This Seems to Be Different From What I Thought!

Shen Leyan took out two boxes of spicy hot pot to pay off the debt for the fish.

Looking at the empty wooden barrel again, he couldn’t help but doubt.

“Master Lu, I think the fish in this pond have cultivated intelligence. Can you really catch fish without magic? Have you caught one before?”

Lu Yuanyi said calmly: “Never caught one.”

The boy was stunned for a moment, slightly annoyed: “Then you have the nerve to ask me to compensate for the fish!”

Lu Yuanyi curled his lips and laughed softly. His cold eyebrows, which were carved by frost and snow, instantly became fresh and handsome.

“What happened when there was a commotion outside Mingchan Pavilion just now?”

Shen Leyan told about the many “tourists” who came here in detail: “But after today, there shouldn’t be so many people coming.”

“I see, no wonder you have been chirping outside.”

Shen Leyan: “???”

[When did I chirp?]

After Lu Yuanyi finished speaking, he did not mean to explain, and motioned him to follow him to Baicao Pavilion: “Yesterday I refined the Fire Sun God Tree and injected spiritual power into Chen Jing’s meridians. The meridian remodeling is extremely painful. I’m afraid he will not wake up until later.”

Shen Leyan nodded: “Thank you, Sect Master Lu.”

The herbs in Baicao Pavilion are fragrant, and there are about thousands of wooden boxes containing various herbs.

In the center is an alchemy furnace, and in the inner room is a bed for taking a nap.

Brother Chen Jing is lying on it. The Fire Sun God Tree has been used, and he no longer needs to be sealed in an ice coffin. The black lines from his arm to his neck are lit with red dots, which should be the medicinal power of the Fire Sun God Tree.

The two forces are unwilling to submit to each other, and they are fighting for the ownership of the meridians.

Brother Chen Jing’s forehead is covered with sweat beads, and his brows are tightly furrowed. He should be enduring great pain.

 [Brother Chen Jing’s life should be safe, but I don’t know if his damaged spiritual roots can be restored…]

Lu Yuanyi poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, his slender knuckles like fine white jade between the green porcelain.

“He has a strong character, and after his meridians are reshaped, his cultivation may be able to go further.”

Shen Leyan felt relieved and raised his lips: “I also think… Brother Chen Jing will definitely get better.”

“Those people outside haven’t left yet. You can’t fly a sword, so it’s inconvenient to go out. Just stay here for a while.”

He replied: “Okay.”

If he goes out now, he won’t have a peaceful time on the way down the mountain.

After Lu Yuanyi explored Chen Jing’s meridians, he went to the alchemy furnace, probably because he still needed to refine medicinal materials.

Shen Leyan simply sat cross-legged on the ground beside the bed, closed his eyes and began to cultivate spiritual power.

To cultivate, one must experience the world, and even more so, meditate and practice day after day. Some people can’t stand the boredom of sitting in meditation, and if they fish for three days and dry the net for two days, it is difficult to have a solid foundation.

A few hours passed in a flash.

Shen Leyan completed the fifth cycle of spiritual power circulation, and was slightly surprised to find that his cultivation seemed to have touched the barrier of breakthrough.

Each major realm of cultivation is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. He has just measured his spiritual roots and started to practice, which is the lower level of Qi Refining. But today, the spiritual power in his Dantian is particularly full, as if it is ready to break through the shackles at any time and open up a new “land”.

He watched the shadow of the wind spirit root in his body become more and more agile, and opened his eyes with satisfaction.

When he opened his eyes, he met Chen Jing’s burning gaze.

“… Brother Chen? You’re awake!”

The black lines on Chen Jing’s body had faded a little, and his voice didn’t sound so weak anymore, but he couldn’t get up yet, so he could only lie flat on the bed.

“Sure enough, you kid secretly cultivated immortality behind my back… cough cough cough… You hid the fact that you have a spirit root from me, I’m not your best brother anymore…”

The tone was quite sad like an old father.

Shen Leyan: “…”

He didn’t expect that the first thing Chen Jing said to him after waking up was this.

 “Brother Chen, this is a bit complicated to explain. But I didn’t tell you that I had found my spiritual roots before, mainly because I really didn’t want to cultivate at that time…”

“What about now?”

“Now I want to cultivate.”

[Otherwise, the next time a senior brother, senior sister, or junior brother or junior sister falls in front of me, I can only send a voice message to Lu Yuanyi and shout “help”, but what can I do? ]

[Lu Yuanyi doesn’t always arrive in time. [

“Then I forgive you – hiss, it seems a little painful, where are we?”

Shen Leyan roughly told him about the follow-up of Yaozu Village and Lu Yuanyi’s reconstruction of his meridians: “You feel pain now, it should be because the Fire Sun Divine Tree is taking effect. Well… This pain should continue until the black lines on your body are completely faded.”

“This is too painful!” Brother Chen Jing’s forehead was sweating and his teeth were clenched, “Wait a minute, you just said we are in Mingchan Pavilion now?!”

“Mm.”

“Master Lu’s Mingchan Pavilion?!”

Shen Leyan frowned and looked at him.

[Why do I feel that Brother Chen’s reaction seems a bit like those stubborn donkeys who visited here… It shouldn’t be possible.  ]

“Mm.”

The person who couldn’t move on the bed jumped up: “Take me out and see what Mingchan Pavilion looks like – hiss – it hurts, it hurts so much!”

Shen Leyan: “…”

He pressed Senior Brother Chen Jing’s shoulder: “Be good, we won’t go.”

After waiting for a while, he found that Senior Brother Chen Jing was motionless and looked down.

The other person’s head tilted to one side, as if he had fainted from the pain.

[(ー_ー)!!]

Although he fainted, his breathing was still stable, so it shouldn’t be a big deal.

Shen Leyan stood up, walked to the window and pushed it open a little to let in some air. It was the transition period between autumn and summer, and the air that was still hot at noon also became a little cooler in the evening.

The magnificent sunset spread across the sky, extending all the way to the edge of the mountain.

After confirming that Senior Brother Chen Jing was safe, it was time for him to leave Mingchan Pavilion and return to the outer gate.

He would eat, then continue to meditate and practice, or go to the martial arts training ground to watch the competitions of the senior brothers and sisters.

Walking out of the room, the first thing he saw was a sack next to the alchemy furnace.

In his imagination, alchemy is that the cultivators control the temperature of the fire and the spiritual power infused, add spiritual herbs and medicines step by step, burn away impurities, and refine the essence.

After 9981 procedures, which took seven days and seven nights, the lid was opened, and a breath of condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth overflowed, and a rare pill in the alchemy furnace slowly rose to the air!

However, in reality, alchemy is Lu Yuanyi slacking off outside – no, fishing.

The alchemy furnace is on fire by itself, and the lid is lifted up by the heat from time to time. After two black clouds of “puff” come out, a strange smell of rotten eggs fills the air, and then the alchemy furnace automatically tilts towards the sack.

 A large number of pills of various sizes were put into the sack like pouring beans.

He remembered a piece of news he had read in the Yunxi Sect newspaper saying that Sect Master Lu spent a lot of natural treasures, spiritual power and hard work to refine each pill, which was worth a fortune.

[It seems that compared with Lu Yuanyi’s profiteer level, I am still not good enough. ]

He covered his nose and left Baicao Pavilion, saying goodbye to Lu Yuanyi.

 “Master Lu, it’s getting late, and the people outside are probably almost gone. I’ll take my leave first. Senior Brother Chen Jing just fainted from the pain. He seems to want to visit Mingchan Pavilion. If he wakes up, Master Lu, remember to cast a spell to freeze him and don’t let him run around.”

Lu Yuanyi replied indifferently, “Mm.”

He bowed and saluted, stepped onto the corridor and walked a few steps. He glanced at the pond in the courtyard and found that what Lu Yuanyi was holding was not a fishing rod, but a bamboo scroll.

The distance was too far so he could only see a few words clearly, which seemed to be “A book to teach you how to quickly master the wind attribute magic formula…”

[Quickly master the wind attribute magic formula, is there such a good thing? ]

[Wait a minute, why does Lu Yuanyi want to read the wind attribute magic formula? ! ]

The handsome peach blossom eyes of the young man flashed with suspicion. He stopped, turned his head, and looked at the bamboo scroll.

 He had just moved when Lu Yuanyi slowly closed the bamboo scroll. It was neither too fast nor too slow, just enough for him not to see a single word.

“…Why didn’t Sect Master Lu continue reading?”

“Book? This book…is used to block the sun.”

[…You’re lying! You were clearly reading very seriously just now!]

Shen Leyan smiled politely: “Really?”

Lu Yuanyi’s eyes were calm, his tone was cold, and his face did not fluctuate even when he lied.

“Mm – walking down the mountain is too slow, I’ll let the Jiang Xue Sword take you back.”

The Jiang Xue Sword had just unsheathed, and seemed to have known that he had a new job. Without waiting for Lu Yuanyi to inject spiritual power, he had consciously flown in front of Shen Leyan and enlarged several times until he was big enough for one person to stand easily.

He was short-handed.

For Jiang Xuejian’s sake, he didn’t dare to ask any more questions.

 Shen Leyan flew to the sky above Mingchan Pavilion on the Jiang Xue Sword, and half-closed his eyes in the hope of meditating——

“Everyone, look. Our senior brother is coming out——”

“Ahhh, senior brother, look at me–“

“Senior brother is flying a sword! That sword is so cool–“

“That seems to be Sect Master Lu’s Jiang Xue Sword–the sword body is made of ten thousand year old ice, and the dragon that turned into a sky dragon is the sword spirit. The appearance of that sword is definitely the Jiang Xue Sword!”

The people who had been waiting outside Mingchan Pavilion for an afternoon cheered and jumped for joy when they saw him.

Some raised their arms and waved to him frantically, some started to show the magic they had learned on the spot, and even more–those children of the noble families climbed directly up the tree, opened their hands, and hugged him with affection.

“Senior brother–“

[◝₍ᴑ̑ДO͝₎◞]

Shen Leyan didn’t expect these people to wait outside for so long, and he didn’t know if someone had spread the news. Not only did the number of people outside Mingchan Pavilion not decrease, but it increased, blocking the way down the mountain. 

“… Jiang Xue Sword, do you think we should go back now, or rush to the outer gate?”

Jiang Xue Sword hummed for a while, and suddenly accelerated and flew down the mountain-

A large number of calls to stay came from behind them.

“Brother, you are so cruel, just abandoning us like this–“

Shen Leyan went to the kitchen of his own restaurant in shock, and ate a big bowl of snail noodles to comfort himself.

After eating, he found that the Jiang Xue Sword was huddled in a corner listlessly because of the stench of snail noodles, and called the sword over rather embarrassedly.

“I don’t know if Sect Master Lu likes this snail noodle…trouble you to bring him a bowl.”

The Jiang Xue Sword endured the stench and hung the lunch box of snail noodles on the tip of the sword, and then fled!

Shen Leyan finished eating and walked around the restaurant. Qingli was not here today, who knew what she was busy with.

After saying hello to a few familiar outer disciples who were helping in the restaurant, he changed his clothes and prepared to go to the Law Enforcement Hall.

It was urgent to set up roadblocks on the mountain road leading to Mingchan Pavilion and write “No Entry on This Road”!!!

But many people saw his appearance outside Mingchan Pavilion today, and with those people’s perseverance, who knows where they are waiting for him on the road.

If he rashly went to the Law Enforcement Hall, he might not come back.

He didn’t have the Jiang Xue Sword to take him flying, nor did he have the formation of Mingchan Pavilion to block others.

If those people saw him and rushed over without restraint…

Shen Leyan shook his head and shook off this terrible idea.

 ……

Luo Xiang Tang of Yunxi Sect is a place where disciples of the sect sell and buy various spiritual medicines, skills, instruments and other things.

Disciples who want to sell things for money can either set up stalls here by themselves or hand over the items to the sect for sale, and only need to pay a certain percentage of the reward.

Now that Luo Xiang Tang has developed, there are many novel gadgets for sale. For example, some outer disciples will come here to buy some itching powder when they go down the mountain to train. This powder will make the person who touches it extremely itchy. It can be thrown at the enemy for emergency escape.

“Night clothes? This junior brother, what do you want to buy night clothes for?”

Shen Leyan lowered the bamboo hat on his head, not daring to look directly at the righteous eyes of the disciple who was in charge of the stall.

 “… Senior brothers and sisters who came to buy night clothes before, what did they use them for?”

“Of course they have a mission, to conceal their bodies when traveling at night.”

“Oh, that’s why I do that too.”

The disciple in charge of the stall looked him up and down, and suddenly sneered.

“Do you think I’m a fool? It hasn’t rained today, and it’s already dusk. You’re sneaking here wearing a bamboo hat, and you can’t tell me why you bought night clothes. Tell me, did you want to buy night clothes to sneak into the girls’ room and peek at your senior sisters and junior sisters taking a bath?!”

Shen Leyan: “…”

When he heard this, the feeling of guilt suddenly disappeared, and he answered in a more righteous tone than the disciple in charge of the stall.

 “What kind of mess are you thinking about? We should be pure-hearted and abstain from desires when we practice. How can we do such things?! What’s your name? Come with me to the Law Enforcement Hall now!”

The disciple in charge of the stall was stunned: “No… I didn’t peek at her bathing… OK, OK! Isn’t it okay to sell you the night clothes?!”

“How much silver?”

“One tael!”

“So expensive? I’ll give you 500 wen at most!”

The disciple in charge of the stall was delighted: “Deal!”

While saying this, he handed him the night clothes.

Shen Leyan said to himself, “Not good.”

The other party agreed to his bargaining so readily, which meant that he must have bargained too little!