Starting from the scattered cultivator family, daily intelligence

Chapter 88: My body is too tender to withstand the torture.

"It's nothing. Nothing is wasted. No matter how cautious a cultivator is, it's never too much. Ten wasted runs, a hundred wasted runs."

"As long as there's one time where it's not in vain and a life is saved, it's worth it."

When Mu Kehua saw Mu Yunsheng, he bowed to them and apologized for making them make a wasted trip. He waved his hand and said indifferently, and asked Mu Yunsheng to stand up.

There was no expression of blame or anger on the old face for Mu Yunsheng making them make a wasted trip. Instead, he showed a smile of satisfaction and approval.

"Yes, Sheng'er, don't feel that you are troubling your uncles. In the world of cultivators, you must be careful and cautious about everything. Otherwise, if you are careless, you may lose your life."

"Sheng'er, you did a good job this time. You should do the same when encountering problems in the future."

Mu Mengshu's face, which was as dark and thin as an old farmer, also broke into a broad smile, and he praised Mu Yunsheng.

"Yun Sheng is quite clever. Back then, countless daring and careless people died in the deep mountains of the Yuqian Mountains."

"I won't go into details. I heard a while ago that He Lao'er's disciple was killed in the mountains near the docks of Qihefang City. His cultivation techniques and the spirit stones he carried were all looted."

"Until now, Old Man He has not found the murderer."

Taoist Cangmu said with a smile, looking at Mu Yunsheng with a smile in his eyes, and nodded slightly.

Mu Qinghu and Yu Ruyan, who were standing by, didn't say anything, but they looked at Mu Yunsheng with satisfied and approving smiles on their faces.

None of the four of them felt angry or blamed Mu Yunsheng for making a big deal out of a wasted trip.

"Yes, thank you, uncle, uncle and senior Cangmu for your advice. Yun Sheng will definitely keep it in mind in the future."

Mu Yunsheng said, bowing again to Taoist Cangmu and Mu Kehua and the others, a smile appearing on his handsome face.

Although he knew in his heart that Mu Kehua and the others would not blame him, Mu Yunsheng's gift was actually more towards Taoist Cangmu, an "outsider".

"Alright, Sheng'er, the senior who taught you the art of making the bitter spirit healing noodles also taught you a few secret methods of making spiritual food. When you go back, practice well."

"Don't let down that senior chef's expectations of you."

Mu Kehua said with a smile on his old face, and bowed to the sky to express his respect and gratitude to the senior spiritual chef who taught Mu Yunsheng the spiritual cooking art.

"Yes, uncle." Mu Yunsheng nodded in reply, feeling the cool touch of the jade token for entering and exiting Lanxingyuan in his sleeve pocket, and looked up in the direction of Yuqian Mountain.

He can only keep this jade pass for entering and exiting Lanxingyuan for one month.

At this time, Mu Qinghu quietly walked to the side of Taoist Cangmu, with a smile on his face and whispered.

"How about Master Cangmu? I said that your Meiyu and my Sheng'er are right, right? The senior spiritual chef taught me the skills of spiritual cuisine, and my Sheng'er will also become a spiritual chef in the future."

"It's much better for Meiyu to stay with my Sheng'er than to follow you and sell your fake wine."

After saying this, Mu Qinghu looked at Taoist Cangmu with a smug and proud smile on his face.

"You..." Taoist Cangmu's face was full of smiles, but when he heard Mu Qinghu's words, his face turned red and anger rose in an instant. He turned his head to look at him and wanted to say something angrily.

He just looked at Mu Yunsheng out of the corner of his eye. The angry expression in Taoist Cangmu's eyes changed as he thought about it. In the end, he just snorted at Mu Qinghu and turned to look elsewhere.

"Humph!"

"Haha~" Mu Qinghu laughed softly.

Yu Ruyan watched from the side as Mu Qinghu teased the old Taoist priest. Helplessness appeared in her eyes as she shook her head slightly, then looked at Mu Yunsheng and the others.

Sometimes she really wanted to ask Mu Huilan for advice. Her husband was too jumpy and childish. What should she do?

"Uncle, Uncle Two, Yun Sheng has a grudge against Tai Hongfei from Tai's Restaurant. After you return to Qihefang Market, why don't you find a reason to leave Tai's Restaurant?"

"To prevent Tai Hongfei from taking his anger out on the two uncles because of Yun Sheng's matter."

Mu Yunsheng told Mu Kehua and Mu Mengshu that he had also heard the jokes between Mu Qinghu and Taoist Cangmu, but knowing Mu Qinghu's temperament well, he did not care.

"Fellow Daoist Cangmu, please forgive me. I also like Meiyu very much. In the future, my Yunsheng will definitely give her the three letters and six gifts, without missing a single detail."

"Marry that girl Meiyu in a formal ceremony and welcome her into the gates of my Caoyang Mu family."

Mu Kehua glared at Mu Qinghu angrily, then bowed to Taoist Cangmu and said with a smile as if to assure him.

The anger on Taoist Cangmu's white-haired and beard face subsided a little and he calmed down. Then he returned a salute to Mu Kehua without saying a word.

However, the matter between Mu Yunsheng and Zhao Meiyu was preliminarily settled during the ceremony between Mu Kehua and Taoist Cangmu.

"I am just a nominal employee of Tai's Restaurant. I pay a certain amount of spirit stones every month and can leave at any time. Your second uncle still has unpaid wages for his work at Tai's Restaurant..."

"Wait for me to help your second uncle find another job in Qihe Market in the next few days, and then leave Tai's Restaurant."

Mu Kehua looked at Mu Yunsheng again, frowned slightly and said thoughtfully.

Mu Mengshu was beside him, his face, dark and thin like an old farmer in the fields, with a smile on his face, and nodded in agreement.

"Uncle, uncle..." Mu Yunsheng shouted, trying to persuade them again. Knowing that Mu Kehua and Mu Mengshu were unwilling to return to Qihefang Market, he left Taijia Restaurant.

He was afraid that after leaving, he would not be able to find any work to earn spirit stones immediately, and would have to return to the Caoyang Mu family's land.

However, the Mu family's ancestral land in Caoyang had no spiritual land and produced no spiritual objects. After Mu Kehua and Mu Mengshu returned, they could only enjoy their retirement in leisure.

It is no longer possible to earn spiritual stone resources for the Mu family and the cultivators of the Mu family like Mu Yunsheng, leaving behind a foundation for future cultivators in the family.

Naturally, Mu Kehua and Mu Mengshu were unwilling to do this.

"Sheng'er, don't worry. Qihefang Market is a small place. Even if Second Uncle leaves Tai's Restaurant immediately after returning and works somewhere else."

"Even if the Tai family wants to cause trouble for the second and first uncles, they can still find them easily."

"Besides, Qihe Market is much safer than other places. Even if the Tai family really wanted to cause trouble for your great-uncle and second great-uncle, they wouldn't dare to do it in Qihe Market."

"But Sheng'er, you must be careful from now on. Don't go to Qihe Market from Yuxu Spiritual Field alone."

Mu Mengshu showed a gentle smile to Mu Yunsheng with his dark, thin and old face, and said with a smile.

There wasn't much worry about his own safety in his words, but rather instructions for Mu Yunsheng's safety.

"Well, Sheng'er, your second uncle is right. We will be fine in Qihe Market. You should take care of your own safety."

"From now on, ask your father to pick you up when you go in and out of Qihe Market."

Mu Kehua nodded and instructed Mu Yunsheng with a serious expression on his old face.

"Yes, great uncle, second uncle."

After listening to what Mu Kehua and Mu Mengshu said, Mu Yunsheng felt a little relieved about their safety, but he did not give up his plan to let Mu Kehua and Mu Mengshu leave Taijia Restaurant.

"After we return to Yuxu Spiritual Field tomorrow, I'll ask Liu Jiangyue to see if he can arrange for my uncle and second uncle to work in the spiritual medicine shop in the Liu family's Qihe Market."

"This is also in Qihefang Market, but it's much safer than my uncle and second uncle staying at the Tai Family Restaurant to work."

Mu Yunsheng thought in his heart and said, his hand in his sleeve gently touched the entry and exit token of Lanxingyuan in his sleeve pocket, and his mind calmed down.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, Sheng'er, you can leave with us. It's not easy to rest in this barren mountain. Let's go to Feiyan Cliff for one night." Mu Kehua said, glanced at the barren mountain where only Mu Yunsheng had built a fire, turned around and led the way out.

"Yes, uncle." Mu Yunsheng replied, then used the earth-sinking technique to bury and extinguish the burning fire, and followed Mu Kehua, Mu Qinghu and others to leave the barren mountain.

Feiyan Cliff.

Mu Kehua, Mu Mengshu and the others walked into the houses where they were going to rest.

Taoist Cangmu walked at the end, grabbed Mu Yunsheng who was about to enter the house, took him aside, and asked in a low voice.

"Mu family boy, where is the wine I gave you?"

"It's in the bag. What's the matter, Senior Cangmu? Do you want to take it back and sell it again?" Mu Yunsheng was slightly stunned and said with a smile.

At the entrance of the house, Mu Qinghu, who was walking in front, saw Mu Yunsheng being pulled aside by Taoist Cangmu. Hearing their whispered conversation, a strange smile appeared on his face.

Then he pulled Yu Ruyan, who didn't know what was going on and had confusion in her eyes, into the room.

"I'm not buying shit, Mu family boy, let me tell you, I used a variety of aphrodisiac spiritual objects and medicines to prepare this wine, and it also has an aphrodisiac effect."

"When you go back, drink less, and don't let Meiyu drink. She's still young and can't handle your tossing and turning."

Taoist Cangmu had an angry look on his face and said viciously in a low voice, stuffing the four low-grade spirit stones that Mu Yunsheng had given him today into his hands.

"Senior Cangmu, who do you think Yun Sheng is? Don't worry, I will never let Meiyu drink it."

Mu Yunsheng opened his eyes wide and whispered angrily. He took the four low-grade spirit stones that Taoist Cangmu stuffed back, tightened the package on his back, and turned to walk into the house.

I just feel insulted. Is he the one who needs the secret recipe of Huyang Zhuangyuan Ling Wine?

………………

On the second day, at Yuxu Lingtian, it was past five o'clock in the morning.

"Brother Yunsheng, do you want to drink this wine tonight? I can warm it up for you then."

Zhao Meiyu was sorting through the various spiritual materials and consumables that Mu Yunsheng had bought in his package. When she saw a small amount of wine that looked particularly familiar, her beautiful and heroic face instantly blushed, and she whispered to Mu Yunsheng.

As a disciple of Taoist Cangmu, she naturally recognized that this was the secret Huyang Zhuangyuan Spirit Wine purchased from Taoist Cangmu, and she knew the effects of this spirit wine.

Mu Yunsheng changed his clothes, used the cleaning technique to remove the dust on his body that he had picked up after returning to Yuxu Lingtian from Qihe Market, and walked out of the inner room.

Seeing the blush on Zhao Meiyu's face and the secret Huyang Zhuangyuan Ling Wine in her hand.

"No, it's boring to drink alone." Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile, without a trace of embarrassment on his face at being discovered by Zhao Meiyu about the secret recipe of Huyang Zhuangyuanling Wine.

"After Xiao Lin'er falls asleep, I... I can drink with Brother Yunsheng." Zhao Meiyu said in a low voice with a blushing face. Her slender and white hands, like jade onions, tightly grasped the secret Huyang Zhuangyuanling wine. She did not dare to look up at Mu Yunsheng.

"What kind of wine? Xiao Lin'er hates drinking the most."

At this time, Shui Lin'er walked in from outside, with Yueya'er's eyes full of happy smiles, and asked excitedly.

"No... there's no wine." Zhao Meiyu replied in a panic, her face turning even redder. She quickly hid the secret Huyang Zhuangyuanling wine in her sleeve and turned her back to Shui Lin'er.

"Um... Senior Sister Meiyu, is there something you are hiding from Xiao Lin'er?" Shui Lin'er asked Zhao Meiyu with suspicion in her eyes and walked towards her.

She wanted to see Zhao Meiyu's face with her back to her.

"Xiao Lin'er, aren't you feeding the Night Spirit Silkworms? Why are you here?" Mu Yunsheng grabbed Shui Lin'er and asked with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yunsheng, Song Yunjun from Qingmu Temple is here, so Xiao Lin'er came up to see if Brother Yunsheng has changed his clothes."

Shui Lin'er stopped and said, Yueya'er's eyes were smart and suspicious, looking at Mu Yunsheng and Zhao Meiyu who were holding her.

"You clever little thing, aren't you afraid of getting dizzy?" Mu Yunsheng said with a smile, holding Shui Lin'er's white and tender hand, and walked towards the living room on the first floor of the wooden house.

"I'm not dizzy. Yun Shengge and Senior Sister Meiyu are definitely hiding something from Xiao Lin'er. Xiao Lin'er wants to be with them." Shui Lin'er replied coquettishly, hugged Mu Yunsheng's arm, and walked out of the room with him.

"Okay, then Xiao Lin'er will come and drink with us."

Mu Yunsheng said with a smile, his arm immersed in a soft fragrance. He walked to the stairs leading downstairs. Shui Lin'er let go of his arm and walked down the stairs with him.

"Chef Mu Ling, where on earth did you go yesterday? I didn't buy your Grade B Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles. Senior Sister Ruirong is mad at me. She didn't say a word to me yesterday or today."

"Hurry up and make me a portion of Grade B quality Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles so I can take it back to apologize to Senior Sister Ruirong."

In the living room on the first floor.

A handsome young man was running around like an ant on a hot pan. When he saw Mu Yunsheng coming down the stairs, he hurried over and said anxiously.

There was anger in his tone, as well as blame for Mu Yunsheng.

This young man is Song Yunjun, who was in Qingmu Temple and used his own sect contribution points to buy B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles for his senior sister every day after the flood of Yuchen River was controlled.

"I went out for something yesterday, so Fellow Daoist Song went out for nothing."

Mu Yunsheng had a smile on his face as he bowed to Song Yunjun and said, he was not angry at all because of his blasphemous and rude words.

This is the biggest fortune that Mu Yunsheng has made in the past few days by selling bitter spirit-rejuvenating noodles after Hu Cairan left with the disciples of Qingmu Temple.

He eats a portion of B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles every day without fail, and is more loyal than the gatekeeper Ah Huang.

"I just wonder how many contribution points he has earned from his hard work in repairing and controlling the flood in the Yuchen River." Mu Yunsheng thought to himself with boredom.

"Nothing, nothing. Chef Mu Ling, please go make me some B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles. Senior Sister Ruirong will be done with her training soon."

"I wonder if Senior Sister Ruirong can calm down and talk to me after I send her this B-grade Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodle."

Song Yunjun said anxiously, taking out three low-grade spirit stones and handing them to Mu Yunsheng, his face full of melancholy and loss, without even looking at the side, no matter its appearance or figure.

They are all much better than her senior sister Ruirong, Shuilin just glanced at her.

"Okay, Brother Song, wait a moment. I'll go make you a Grade B Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodle. If Brother Song's sister is still angry, you can bring her to me."

"I have recently developed a spiritual food that can increase the cultivation level of cultivators. I guarantee that after Brother Song's sister consumes it, she will never be angry with Brother Song again."

Mu Yunsheng took the three low-grade spirit stones and said with a smile, without saying much to persuade Song Yunjun to use his sect contribution points for his own practice.

Instead, he pushed more of the required spirit stones to him, and Qian Qing helped Yunmian.

Some things cannot be explained, perhaps only this abyss can make people wake up.
And more importantly, waking up Song Yunjun would not bring any benefit to Mu Yunsheng. He might even offend Song Yunjun. It would be better for him to make some spirit stones from this.

"Does Chef Mu Ling really mean what he said?"

Song Yunjun's melancholy and lost face suddenly brightened up in his eyes. He looked at Mu Yunsheng with expectation and hope and asked.

"Of course I won't cheat Fellow Daoist Song, but this spiritual meal I've cultivated, which can increase a cultivator's cultivation, requires five low-grade spiritual stones per portion."

Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile, turned around and walked into the kitchen next to the living room.

(End of this chapter)