Starting with Taoist priests from Maoshan to cultivate immortality

Gray stone patterns appeared at the joints of Jiang Yu's fist, pale yellow mist rose from the top of his head, and the aura emanating from his body was as heavy as a mountain.

Click!

With the force of the punch, the bear demon's broad arm was snapped in two by the powerful blow, and it let out a painful roar.

The force of the punch remained undiminished, penetrating straight through skin and fat, with bones emitting a clear cracking sound.

The bear demon's pupils dimmed, blood seeped from its seven orifices, and its body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Jiang Yu withdrew his fist and calmed his breath, letting the remaining wind swirl around him.

Golden copper coins appeared before my eyes, with a line of small characters displayed on the left coin:

"Dangerous Mission: Exorcising Demons and Slaying Evil"

The attacking demons have been slain, and the mission is accomplished.

Reward received: [Enlightenment Stone]

"【Enlightenment Stone】, a consumable item, can enhance the user's comprehension of one of the various cultivation arts."

Jiang Yu's eyes lit up as he looked at the mission rewards:

"Great! My skill in talisman making has a chance to improve!"

He really lacked aptitude for this. After studying for half a year, he could only learn one or two kinds of first-grade low-level talismans, and his drawing time and success rate were far inferior to those of cultivators of the same grade.

On the other side, Zhao Lei stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded.

"Brother Jiang's Zhenshan Fist... has actually reached a minor level of mastery?"

Despite my countless days and nights of arduous practice, I remain stuck at the threshold, unable to make any progress.

He only studied for half a day and yet he achieved a certain level of proficiency. God is truly unfair!

Wait... could it be that he has been practicing for many years?

"That's impossible! I personally handed him the boxing manual this morning."

Zhao Lei stood frozen in place, his heart filled with turmoil, struggling repeatedly.

Jiang Yu called out several times, but he seemed not to hear her.

Several minutes later, Zhao Lei's stiff expression finally returned to normal.

He thought about it and concluded that there was only one possibility—talent.

The eldest disciple, recognized as the most talented in the sect, took only three days to cultivate a technique of the same grade, and was already known as a once-in-a-century body cultivation genius of the Rock Stone Sect.

Zhao Lei's feelings were very complicated.

He wasn't saying Jiang Yu couldn't improve, just that he couldn't improve this much, especially at such a rapid pace.

Compared to Jiang Yu's talent, all the hard work he put in seemed like a joke.

"I'm no human being! Brother Jiang just saved my life, how could I possibly be so jealous!"

Zhao Lei raised his hand and slapped himself.

He quickly realized:

Jiang Yu has such high talent in physical cultivation; if we could introduce him to the Rocky Sect, it would be a great achievement.

His gaze toward Jiang Yu grew increasingly intense:

"Master Tan, Master Tan, your disappearance couldn't have been more timely!"

Zhao Lei quickly walked up to Jiang Yu and grabbed his shoulder:

"Brother Jiang, your talent for body cultivation is truly one in a hundred years!"

"Why not join our Rocky Sect? My master knows you have such talent, he'll definitely be eager to take you as his last disciple!"

Jiang Yu looked cautious.

His attack wasn't on Zhao Lei's attempts to win him over, but on Zhao Lei himself.

This guy has been behaving very strangely since just now.

They like to go shirtless, with their arms around each other's shoulders, their gazes burning, with absolutely no sense of boundaries.

Could he be gay?

Jiang Yu became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it.

Moreover, his learning of the Zhenshan Fist was merely a temporary measure. In the future, completing the "Hundred Things in the World" and infusing the Dao with Dao power will be the proper path.

After all, once a cultivator awakens their divine consciousness during the Foundation Establishment stage, the upper limit of their strength as a magic cultivator far exceeds that of a physical cultivator.

He slumped his shoulders, twisted his body, and broke free from Zhao Lei's grasp, saying:

"I have sworn an oath before the statue of the Three Mao True Lords that I will be a disciple of the Maoshan Sect for the rest of my life and have no intention of changing my allegiance."

"Moreover, I am well aware that I do not have any talent in physical cultivation."

"It's just that the Zhenshan Fist style happens to suit me, which is why I've managed to achieve some minor success!"

There are many precedents for his reasoning.

As far as he knew, it was not uncommon for many cultivators who had just come into contact with a suitable cultivation method to achieve great success within a day.

"Alas, if that's the case, it's truly a pity!"

Zhao Lei sighed, his face full of regret.

In reality, he had not given up.

He planned to return to Panshimen and inform his master, so that he could personally come to the sect to accept him as a disciple.

If we ask that old guy to provide more cultivation resources, Jiang Yu will surely be tempted.

call!

Suddenly, a strange wind carrying sand and dust blew by.

A yellow weasel, about a foot in size and wearing prayer beads around its neck, nimbly leaped onto the bear demon's corpse and sighed:

"Originally, I would have forgiven you for attacking me after this matter was resolved."

"I never expected to die at the hands of a human who had only been learning martial arts for half a day. It must be fate."

"The main character of the second mission has arrived!"

Jiang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The weasel's expressions and mannerisms when it speaks are no different from those of a human.

At this moment, most of his spiritual energy had been depleted.

Judging from the mysterious nature of this weasel, even at its peak, it would be no match for it.

However, judging from its behavior, this weasel is not a bloodthirsty demon.

Moreover, he remembered that "seeking an official title" was a major event for the weasel, and it was extremely taboo for it to involve bloodshed during the process.

That's why it didn't take revenge personally, but instead manipulated this bear demon to come.

In that case, there might still be room for maneuver.

The most urgent task is to get Zhao Lei to apologize for his previous rude kick.

"Brother Zhao, why don't you quickly and sincerely apologize to this 'immortal'!"

Jiang Yu pushed Zhao Lei, who swayed and collapsed to the ground.

He was so frightened by their close eye contact that he fainted.

Jiang Yu's lips twitched, and he could only bite the bullet and apologize:

"My friend did not mean to offend you, please forgive him!"

The weasel frowned, then suddenly realized:

"Did he mistake me for a mouse and faint because he was so frightened? He's utterly blind!"

Jiang Yu nodded and lowered his eyes:

"He's truly blind; there's no need for you to stoop to his level! Please, be magnanimous and let us go!"

Jiang Yu knew that when asking someone for a favor, one had to be extremely humble.

The weasel shook its head:

"Don't call me 'Great Immortal,' I can't bear such a title."

Uh… Jiang Yu noticed that this weasel seemed a bit slow to react, answering questions in a haphazard way and always a beat behind.

The weasel nodded and said:

"Okay, but you have to answer one question for me."

In this matter, it reacted quickly, giving Jiang Yu no chance to reply. Its eyes flashed with golden light, and it cupped its hands and asked:

"Human, do you see me as a human or an immortal?"

Jiang Yu sighed.

The weasel, after all, came after me.

He didn't answer, but instead slowly took out an incense burner from his pocket and lit three incense sticks.

The weasel frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled, but still maintained its posture of seeking recognition.

Jiang Yu knelt on both knees, his expression extremely respectful, and murmured:

"I bow to the Jade Emperor!"

Second bow to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable!

Three bows to the Heavenly Venerable of Universal Transformation and Responding to the Thunder of the Nine Heavens!

May you bless your disciple so that misfortune may turn into good fortune, and calamity may turn into auspiciousness!

The weasel's eyes showed confusion.

Jiang Yu continued to worship respectfully.

Since many legends about demons and ghosts have been passed down through the ages, these three must also be real.

Half a minute later, the weasel-headed man broke out in a cold sweat and said tremblingly:

"You little brat, you don't actually want to, do you?"

Jiang Yu quickly interjected:

"I wasn't thinking about anything; I was just worshipping the gods of my Taoism."

The weasel realized its slip of the tongue and quickly covered its mouth.

Jiang Yu handed over a few sticks of incense at just the right moment. The weasel finished its "demand for a title" ritual, knelt on the ground, and worshipped along with him.

It stared at Jiang Yu, thinking: This kid is too bold, he can even come up with such an idea.

If he were to actually answer with the names of these people, those two would probably be annihilated on the spot.

What bad luck! I can only cultivate for another half month and continue to ask for a title!

After the worship, Jiang Yu stared at the weasel, straightened his posture, and said quietly:

Do I resemble the destined person with "hundreds of spirit stones around their waist," or the lucky Taoist who "accidentally obtained rare and precious treasures"?

The weasel's eyes widened, and its yellow fur bristled.

"Oh no, we've encountered a human skin demon begging for a title!"

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