Uncle Jiu: I am Chen Yulou, the leader of the Xiangling gang

Chapter 59, Shangqing Thunder Method

At this time, Taoist Simu looked at Chen Yulou again and again and reminded him, "Yulou, learning Shangqing Thunder Method depends first on talent, that is, understanding. You have this. The second is understanding of Tao. You have been in Maoshan for too short a time, so you must be lacking in this."

"So, Uncle Master thinks you don't need to rush into learning Shangqing Thunder Method. First, master the side techniques like talismans, weapon training, and corpse control until you've reached perfection."

"After all, although you have talent, the Shangqing Thunder Method is profound and it is not easy to master it."

"There's a saying that goes, 'All paths converge into one, and mastering one leads to mastering all paths.' Talismans and other unconventional techniques are not completely unrelated to the Shangqing Thunder Method. If you master talismans and other unconventional techniques, I believe you'll be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort when learning the Shangqing Thunder Method."

Seeing the serious look on Taoist Simu's face, Chen Yulou felt warm in his heart. He quickly bowed to Taoist Simu and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Uncle Master. I will keep it in mind."

"Also, thank you, uncle-master, for the sword!"

Seeing Chen Yulou so obedient, Taoist Simu smiled with satisfaction and said, "Don't be polite to me, your uncle. It's just a sword. Your uncle hopes that after you master the Thunder Roar Sword, you can bring peace to the world and not let the Thunder Roar Sword be buried."

"Please rest assured, Uncle Master, Yulou will never bury it!" Upon hearing this, Chen Yulou carefully stroked the blade of the Leixiao Sword and smiled at Taoist Simu.

"it is good!"

Taoist Simu smiled and nodded.

To be honest, he was a little reluctant to give the Thunder Roar Sword to Chen Yulou, but when he saw how much this boy cherished the Thunder Roar Sword, the reluctance in his heart immediately disappeared.

"Master, did you give this peach wood sword to your junior brother?"

At this time, Jiale, who had already arranged the zombies, walked in. When he heard that his master had given Chen Yulou the Lei Xiao Sword, a top-grade magic weapon made of four hundred-year-old peach wood, he was stunned and a little jealous.

After all, this is a top-grade magic weapon.

When Taoist Simu had refined three peach wood swords, he wanted another one, but Taoist Simu ignored him.

Apparently, he gave the three peach wood swords, the most beautiful of which, the Lei Xiao Sword, to Chen Yulou.

Upon hearing this, Taoist Simu glanced at Jiale and said, "Last time when your junior brother became my disciple, I gave him this Thunder Roar Sword as a gift."

"Also, have you arranged for the zombies?"

"It's all arranged!"

Jiale nodded, and quickly moved closer to Chen Yulou. He reached out and touched the Thunder Roar Sword, saying, "This Thunder Roar Sword is truly beautiful."

Then, he looked at Taoist Simu and said with some envy: "Master, you have given one to your junior brother, why don't you give one to me too."

"You still have two anyway. Give me one and you still have one."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Simu's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He looked directly at Jiale and scolded him, "Get out of here."

"You become increasingly ignorant and incompetent, your cultivation level remains unchanged, and yet you still want my top-grade magical weapon?"

"Especially, you little brat, when I left, I told you to burn incense to the ancestors every day. Did you do it?"

Jiale immediately said, "Master, I'm on..."

"Snapped!"

Before Jiale could finish his words, Taoist Simu jumped up and hit Jiale on the head with a chestnut, cursing, "Do you think I'm a fool? I just checked the incense in the incense burner. You haven't offered incense to the ancestor for at least three days."

"You're unlearned and unskillful. You even slacked off when offering incense to the ancestor, and you even dared to peek at my top-grade magic weapon?"

"I'm giving you a top-grade magical weapon. Are you going to use it as a firewood stick?"

Jiale squatted on the ground with his hands covering his head, grimacing in pain, but he secretly checked on Taoist Simu, fearing that Taoist Simu would continue to punish him.

"Hmph!" "I gave Yulou the Thunder Roar Sword because he's qualified. Your junior brother Yulou has only been your uncle's disciple for half a month, and he's already broken through to the Soul Nourishing Realm, and it looks like he's almost at the second level of the Soul Nourishing Realm."

"What about you?"

"It's been over a year since I broke through the Soul Nurturing Realm, and I haven't even completed the first level yet. And you still want a top-grade magic weapon?"

"Forget the top-grade peach wood sword. Even your low-grade peach wood sword would be wasted if I gave it to you."

Taoist Simu was not that angry at first, but when he saw Chen Yulou's cultivation level improving so fast, and then saw that Jiale, that bastard, was full of bad habits, the nameless fire in his heart began to rise.

Jiale was stunned when he heard this, and looked up at Chen Yulou in surprise.

He broke through to the Soul Nourishing Realm in just half a month?
And he’s almost at the second level of the Soul Nurturing Realm?

Is this junior brother’s talent so exaggerated?

"What are you looking at? If you dare to peek at my top-grade peach wood sword again, I will really teach you a lesson." Taoist Simu glared at Jiale fiercely.

Jiale's head immediately shrank as he suddenly thought of a good way to divert his anger. He immediately raised his head cautiously and looked at Taoist Simu and said, "Master, Junior Brother has such a good talent. No wonder Master Ikkyu wants Junior Brother to become a monk!"

"What did you say?"

Taoist Simu was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and immediately stared at Jiale, demanding, "Are you saying that old bald man Yixiu asked Yulou to become a monk?"

Jiale quickly stood up and said, "Well, Master Ikkyu said that you should become a Buddhist monk. Entering Taoism is the wrong path."

"If you don't believe me, ask my junior brother!"

Taoist Simu immediately turned to look at Chen Yulou and asked, "Yulou, what's going on?"

Chen Yulou glanced at Jiale, feeling somewhat helpless. This guy was really good at diverting Taoist Simu's attention.

However, this matter certainly cannot be hidden from Taoist Simu.

Then, he told what happened yesterday. Of course, he didn't tell anyone about the Buddha umbrella for the time being. It was not because he didn't trust Taoist Simu, but because he was afraid that Taoist Simu would ask him to destroy the Buddha umbrella.

After all, although the Buddha umbrella is a Buddhist magic weapon, it is also a magic weapon, especially in the words of Master Ikkyu, magic weapons are really rare. Even if he cannot use it himself, there is no need to destroy it.

So as to how to deal with the Buddha umbrella, he decided to go back and tell Uncle Jiu about it to see what Uncle Jiu had to say.

Upon hearing this, Taoist Simu was furious. His three corpse spirits jumped and he cursed, "This old bald donkey is simply not a human being. How dare he poach our Maoshan disciples?"

After saying that, Taoist Simu walked out the door angrily.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Jiale asked quickly.

Taoist Simu asked without turning his head: "What else can I do?"

"Of course, we're going to settle accounts with that old bald donkey and make him understand that we at Maoshan cannot be insulted."

Jiale heard this and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Taoist Simu's back.

"Brother, will you get into big trouble by diverting the blame?" Chen Yulou asked with a frown as he inserted the Lei Xiao Sword into the scabbard.

Jiale smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry, Junior Brother. My Master and Master Ikkyu have been fighting openly and secretly for two or three years. At most, they're just talking, not taking action."

"Moreover, Master Ikkyu has persuaded you, my junior brother, to become a Buddhist monk. This is indeed a taboo. If I don't let my master argue with him, he might even persuade you."

(End of this chapter)