Lu Jiang was overjoyed, and Lu Ming also showed a happy expression. As long as he could be kept, even for a year, he would have the opportunity to use various means to let him serve Lujiazhuang.
"Okay, it's settled. This Qiyun Pavilion will be for your husband to live in. Well, I will send a few smart servants and maids to serve you. If you need anything, just ask, as long as we can do it... absolutely not
Will pass the buck."
Lu Jiang looked sincere. If he didn't know that he was a big man in black and white, Qin Xiaotian would definitely believe him.
He smiled and said: "There were a few friends who were caught in the village with me. I hope to listen to their opinions. If they want to leave, please don't stop them."
Lu Jiang didn't know about this.
Lu Ming's face turned red and he said, "Yes, their losses will be compensated by Lujiazhuang."
Lu Jiang endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore and asked: "Mr. Qin, what you... struck... well, it was thunder... what was that?"
"Five thunders!" Qin Xiaotian said nonsense with his eyes closed.
"Ah? Ah!"
Lu Jiang was a little confused and said: "Are you...a Taoist priest? A real person?"
There were many Taoists in the Song Dynasty, but I had never heard of anyone being able to strike thunder from the sky. Although Lu Jiang was well-informed, he had never seen a real Taoist, and even if he had, he had never seen them show off their skills.
Qin Xiaotian said seriously: "I am a cultivator." He thought to himself: "It would be weird if anyone believed it."
He has a modern way of thinking. If a modern person heard him talk about cultivating immortals, he would probably slap him in the face. Isn't this nonsense? But the reactions of Lu Jiang and Lu Ming were unexpected.
"Cultivation to immortality? Immortal!"
The eyes of the two people were bright, and their expressions became more respectful after being surprised. Lu Jiang actually knelt down and said: "Please accept me as your disciple..."
Qin Xiaotian said: "You can't learn it."
Without previous cultivation experience, it would be impossible for him to learn this ancient method of cultivating immortals. Even if he learned it, it would be difficult to get started.
Lu Ming also knelt down and asked to accept him as his disciple.
Only then did Qin Xiaotian realize the consequences of talking nonsense. On second thought, he thought of an idea and said: "It is not easy to become an immortal. If you want to become an immortal, you must first... secondly not... and lastly not get close to women. Well, there is also
...I have to be a beggar for a year." He continued to talk nonsense.
The two of them were stunned. These requirements for cultivating immortals were tantamount to asking them to abandon everything they had, and they couldn't help but hesitate.
At this time, Qin Xiaotian lost no time and said: "How about you two think about it again, don't rush to become a disciple, and think about it carefully before talking about it?"
Hearing Qin Xiaotian say so many requests, the two of them felt a little regretful, but Qin Xiaotian gave him a ready-made step, and they both stood up at the same time. Lu Jiang said: "I am too impatient and reckless, haha, don't blame Mr. Qin."
Qin Xiaotian said with a smile: "No, there's nothing strange about this."
Hou Hou and Fatty Wei decided to leave. They took the several hundred taels of silver given by Lu Jiang and went to Daming Mansion to make a living.
Qin Xiaotian did not live in Qiyun Pavilion. Instead, he asked the owner of the village, Lu Jiang, to build a thatched house on the hill of Houzhuang. Three meals were delivered by a special person.
After half a year, the smoke realm has been completely consolidated. This level of cultivation is very amazing. If it were not for the experience of previous cultivation, it would not be possible to reach such a state so quickly.
Qin Xiaotian knew that to step into the path of cultivating immortals, one must at least reach the first level, which is the Yanlansong realm. The current level is far from enough.
In recent days, Qin Xiaotian has found that it is difficult for him to make progress. He understands in his heart that the following cultivation requires long-term accumulation and cannot be achieved overnight.
Regardless of whether you are cultivating the truth or cultivating immortals, apart from the fixed time for cultivation, you have a lot of time to waste.
When he felt that his cultivation had entered a bottleneck period, he decided to find other things to do. He needed weapons, armor and medicine, all of which required materials to be refined.
On this day, he found the owner of the village, Lu Jiang, and said: "Master Lu, I need thirty thousand catties of pig iron, thirty thousand catties of wrought iron, one thousand two hundred catties of copper, three hundred catties of lead, ten catties of silver, and five catties of tin.
Three kilograms of mercury...one hundred and seventy kilograms of ocher, ninety-eight kilograms of limestone...forty thousand kilograms of coal, twenty-five thousand kilograms of charcoal..."
Lu Jiang was speechless and said: "Mr. Qin... you, what do you want these things for?" These things are worth tens of thousands of dollars. Even if he is the owner of a large village, it is a bit difficult to take out so many things at once.
Qin Xiaotian smiled and said: "I will refine a peerless sword for you."
Lu Jiang is best at swordsmanship, so he especially likes to collect all kinds of swords. There are many swords in his hidden sword pavilion.
Qin Xiaotian went to see him once, and Lu Jiang showed off to him the various swords he had collected. Qin Xiaotian commented at the time: "Scrap copper and rotten iron." This made Lu Jiang very embarrassed. At this time, he heard Qin Xiaotian say that he wanted to refine a sword.
, his interest suddenly increased.
"Is it better than the sword from my Hidden Sword Pavilion?"
Qin Xiaotian said: "Those of yours are swords used by mortals, but the swords I refine are immortal swords. The two cannot be compared."
Lu Jiang was shocked and said: "The Immortal Sword!"
The greed of mortals is hard to control, and he said excitedly: "Okay, you say it again, I will record it, and I will try my best to collect everything in a month."
These materials alone are not enough to refine an immortal sword. Even if there are materials to refine an immortal sword, Qin Xiaotian cannot refine it. His cultivation level is far from enough.
He found these materials in a jade-pupil slip that records cultivation methods. Because they are consistent with his current level, and the materials are relatively easy to find. They are all common materials available on the earth, so he chose to use these simple things.
Come to refine weapons.
Qin Xiaotian repeated the story again and added: "Coal, charcoal and sulfur must all be crushed into fine powder, copper... try to be brass... iron blocks should be divided into small pieces."
Lu Jiangxun recorded that for him, these things can be done with money. He asked: "Mr. Qin, do you want the stove and hammer from the blacksmith shop?"
Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but smile and said: "No need."
He cannot use the forbidden furnace to refine weapons now, but he can use a small amount of forbidden techniques. As long as he uses them skillfully, he can still make weapons. Using a blacksmith furnace to make iron is a mortal manufacturing method.
Lu Jiang's hope level increased a little more. He didn't use the tools from the blacksmith shop, which meant that Qin Xiaotian had another way to make swords.
He found a steward, gave a few instructions, and said to Qin Xiaotian with a smile: "Mr. Qin, it can take as long as one month...and as short as twenty days, and everything will be complete..."
A boy poked his head at the door. Lu Jiang stood up and shouted: "What are you doing sneakily? Get in!" In an instant, he regained his majesty as the owner of the village.
The young man in black hurried in, knelt down and said, "First Master, the Second Master was seriously injured and has just been sent back to Zhuangzi."
Lu Jiang's expression changed and he said hurriedly: "Quick, lead the way... uh, Mr. Qin..."
Qin Xiaotian said: "Let's go and take a look."
The second master is Lu Jiang's sworn brother, not the second owner of Lujiazhuang.
This man was highly skilled in martial arts and very prestigious in the green forests of Hebei. His surname was Ouyang and his given name was Shuangcheng. He liked to use a broadsword. He was bold and fierce against enemies. He and Lu Jiang were brothers in life and death.
Ouyang Shuangcheng only received one slap, which left him unable to fight. He fought desperately to break out of the encirclement, and escaped under the cover of a group of equally desperate thieves. It took him seventeen days to reach Lujiazhuang, where he was already dying.
No more.
Qin Xiaotian followed him to the room and watched as several doctors were busy going about their business. Lu Jiang was sitting by the bed, putting a hand on Ouyang Shuangcheng's wrist, squinting his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
A doctor said cautiously: "Sir, we have made a prescription after careful consideration... Look..."
After glancing at the prescription, Lu Jiang sighed silently and said, "You go to the accounting room and each of you receives a set amount of money. Go back and the prescription will be placed on the table."
Several doctors then wiped their cold sweat, bowed respectfully, and quietly left the room.
Qin Xiaotian looked on coldly and asked, "That recipe can't be used?"
Lu Jiang sighed: "It works...but it has no effect." He took out a few silver needles and inserted them into Ouyang Shuangcheng's acupuncture points, and then said: "This is an internal injury...my brother has met an expert."
Qin Xiaotian couldn't directly observe with his spiritual consciousness, so he reached out to take the pulse gate and said, "I'll take the pulse."
Lu Jiang had confidence in Qin Xiaotian. Hearing this, he immediately stepped aside and watched nervously.
In fact, Qin Xiaotian didn't understand traditional Chinese medicine. He only checked the opponent's injuries by taking pulses and using his spiritual consciousness.
After a while, he stood up and said, "It's no problem, just give him some tonic."
It was certain that Ouyang Shuangcheng was injured by a cultivator, and what remained in his body was the unique true energy of a cultivator. This was the first time Qin Xiaotian knew that there were cultivators in the local area after coming to the Song Dynasty.
Lu Jiang stretched out his hand to take a pulse again and couldn't help being surprised. It was so miraculous that Ouyang Shuangcheng's internal injuries were cured just by taking a pulse.
He quickly opened the quilt covering him, revealing Ouyang Shuangcheng's chest. The purple palm prints had turned very pale. He said in shock: "You...Mr. Qin, how did you do that?"
Ouyang Shuangcheng had a thick beard. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked around suspiciously. When he saw Lu Jiang, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and said: "Brother, you saved me? Oh, hurry up and arrange your troops. I'll
My enemies may come after me!"
Lu Jiang smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, big brother is here..."
Ouyang Shuangcheng was still worried and said: "Brother, this time is different. There is a guy in Taoist robes who is very powerful. He killed seven or eight of my brothers at once. Alas, I couldn't block his palm. If it weren't for a few
A brother risked his life...I almost couldn't escape, brother...you have to be careful, don't be careless, it's best to use a hard crossbow to guard against him."
After all, he had just recovered from his injuries, and after saying a few words, he started breathing rapidly.
Lu Ming hurried in from outside and said: "Master of the village, there is a Taoist in green robe outside who wants to see you."
He quickly added: "This old man...injured several of our dealers."
Ouyang Shuangcheng whispered: "It's him...he really chased him here! Give me a knife!" He turned over and sat up.
Lu Jiang and Lu Ming looked at each other and turned to look at Qin Xiaotian.
Qin Xiaotian muttered in his heart: "What are you looking at me doing?" (To be continued)