gave him the extra medicine.

"Even though you're just doing butchering, you've earned the appreciation of Yuan Shen, the alchemist."

'Just as a cone in a bag will reveal its tip immediately, a true hero will stand out wherever he goes.'

Ye Chengxiao had no other thoughts except admiration.

Since his master's wife was about to give birth, he naturally had a gift:

"Brother, if you offer me the elixir, I won't find it ugly anymore."

"This is a baby pillow I asked my senior brother from the Jinshifang to make specially for you."

As he spoke, he took out a white porcelain pillow, which was in the shape of a child lying face down on a couch, with the child's back as the pillow surface.

It feels warm to the touch, not cold at all. Even when you put your face against it, it doesn't feel like the hardness of porcelain, but like silk.

Mrs. Zhang was very happy for a moment, as this child's pillow just hit the mark for her.

When she looked at her third daughter, the latter simply took out a stack of children's clothes and spoke briefly.

"I have sewn a few sets for you. After you give birth, just rest and take care of the baby. Don't overwork yourself."

Everyone laughed, but the lady sitting beside them asked in confusion:

"It's almost noon, why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

Of course, Mrs. Zhang could not hide the whereabouts of her lover, but Zhang Lishi also told her that the matter had not been completed and there was no need to make it public, so as not to disappoint the younger generations.

Just as she was about to speak up to cover up for her husband, Mrs. Zhang suddenly frowned and covered her stomach.

Master Jingyue came forward and checked a few times, then immediately drove everyone out in a serious tone. The maids and servants who had been prepared immediately got busy.

Li Cunxiao finally came to his senses, held the hilt of the knife, and stood in a corner outside the house.

The others also woke up and became alert, but they did not alarm the escorts in the Qi and Blood realm.

"Well, you just arrived and you encounter childbirth?"

Taiyi Zhenren stood on the eaves as if no one was around, looking at the houses below where cries of pain were heard from time to time and the people who were on guard.

Taoism believes that women's menstrual blood is unclean, and women who are about to give birth are not allowed to enter temples or monasteries to avoid polluting the purity and defiling the sacredness.

Even in Taoist scriptures, there is a special mention of a hell called Fengdu Blood Lake, which is mostly filled with women who have difficulty giving birth.

But Taiyi Zhenren didn't believe it.

The gods and Buddhas in the world are, at their core, nothing more than warriors with great supernatural powers, let alone hell?

If there really is a hell, he would be eager to gather all his wealth, break through the underworld, and rescue his son who died young.

"Never mind, I'm just soft-hearted."

I don’t know what touched the old Taoist’s heart, but he took out a shining pill from his sleeve with his fingers.

With a snap of his fingers, it turned into a point of light invisible to the naked eye and floated into the delivery room.

The pain in Mrs. Zhang's voice suddenly faded a lot, and she could faintly hear Master Jingyue shouting that she had seen the end.

"Is this person Li Cunxiao?"

Taiyi Zhenren locked onto the burly young man at first sight.

The moment he saw the other person's face clearly, he was inexplicably dazed.

"They are somewhat similar, but not in facial features. They are both strong and tough men like Lao Dao."

From this point of view, the other party gave him a good first impression.

"Let's take a look at the cultivation level."

Without using a bone mirror, he could tell from the intake and output of qi and blood and breathing that the other two boys and girls were all muscles, but this person was all internal organs.

Moreover, the pulsation of his five internal organs is extremely powerful. His cultivation should not be just the initial stage of internal organs cultivation, but has already reached a high level.

"Are the only four orifices missing from the kidney?"

In the eyes of Taiyi Zhenren, the other person's flesh and blood seemed to become transparent all of a sudden, and his liver, heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys emitted five-colored light.

But compared to the first four, the kidney is obviously a level lower.

"No, this level of energy doesn't seem like it belongs to a demon at the Internal Organ Realm. Could it be that this person has also mastered other martial arts?"

Taiyi frowned and simply took out the bone mirror. The image reflected in the mirror was even clearer than when Monk Qieci used it.

Eight demons of various shapes and sizes were squeezed into the round mirror, which seemed quite narrow for a moment.

"Eight damn demons? They're running a zoo!"

His beard trembled up and down as his mouth grew bigger, and his eyes, as big as copper bells, stared out. He was no longer as fierce as before, and even had a bit of funny feeling.

But Taiyi Zhenren’s discoveries go beyond this.

Eight demons are crowded in the mirror. It seems messy, but in fact, each of them is in his place and honest. The mirror surface is also clear and pure.

According to common sense, this shows that the warrior's own will is extremely strong, and even with eight demons on his body, he cannot be shaken or eroded in the slightest.

Even after staring at the mirror for a long time, Taiyi seemed to see a blurry shadow, not knowing whether it was because of his eyesight.

"I'm not a mortal, how could I be dazzled?"

Taiyi Zhenren exerted a little force with his palm, and the bone mirror emitted light for a moment.

Li Cunxiao suddenly felt his body getting slightly hot, but when he looked around, he found nothing.

And in the mirror, the wind gradually changed from invisible to light blue, twisting and entwining, and finally turned into a bird of prey with white feathers and black stripes, shuttling back and forth around the eight demons.

Taiyi Zhenren's face changed drastically.

"Why is the wind wheel also on this person?!"

(End of this chapter)