I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

The housekeeper didn't know what was so special about the horse, but she didn't intend to ask.

Ji Miaoyan looked at Zhao Kangping for help, but he did not explain.

She had no choice but to explain herself: "This is the Pegasus, the demon beast, that I brought from Xuanwu Island."

"I want to keep her here."

They speak with confidence, treating this place as their home.

Since she came to the city lord's mansion as a maid, she has never done any rough or dirty work, and no one treats her as a servant.

But it was actually very dangerous for her to ride a horse in the mansion like this.

Dongfang Jingrou wanted to warn her.

However, the housekeeper also knew that it was impossible to make things too difficult for the princess on Saturday. She said she came to be a maid, but in fact she just wanted to experience life.

Many wealthy families in the ordinary mortal world have stables to raise horses.

Unfortunately, this is the territory of monks, and the previous city lords did not raise horses, so there is no stable here.

"You can't keep it in the house either. It will make the house stink and you will have to clean it up?" Dongfang Jingrou said.

Ji Miaoyan felt wronged: "But where should I put her?"

Zhao Kangping came up with an idea: "How about this, I have a tea garden, I can set aside a piece of land there for you to raise horses."

"But you'll have to figure out the horse's feed and upkeep yourself."

This brings up a new question: what does the horse eat?

When she was on the island, she ate all kinds of spiritual herbs.

When she got here, there were not so many spiritual herbs to feed her.

"What has she been eating these days?" Zhao Kangping asked his doubts.

"I bought a lot of fruits and pickled radishes." Ji Miaoyan's voice became lower and lower.

In fact, she also knew that such a monster certainly could not eat such food without any spiritual energy for a long time.

Herbivorous monsters need to eat spiritual herbs and fruits to stay alive, otherwise they will suffer from malnutrition and their growth will be affected.

"Pickled radish?" Zhao Kangping almost felt dizzy when he heard these three words.

"Yes, it's the kind of pickled radish that's sweet and spicy. Nuannuan likes it very much." Ji Miaoyan poked her fingers at each other.

Oh my god, this horse is lucky not to have diarrhea.

"I suddenly feel that the tea garden is not suitable for raising this horse."

"How about this, when Xueqing comes back, ask her to put your horse into her scabbard."

He didn't want to trouble his baby Xueqing at first, but her horse-raising practices left him speechless.

If you feed these things to the monster, aren't you afraid that the horse will be killed?

Later, Zhao Kangping wanted to take Dongfang Jingrou and Wan Baiyi out to play, but before leaving, the housekeeper received a message from the jade slip.

Bai Qianqian invited her over, and after asking her carefully, she found out that she wanted to have a practical sparring match with Dongfang Jingrou.

This surprised Zhao Kangping. The girl must have been quite stimulated this time, and it actually aroused her M attribute.

I heard from my senior sister that Junior Brother Bai’s sparring left her covered in bruises, so it was definitely not just a child’s play.

"I have to go." The housekeeper said apologetically.

She had some friendship with Bai Qianqian, so it was difficult for her to refuse.

So only Zhao Kangping and Wan Baiyi were left.

"Anywhere you want to go?"

"I'd like to go fishing."

The two were discussing entertainment projects, but the little girl actually proposed this way of retirement.

When it comes to fishing, the first person Zhao Kangping thinks of is a certain fisherman.

In fact, he had gone fishing with that senior brother when they were young and learned some fishing skills.

"Have you decided where to go fishing?"

"Just stay in the mansion."

In the mansion?

He remembered that there were indeed some artificial rivers and ponds in the City Lord's Mansion, where some koi were raised.

Wan Baiyi often wandered around some waterside pavilions, just to look at the koi in the water.

The two of them made an appointment to go fishing, and they didn't have to go out, which was quite convenient.

When Zhao Kangping was practicing the dual cultivation method in the Beast Taming Er Niang Sutra with Wan Baiyi, he discovered some strange things.

When infusing her with Yang energy to help her practice, it seemed as if it could subtly break through the ceiling of her cultivation.

Since the White Snake girl was unable to practice on her own, he wondered if he could help her improve.

There seemed to be an effect, but it lasted for a long time, and her cultivation was still at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Transformation Stage.

She is a demon, and now she should be attracting heavenly thunder to survive the tribulation.

But her realm barrier was still so solid, with no signs of breaking through.

Maybe it's not happened enough times.

……

Luo Xueqing left the holy land, but she did not return to the City Lord's Mansion immediately.

Not long ago, she specifically asked her uncle why he was so anxious to let her take him as a disciple.

Mu Wanyi's answer was also very simple.

The master's sect is one of the most solid networks among monks.

As the Holy Lord, Mu Wanyi has few people she can trust.

In the future, Mu Wanyi will rule the Ziyang Holy Land for a long time. In order to consolidate her position, an interest group with her as the core is indispensable.

Don’t talk about nepotism, this is the norm in the world of cultivating immortals.

It's not just Xue Zining, previous Holy Lords were like this as well.

This is how the complex interest groups of the aristocratic families were formed.

Luo Xueqing was not originally interested in these political issues, but after Lin Ruowei's robbery and murder of her master, she felt that the aristocratic factions were also her enemies.

It is definitely unrealistic for her to compete with so many aristocratic families alone, but she can indeed contribute to strengthening the sect and considering the future.

Later, the master took her to see a group of fairy seedlings, but she still didn't see any girl that caught her eye.

Luo Xueqing imagined what her ideal disciple should be like.

As a result, she first looked for some qualities in herself.

Luo Xueqing, like Zhao Kangping, came from a humble background. Some of her ancestors were independent cultivators, so she was ultimately a commoner.

The children introduced to her by her uncle-master all came from poor families. Their ancestors were all from prestigious and large families, but they fell into decline later on.

In other words, the ancestors of these poor factions were actually members of the aristocratic factions. So why are the poor factions now in opposition to the aristocratic factions?

This is not difficult to understand, because the aristocratic family factions are not a monolithic entity, and they can be divided into different factions within themselves.

Conflicts of interest may arise between some families, leading to frictions, and escalating frictions will lead to greater conflicts.

For thousands of years, some families have declined due to failure in struggle, and poor factions have been formed.

There is a difference between the poor class and the common people. The children of the former are all well-educated.

These children are very good and excellent, but Luo Xueqing feels that she probably can't find any common language with them.

So she had an idea that she would go and find the fairy seedlings born in ordinary people's families herself.

Not long after, Luo Xueqing appeared in a small town wearing a white veil.

It was a sunny day after the snow, and just like her name, her intuition told her that she would have good luck in this town.

The intuition of a monk is mysterious, invisible and intangible, but sometimes it can really help one avoid danger and bring good fortune.

The town is not big, with only more than 300 households and a total population of less than 2,000 people.

Whenever she walks down the street, she always attracts the attention of passers-by.

Even though her face cannot be seen, her slender figure reveals that she is definitely a great beauty.

But because she was obviously dressed like a monk, even a few ruffians in the town did not dare to offend her and kept their distance from her.

She hopes to meet a child who has the aptitude to practice cultivation, is able to endure hardships, and respects teachers in the future.

As for qualifications, she didn't have high expectations.

In fact, the spiritual root requirements for sword cultivators are not as high as those for magic cultivators. As long as they are not too weak, with the resources of the Holy Land, a seedling with three spiritual roots can also become a talent.

After walking around, she actually found some people with three or four spiritual roots in the town.

However, they were all adults, having long since passed the optimal age for cultivation. They were definitely not the right people for her.

The best age for a person to begin practicing is between seven and fourteen years old.

However, the world of cultivating immortals is very complicated. Some families with the means will have the mother start taking some rare and precious foods that help the development of the fetus while the child is still in the womb.

These children may be born with higher-than-average physiques, affinities for spiritual energy, and intelligence. This means they have a head start.

Do you think this is over?

The children who are being trained as the focus of aristocratic families may start taking medicinal baths in special liquid medicine when they are three or four years old to lay a solid foundation, and some of the monks and elders in the family may provide early education.

Therefore, it is often more likely that geniuses will be born in some large families.

Children from poor families must work harder if they want to achieve success in cultivating immortals.

Luo Xueqing didn't find anything and was a little disappointed, so she prepared to leave the town.

However, when she was about to leave, she heard the crying of children and the shouting of adults, which made her stop.

There was a man in the town who was about to have his hands broken and his children taken away to be sold to pay off his debts because he had borrowed money at high interest rates and could not pay it back.

Judging from their conversation, the man’s old mother was seriously ill and he had spent all his family fortune on her treatment.

But this still couldn't cure his old mother.

Later, he really couldn't think of a solution, so he borrowed money from a loan shark.

However, even so, his mother died of illness.

Even if a person dies, the money must be repaid.

The speed at which men make money cannot keep up with the speed at which interest compounds, which is why debt collection is happening today.

Such a horrible thing can happen in such a rural place.

Luo Xueqing planned to take care of it, because she was a chivalrous person who would help others when she saw injustice.

"Zhang Ergou, didn't you say that this month's principal plus interest was one hundred taels? How come it has increased to more than two hundred taels?" Li Wangsheng felt that he had been cheated.

He used his body to protect his daughter behind him, trying to prevent these people from taking his daughter away.

"Wow, Daddy, I don't want to be sold." A little girl with two pigtails, about eight or nine years old, cried loudly.

Zhang Ergou was a tall, thin man with a horse-faced face. He smiled lewdly and said, "Sorry, buddy, the interest rate went up a while ago."

"Either pay me back or chop off your hands and sell your daughter."

Zhang Ergou called four tall and strong thugs to surround the father and daughter.

"I will fight you." Li Wangsheng is also a man of blood and is unwilling to give in.

He strode forward and was about to fight with these people.

But the four strong men were holding sticks, while he was unarmed.

Li Wangsheng rushed forward a few steps before he was kicked over by a strong man. Then four people rushed over and beat him with sticks.

"stop!"

A woman's slightly angry shout came from not far away from them.