He became the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws starting from Liaozhai.

Before dawn, Li's wife woke Li Jiangyuan and had the boy carry the tuition fees that had been prepared in advance.

Lady Li didn't know what kind of cultivator this Mr. Xu was, so she put the last of her laurel wine into a wine jar, sealed it, and stored it away, which made it look nicer.

The gentleman must have been a connoisseur of fine wine; he recognized the laurel wine after just one sip, which means that the Mountain God had given him some.

In her opinion, Mr. Xu must have been on good terms with the mountain god to be able to establish a Taoist temple in Xiaochongshan.

The Mountain God is a spirit of mountains and rivers, and cannot teach this child. Li Jiangyuan is a very special child. When he was born, it was fortunate that the Mountain God was by his side, otherwise, he and the child would not have survived the divine punishment.

Eight years ago, Li Jiangyuan was born. It was a day of torrential rain and strong winds. Although it was daytime, the sky was overcast as if it were dusk.

On that day, Zhang Shanshen withstood three lightning tribulations, which shattered countless years of his cultivation, in order to save the child's life.

The mountain god had shown her family a great kindness that could never be repaid.

Mrs. Li is grateful, especially on special occasions such as festivals or solar terms.

The Li family women would use their cultivation to condense some incense and candles, and bring some offerings to Zhang Shanshen to burn incense.

The incense and candles formed from one's cultivation can be directly absorbed by the mountain god or other deities, thereby enhancing one's own cultivation.

Some highly accomplished Taoist masters also condense their own spiritual energy on incense and candles, achieving a similar effect.

"Yuan'er, today I'm taking you to a teacher to learn some skills. Once you get there, you must be obedient."

"Do whatever the master tells you to do, and learn whatever the master teaches you."

"Remember, this gentleman is different from your teacher at the private school..."

"What the master says is what he means. You must remember the skills and principles he teaches you..."

Lady Li led Li Jiangyuan onto the road to Xiaochongshan. She had walked this road countless times and could probably return to Xiaochongshan with her eyes closed.

......

Xu Yi was still fast asleep at this time.

These days, Xu Yi always felt very tired and mentally exhausted. He kept thinking about taking a nap and sleeping a little longer.

Before, we always traveled on the back of an old ox, and there was never a place where we could sleep peacefully.

Now that Ping Shui Temple is here, there's finally a place where we can sleep soundly. Old Niu has also retired these days and often goes to the deep mountains with Zhang Zhengyi to cultivate, as if they really want to achieve something profound.

Xu Yi woke up once in the middle of the night and seemed to hear the old ox returning, but it only mooed a few times.

When Lao Niu found that Xu Yi was still asleep, he went out with Yun Song again.

Old Niu remembered that Xu Yi had said he wanted to open a field behind Ping Shui Temple to grow something.

So he and Yun Song went out. Old Niu planned to clear some land in Guanhou. Old Niu had his own ideas, but he only had two hooves and couldn't lift farm tools.

As for Yun Song, that's even worse. Yun Song is so small, and although he has cultivated for a period of time, his cultivation over the past few years is of no use at all.

To put it bluntly, with Yun Song's current strength, he can't beat anyone who's even slightly fierce; he's only good at intimidating people.

If someone were to become truly ruthless and wield a knife or other metal weapon, then Yun Song would have no choice but to die.

Cultivation is very difficult for spirits and monsters, and it is very much about fate and destiny. Without Zhang Zhengyi's guidance, the spirits and monsters of Xiaochongshan would probably have a hard time finding the right path to cultivation.

Yun Song has been absorbing spiritual energy for several years, and has only just begun to develop intelligence. He possesses some basic wisdom, but most of the time, Yun Song still relies on his animal instincts.

If a spirit is bathed in the essence of the sun and moon for a long time, and cleansed by the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers, the chances of it becoming intelligent are greatly increased.

The spiritual energy of Xiaochongshan is clear and bright, and the plants and animals living here have a very high chance of developing intelligence.

It could even be said that as long as one lives long enough in Xiaochongshan, there is a possibility of becoming a spirit. In addition, the spiritual energy is clear and bright, so the spirits that are cultivated in Xiaochongshan are all kind-hearted. Perhaps some fierce beasts cannot change their habits from before they became spirits.

However, with Zhang Zhengyi's daily and nightly teachings, after they gained spirituality and received Zhang Zhengyi's correct guidance, they had concerns about their own path and were able to correct them very quickly, which can be considered as being led onto the right path.

Some ferocious beasts also take risks, leaving Little Chongshan to eat people or devour other spirits. They do indeed gain a great improvement in cultivation in a very short time, but they do not have the corresponding magic to purify the resentment.

Cultivating by eating people is an evil shortcut. The essence obtained from eating people is impure and unhealthy, which will cause the demon core to be impure when it is condensed, making the lightning tribulation during the transformation more ferocious.

Humans have seven emotions and six desires. Eating easily leads to greed, violence, spiritual obscuring, and decline of reason.

Unless one is a powerful demon who has cultivated supernatural abilities, or possesses a miraculous method to avoid these calamities...

......

Xu Yi slept until it was completely light.

"Hmm..."

Xu Yi got up and stretched. He sat up in bed, and light shone through the window.

There's something going on today; Mrs. Li is here to bring her child.

If Madam Li is not human, then this child cannot be human either. Since there is laurel wine, Zhang Zhengyi must know about this.

Since Madam Li has come to Xiaochongshan, Zhang Zhengyi must have noticed her. However, will the two of them visit together?

Just as Xu Yi was thinking, there was a knock on the temple gate.

A guest has arrived.

Xin Jing doesn't knock on the gate; he only knocks on the room door. Xu Yiya and Su Xiaoyue, on the other hand, ride directly on clouds, and the two of them are even more carefree.

Old Niu? Old Niu would just push the gate open; he wouldn't knock.

Xin Jing went out, and Xu Yi also went out.

The two exchanged a glance and sat down at the stone table in the temple.

Ping Shui Temple does not enshrine deities or the heavens and earth; it is more of a place of residence than a Taoist temple.

Xu Yi waved his hand, and the gate opened automatically.

Outside the door stood Madam Li with a child.

"Greetings, sir."

The woman from the Li family bowed nervously, but when she reached the path to Xiaochongshan, the mountain god did not meet her.

The mountain god couldn't help her with this, and she understood that.

This gentleman seemed quite approachable while eating noodles, but today in the Taoist temple, he suddenly appeared very frightening.

And the handsome monk next to the gentleman—she sensed that this monk wasn't human either, but rather seemed to be a spirit, something very special.

"Jiang Yuan greets you, sir."

A clear voice rang out beside Li's wife. Li Jiangyuan was a fair-skinned and handsome child who had never suffered.

Xu Yi looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person was half-human and half-demon. It seemed that the person had suffered a lot when they were born, and Zhang Zhengyi must have done a lot of work.

Zhang Zhengyi hasn't shown up yet, probably because he wants to see his attitude.

She has delicate features and is quite likable.

"Li Jiangyuan?"

The monk was skilled in divination and could learn a great deal by following this wisp of aura.

"Ping Shui Temple is quite interesting; there are only two proper people there..."

This idea inexplicably popped into Xin Jing's mind.

"Jiang Yuan, how about I let you spend the day at the Taoist temple?"

Xu Yi said with a smile, "Li Jiangyuan is very good-looking."

"Want to play all day? But..."

When Li Jiangyuan heard that he could play all day, his eyes lit up. His mother had been giving him a lot of instructions this morning, so he was actually feeling a bit pressured.

The teacher at the private school was very strict and always spoke in a way that was difficult to understand, but his mother told him to study hard and he listened to her.

Before coming, he thought this gentleman was also an old man who would teach him very strictly.

However, he hadn't actually figured out which of the two was the gentleman. But the bald one was a monk, so he probably wasn't the gentleman.

However, it should be the gentleman who speaks first. But they look younger than the parents. Do they really have a lot of skills?

"Madam Li, please take the money back with you. We are ordinary people, why should we need such vulgar formalities?"

"Yuan'er is very perceptive, let her stay for one more day."

"Yuan'er, come here."

Lady Li bowed respectfully, acknowledging that she would listen to everything the master said.

......

"Squeak..."

Li Jiangyuan entered Pingshui Temple, while Li Niangzi stood outside the threshold before the temple gate closed.

Lady Li was excited. She didn't know what path to take Yuan'er on. The Mountain God didn't know either, but the Master certainly did. He was no ordinary person; he was a highly accomplished Taoist.

Lady Li possesses the ability to avoid misfortune and attract good fortune, and she has been cultivating in this direction.

As soon as Lady Li came down the mountain, Zhang Zhengyi appeared.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm not sure about this gentleman's temperament either, but Li Jiangyuan has some kind of destiny with him."

"The gentleman has visited your noodle stall twice; he must have sensed something. This is fate."

"You should go back now."

Lady Li bowed again to thank Zhang Zhengyi, for the kindness of the Mountain God could never be repaid.

......

Ping Shui Guan.

Li Jiangyuan is only eight years old this year, and is very young. As the only child in the family, he is very spoiled and cannot be hit or scolded at home.

Old Li, in particular, doted on Li Jiangyuan.

He wasn't afraid of Mr. Xu Yi; the man seemed easy to talk to and approachable, so he must be a good person.

"Yuan'er, come here."

Li Jiangyuan obediently approached the stone table, his eyes wide with curiosity as he looked at Xu Yi.

"Well, although he's a bit young, he should have some strength."

Li Jiangyuan was puzzled by Xu Yi's words. Didn't the teacher teach him anything about reading and writing?

"Yuan'er, have you ever seen a magic trick?"

Xu Yi suddenly asked a question.

The man's words were always disjointed, leaving him somewhat bewildered. What did great strength have to do with magic tricks?

"Sir, I've seen it."

Every year during festivals or temple fairs, there are always some magic shows, such as fire-breathing, knife swallowing, and immortals planting beans.

Xu Yi pulled a piece of white paper from his sleeve and looked at Li Jiangyuan with a smile.

This child is destined to embark on the path of spiritual cultivation sooner or later; his bloodline dictates that he will have a very long lifespan.

Perhaps living a long time will allow one to develop some kind of magical power?

Spirits are like this: if they live for a long time in places with abundant spiritual energy, such as mountains and rivers, they will naturally absorb the essence of the sun and moon, thus awakening their intelligence.

However, Li Jiangyuan has demon blood in his body. According to Zhang Zhengyi, demons must first cultivate their inner core, then transform into humans, and finally become immortals.

This is actually something that most of the demon race does.

Demons can be either demonic or human. However, some powerful demons possess the bloodline of their ancestral demon ancestors and have a unique cultivation method called "reversion to their ancestral form."

The cultivation of the demon race is too complicated, and Xu Yi doesn't know much about it. He should ask Xin Jing about it.

However, the most orthodox demon race resides in the Ten Thousand Mountains, which is far beyond the Great Zhou Dynasty and is a gathering place for demons, similar to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The demon race needs to undergo tribulations to cultivate, which is the most important thing. These include the Transformation Tribulation and the Divine Power Tribulation, also known as the Tribulation of Thunder and Fire. One must protect the soul with a golden core and ward off disasters with one's own merits. Only after successfully overcoming the tribulation can one achieve divine powers.

For example, the River God of Yangchun River, Ao Zhao, protected the land of the three prefectures with favorable weather for five hundred years. The merits and incense offerings accumulated over those five hundred years could be used to ward off disasters or even accelerate cultivation during tribulations.

Xu Yi's experience was ultimately limited; he should consult Xin Jing about this matter later.

Xu Yi handed Li Jiangyuan a very ordinary piece of white paper.

After receiving the white paper, Li Jiangyuan examined it carefully. The paper was very thin, unlike any other paper he usually used.

"Sir, what is the use of this paper?" Li Jiangyuan asked, puzzled.

Xu Yi took the paper and deftly folded it into the shape of a shovel.

When Xin Jing saw this thing, he felt uneasy. It didn't seem to be any kind of magical artifact, and he couldn't figure out what Xu Yi was planning to do.

Xu Yi condensed a ball of white energy at his fingertips and gently tapped it towards the paper shovel.

The object, which was originally only the size of a forearm, quickly began to grow until it was almost as tall as Li Jiangyuan before stopping. After the last flash of light, a brand new shovel appeared in Xu Yi's hand.

After handing the shovel to Li Jiangyuan, the latter was somewhat puzzled. The tool looked quite similar to a wooden plow, but it was also different, seemingly harder.

"Sir, this is..."

"Today, go and turn over the soil in the field behind the Taoist temple."

"It's not much; you should be able to finish it in a day."

"It's okay if you can't finish it, just do your best."

Xu Yi stood up and pointed in the direction of the main hall, indicating that it was behind this hall.

Li Jiangyuan's eyes widened in surprise. He pointed to his face and said with a wry smile, "Sir, me?!"

"Yes, you go." Xu Yi looked at the child with a smile. It wasn't that he was lazy; this kind of thing was actually very easy to do. It was just that he wanted to experience what it was like to farm, but he didn't want to do it himself.

"A bountiful harvest requires hard work and diligent cultivation..."

Xu Yi paused for a moment, then said, "However, it also depends on the weather."

Li Jiangyuan kept these words firmly in mind. His mother had instructed him that he had to carry out whatever the teacher said or instructed him to do.

There must be a reason why you did this!

Li Jiangyuan thought to himself.

"Sir, I'll be going now."

Xu Yi waved his hand, indicating that Li Jiangyuan could leave, as he had some things to ask Xin Jing.