I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

Because of this, Boss Fei clearly felt that a pair of small hands pried open his fist and snatched the jade bracelet away!

........

This wind comes and goes quickly.

After Boss Fei crawled out of the carriage, all he saw were people who were hit by stones and lying on the ground screaming in pain.

"What thief have you seen?"

The man asked anxiously, without caring about everyone's injuries.

Little thief?

"Master, the wind was so strong just now, where did the thief come from?"

"Even if there is, it must be lying on the ground now."

Everyone was talking at once, but Boss Fei became more and more impatient.

The moon had just risen at this time, and using the moonlight, the man looked around carefully.

But as everyone said, where did the thief come from?

"Master, are you hurt?"

Seeing the man's ferocious expression, the Fei family's steward had no choice but to step forward and ask.

"It must be witchcraft!"

what?

"My bracelet was stolen. It must be a demon who used magic to steal it. No, he robbed my bracelet by force!"

Everyone looked at each other in surprise when they heard this, but Boss Fei became more certain of his guess.

"It's not witchcraft. How could the wind suddenly blow just now? And this matter must be related to that Bi."

Apart from the steward and a few loyal servants, who else knew that he had a rare treasure in his hands?

Bi Xingyun was a demon. He exchanged the bracelet with himself for the jade. He regretted it more and more afterwards, so he used magic to snatch the bracelet back.

"Report to the police. You must report to the police! I won't let him off."

Woo--

As soon as Boss Fei finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew up from the ground.

His expression suddenly froze, his lips trembled a few times, but he could no longer say anything harsh.

.......

Woohoo—woohoo—

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and everyone was becoming more and more anxious.

"Master, how about we not report to the police?" said the steward with a sad face.

"..."

Boss Fei didn't say anything for a while. He couldn't swallow this.

"Master, please say something!"

Soon, everyone present was losing their balance and seemed to be blown away by the strong wind at any moment.

Everyone no longer cared about the man's feelings and urged him to say a few soft words.

"Okay, I admit defeat, that's it--"

Boss Fei almost bit his teeth off before he could hold back his anger and yell out these words.

However, the wind showed no sign of abating.

"I have already admitted defeat. There is no need to kill me, right?"

When he spoke again, Boss Fei's voice sounded a little more anxious.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Brother Bi, please have mercy on me!"

It wasn't long before Boss Fei began to beg for mercy with all his heart, but no matter how the man begged, the wind continued to grow steadily stronger, eventually blowing all the people, horses, and cargo into the air.

Above the clouds, Meng Yushi's fist-sized immortal fetus looked at the scene coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed to the east.

There is a cliff on the east side, and this group of people fell down the cliff. Does anyone know what happened?

"Master, your bottom line is only your bottom line, and I don't have to follow it."

After seeing Boss Fei and his group fall off the cliff with his own eyes, Meng Yushi's face showed a look of relief.

This is how it should be!

Clean and neat, just grab whatever you want.

As long as we don't cause trouble in the county, we can do whatever we want.

Chapter 136: The Art of Eating Jade

The little fairy fetus flew into the inn room from the window with jade bracelets held high in both hands.

After the immortal fetus returned to its body, Meng Yushi on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

He tightly grasped the jade bracelet and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movements in the next room.

Rhythmic snoring sounds were heard again and again. It seemed that the master was in a deep sleep and did not notice his actions.

call--

Meng Yushi breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the window and looked carefully at the jade bracelet in his hand in the moonlight.

"It is indeed a good treasure. If the master had not accidentally discovered the Luosha jade, and if he had not been lucky enough to meet the person with a special physique who could cultivate the jade, then you would be the key to the master's promotion."

Excitement gradually appeared on the man's face. He suddenly climbed out of the window, opened his mouth and took a bite of the jade bracelet in his hand.

With a snap, a crack appeared on this great treasure!

The jade bracelet that was snatched back with great difficulty, Meng Yushi actually wanted to destroy it?

No, this is called making the best use of things.

After breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a true immortal, the cultivator must do everything possible to nourish his or her immortal fetus in order to cope with the challenges of the three disasters in the future.

Among all the methods of nourishing the immortal fetus, the [Art of Eating Jade] ranks among the top!

Click, click, click.

Meng Yushi almost devoured the jade bracelet in a few bites. Under the effect of the jade-eating technique, his immortal body let out a low moan of joy.

Just this one bracelet is worth more than twenty years of hard work.

"I really don't understand why the master set the bottom line so high."

"If you lower the price a bit, you won't have to hand over the jade bracelet that I spent half my life looking for."

The higher the quality of the jade, the greater the benefits it will bring after digesting it using the jade-eating technique.

Good jade in the general sense has long been out of the reach of Meng Yushi and Bi Xingyun.

Only those rare treasures can move this master and disciple pair.

Therefore, Meng Yushi did not understand the bottom line of "not taking advantage of others" that his master adhered to.

In his opinion, since the bottom line is called the bottom line, the lower it is, the better. The lower the better.

The master has such great self-discipline, it’s simply confusing!

.....

"Master, what are we going to do in the next ten years? Are we still going to search for the precious jade?"

The next morning, Meng Yushi knocked on the door of the next room, intending to discuss the future with his master.

"Definitely"

Bi Xingyun said casually: "Although I have secured my promotion, you haven't yet. Next, I should save up some money for you."

Hearing this, Meng Yushi couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"By the way, disciple, we should visit our ancestor's tomb this year, right?" Bi Xingyun suddenly asked, slapping his forehead.

"It takes five years to clean up, so it should be next year."

Bi Xingyun laughed and immediately said, don't wait until next year, go now.

Facing his apprentice's puzzled look, Bi Xingyun said, "If you sweep the tomb now, when I am ready to be promoted in ten years, won't it be a good opportunity to sweep the tomb and ask for the blessing of the ancestors?"

Asking for blessings from the ancestors can only be a psychological comfort, but Meng Yushi thought about it and felt that it was quite important to have such comfort.

He immediately packed up his things and set off with his master. Along the way, the latter, as expected, began to talk about the glorious deeds of his ancestor.

Meng Yushi had heard these things so many times that his ears were callused. In his opinion, the greatest achievement of his ancestor was to survive the storm, and all the other things were false.

But then again...

"Master, although my sect has only one successor, many great cultivators have successfully withstood the typhoon with the jade-eating technique."

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Meng Yushi weighed his words and said, "Natural disasters are unbearable, and this disciple naturally knows it. However, all the great cultivators of my sect fell to the second disaster. Is there something strange about it?"

.....

Bi Xingyun has obviously studied this issue carefully.

Hearing this, he said without hesitation: "It's nothing strange, it's just that most of the great cultivators in my sect have been defeated by 'path dependence'."

"What is path dependence?" Meng Yushi asked puzzledly.

"After achieving success with the Jade-Eating Technique, I have been relying on it ever since. Even though I know that this technique has become useless after the storm, I still can't let it go and I try my best to achieve greater success with it."

After experiencing the test of wind disaster, the immortal fetus will achieve qualitative growth.

After that, even rare gems would be of little help.

The old paths have become useless and new paths are difficult to open. How can we survive the second natural disaster?

"Don't act like the sky is falling. Young people should be more adventurous. The ancestors are not only to be worshipped, but also to be surpassed!"

Bi Xingyun's words sounded heroic, but Meng Yushi just forced a smile.

beyond?

Easier said than done!

After all, the inheritance of our sect is too limited. Unless we combine the strengths of all the schools, we will come to a complete stop.

Rather than combining the strengths of various schools, Meng Yushi felt that perhaps, it would be better to directly join a large sect.

But the problem is that switching to another sect is tantamount to betraying one's teacher and ancestors, and anyone can kill him!

The only person in the world who doesn't care about this is...

Meng Yushi interrupted his train of thought. If he continued thinking, it would be very dangerous.

.....

Even if he was the founder of a school and a great cultivator who withstood a storm during his lifetime, after his death he would only be a grave.

After kowtowed three times, Meng Yushi stood up with great emotion.

"Master, don't be surprised. Xingyun came to visit your grave a year in advance this time."

"Ten years later, Xingyun will have the opportunity to reach a higher realm. Master, please bless me. Once the storm is over, I will offer you the precious jade as soon as possible."

Sects that only have one lineage to pass down their teachings respect their teachers even more than those that accept many disciples.

As far as Meng Yushi knew, those great practitioners in the sect who survived the storm would travel all over the world to find a piece of precious jade to put into the special coffin made for their founder to express their gratitude.

Ok?

Suddenly, a thought, an unspeakable desire emerged in Meng Yushi's heart.

Of course he knew that this was outrageous, so he suppressed it harshly.

"Have I been having too many weird thoughts lately?"

Some thoughts were impossible to come up with before, after all...

"A cultivator must have a bottom line"