Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 6 Don't Cultivate Immortals

Shi Yueren retracted his flying sword, and the coffin fell to the ground with a crash.

He looked at the flat ground in front of him, and Jiang Qiongxing, who was obviously not planning to do anything, pointed to himself uncertainly: "Want me to dig?"

"I spent forty Wen!" Jiang Qiongxing was confident.

Fine.

Shi Yueren put down the basket in his hand and rolled up his sleeves: "Look, your forty coins are definitely worth it."

He didn't care about the fact that he didn't have any tools suitable for digging. He took a stride, raised his hands forward, palms facing outwards, and shouted loudly.

A small piece of ground with fluffy weeds began to tremble, and there were fine stones rolling in it.

Jiang Qiongxing stared intently.

Shi Yueren took her expression into his eyes and secretly laughed: After all, he is still a child.

He grabbed it with both hands, and the soil in front of him was lifted, and a shallow pit appeared out of thin air on the ground.

"Wow!" Jiang Qiongxing visually inspected the depth of the pit, "Four or five more times will be enough!"

"Do it four or five more times. Do you know how much spiritual power it takes?" Shi Yueren wiped off his sweat, and angrily broke off a branch from the tree next to him. I don't know how he moved it, but turned the branch into a small wooden shovel.

He handed the small shovel to Jiang Qiongxing who was watching the excitement: "Don't just stand still, dig with me."

Jiang Qiongxing took it, a little disappointed: "It turns out that cultivators can only dig soil like this."

She thought it would be all right with a wave of her hand.

"The main reason is that my cultivation base is too low. Those of you mortals who can call wind and rain in your imagination are all powerful. How could you be among the mortals like me?" Shi Yueren said while digging the soil.

Jiang Qiongxing raised his eyes thoughtfully: when he said that his cultivation base was low, his tone was calm, and he didn't seem to have any resentment.

When the sun was rising, the two finally joined forces to bury Jiang Hu.

Jiang Qiongxing stood in front of the tomb, quietly watching the small mound raised on the originally flat ground.

She had no feelings for the culprit who caused the original owner to starve to death, but secretly lamented that the self-important cultivator was no different from ordinary people after death.

After spending so much real money in cultivation, what I got in the end is that the dead body looks younger than people of the same age.

She lowered her eyes, turned and walked back.

Seeing this scene, Shi Yueren thought she was sad, so he picked up the basket and followed her silently.

After passing through the peach blossom forest and entering the winding and secluded alleys of the town, Jiang Qiongxing noticed the footsteps behind him, and turned to look at Shi Yueren, as if surprised that he was still there.

"Little girl, I can help you drive away those relatives, and help you bury Brother Jiang. You won't even give me a guest room, will you?" Shi Yueren raised his eyebrows.

Today's sudden visitor really helped him a lot, Jiang Qiongxing naturally wouldn't let people live on the street.

but……

She looked at Shi Yueren's attire that looked like a beggar: "As a cultivator, why are you so down and out? Can't you even pay for the hotel?"

"Oh, it's a long story..." Shi Yueren raised his head and sighed, "I did a favor for someone some time ago, and I accidentally got injured, and all my savings over the years were completely exhausted."

Sounds like a scam.

"You are hurt?"

"It's okay, it's almost better, but the sleeves are empty, and the money won't come back..." Shi Yueren flicked his sleeves, and successfully stunned a passing bee. "Fortunately, I have already had a bigu, and I remembered that my old friend Brother Jiang seems to be nearby, so I came here on purpose, looking for a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and then take a good look around the world."

Jiang Qiongxing wondered: "Other cultivators are hurrying to practice, why do you still want to travel?"

"At this age, if you still think about breaking through the realm, it's just a dream." Under the sun, Shi Yueren squinted his eyes comfortably, "All living beings are working hard all day long, and what they want is fame and fortune in life. My time limit is approaching, and I have no desires. How can I not be free in the remaining two or three years?"

The end is approaching?

Looking at him alive and kicking, he doesn't look like he is dying.

Jiang Qiongxing looked up at him, thought for a while and asked, "What realm are you? Are you building a foundation?"

Most of the immortal cultivators who will be mixed among mortals are in the Qi refining stage, and few of them can break through to the Foundation building stage, but it is not impossible. Her cheap father Jiang Hu is a monk in the Foundation building stage.

"Well," Shi Yueren readily admitted, "but because of my injury a while ago, my current cultivation level is about the same as that of a monk in the middle-level Qi refining period."

He didn't want to give the child the impression that "a monk in the foundation building period can't even dig a pit well".

Jiang Qiongxing was thoughtful.

Shi Yueren looked down at her stern face, and said cheerfully, "You child is really different from ordinary children."

Jiang Qiongxing's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he saw that he was not the original owner, so he pretended to be innocent and asked, "What's the difference?"

"You look like a little adult." Shi Yue pinched her buns with weak hands, "You don't treat immortal cultivators with the same sincerity and fear as other mortals, and you understand the common sense of the immortal cultivator world so well. In fact, you also want to cultivate immortals, right?"

"You think too much." Jiang Qiongxing retorted without thinking.

Shi Yueren didn't believe it: "If you're not interested, why didn't you give your aunt's son the spirit beads and mental techniques left by your father?"

"It was all bought with money!" Jiang Qiongxing's eyes widened, "I'm a miscellaneous spirit root, and he can't learn his mind at all. I keep my things just to wait until I go to the capital, and find a chance to sell them and exchange them for gold."

I believe it can be exchanged for a lot of gold!
What she said made sense, and Shi Yueren was momentarily at a loss for words.

While talking, the two of them had already returned to the Jiang residence before they knew it.

The white lantern at the door hadn't been removed yet. When the door was opened, the white curtain in the main hall trembled with the breeze.

Thinking that this is a world with gods, Jiang Qiongxing, who used to be an atheist, trembled in his heart. Fortunately, there was a living person with a strong smell around him at this moment to show his sense of existence.

"Where you live, the quilt and everything are in the closet, clean it up yourself." Jiang Qiongxing pointed to a side room.

It was written all over the face: Don't expect a ten-year-old to clean your house.

I have to say that the biggest advantage of being a child is that you don't have to be polite to others.

"Thank you." Shi Yueren was not in a hurry to go back to the house to rest. While watching her turn and lock the door, he tirelessly persuaded, "Really, try cultivating immortals. Miscellaneous spiritual roots are also spiritual roots. There are always secret books suitable for your cultivation in this world."

"No need." Jiang Qiongxing didn't stumble at all, and walked to the main hall after locking the door.

Shi Yueren gave a "tsk" with a little regret, but was still not reconciled, and continued behind her: "I'm really curious about what level the miscellaneous spirit root can cultivate. I read it when I checked your pulse. Your meridians are broad, and you are a good seed suitable for cultivating immortals. It would be a waste to be a mortal!"

Jiang Qiongxing didn't turn his head back: "The world of cultivating immortals is too dangerous, I want to live a few more years."

"Where is the danger? As long as you don't go to those secret places--" Shi Yueren hadn't finished speaking, he saw Jiang Hu's memorial tablet on the table, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Yep, here's a ready-made example.

Jiang Qiongxing ignored him and put the tables and chairs in the main hall back to their original positions.

She is small, but the tables and chairs in this world are all solid wood, big and heavy, and it is very difficult for her to move.

Shi Yueren helped her, and continued to lobby: "I know a place. It is said that the library there contains the most top and most remote secret books in the entire world of cultivating immortals. There must be records of the cultivation method of miscellaneous spirit roots!"

Jiang Qiongxing moved the table with his head down, without lifting his eyelids, and even though he talked in a wild way, he didn't show the slightest emotion.

The thirsty Shi Yueren sighed regretfully, not understanding why the child was so mature as if he was 80 at the age of ten.

How could there be such a curious child in this world?
(End of this chapter)