Journey to the West: The Immortal Clan Begins by Feeding Monkeys at Five Elements Mountain

Chapter 103 Introduction to Cultivation, Taking Office

The banquet ended, and everyone, host and guests, returned home in high spirits.

The Jiang family members slowly packed up and returned to their new house at the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Liang was the only one who didn't go with them. He took his new wife, Li Wenya, and settled down in the old house.

Although Miss Li had some martial arts skills, she came from a scholarly family and was physically weak and lacked a solid foundation.

Once they reached the foot of the mountain, they walked around and, relying on a few Qi-boosting pills, managed to see all of the Jiang family's territory.

After walking around, I was so thin I looked like a sheet of paper, my face pale and my lips bland, so I had to settle down and rest.

The night passed peacefully, with only the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking, and nothing particularly eventful happened.

The next day, Li Wenya got up early as soon as it was light.

After washing and grooming herself, burning incense and tidying her clothes, she served tea to her parents-in-law in a proper and respectful manner, thus formally entering the Jiang family home.

As soon as he put down his teacup, Jiang Liang became restless.

As the crowd dispersed, he darted around, quietly pulled his father outside, and whispered in a very low voice:
"Father, now that Wenya is practically family, can we teach her that breathing technique too?"

Although he spoke hastily, he remained clear-headed and did not overstep his bounds.

The Jiang family's internal cultivation techniques are their foundation, and they are not passed down to anyone other than their direct descendants or relatives. Even though they are now married, they dare not make decisions on their own.

Jiang Yi didn't reply to what he heard, but glanced at his eldest son, who was bending over to put away books in the room.

Jiang Liang immediately understood and, without asking any more questions, pulled Jiang Ming into the house.

The curtain was slightly lifted, and before the conversation had even ended and the teacups were still steaming, the two of them left the room one after the other.

Jiang Liang's eyebrows were raised, a smile played on his lips, and he walked with a confident stride.

Judging from his expression, he probably had a good idea of ​​what was going on, and this matter was finally settled.

Jiang Yi stood under the eaves, squinted at them, then glanced at the sun in the east. His lips twitched, but he ultimately remained silent.

Although the manor lord Liu spoke politely yesterday, his meaning was very clear.

Even if he were truly willing to pass on his method of cultivating one's nature, it probably wouldn't fall into the hands of a child.

Just like the breathing technique I use at home.

Li Wenya was able to learn because she is now a member of the Jiang family, and she has already paid respects to heaven and earth and served tea, thus fulfilling the proper etiquette.

But if word gets out that the young master of the Li family will also be mentioned in the future, it will become a joke.

This matter is not urgent; we must take it slowly.

After Li Wenya entered the family, she lived with her husband in the old house. The place was quiet at the foot of the mountain, with few people to disturb them, so they were able to enjoy some peace and quiet.

Within a few days, he began to learn the breathing method of the Jiang family, and also copied the "Treatise on Sitting in Oblivion" onto his desk.

Every day, he would either practice with Jiang Liang on stakes or accompany Liu Xiulian in practicing punches and stances.

The delicate, ladylike air she once possessed has been somewhat faded by the mountain winds, and her features have gradually gained the strength and vigor of a martial arts practitioner.

Strange to say.

She used to practice some martial arts, and she had the looks and the moves, but unfortunately, she was weak as soon as she started fighting. She had the posture, but no strength.

But once he got the hang of the breathing technique and his energy channels opened up, it was as if he had suddenly gained enlightenment.

With a sense of order and control over his muscles and bones, his strength seemed to be drawn from the ground, seeping into every part of his body little by little.

The boxing moves that he had learned with difficulty in his daily practice suddenly became clear to him, and he could perform them smoothly no matter how many times he tried.

Only then did I realize that my husband's family's ancestral method was indeed quite effective.

The cautious reverence in my heart quietly increased by three points.

As for the little girl Jiang Xi, she's been quite rare these days, hardly ever seen in the house.

Occasionally, I would peek into the corner of the courtyard and see him squatting down, whispering to that Liu boy, tugging at his sleeve with a self-righteous air.

As soon as someone approaches, they shrink back like mice seeing a light, turning their backs and pretending nothing is wrong. It's as if they're hiding something, or as if they've just secretly memorized something and are afraid of being seen.

Time flies by, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The transfer order from Liangzhou Prefecture finally came to fruition. A document was delivered to the Jiang family's door, sealed in bright red ink, with each word crisp and clear.

Jiang Liang was promoted to the position of Military Affairs Officer due to his previous military achievements and was given a deadline to take up his post.

This is now a done deal.

The young couple spent several days packing their belongings, including clothes, books, medicine, and weapons, packing everything carefully.

Jiang Liang was going to the prefectural capital to take up his post, and Li Wenya had to go with him to continue learning to be a female doctor from her aunt.

The next morning, before dawn, there were already figures moving about on the road at the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Yi and Liu Xiulian got up early and saw their son and daughter-in-law off at the village entrance. They were already awake before dawn and talked in detail.

They'd talk about the daily necessities of life once, and remind each other of the warmth and cold of the weather morning and night. Though their mouths grumbled, their eyes betrayed their deep affection.

Jiang Yi held his son's hand, his tone unusually solemn, and even his brows were furrowed more deeply than usual.

"If you have a child someday, once you've mastered the breathing technique, remember to bring him back and let him stay for a while."

“The Li family has plenty of medicinal herbs, so I don’t need to worry about that. But if we’re talking about tempering one’s temperament and calming one’s mind, the spiritual energy at the foot of this mountain is plentiful, and the grass there is chillingly cold and damp, which is the most suitable place.”

Jiang Liang patted his chest and nodded vigorously: "I've got it, Dad."

Li Wenya listened from the side and responded softly, a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

The carriage was prepared in advance by the Li family; it was made of fine horses with golden bridles, and the carriage was sealed off completely.

Jiang Ming also made a special trip from the school to see his younger brother and sister-in-law off down the slope, watching them until they disappeared from sight, before slowly turning his gaze away.

Only one figure was missing.

Little Jiang Xi was nowhere to be seen this morning; she didn't even eat a bite of food.

Nobody knows where she's run off to again.

When Jiang Yi finished seeing off the carriage and walked back along the mountain road...

They spotted a small figure in the distance, carrying a bundle of spiritual fruits, rushing quickly toward the village entrance.

Before the person arrived, the sound preceded them; the fruit jingled against their clothes like a light rain pattering on banana leaves.

Jiang Yi stood by the roadside, his hand gently resting on his forehead, watching her rush past like the wind. A smile played on his lips as he said:
"You're too late. Your second brother and sister-in-law left long ago."

But the little girl was unconvinced. Holding the fruit, she huffed and puffed out her cheeks, shouting, "I can catch up!"

His expression suggested that he was rushing to make up for something as important as possible, and he kept walking, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yi didn't stop her, he just raised his hand and gestured vaguely: "Go ahead."

His tone was very calm, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

With that girl's light-footed skills, chasing a carriage wouldn't take her much time.

He then turned around and went home on his own.

Little did they expect that this journey would take them from early morning until sunset.

As dusk fell and the lights in the courtyard began to twinkle, Liu Xiulian paced back and forth at the door, so anxious that she was about to go out and search for her.

Just then, someone shouted, "You're back!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure slowly strolling back from the end of the village road.

Though small in stature, he exuded an imposing presence, munching on wild fruits as he walked, his clothes adorned with grass blades, his hair disheveled as if he had just been in a fight with the wind.

But his face was full of smiles, and in those smiles was a sense of satisfaction that said, "I had something on my mind, but now it's all over."

I wonder what she went through on her journey.

(End of this chapter)