Star Dome Railway, I am surrounded by strange things!

"General, what do you mean...?" Jiang Yan seemed to understand Jing Yuan's meaning, but he couldn't believe it.

"Indeed, at such a young age, having already been noticed by a Star God, your future is immeasurable. But remember, power itself is meaningless. Do not become obsessed with it and neglect the right path. As long as you continue to move forward along the path of destiny, one day, even the stars will be within your reach."

"When that time comes, swing the Tanhua Sword for me again. It will be your return gift for today."

Faced with such earnest expectations, Jiang Yan really wanted to say "I will live up to the general's trust" as before, but he didn't have the confidence; he wanted to say "I will do my best", but he was afraid of hurting the elder's expectations. He could only remain silent, bow again, and prepare to prove everything with actions.

However, Jing Yuan certainly didn't expect Jiang Yan to make any guarantees about something beyond human power. After saying this, he waved his hand and ended the teaching.

"Okay, go ahead! When you see Yanqing at the door, remember to tell him that tomorrow's homework will be doubled!"

After saying that, he went alone to the depths of the training ground, under a pine tree that he was most familiar with.

Everyone has his own path. Jing Yuan saw his mentor's path, but he couldn't follow it, nor did he want to.

But in the end, only the road that can reach the end is called a road. No matter how many years have passed, the swords between the master and the disciple have crossed, and there must always be an answer since the old friend has reappeared.

Even if you can't reach the end of other roads, there is always someone who can.

After memories flooded his mind again, Jing Yuan took out a long-treasured white jade wine cup from the folded space in the daytime, filled it, and poured it under the pine tree, muttering to himself:

"Fei Guang Fei Guang, please give me a glass of wine."

Oops, I'm being pestered by the Xianzhou people! : Comments on the release

It will be on the shelves tomorrow. Thank you all for your continued support for this book.

I originally wanted to save some manuscripts recently so that I could give back to everyone for their patience in reading them when they are put on the shelves. However, I have recently been diagnosed with triple positive and influenza of unknown origin. I have been lying in bed for a whole week and can only rely on my perseverance to ensure the most basic updates. I really can't update them frequently. Please forgive me.

Of course, the bounties everyone's looking forward to are only for those who can write 10,000 words a day. Even if I wasn't sick, I wouldn't deserve it. After all, I'm a full-time writer who can only churn out 4,000 to 5,000 words a day. Even in the entire Maozhan author group, there are only a few people like me.

A rookie has his own way of living. I remember my university was right next to the famous Luyi Museum, and students would often go to the nearby businesses to earn some pocket money. The talented ones could earn a month's living expenses in a single day, while some rookies could only complete a painting that took others a day in a week, then haggle with the businesses to make half the money.

Is this low efficiency because they don't want to paint faster? Of course not, because this is the reality.

With such low efficiency, can't they just not draw? Of course not, because this is life.

Although I am not a painter, I have always been a rookie from study to work to writing, getting half the result with twice the effort. I watch people around me speed by, but I can only keep moving forward.

Fortunately, although racing rabbits will not fall asleep, they often give up because they are so fast that they always have more roads to choose from.

The slow tortoise has no chance to change the road no matter how difficult it is, and can only go all the way to the end.

As a tortoise who has outrun countless rabbits and reached the finish line after running 3.45 million words, I can only guarantee the same 4,000 to 5,000 words. I spent more time than most authors to think about it and put it together. As for the result, it will be up to you to judge.

When a person is sick, it is easy to be sentimental. Here I would like to share with you:

No matter how fast someone passes by, they cannot live for you;

So, don’t give up;

Until old age, until death.

2024.3.21

Oops, I'm being pestered by the Immortal Boat people! : Chapter 50 A wonderful fate

"How is it? Can my live broadcast room be unblocked?"

"How about it? General, could you please not write to my mother about me?"

The two beautiful girls were restless and had been walking back and forth in the hall of Shen Ce Mansion for at least a few thousand steps. As soon as they saw Jiang Yan returning, they immediately rushed over.

This ridiculous question instantly shattered Jiang Yan's ambition and the momentum that made him want to pick the stars with his hands.

That's General Luofu, with countless millions of men under his command. How could he have the time to care about your livestream? And you even wrote a letter to your mother? Do you want her to come to a parent-teacher conference?

But it was obvious that honestly saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't ask about your relationship at all" was really asking for trouble. Jiang Yan suddenly had an idea and used his new friend as a shield:

"Don't worry, the general is very understanding. He ordered me to find Yan Qing and punish him by making him doubly study tomorrow, and then he let me come back."

This kind of talk, like the collision of stars and the determination of the main responsibility, instantly confused Gui Naifen and Su Shang. Even though the situation they were facing would not change, their expressions suddenly turned from cloudy to bright:

"Great!"

"saved!"

As Jing Yuan expected, the three of them didn't need to look for it at all. They just left the gate of Tiance Mansion and wandered back and forth. Yan Qing, who also didn't know how many thousands of steps he had taken, saw the three of them coming out and came over awkwardly:

"Excuse me, brother... did the general mention me just now?"

Seeing this guy looking cunning and afraid of being caught by the Cloud Cavalry at the door, Jiang Yan suppressed his smile and said:

"The General has instructed you and I to get closer and make progress together."

Hearing this easy request, Yan Qing nodded repeatedly and looked at Jiang Yan expectantly:

"Sure, sir. What else?"

"And let me tell you, tomorrow's homework will be doubled."

"No! How could this happen..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing's expression was filled with despair.

He was never afraid of the hard work of practicing martial arts, but in order to prevent him from becoming a POWER man who only knew how to kill, kill, kill, kill, Jing Yuan had recently added a large amount of military strategy and cultural courses, which was like torture for Yan Qing.

But as a member of the Cloud Cavalry Guard, and especially as a disciple of General Shen Ce, how could he be so ignorant of military tactics, formations, and classics? Wouldn't it tarnish the general's reputation if this were to get out?

"Have you heard that the ever-planning General Shen Ce has trained an illiterate disciple?"

"If he can't even teach his own apprentice, this General Shen Ce's Shen Ce couldn't possibly mean 'Learn my Shen Jun, and then just A the rest'."

"When I have more gods than the opponent, my strategies are always particularly effective."

Just imagining this kind of evaluation being spread to the immortal boats, Yan Qing felt that he was doomed to death. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and read those obscure military books and classics.

But while Yan Qing was an undeniable swordsmanship genius, he wasn't cut out for reading. Even if he read until veins popped out of his eyes, it would be difficult to digest so much material in such a short period of time. The thought of doubling the torture tomorrow gave Yan Qing a feeling of complete despair.

Yanqing's miserable condition immediately made Suchang feel a great sense of sympathy. When she thought of the scene of herself facing schoolwork at school, she felt like looking in the mirror.

Who is this poor person in front of me? Isn't this another me in this world?

Thinking of this, Su Shang, who was already warm-hearted, patted Yan Qing on the shoulder without hesitation and persuaded him:

"My dear brother Yanqing, I understand your feelings all too well. However, as someone who has been through this, I must tell you that tomorrow's homework is tomorrow's pain. Why bother thinking about it today? If you suffer this pain in advance today, you will have to suffer the same pain tomorrow. Isn't that a loss?"

"Listen to me, tomorrow's schoolwork will be doubled, so we should enjoy tomorrow's fun in advance. We're going to Golden Man Lane to celebrate our escape. Xiao Jiang's treat. Didn't the general ask you to interact with us more? Are you coming?"

How could a talented kid like Yanqing, who had been taught individually by the general since childhood, have ever encountered such a scene where the last-place kid was persuaded to play games?

Thinking about those classics that were like mental attacks, thinking about the tragic situation tomorrow, and then thinking about the natural excuse given by the general himself, Yan Qing instantly gave up and completely let himself go:

"Let's go together!"

This attitude greatly impressed Su Shang, who patted Yan Qing's back vigorously and praised him:

"Right! I've forgotten most of what the professor said, but there's a saying that goes, 'Tomorrow will be tomorrow, tomorrow will be tomorrow.' Oh, no, it's 'Tomorrow's grudge, tomorrow will be the fight.' Xiao Jiang needs to invite a companion. Let's go ahead and meet at Jinren Lane!"

After saying that, even Jiang Yan, the real guest, didn't wait, and pulled this poor student friend who seemed to get along well with him and his best friend Gui Naifen, and went straight to Jinren Lane.

Jiang Yan was truly impressed by the way they turned around and acted as if nothing had happened. Perhaps only a true immortal could achieve this "nothing is a big deal, and if it is, it's just a temporary thing" attitude towards life.

However, it must be said that under the influence of this group of happy people, Jiang Yan found that he seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden and felt much more relaxed.

Let’s go! That little Bailu must have been waiting for me for a long time.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan quickened his pace and walked straight towards Dandingsi.

Although Jianmu's rebirth was a bad thing for most people in Xianzhou, it made Bailu's condition much better.

Bai Lu's home wasn't in the Dan Ding Division, but rather in a mysterious, forbidden residence guarded by Elder Long, who refused to see any outsiders. Even Tingyun, the Chamber of Commerce's chief representative, had to rely on the favors of the Tianbo Division and Yukong to invite the medicine-carrying dragon girl Qing to treat Jiang Yan while Bai Lu was in office, not to mention Jiang Yan himself.

But after the great battle, although Bai Lu's place still felt like a prison, his life at the Dan Ding Division had improved significantly. The new Chief Alchemist, Yu Luo, was clearly a temporary employee waiting for a new leader to arrive. He didn't dare or would have any ties with Luo Fulongshi and his group of collaborators at the Danshu, and naturally, he wouldn't impose any restrictions on Bai Lu. When Jiang Yan pulled up the Tianbo Division's banner, he immediately let him pass and led him directly to Bai Lu's clinic.

When Jiang Yan opened Bai Lu's door, he wasn't greeted by the usual "Flying Dragon in the Sky" attack. She was fast asleep, leaning against a recliner by the window, tears still etched in the corners of her eyes. She was completely oblivious to Jiang Yan's approach. Only when Jiang Yan lifted her up and gently placed her on the bed did she slowly open her eyes.

He tilted his head in a daze, gently licked the small wound on Jiang Yan's hand caused by Yan Qing's sword energy, then frowned and said.

"It's salty. It wasn't a dream. You're here."

This confirmation method made Jiang Yan laugh and cry:

"Didn't I say I'd take you out more often recently? You can just wait here. It's better than that gloomy home."

Although she had never been there, Bai Lu described the place she lived in as comparable to the Netherworld Prison in the Ten Kings Division. Terrible! Horrible! Scary! The group of bad guys guarding her had faces more rigid than dragon scales. They must be transformed monsters. Even a second there was too much.

If you don't like home, just come to Dan Ding Si early to work, punch in, and sleep in! After the Danshu Rebellion, Dan Ding Si's reputation in Luofu had long since become a base for the catalysis of demonic Yin bodies. Jiang Yan felt that apart from himself, no one would dare to register at Dan Ding Si for a while. Seeing a doctor would not affect this little guy's plan to go out and play.

However, facing Jiang Yan's answer, Bai Lu just said aggrievedly:

"But you didn't come to see me when you were injured this morning."

"In the morning? I'm not injured. Look, it's almost healed."

While Bai Lu's "growth plan" didn't turn Jiang Yan into a superman as he'd hoped, he was at least very satisfied with his self-healing abilities. Previously, cuts wouldn't scab over for ages, but now, with the added strength of the protective power, minor skin injuries truly didn't require any treatment. Just like the cuts Yan Qing had inflicted this morning, Jiang Yan simply cleaned and treated them afterward, and they were almost completely healed.

However, Bai Lu was not satisfied with this answer. Instead, she turned her head away angrily and said sullenly:

"But, after not seeing you for a few months, you've grown taller! You don't need me to grow taller anymore. If you get hurt, you don't need to look for me. Who else can take me out and play with me?"

"Hmph, go ahead! It's amazing that you're recovering so quickly!"

If the tip of Bai Lu's tail hadn't been tightly wrapped around Jiang Yan's hand, he might have believed it, but feeling this kind of strength that he couldn't break free from, Jiang Yan really didn't know whether to laugh impolitely.

The Chi Ming people who were reborn in the ancient sea of ​​Scale Abyss Realm can swim freely in the huge water pressure right after their transformation. Their strength far exceeds that of the immortal boat people and fox people. Even the little dragon girl in front of him often whips Jiang Yan with her tail when he is not prepared, causing him pain.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan's years of playful experience had already given him a professional way to pet a dragon. He first stroked the dragon's tail's ridges with his other hand, then gently scratched the bottom dividing line. Bai Lu felt itchy and comfortable, and then loosened her grip on the tail's tip. Finally realizing her unconscious behavior, she sat up, crossed her arms, and looked at Jiang Yan angrily.

"Those who are not sick, please leave! I have to see the next patient!"

Jiang Yan pretended to leave, but after taking a step, he turned back and said:

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, but this time I'm not the only one hanging out with her. We're also going with a famous live streamer named Xiao Guizi. Lately, she's been considering transitioning into a food live streamer. Today, we're both here to get together and to go to Jinren Alley to get some ingredients and check out the local food. We're going to try everything, like tapir buns, mingling lotus root cakes, Qiongshi bird skewers, and hot floating goat milk... and then get everyone's opinions."

"Hmm..." As expected, Jiang Yan had just finished naming the dish when Chi Mingyan's voice came out. After seeing Jiang Yan's playful eyes, Bai Lu turned her head and said disdainfully:

"Lie to me? Didn't her livestream just get shut down?"

"But, Xiao Guizi's live broadcast room has been blocked. What does it have to do with her going to Yunqi Suchang's live broadcast room to be a guest and judge?" Jiang Yan spread his hands and told the trick he had come up with for Gui Naifen.

Anyway, it’s not the people who are blocked, but the live broadcast room. If the general doesn’t make things difficult for him, the Dihengsi will naturally not block people. Why bother about a room number?

"Uh..." Bai Lu never expected that there would be such a cool move. Suddenly, the name of the dish that had just been announced began to appear in her mind again, no, on her lips.

At this moment, Jiang Yan launched another fatal attack:

"I also heard Xiao Guizi say that she hopes to find one or two friends who love food through these attempts to become regular guests of her program, so that they can eat and play all over Luofu together..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Lu used the "Kuang Long You Hui" move and flew directly to Jiang Yan. She wrapped her big tail around Jiang Yan's neck and began to pull out the weeds on his head with both hands:

"Take me with you, take me with you quickly! We're going to Golden Man Lane! We're going to eat delicious food!"

After a commotion, Jiang Yan finally took off the dragon-shaped pendant on his head and promised to be a good tour guide and not miss any food attractions. Only then did the two of them prepare to set off.

However, before he could leave the house, Dandingsi sent someone to announce that someone had come to call Bai Lu.

"There's nothing I can do. Wait a minute. How can a doctor not treat patients just for fun?" Even though Bai Lu was so greedy that she was about to jump out of her stomach, out of her responsibility as a doctor, she calmed down in an instant and signaled the doctor to bring the person in.

Soon, a swordsman with long navy blue hair, a stern face, and a bloody bandage on his arm walked in slowly, which made Jiang Yan breathe a sigh of relief.

It's an external injury. That's easy to deal with. It will be over in a moment.

Xianzhou medicine is unique in the universe. If the five internal organs are still there, as long as the other parts have not been chopped into minced meat, they can be saved.

Especially since this guy was able to walk in instead of being carried in. He needed to see a specialist for such a small problem? He must have burned too many Xundi!

However, as this guy got closer, Jiang Yan could no longer laugh.

Firstly, he could clearly sense the imaginary force surrounding this guy shifting and tumbling involuntarily with his footsteps. He was clearly a master. Secondly, the blood energy on this guy was so strong that even Jiang Yan, a medical layman, could clearly smell it. How could he have such a strong blood energy when he didn't have many wounds? How serious was his injury?

Although Xianzhou had never heard of medical disputes or madmen who attacked doctors, Bailu had always been the Tang Monk's meat in the eyes of the Medicine King. Suddenly, an inexplicable master appeared, and Jiang Yan really couldn't help but care.

So he soon stood by Bai Lu's side, using the excuse of helping to carry the medicine bag, and became her medical boy and bodyguard.

But Bai Lu greeted him nonchalantly:

"Hey patient, come here, please come this way. Oh? From what you look like, do you want to treat the wound on your arm, or replenish your Qi and blood?"

I saw this guy in front of me slowly sitting down, just staring at Bai Lu, his eyes seemed to contain countless emotions, as if he wanted to imprint her whole body in his eyes.

This... I'd better report it to the Land and Resources Bureau.

Jiang Yan will never be able to deal with this kind of attitude.