During this time in the world of cultivation, Xia Po generally lived a pretty good life. He usually practiced martial arts and Shenhun Dao, and when he had nothing to do, he would eat, drink, draw talismans and so on.
However, the concentration of spiritual energy here is really low, causing Xia Po's cultivation speed to be very slow, and even Si Chou has not yet woken up from his slumber.
However, these Xia Pos don't care. Anyway, his lifespan is endless, and as long as he has enough time, this level of shortcomings can be completely made up for.
Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Xia Po has reached the second level of Qi refining stage through continuous practice.
In the general cultivation system, the further you go, the slower your cultivation becomes. However, the way of the soul seems to have no such restrictions at all, as long as you pile up time.
That day Liangzi suddenly called Xia Po and Brother Meng to his cave, saying that there was a big event.
Xia Po could tell that this matter seemed really big and a good thing.
Liangzi's mouth was almost raised to the back of his head, and knowing that Xia Po liked drinking, he prepared several stalls of relatively high-end spiritual wine.
You know, this guy is usually a picky guy, but today he was willing to spend money to treat Xia Po and Brother Meng to drink, which is really abnormal.
"What on earth is going on? Are you so happy that you are so happy?"
"I recently bought a set of fairy imagery, and I'm looking at it carefully. You'd better be busy."
Due to eight years of getting along, the three of them have become familiar with each other, and their words naturally become more casual.
Liangzi opened the spirit wine, filled the three cups in front of him, and said with a mysterious face.
"Brother, I'm going to be successful."
Regarding this sentence, Brother Meng and Xia Po both had black question marks on their faces.
This Liangzi is said to be hard-working. He knows that his talent is average, so he does the roughest work so that he can accumulate spiritual stones. Then he can buy a few foundation-building pills before he dies and try to sprint through the foundation-building period.
To put it bluntly, he is a piece of rubbish, with poor talent and no ability. If he wants to do other jobs, no one wants him. He can only find jobs that no one wants to do.
Most of the time it was tiring and time-consuming tasks like brewing spiritual wine or collecting spiritual medicine, so when he introduced himself, he said that he mainly earned spiritual stones by brewing spiritual wine.
How can such a person become so successful?
Seeing the confused looks in their eyes, Liangzi patted his chest and began to talk about what happened yesterday.
Some time ago, as usual, he received a job of brewing spiritual wine.
It is said that brewing spiritual wine is actually using spiritual power to process things like spiritual fruits and spiritual rice, and then using special methods to seal the altar. It is very tiring, the reward is very low, and most importantly, it is a waste of time.
The employer is a small cultivation family in the town, so the credibility is still guaranteed.
It was just an ordinary job at first, but in the process of handling spiritual fruits, I met the daughter of this family.
This daughter was very young, only in her forties, and was at the fifth level of qi training. The two of them had a very happy chat at that time, just like close friends.
Later, this woman came to see him every day, helping him with his work and chatting.
Just yesterday, when this batch of spiritual wine was about to be brewed, this woman suddenly said that she wanted to become a Taoist companion with him and brought him to her family.
Liangzi had no reason to refuse. He was just a humble cultivator, and she was a young lady from a family of cultivators, so he agreed.
I originally thought that the other party's family would definitely disagree, but surprisingly, the other party's family liked him very much and said that they considered him their son-in-law...
"By the way, that aristocratic family is the Zhang family. They also said that they will hold a wedding on an auspicious day in half a month. They asked me to call my relatives and friends. I have no friends in this area. I can only call them.
You guys?"
After listening to this, Xia Po looked stunned. What the hell is this?
No matter how you think about it, there must be something wrong with the Zhang family, right?
But looking at the joyful expression on the other person's face, Xia Po didn't know what to say, so he looked at Brother Meng, hoping that he could remind Liangzi a little.
Unexpectedly, Brother Meng looked even happier than Liangzi, and he patted Liangzi's shoulders excitedly.
"Okay Liangzi, now you are considered a great person, the son-in-law of a cultivating family! Brother, I have a lot of face even when I go out!"
Xia Po was speechless.
In fact, the cultivation family sounds a bit handsome, but it's really not that good.
If you are a casual cultivator, have a little money, find a cultivator wife, and give birth to a child with a talent for cultivating, then congratulations, your family of three is a cultivating family.
That's it. It's really not a big deal. The Zhang family is just a little bigger. I heard that there are more than ten monks in the family, and the strongest one is a super master who is at the eighth level of Qi refining stage.
It is indeed a big family in this poor place, so it is inevitable that Liangzi and Brother Meng will get carried away.
So do you want to go to Liangzi's wedding?
Looking at Liangzi who was drinking and passing the wine glass to him, Xia Po sighed.
For the sake of this drink, I might as well see what's going on when the time comes.
But there is a high probability that I am too preoccupied. After all, it is a well-known family. What can it do?
Thinking of this, he smiled and raised his glass.
"Liangzi, if I ask you to go out for a drink from now on, don't be afraid of your henpeck to avoid it!"
"Fuck you, I will definitely say it at home when the time comes!"
"..."
In a blink of an eye, the day of Liangzi's wedding came. Xia Po and Brother Meng were standing at the door of the Zhang family's house, wearing some unsightly clothes.
Not long after, Liangzi went out to greet her wearing bright red clothes and a smile on her face.
After exchanging some polite words, the three of them walked into the house together.
This town is basically divided into two areas.
One is a place where pure mortals live, and the other is a place where cultivators and mortals live together. Of course, the role of mortals is limited to serving cultivators, like slaves.
There are also many mortals in the Zhang family's house. They don't dare to straighten their backs when walking. Even when facing monks like Xia Po and Meng Ge who are as humble as ants in the world of cultivation, they nod and bow, not daring to show any discomfort.
Respectfully.
The most important thing is that mortals look down on themselves, let alone learn any martial arts to resist.
Therefore, we can only say that the mortals living in the world of cultivation are not as good as one ten thousandth of those in the ordinary world.
Xia Po didn't say much, but according to Liangzi's arrangement, he sat in the same seat as Brother Meng. On the surface, he was smiling, but in fact, he had hidden murderous intentions.
What kind of cultivation family is this? This is just a devil's cave!
At this time, in an attic of the Zhang family, two people with faces like bones were squinting at where Xia Po and Brother Meng were sitting.
"I thought I could gain something big, but in the end there were just two people with low abilities."
"That's enough. If the strength is strong, can you and I eat it?"
As the two people talked, the skeletal faces on their faces had turned into flesh and blood, replaced with a wizened smile, and they walked in the same direction.
At the same time, all the monks from the Fang family in the entire house looked at where Xia Po and Brother Meng were, with golden lights in their eyes.
All of this was clearly seen by Xia Po, who was holding a wine glass and looking relaxed and content.
Isn’t this too scary?
He was still comforting himself at this time.
Demonic cultivation is just a different path. There are also good people who cultivate demons.
Moreover, if such an aristocratic family really killed Liangzi, some people would inevitably be suspicious. If someone came to investigate, wouldn't it be exposed?
So this family does not necessarily have bad intentions.
In order to verify his conjecture, Xia Po found Liangzi, who was smiling and busy dividing the spirit wine.
"Liangzi, I want to ask you something."
"If you have any questions, we'll talk about it later. I'm going to distribute spiritual wine to everyone at the table. I'll leave the oldest and most fragrant jar for you..."
"Just a small question, how many people know about your marriage to the eldest daughter of the Zhang family?"
Liangzi shook his head: "It is said that the Zhang family has many enemies. If word spreads, the enemies will hear about it and come to cause trouble, so not many people know about it."
Now Xia Po understands that this family member definitely has bad intentions!