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Volume 1: Zhao Shanhe Chapter 154 Different Moods

Encountered with such an incident, several people lost the intention to continue shopping, so they simply left the Haohan Building and took a carriage back to the courtyard of the Qian family.

On the way back, there was an incident. Several monsters cut off the limbs of some mortals in the street. They were directly killed by the monks who were passing by. They carried the corpses of the monsters to the county governor's house.

"The situation outside now looks a bit wrong."

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard where Qian's house was temporarily staying, Zhao Yuansong immediately frowned and said.

If we put it in the past, how could any demon clan dare to commit murder in the human city, or even dare to touch the mortals passing by in the mountains and fields!

Only some little demons who don't know how high the sky is can dare to act like this and quietly devour some hunters and woodcutter who come to the mountains and forests.

Even so, he still has to be afraid all day long, lest one day Ming Jiansi's sword will fall on him.

A situation like today would never have happened in the past!

"I heard from my father that many demon clans have come out of the mountains in recent years, and even many demon clans from the nine demon realms have appeared in our human cities."

Xu Qiqi also spoke with a gloomy expression.

Although the laws of the Dayu Dynasty did not target the demon clan, a contract was signed between the two clans.

Human monks with golden elixir or above are not allowed to enter the demon realm to kill demons and monster beasts without any reason, and demons are not allowed to enter human cities.

But in the past ten years, this contract has become in vain. A large number of monsters have begun to appear in various cities and behave unscrupulously. Some with backers have been seriously injured in the street, and even killed mortals!

If it is a fight between monks, there is naturally nothing to say. As long as the higher realm is not bullying the lower realm, everything is their destiny.

But attacking a mortal who has no power to resist would violate the bottom line of the human race.

It’s just that for some unknown reason, the senior officials of the imperial court have always turned a blind eye to these monsters who crossed the thunder pond. Some of the Mingjian Division swordsmen who took action to kill them were even severely punished.

When one irrationality appears, it may be a coincidence, but when a bunch of irrationality appears one after another, there must be some unknown secret.

"The Chongqing Dynasty...may be facing a turbulent situation..."

Ji Yuan sighed and briefly told everyone about the situation he heard from Xu Lin.

This matter is not a secret at all, and some larger forces have more or less received some rumors.

Even the court officials above the county governor level have begun to make plans for the future, either choosing to be neutral, or seizing the opportunity to join a prince in an attempt to earn a share of the merit of supporting the dragon.

Even some large sects that transcend the world and have been inherited for thousands of years are like this and have to take sides.

If you still have the attitude of watching a show and insist on your identity and don't want to end up, once the old emperor passes away and the new emperor comes to power, there will definitely be a reckoning. In serious cases, it is not impossible that the inheritance will be cut off.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuansong and others had complicated expressions, both a little ugly and a little worried.

However, given their current level of cultivation, they have no qualifications to interfere with these matters. In the upcoming general trend, there is no other choice but to go with the flow and follow the sect.

"If you have a cultivation level of Jindan or above, you may be eligible to participate."

Zhao Yuansong sighed with emotion.

If you form a golden elixir, even if you can't change the situation, you can still do something for the teacher.

"I'm going back to my house to practice first."

He whispered and walked back into the house.

Since reaching the second level, although he is still serious about cultivation, he is no longer as serious as he has been for more than ten years. It is like he has achieved a certain goal and vented his energy.

At this moment, after seeing the monsters acting recklessly in the city, and hearing that the Great Chongqing Dynasty was about to face turmoil, I realized that there was something wrong with my state of mind.

Xu Qiqi and Jiang He also responded one after another.

When they went to their respective houses, they obviously felt the pressure. After a while, only Ji Yuan and Xia Dong were left in the courtyard.

The latter has a heart that is not focused on cultivation, and even though he was enlightened by luck and embarked on the path of cultivation, his talent is not very high, so naturally he is not very interested in cultivation.

The former has just been in seclusion for more than a month, and since his state of mind is now rippled, he does not plan to continue practicing immediately.

When it comes to spiritual practice, although every minute counts and every dollar counts, it also requires relaxation and relaxation. If you blindly practice in seclusion for a long time, there will be disadvantages.

"I said earlier that I would buy you another one, but I forgot about it in the rush I left."

Ji Yuan thought for a while and said apologetically: "It was my negligence. I will take you to buy better-looking dresses later."

Hearing this, Xia Dong shook his head and said with a smile: "Master, you have a lot of money and no place to spend it?"

"Actually, my body is already very good. Many second-level female cultivators may not be able to afford it."

"Besides, I'm a slave to begin with, so it doesn't matter if I'm dressed too heavily for someone else's maid. I don't need to spend so much money."

She said every word without any reluctance, but she really meant it.

When I was at Qian's house, although I ate and drank well and no one criticized me, I still wore standard maid clothes.

Where can I wear cassocks that look good and are comfortable enough that I can’t afford in my lifetime?

Xia Dong was already satisfied with this alone, not to mention that she also discovered that the little Taoist priest in front of her did not seem to treat her simply as a maid.

Otherwise, how many families would buy a robe worth five hundred taels of gold for their maid?

Of course, except for those libertines who treat their maids as greenhouse girls!

It's just that she couldn't see the slightest bit of filthiness or condescension in Ji Yuan's eyes, only a very normal and calm gaze.

This seems to be the most insignificant thing, but it is actually what Xia Dong longs for most.

Qian Nishang and the people of the Qian family were indeed kind to her, but after all, they had an identity here. No matter how approachable they were, they were still master and slave.

But how can there be normal people in the world who like to be slaves to others?

If possible, she would naturally want to be upright and be treated as an equal.

"It's your business whether you want it or not. It's my business whether you want it or not. I just have so much money and no place to spend it!"

Ji Yuan rolled his eyes and said angrily.

To be honest, he didn't know what kind of emotion the sudden strange feeling in his heart represented.

Naturally, he would not have any evil thoughts towards the girl in front of him who was only one or two years older than him, but he did not really regard her as a maid.

Some are like friends, and some are different.

Shaking his head, Ji Yuan suppressed these incomprehensible emotions deep in his heart and did not explore them for the time being. He seemed to be a little resistant subconsciously.

"Master!"

At this moment, a shout came from the courtyard gate.

He turned around and saw Zhao Yuebai holding Zhang Zhiya's hand, followed by Liao Qiming and four others, returning to the courtyard with large and small bags of things.

"Master, you eat!"

Zhao Yuebai trotted all the way, and after standing still, he handed out two candied haws: "Sister Dong'er will eat it too!"

The two of them took the candied haws, and under the expectant gazes, they opened their mouths and bit off one, holding it in their mouths, nodding and saying it was delicious.

"Yuebai insists on bringing it back for you to try."

Zhang Zhiya walked slowly over, his old face full of smiles, and the wrinkles of his smile were almost squeezed together.

It can be seen that the old Taoist priest is very happy today and has a lot of fun. I don’t know how many years he has not had such joy.

The old man always likes children, which is one of the reasons why he has adopted orphans one after another for decades.

"It's really good

Eat!"

Zhao Yuebai's eyes narrowed as he smiled, and in his hand was a bunch of candied haws with two or three pieces left.

I have to say that the taste of this candied haws is really good, it is sweet and crunchy, and the fruit inside is also very fresh. It is not an ordinary hawthorn. The flesh is white and crisp, very sweet and refreshing, which just relieves the sweetness of the sugar coating on the outside.

"Before we leave in two days, let's go buy all the candied haws at this store!"

Ji Yuan bit another candied haws, and then decided.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuebai smiled even happier, and even the old Taoist priest next to him laughed out loud.

Even Ji Yuan and Xia Dong, who were just watching, couldn't help but smile knowingly, and the whole courtyard was filled with laughter.

Except for Liao Qiming, who was carrying a bunch of things, the four of them had complicated expressions on their faces at the moment. Thinking of having to go there again, even though they were martial arts practitioners, their calves couldn't help but tremble.

That night, after eating dinner made of spiritual things, Ji Yuan called Zhao Yuebai into the room.

He emptied the contents of the mountain and river bag, and then handed it to his apprentice who was holding it up to his chest.

"It's yours."

Ji Yuan smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stuffed the mountain and river bag into the stunned Zhao Yuebai's arms, then turned around and used his jade ring to put away the pile of things he took out.

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhao Yuebai smiled sweetly.

However, Ji Yuan shook his head and tapped his head: "Don't be so anxious to thank me, there are still several more!"

He took out another stack of gold and silver notes, roughly the size of fifty thousand taels of silver, and stuffed them all into Zhao Yuebai's hands.

Then he took out a round shield the size of a palm and a three-foot-long sword, and handed them all to his apprentice.

"When you get to Jiuxuanmen, master will help you refine your natal flying sword. When the time comes and you pair it with these things, you won't have any obvious shortcomings."

There was another pile of pills, spiritual stones and other items. After giving them to his disciple, he said with a satisfied look on his face.

Just thinking about it, Ji Yuan felt that it was not perfect enough. He was thinking about drawing a few high-quality talismans, and then making hundreds of ordinary talismans for his disciples to carry.

If possible, it would be best to get two more formation disks, one for protection and one for concealment, so that it can be considered slightly safer.

"Master...you are so kind to me..."

Zhao Yuebai scratched the back of his head and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ji Yuan knocked on his forehead: "You are my founding disciple!"

At this moment, he was somewhat proud. Although he was only seven or eight years older than his apprentice, he still felt a sense of accomplishment in cultivating his apprentice every time he gave him magic weapons, spiritual objects, etc.

And even Ji Yuan himself didn't realize that when he got along with Zhao Yuebai, he released his own nature and no longer imitated others to act like a young and mature person.

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