It took about an hour to climb Zhushan. Looking up at the golden light disappearing into the horizon, Jiang Xuan frowned secretly.
Is it the same bird I saw before?
I have been to Zhushan three times and I see it every time. Is it because of the innate bitter bamboo or something else?
After thinking for a while and coming up with a reason, Jiang Xuan stopped worrying and instead turned his attention to Jiang's father.
Compared with the first time I climbed the mountain with Father Jiang, the time to reach the top of the mountain was more than twice as fast this time.
But the consequence was that although Jiang's father reached the top of the mountain, he sat on the ground and could not get up.
"Your body really needs some exercise."
"When you start practicing in the future, you will have to control your diet."
"If you want to practice Taoism, you must have a good body."
While talking to Father Jiang, Jiang Xuan went into the bamboo house and took out a chair. After dusting off the dust on the chair, he helped Father Jiang onto the chair.
"Brother, there is nothing on the mountain. Will you really live on the mountain in the future?"
"The bamboo house is full of dust, haven't you become a Taoist? Why don't you show me a dust-clearing spell?"
Looking at Jiang Wu wandering around on the top of the mountain, Jiang Xuan sighed helplessly:
"I have just entered Taoism, how can I learn any techniques?"
After saying this, he called Jiang Wu to his side, and then placed the unloaded pole on him again:
"Since you know there is nothing on the mountain, why don't you go down the mountain and help me get bedding and daily necessities?"
Jiang Wu heard this and looked at Jiang Xuan in disbelief:
"Brother, we have just gone up the mountain. My feet are still weak now. Why didn't you tell me if I wanted to get the quilt?"
"If I don't say anything, I'm naturally testing you."
"If you want to be a general, you must march and fight."
"If you can't even consider these things, then you might as well just stay at home and farm."
"Besides, going up and down the mountain a few more times is a kind of exercise, isn't it?"
"Go ahead and be back within an hour."
Patting Jiang Wu on the shoulder again, Jiang Xuan sent him to the steps and watched him walk down the mountain step by step.
When he was about to cross the corner, Jiang Xuan spoke again:
"By the way, from now on, you will also give your brother and me three meals a day."
"When I get started with the art of talismans, I will put a few gravity talismans on you and train you carefully, so that you can take a big step forward before entering the martial arts academy."
Jiang Wu paused when he heard this, and then ran down the mountain as if running away.
"Are you really planning to ask Xiao Wu to go to a martial arts academy to learn martial arts?"
As soon as he turned around and walked to Jiang Xuan's side, Jiang's father tapped his thigh and said with a worried look on his face:
"Xiao Wu is only 13 years old. Is it too early to start practicing martial arts at such a young age?"
"No, it's just right to practice martial arts when you're around 13 years old."
"I will say hello to the people in the martial arts academy. I think they will sell my master a piece of thin noodles."
"Besides, dad, haven't you noticed? Xiao Wu's temper is getting more and more out of control."
"Now that I have entered Taoism and become a disciple of the dean of the Taoist Academy, Xiaowen has also made great achievements in the liberal arts academy. You and mother are even more protective of him. I am really afraid that I will develop an arrogant character in him."
"It would be better to let him go to the martial arts academy earlier to experience things."
After saying that, Jiang Xuan ignored the topic and pointed to the mu of thin fields next to the bamboo house:
"Have you told your second uncle and third uncle about Ling Tian's matter?"
Father Jiang shook his head:
"I haven't said it yet."
"Aren't we going to wait for you to come back and discuss it carefully?"
Jiang Xuan nodded when he heard this:
"Then don't say it yet."
"I don't know how long it will take for the spiritual plant to grow. I will discuss this with my second and third uncles after they have grown."
"As for the protection of this spiritual field, there is no need to build a greenhouse."
"One of the various arts of monasticism is formation. I plan to practice it when I have nothing to do on the mountain."
With that said, Jiang Xuan took out the remaining Ming Dynasty treasure notes:
"I spent some money on this trip to the county, and there is still 170,000 left. You can take it back first, and I will ask you for it when I need money."
After discussing everything in detail with Jiang's father, Jiang Wu was asked to clean the bamboo house. When they were sent off to the mountain, it was already after noon.
Watching the two of them disappear at the corner of the steps, Jiang Xuan immediately returned to the brand-new bamboo house and opened the cage covered with black cloth.
Looking at the clean fruit plate in the cage, Jiang Xuan smiled and said:
"You little fox, you may not be big, but you eat a lot."
After saying this, he opened the cage, took out the fruit plate and patted the fox, and then began to meditate under the grinning gaze of the little fox.
There are many ways to subdue spirit beasts.
Develop a relationship with the spirit beast and let it take the initiative to recognize its owner;
Use extreme strength to engrave a mark on the spirit beast's soul and forcibly enslave the spirit beast;
Let the spiritual animals roam freely and get along with them as friends. You may not recognize your master, but it is better than recognizing your master.
Etc., etc., they all belong to various methods of dealing with spiritual beasts.
So now, what should I do with this little fox in front of me?
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Xuan suddenly had an idea.
I saw him first closing the cage and walking into the back bedroom. When he walked back to the living room, he already had a pure white woven bag in his hand.
This is the package of feed waiting to be manifested on the Gold Finger panel, which came from his consciousness communicating with the bitter bamboo implement outside the house.
He casually cut open the corner of the bag, and a crystal feed that was crystal clear, the size of cat food, and exuded a sweet smell fell into the palm of Jiang Xuan's hand.
"Ugh?"
The moment Jiang Xuan cut open the bag, the little fox who was still having its fur suddenly screamed in confusion.
Perhaps because he smelled the sweetness of the crystal feed, he put the exploded hair back on his body, walked to the cage, tilted his head and looked at the crystal feed in Jiang Xuan's hand.
Seeing the little fox's curious look, Jiang Xuan also tilted his head and looked at it for a while, then smiled and put the feed in front of the little fox.
Of course, he controls distance very well.
Although the feed was in front of the little fox, Jiang Xuan placed it just out of its reach.
Seeing the little fox stretching out its paw to grab the feed, but unable to reach it because the paw was too short, Jiang Xuan immediately laughed out loud.
"嘤嘤嘤~"
Perhaps he had never been bullied like this since he was a child. After walking around in a circle for a while, the little fox suddenly lay down in the cage and howled.
Jiang Xuan looked carefully and found that there were indeed water stains running down the corners of the little fox's eyes.
Suppressing the guilt and self-blame that rose up in his heart for no reason, Jiang Xuan stood up and took out a small bowl from the cabinet, filled it to the top and put it in the cage.
The little fox, who was lying in the cage with tearstains on his face, immediately stopped barking when he saw this, and ran to the small bowl, squinted his eyes and started to eat a big meal.
Feeling the inexplicable connection the little fox had with him after eating the first piece of feed, Jiang Xuan smiled and then reached out to touch its soft fur.
This time, it didn't hide anymore, but squinted at Jiang Xuan with a hint of disgust.
Jiang Xuan didn't pay attention, but the action of stroking the fox with his hands became more joyful.
The golden finger of the time traveler is really powerful.
As soon as the little fox ate the first piece of feed, Jiang Xuan felt an inexplicable bond with him.
He was convinced that this bond would not disappear because of the passage of time and space. It was really magical.