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Chapter 3 The big enemy who lost all the way

Jiang Sibai took the "old farmer" back to his hometown in Baiyi. Before he even entered the house, he met many returning farmers who greeted him cordially.

"Young master Xiaobai is also back."

"Good day, sir."

"My master's harvest looks good today, and we have another fish to eat."

"..."

All kinds of things.

The 'old farmer' turned his head and asked with interest, listening to the sounds around him: "Are you also called 'Xiao Bai'?"

The big fox next to it immediately pricked up its ears. It looked confused, as if wondering why so many people around it knew its name.

Jiang Sibai immediately said angrily: "I'm Jiang Sibai! It's just that everyone is used to calling me that."

The 'old farmer' chuckled and said, "A descendant of the Jiang family of Ji State?"

Jiang Sibai also asked: "I'm just a bastard without the help of my mother's family. I don't know how to call my senior?"

I won’t call him husband anymore.

The 'old farmer' was not surprised when he heard this, and said calmly: "Just call me 'Taoist Mo Shang'."

Is this a road number?

But the question is, which cultivator would give himself such a Taoist title?

Is he really a cultivator of farming?

Jiang Sibai expressed confusion about this. Is there a branch of "Tian Xiu" among practitioners?

Let’s not worry about him. Anyway, as long as we can get him to get started, so what if it’s ‘Tian Xiu’?

Jiang Sibai politely led the 'Taoist Mo Shang' into his farmhouse.

Immediately a servant took the fish from his hand and took it to the kitchen.

He said: "Uncle Zhong, please let the kitchen cook two more dishes. I want to entertain guests."

The old butler named Uncle Zhong nodded in agreement and went about it calmly.

In fact, there were not many people serving in Jiang Sibai's farmhouse. There was only a housekeeper, a servant who served tea and water, a maid who cooked, and a coolie who chopped wood and carried water.

Taoist Mo Shang had already sat down politely in the inner room. The big fox just leaned against him and sat together on the sofa. He looked at Jiang Sibai who walked in and asked, "I thought Mr. Jiang's residence would be like this."

Better."

Jiang Sibai shook his head and said: "I do have a better house in Jicheng and some people to serve me, but I prefer to live in the fiefdom. I am more comfortable here."

Taoist Mo Shang asked again: "Why didn't you kill those six people just now?"

This is an era when people's lives are at stake. With the actions of those six people, there was nothing wrong with Jiang Sibai directly killing them.

But Jiang Sibai just shook his head and said: "Sin does not lead to death."

Taoist Mo Shang suddenly said with a sharp tone: "But if they offend Pindao, won't they be punished to death?"

Jiang Sibai was stunned for a moment, then after thinking about it he shook his head and said, "He who doesn't know is not guilty."

His tone remained firm.

This made Taoist Mo Shang feel strange. He asked, "I know you want to enter the Luo Yun Fairyland to practice, but shouldn't you try to please me?"

Jiang Sibai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what he said: "You know, how can a real cultivator treat ordinary people like ants?"

Taoist Mo Shang said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be a very idealistic little guy."

Jiang Sibai remained silent.

Then the dishes were served, all of which were steamed and boiled dishes that were tasteless in Jiang Sibai's eyes.

The fat fish he caught was also made into fish meat and served.

Taoist Mo Shang was quite pleased with this, and he took off his chopsticks frequently and did not think it was a crude dish.

After he had eaten and drank enough, he patted his belly and said, "This meal is very comfortable, but you kid, don't think that this level of goodwill will allow Pindao to admit you to the entrance wall."

Jiang Sibai lowered his head and was silent for a while, then raised his head and said resolutely: "No, I don't ask my senior to make an exception, I just want my senior to give me a chance to compete fairly next time!"

"Ouch!"

Taoist Mo Shang seemed amused.

He said: "Why, you look like you are very angry?"

"Pindao, please remember that the one walking ahead is Fairy Zhu Ling from the Divine Sword Valley. What's wrong with her?"

Jiang Sibai took a deep breath and said calmly from the beginning: "My father inherited the throne and became King Ji when the boy was three years old, and he immediately bowed his head to Luo Yunxian Mountain to worship."

"In the coming year, the Yuandao Peak in Luo Yun Immortal Realm will send an immortal to stay in Jicheng, which is considered as recognition of my father."

"My father admires immortals, so naturally he wants to seek immortals and seek enlightenment. He also hopes that his descendants will have such people."

"No matter how much my father worshiped me sincerely, the immortal master of Yuandao Peak just left a piece of health-building skills and stayed there for three years before leaving in the air."

"The boy was six years old at that time. He was still a little ignorant, but he knew about immortals, and he admired him and decided to join the immortal family."

"Since the Immortal Master from Yuandaofeng has left, the Immortal Master from Doufeng has arrived."

"Like my father, I begged for immortality, but the immortal master of Doufeng only left some basic body-refining methods, and left after the expiration of three years with the good materials and jade he had found."

"The boy was nine years old that year."

"Let's just call this the boy's second failure in seeking enlightenment."

"For the past three years, I have adhered to the method of body training and insisted on tempering my body. As a result, Immortal Master Doufeng was completely unpretentious to me and other Jiang family disciples."

Having said this, Taoist Mo Shang's expression changed and he felt a little embarrassed.

It seemed that he already understood what Jiang Sibai was going to say.

Jiang Sibai continued to narrate: "Next came the Immortal Master from the Fire Hammer Valley. He passed down the hammer forging method, and also stated that if he could forge an instrument that satisfies him within three years, he would leave with him.

"

"So while the boy insisted on training his body, he also found a craftsman to study the hammering method together."

"In the end, Taoist priest, guess what?"

"At the end of the three-year period, the heir of the craftsman I was looking for was taken away. I obviously forged a hundred-forged iron sword with my own hands, but was screened out again."

Taoist Mo Shang looked at the broken sword in Jiang Sibai's hand and asked, "Is this the sword?"

Jiang Sibai shook his head and said, "That's not true. This sword was made by the boy later."

"After the immortal master from the Fire Hammer Valley left, Fairy Zhu Ling from the Divine Sword Valley came. She passed down a set of basic swordsmanship and agreed to take the exam in three years."

"So for another three years, the boy trained his body. In addition to hammering, he also practiced sword practice. Although the life was hard, he was confident that he was no weaker than others."

"Who would have thought that during the school exam the day before yesterday, I used the body I had tempered over the past nine years, the new sword I had forged over the past six years, and the swordsmanship I had practiced hard over the past three years to finally win against everyone, but in the end I fell short."

"Fairy Zhu Ling helped up the apprentice whose sword was accidentally broken by the boy, left a few words and left."

"Before leaving, he broke my sword with one finger, devaluing me as worthless."

"She said that I was 'just getting a sharp weapon with money and silk. This is not the way to hold a sword!'"

...Jiang Sibai told all the grievances he had suffered over the years, and felt much more comfortable in his heart.

He even felt that even if Taoist Mo Shang rejected him, it would not matter. At worst, he would just have to figure out how to practice on his own.

There is always someone who is the first person to cultivate in this world, so he might as well be such a "first" person.

After thinking this way, Jiang Sibai's thoughts became clearer.

He simply made it clear and said: "Actually, I know what you are thinking. You probably think that Prince Ji and his heirs are all pampered. How can they endure the pain of Qingxiu?"

"So I never thought about choosing a disciple from among us from the beginning."

He didn't even bother to use honorifics or modesty when speaking at this time, but instead seemed straightforward and sincere.

Taoist Mo Shang looked at Jiang Sibai with a troubled expression, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Jiang Sibai said with emotion: "If the Taoist priest has something to say, just say it directly. I have already looked away."

Taoist Mo Shang finally asked with hesitation: "According to what you said, you have practiced physical fitness for nine years, tempered for six years, and practiced swordsmanship for three years, and you have achieved success in both?"

Jiang Sibai added: "There are still ten years of self-cultivation skills, but it is a pity that this self-cultivation technique has never been successful, and I always feel like I am just missing the mark."

Taoist Mo Shang took a deep breath and his eyes flashed.

However, he still maintained a calm expression on his face and said: "Pindao comes from the sect of Shennong Valley in Luoyun Fairyland, so if you want to join my sect, you should focus on mulberry farming."

"If you want a fair chance, I will give you fairness."

"Within three years, as long as you grow enough corn to satisfy me, I can accept you as my disciple!"

Jiang Sibai's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this. He was originally ready to give up, but he didn't expect that there was still such hope?

"Really...really?"

"It's absolutely true." Taoist Mo Shang nodded.

But he added: "But you have to think clearly, although the 'Shennong Valley' also has a wonderful inheritance, it is not as good as the previous Fire Hammer Valley, let alone the Shenjian Valley, Dou Peak, let alone the inheritance of the main peak of Yuandao."

."

Jiang Sibai said sincerely without hesitation: "If master accepts me, he will be the mentor who introduced me to spiritual practice. After all, the other things I have missed are not worth thinking about anymore."

Taoist Mo Shang stroked his beard and chuckled when he heard this. He seemed very satisfied with the answer. He even didn't correct Jiang Sibai when he directly called him 'Master'.

Probably, this is the ‘unofficial decision’.


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