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

Chapter 96 Winning One Battle

Jiang Yi walked around the site again, looking at the beams and pillars, and weighed the options in his mind.

As the sun began to set, he followed Li Wenxuan to the Li residence.

During this visit, there was no shortage of toasts and reminiscing about the past and discussing the present.

During the meal, everyone chatted about the future of the younger generation and reminisced about past friendships.

The wine glasses were poured one after another, but the conversation never cooled down.

Halfway through the meal, the young lady from the Li family made a brief appearance.

She wore a simple, unadorned dress, her hair was lightly tied up, her eyes were gentle, and her steps were quiet and graceful.

As soon as he took his seat, he gave a graceful bow and addressed him as "Uncle Jiang" in a very affectionate manner.

Jiang Yi looked at her, barely lifting his eyelids, and simply nodded without making a sound.

He remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he thought to himself, "Not bad, the boy does have some discernment."

After the girl returned, Li Yunyi put down his cup, slowly stroked his beard, and smiled:
"My daughter studied female medicine at her aunt's house in the prefecture for several years and only recently returned. Please forgive her for not being able to greet Brother Jiang sooner."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi nodded slightly, waved his hand, and spoke in a calm yet amiable tone:

“Miss Li is exceptionally intelligent. The profession of female doctor is already rare. With such skills, she will be respected wherever she goes.”

After speaking, he paused slightly, lowered his gaze, and said softly, "Just by looking, you'll know that he's a well-mannered and respectful person, and he's been raised well."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunyi's smile deepened slightly, and he no longer declined the offer, readily accepting the opportunity to continue the conversation:

"To be honest, Brother Jiang, I'm not afraid to admit that my daughter has quite a talent for medicine."

He paused slightly, his tone softening as he casually added:
"If you are more diligent in the future, not to mention Liangzhou, even if you go to Luoyang, you will still have a few relatives and elders who will take care of you, and you may not be unable to establish yourself."

These words, though spoken in a gentle and measured tone, actually contained a deeper meaning: openly praising his talent while subtly revealing his social standing.

Without making a sound, they had already brought up the background of the Li family.

It was as if she was subtly implying that no matter where Jiang Liang went in the future, her daughter would be a perfect match for him.

Jiang Yi listened and just smiled, casually agreeing with a few words, but didn't make any real promises.

As the lights gradually brightened and the conversations subsided, Jiang Yi still did not stay overnight at the Li residence until dusk.

As usual, I found a small inn and had a peaceful night's rest.

The next day, as dawn broke, he walked through the thin mist back to the village.

Back in the village, life returned to its quietude, flowing silently and without a sound, yet never ceasing.

During the day, Jiang Yi moves nimbly through the forest and medicinal herb fields, tending seedlings, turning over soil, repairing fences and sheds.

At night, he would sit cross-legged and silently recite the "Taishang Laojun Shuo Chang Qingjing Jing" (Scripture of Constant Purity and Tranquility Spoken by the Supreme Lord Lao), reciting it slowly, word by word.

Although the visualization had not yet taken shape, my mind had become much more stable.

As soon as the thought arose, the atmosphere of heaven and earth seemed to become clearer.

They can hear farther and their noses are more sensitive.

When I close my eyes and meditate at night, I can faintly sense the presence of the two broods of "second-generation spirit chickens" in the backyard, even just in this room.

If one continues to cultivate in this way, one may indeed be able to develop some spiritual awareness.

Since that water vein was connected to the house, the orchard and medicinal herb garden have improved day by day.

Those fruit trees that were said to take ten years to bloom have now quietly sprouted a few tender yellow buds on their branches.

The spiritual seeds in the medicinal garden also sprouted silently, each one standing tall and green with distinct veins.

The medicinal aroma spread with the morning breeze, and before people even bent down, their noses were already catching the fragrance.

Days passed by like flowing water, and the house and the surroundings were peaceful and serene.

After Jiang Xi drank that pot of spirit chicken soup, her blood and energy surged, her face became rosier, and her steps became much more solid than before.

That morning, before the morning mist had dissipated, the little girl stood in the courtyard practicing her martial arts as usual.

His energy flowed freely, and when he stood still, he resembled the morning mist in the mountains; when he moved, he was like pine branches swaying in the wind, round and unhindered, rising and falling with rhythm.

The essence and energy have been fully replenished.

Jiang Yi stood aside watching, still holding the hoe in his hand, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes and brows.

He secretly thought to himself that his eldest son's vital energy was at its peak back then, and he was just a few days shy of turning thirteen.

Children are even slower, only reaching adulthood around thirteen.

But this little girl, only eleven and a half years old, has already condensed her Qi and can circulate it smoothly. She's far ahead of those two brats.

Although there is an element of innate talent involved.

But the bigger reason is that life has become increasingly comfortable in recent years.

Herbal decoctions were constantly being prepared, chicken soup was frequently simmered, and spiritual fruits were eaten in various ways; she had never lacked nourishment since she was a toddler.

For ten years, they have been working tirelessly, cultivating their skills through the simplest methods, like cooking rice and firewood, and simmering chicken soup to develop their strength and resilience. They have fed their children bowl by bowl, bite by bite.

This achievement is well-deserved.

That day in the Jiang family courtyard, a set of sticks and forks were dismantled, and the little girl finally got her revenge.

She faced off against the Liu family's young man head-on, and actually managed to suppress him, showing no weakness in either manner or power.

Both of them have now entered the realm of perfect essence. Jiang Xi's aura is harmonious and balanced, while Liu Zi'an is calm and composed.

When you're unarmed, you can fight back and forth, and it'll be a draw.

But once they had an extra weapon, the situation immediately changed.

Jiang Xi's stick seemed to be connected to her thoughts; every move she made was effortless and full of energy, and when she swung it, it even seemed to have the appearance of a living thing.

Although the Liu family's ancestral fork technique was solid, it ultimately couldn't withstand her attacks.

In just ten minutes, she forced him to retreat three steps.

A slanted slash hit the edge, and Liu Zian's wooden fork flew out of his hand with a "crack," rolled twice on the ground, and lay pitifully to one side.

Jiang Xi's eyes shone, her lips curled into a smile, she was overjoyed and understood everything.

He draped the stick over his shoulder and hopped off toward the school.

Along the way, he didn't forget to call out, "Excuse me, excuse me, I need to find a seat..."

She and Liu Zi'an were both deputy leaders, sitting on either side of Jiang Ming.

But the little girl felt awkward for a long time, feeling that she had been relegated to the left position for many years.

Today we have finally won a battle, so we must use this opportunity to uphold justice and proclaim it to the world.

Jiang Yi stood under the corridor, listening to her shouts all the way, watching the small, jubilant figure disappear into the distance, he just smiled, shook his head and remained silent.

This girl is tough, and even tougher. It's not easy for her to win this time.

But Jiang Yi understood perfectly well.

Such a scene will probably only appear a few more times.

The little girl won so easily this time, mostly because she was skilled and could keep the momentum going.

But if we're talking about what comes next, we have to go towards that "divine prosperity" realm.

In this realm, the competition is no longer about physical strength and vitality, but about the ability to maintain stillness.

To visualize one's spirit, one must have a clear mind and a focused intention.

That boy from the Liu family has been cultivating proper mental techniques since childhood, his path has been as solid as an anvil, he can keep his composure and focus his mind.

Judging from his punches and starting stance, one could tell that the divine will had already been planted.

As for his own daughter, although she also had extraordinary talent, she had only mastered the "Theory of Sitting in Oblivion".

When it really came down to a turning point, compared to the other side's authentic method of "cultivating both body and mind," it was ultimately lacking in some fundamental aspects.

The difference may not be immediately apparent, but over time it will gradually widen.

Ultimately, although the Jiang family had some good fortune, they only turned their fortunes around in the last few years. How could they compare to the foundation laid by the Liu family over several generations?

However, Jiang Yi was neither in a hurry nor annoyed.

If this was a beautiful and satisfying victory, then it was all worth it.

The kind of foundation you build up takes time and effort.

Another month has passed, and the summer heat is approaching. The orchards are even more lush, and the medicinal herbs are even more fragrant.

Jiang Yi made another trip to Longshan, delivering several bags of silver, and the beams and pillars on the other side of the house were also erected neatly.

Just as the cicadas began to sing throughout the forest.

The youngest son, who had been away from home for over a year, finally returned home.

(End of this chapter)