"Okay! There is another one, and he is from the blood of my Li family!"
Listening to Li Tongya's gentle voice on the stage, Ye Chengfu jumped up from the ground like an electric shock. He excitedly looked at the helpless Ye Qiuyang on the stage and wished he could look up to the sky and laugh three times.
"Since your surname is Ye, who is your father?"
Li Tongya asked with a smile.
"Ye...Ye Chengfu."
Ye Qiuyang looked at Ye Chengfu who was dancing happily under the stage, and replied timidly.
"Congratulations to Brother Chengfu."
Li Tongya followed the child's gaze and looked down, smiled and said hello.
"Thank you, Master Immortal!"
Ye Chengfu did not dare to be too polite and was very polite, but he could not restrain the corners of his mouth from rising. He cupped his hands excitedly and replied respectfully.
Li Tongya smiled and shook his head, tested the remaining people one by one, and said loudly:
"The rest of us have no chance. Please stay here while the rest go back to the village."
The crowd below was commotion for a while, with voices of regret one after another. After a cup of tea, everyone left the village in different directions. Li Yesheng, who was beside Li Tongya, stood up and said:
"Three bosses, please follow me to Lieutenant General Li's Courtyard to reconcile the land deeds and accounts."
Chen Erniu and three others naturally responded and followed Li Yesheng to Li's house.
Li Tongya walked off the stage, looked at the extremely excited Ye Chengfu and the elder of the Liu clan in Jingyang Village, and said softly:
"You guys, come with me."
Ye Chengfu nodded quickly, holding his child tightly in his arms as he walked, tears streaming down his face for a while, and he only whispered:
"well."
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Ye Chengfu and Ye Qiuyang lit incense in the ancestral hall, knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, and returned to their clan names under the witness of all the Li family members.
"Clan leader!"
As the eldest direct descendant of the Li family, Li Mutian naturally sat at the head of the courtyard. The two of them served Li Mutian tea first according to the rules, then knelt down in front of him and listened respectfully.
"Qiuyang is also a descendant of my Li family. Since he possesses a spiritual acuity, he naturally wants to pass on the method."
Li Mutian took a wooden slip in his hand and said softly:
"The Qing Yuan Yang Lun Method has been given to you by your clan. You must practice hard, respect the clan and the Tao, and be harmonious to the clan. You must not reveal the secrets of the immortal magic to attract the covetousness of others."
The young man who is now Li Qiuyang bowed down and replied with firm eyes:
“Remember the patriarch’s teachings.”
"Follow Xiang Ping to the spiritual field in Jingyang Village, and practice with him on weekdays. You are not allowed to go out until you have completed the Xuanjing Wheel."
Li Mutian nodded and made arrangements.
"yes!"
Li Qiuyang stood up and took the wooden slip from his hand. After all, he was still a child of eight or nine years old. He turned around and cried a little, choking with sobs and said to his father Li Chengfu:
"Father, that child went to practice with his master."
"Okay, okay! You don't have to worry about things at home. Dad will carry clothes and utensils to the Jingyang courtyard tomorrow to deliver them to you. You practice well, you practice well..."
Li Chengfu nodded repeatedly and gave instructions with red eyes.
"Come, Qiuyang."
Li Xiangping smiled softly, took Li Qiuyang's little hand, nodded to his father Li Mutian, and went out.
"Chengfu, you also go and clean up. In a few days, we will move our family to the back of the village."
Li Mutian coughed and frowned.
Li Chengfu responded repeatedly, looked at the faces of the two people, and left quickly.
Seeing Li Chengfu walking away in a hurry, Li Mutian said in a deep voice:
"You take the girl from the Liu family first and teach her in the small courtyard of Lijing. If that day becomes a mysterious scene, there is no need to teach her magic."
"Father is easy to arrange. The Liu family's Jingyang village will arrange for the Li family to watch, and the Liu family's immortal cultivators will be transferred to Lijing to watch, so as to prevent them from getting bigger."
Li Tongya opened his mouth in amazement and said with admiration.
"It's still early."
Li Mutian squinted his eyes, took a sip of tea, and continued:
"These children don't have the help of a fortune teller, and they don't have any qualifications or elixirs for cultivating immortals. How can it take a year to cultivate Xuanjing?"
"More than that!"
Li Tongya shook his head and explained:
"I have read the Qingyuan Wheel-raising Technique. I am afraid that the magic power gained through cultivation is frivolous and weak, and there are also a lot of burdens in the operation of the magic power. It will take more than three years to refine the Xuanjing."
"That's it. Since the Qingyuan Wheel-raising Technique is not as effective as it is and its speed is not as good, there is no need to be prepared for anything, but just be cautious in everything."
"Father is right."
Li Tongya nodded and gently put down the tea in his hand. Seeing Li Mutian looking into the distance as if in a trance, he smiled bitterly and resigned.
Li Mutian sat quietly on a high seat in the courtyard alone, and sighed softly after a long while.
"It's not vicious enough..."
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Xu Wenshan has been in charge of Lidaokou for more than four months. Several workers have been arranged to take over, and all the villagers have been treated submissively.
Xu Wenshan had a background in managing fleets, so it was no big deal for him to manage a small village. Li Daokou had a mixed surname. Although the situation was complicated, it lacked the constraints of big families. It took Xu Wenshan just one month to manage the village.
Everything is under control.
But during this free time, Xu Wenshan was thinking about how he could make a contribution in front of his master's family so that he could outshine Chen Erniu. Xu Wenshan was really underestimating him just sitting in this village collecting rent and settling accounts.
Turning over the map in his hand out of boredom, Xu Wenshan was lost in thought.
Speaking of Chen Erniu, there was constant friction between the two villages over the division of fields and water sources. Xu Wenshan was naturally happy to have a fight with him, but now the people in Lidaokou Village talk about Chen Erniu's Lichuankou.
They all gnashed their teeth and wished they could punch him.
"If we have enemies, we can stay close to me, Xu Wenshan!" He thought proudly.
Furthermore, when Xu Wenshan was managing the caravan, he never liked the people below him to be too friendly and always wanted to provoke some conflicts.
Xu Wenshan didn't believe that the Li family had no spies in these villages. Xu Wenshan would certainly fight with Chen Erniu to make his master happy.
"I've already beaten Chen Erniu too much."
He muttered to himself, and his mind returned to the map in front of him. Looking at the crooked Guli Road on the map, his heart suddenly moved.
"Why don't I go back to my old profession?"
He patted his thigh and thought in surprise:
"The villages are trapped in this Guli Road, and goods are not allowed to circulate. Every household cultivates fields and weaves clothes, and is self-sufficient. I, Xu Wenshan, have worked on that road for more than 20 years, but I can't do it on this road?"
"My master has cultivated the immortal way, so these mortal goods are no longer needed. It is better to open up the mountain road and sell all these grains and silk fabrics. Maybe they can be exchanged for some jade and spiritual objects. This will be of some use."
Thinking of this, Xu Wenshan couldn't sit still anymore, so he called a few guys who had escaped together. When he told the story, they all high-fived and applauded.
"I'll go find the owner and discuss it in detail!"