Chapter 6 One hundred thousand thoughts and one hundred thousand people
With Patriarch Lu's background and methods, if he wanted to find people to try his methods, he could just grab a lot of them at random, so why would he have to find the dying baby from back then? When Su Jing thought about it, the only explanation was because of his amazing talent.
, Gengu was so surprising that he was noticed by his benefactor.
"Your qualifications? In terms of cultivation skills, they are not worth mentioning. Even the disciples who are not ordinary cultivators are better than you." Lu Yajiu was not polite and poured cold water on his head.
Su Jing quit and defended: "That's not true. Ever since I was a child, many masters have said that I have outstanding talents, and there have been several cultivators who wanted to take me as a disciple and take me to practice."
Lu Yajiu still asked and shook his head: "You are quite clever and smart. It's not surprising that you are favored by scholars. This has nothing to do with me; but those who practice martial arts and Taoism think you have good bones... Don't forget that you were dying when you were young.
, I took action to save you."
Back then, Lu Yajiu used his true energy cultivation to help little Su Jing repair his physical injuries. Naturally, some of the true energy was left on the baby's body. As a result, the mediocre people in the spiritual world mistakenly thought that the child had condensed innate spiritual energy.
It was simply a big mistake.
As for the martial arts masters who like Su Jing, the reason is even simpler. The baby who has been treated by Lu Yajiu is of course in very good health. Although he has no talent for practicing martial arts, he is definitely suitable for martial arts training.
When Su Jing learned that he was not a genius in cultivation, he was disappointed and asked the same question again: "Then why did my benefactor choose me?"
"Do you know what I value most in my lifelong practice?" Although it was a question, Lu Yajiu didn't need Su Jing to answer and gave the answer: "It's opportunity."
"That year, I had just obtained this evil power. On my way back, I saw your grandfather and was moved by him to save you. This was opportunity. Opportunities cannot be deliberately arranged. We can only let nature take its course. That night I gave it to you.
Grandpa’s wooden bell, he asked me when he wanted you to repay his kindness, and I said it could be as long as he wanted... I asked you, why did you crush the bell when you grew so big?"
Which old man doesn’t want his grandson to die for him? Old man Su is no exception. Since the immortal said it could take any time, he kept his grandson by his side until he passed away. After that, Su Jing took matters into his own hands and became his grandfather at home.
After observing filial piety for one year, Su Jing truthfully answered Lu Ya's nine questions.
The joy on Lu Yajiu's face became even stronger: "I am afraid of the evil skills in my hands. If I don't practice them, my life will be shortened, my body will die, and my path will disappear and I will reenter the reincarnation. It is better than practicing it to cause more negative consequences."
Better, so I no longer take it seriously. I have been in seclusion for the past ten years, hoping to break through the avenue again and use righteous methods to prolong my life. I can no longer hear the sound transmission of your bell.
But a big event happened in the Lishan Sword Sect a month ago, and my disciple asked me to come out of seclusion to deal with it. It just so happened that you crushed the bell during the few days I was out of seclusion. Isn't this a chance?"
"I was facing a major event in my family. Although I used my spiritual projection to respond to you and take care of you, I didn't want to waste my mana to fly you here, so I found a black eagle to carry you. Because I summoned it in a hurry, I didn't know the black eagle's footsteps.
But it’s not always accurate... Do you know that if it takes you one day late, you will never see me again? If it can make it in time, it’s not a chance."
"There are one hundred and seventy-seven thousand six hundred and three people in the fantasy city. You are walking around at will, but you happen to meet Lao Ba when you were a child. This is a great opportunity!"
After saying this, Lu Yajiu changed the topic again and went back to the beginning: "I just said that I had given up the idea of practicing that evil skill, but this series of coincidences prove that you are me.
The 'opportunity' made me regain some confidence in that evil skill."
Needless to say about practicing martial arts, Su Jing did whatever his benefactor said, but Su Jing heard another thing from the other party's words: "You just said...I won't see you again if I'm one day late...you
Is there anything else important?"
He was afraid that Lu Yajiu would leave and leave him to master that skill on his own. Whether he practiced well or not was another matter. The key was that this skill was related to his benefactor's fate. He was afraid that no one would give him guidance and practice blindly would be delayed.
Thanks to my benefactor.
Lu Yajiu nodded: "Yes, you won't see me again until dawn, because my life span is at the end of tonight!"
Su Jing was shocked, and without even thinking about it, he hurriedly said: "As soon as it's daybreak, you just...then what's the point, just practice as soon as possible!"
Lu Yajiu laughed again and shook his head slowly: "This may be my last night. Why should I be in a hurry to practice? There is one more thing I must do well!" As he spoke, he lightly pinched a sword technique with his right hand, and a bright streak appeared.
The brilliance soared into the sky from his fingertips, penetrated the roof and went straight to the stars.
A moment later, a clear cry was heard in the air, and the sound of flapping wings was heard. The big black eagle that had sent Su Jing here came with the order, suspended in the low sky, its head and neck lowered forcefully, and its eyes were full of respect.
Lu Yajiu said to Black Eagle: "You help me send people away, and I will reward you. First, I will help you penetrate the Qi Sea and help you advance to the position of Demon Eye. Then I will write a handwritten letter for you to bring.
Go to Lishan Sword Sect, and the master will give you an edict upon hearing the letter. You can find a mountain in the area under my jurisdiction in Lishan, and become a king of the mountain from now on."
Cultivation sects each have their own sphere of influence, and sometimes they will make some obedient monsters or monsters who have made contributions to the sect as mountain kings or river lords. The local little monsters will be under their control, which can be regarded as orderly.
This black eagle just helped send someone away, and it had only flown for more than 20 days. Ancestor Lu was going to help it advance to a higher level and become the Demon King. It was definitely a profit.
But before Lu Yajiu finished speaking, he continued to say to Black Eagle: "Or, I can teach you a set of skills, but from now on, you must serve Su Qiangqiang as your master, no matter he wants you to guard the cave and resist powerful enemies.
, or I have to cook you, make soup and eat meat, you are not allowed to disobey. Choose one of the two and answer quickly."
Of the two options, at first glance, the latter one is far less good than the first one, but this Black Eagle is also somewhat clever. He secretly thinks that after practicing for hundreds of years, his progress has been getting slower and slower. In the past ten years, he might as well just
It has stagnated. Even if Ancestor Lu is willing to help me push myself to a higher level, what about the future? There is no way to improve it. After all, there is no way out. Find a mountain top and become a demon king, and live happily for hundreds of years. In the end
Or ashes to ashes to dust.
With the latter option, you can get a book of exercises. A spirit like Black Eagle who was cultivated from the wilderness has no sect, no sect, and no master. The biggest difficulty in practicing is that there is no guidance. You have to explore on your own.
Good skills are what they dream of. With Patriarch Lu's style, the reward will naturally be the best among the best. From now on, it can follow the diagram and practice step by step. This is the right way to become an immortal.
As for committing himself to being a slave, Black Eagle not only was not ashamed, but felt that this young ancestor would definitely become an important figure in the Lishan Sect in the future, with an unlimited future, so he made him a domestic slave. Compared with the Lishan Sword Sect assigning him
The demon king who goes down will be more majestic and more affordable.
What's more, when he met the enemy halfway, Su Jing had sacrificed his life to cover Black Eagle's escape. Black Eagle was grateful to the young man. Without any hesitation, he respectfully whispered to Patriarch Lu twice, indicating that he would choose the second option.
Lu Yajiu raised his hand and threw out a jade bracelet that recorded the martial arts. The big eagle opened its mouth and gently took it in, but did not fly away and turned to look at Su Jing.
Previously, the ancestor used the token to subdue Liuliang, and it could clearly see it in the sky. Now it is waiting for Su Jing to take out the token so that he can complete the recognition of his master.
Su Jing did not take out the token, raised his head and said to Black Eagle: "That token is used to deal with half-hearted people. Brother Hei is not among them. Since you have promised the ancestor, I can trust you."
As soon as these words came out, Heiying was quite moved, while Lu Yajiu smiled and didn't say much, but looked at Su Jing with more color in his eyes.
Lu Yajiu looked relaxed, stretched his waist for a long time, and said with a smile: "We don't owe each other. I don't owe this world, and the world doesn't let me down. It's good. I feel relaxed."
You will die at dawn, and there is one thing you need to take care of before you die...it is such a trivial matter.
After waving Fei Ying away, Lu Yajiu still asked Su Jing: "If there is anything you still don't understand, please ask."
Su Jing could probably see now that Lu Yajiu could be so reliable, so he had already made proper arrangements. The immortal family's methods and plans really didn't need to be bothered by ordinary teenagers, so Su Jing stopped urging him and took the initiative.
Interested in the matter, he asked: "There are two other things. One is that I don't understand why my benefactor told grandpa that I must keep sharpening my sword; the other is that the city just now is very weird."
"We'll talk about sharpening the knife later. There's no need to rush to ask questions now. As for the phantom city... In the past ten years, I've been practicing in seclusion. Perhaps because my end is approaching, my mind can't always be too peaceful. I didn't feel at ease during practice.
I didn’t think anything, but after leaving the customs, I realized that there was an extra city around me.”
Su Jing didn't quite understand what Lu Yajiu meant at first, but after the other party explained a few more words, Su Jing understood. His face was filled with sleepiness, and his eyes were filled with shock!
What Lu Yajiu was talking about was Fantasy City...Everyone in that city was someone Lu Yajiu had met. Originally they were just shadows in his mind, but because Yajiu couldn't concentrate during practice, his energy leaked out, so that he didn't know it.
During his awakening, these projections of the sea of consciousness condensed essence and turned into entities outside his body.
They are not human beings, they are just strands of condensed essence of great cultivators. Because their skin, flesh and blood are all transformed by essence, they look and feel the same as real people.
To put it bluntly, those people were simply ‘imagined’ by Patriarch Lu!
The various scenery in the city were 'imagined' by those people, but their magic power was far inferior. Therefore, from what Su Jing saw and felt, the city was just an illusion, but the people were real.
The origin of the people in the fantasy city is an idea of Lu Yajiu, and they have no real intelligence. What they do and what they say is just a moment of Lu Yajiu's memory. It's no wonder that most people can only speak one sentence.
But this is not absolute. If there is someone who can make Lu Yajiu's memory particularly deep, the deeper the shadow in the sea of consciousness, then the entity transformed in the fantasy city will live a more complex life. For example, the one who looks exactly like Lu Yajiu
The red-robed doll when I was nine years old...
There is no shortage of notebooks and novels about gods and ghosts circulating in the market. There are romantic stories about encounters between people and ghosts at night, and thrilling legends about immortal family fights. The writing is bizarre and fascinating, and Su Jing has read a lot. However, no matter how wonderfully written these novels are,
After all, it was just the conjecture of scholars. Compared with what he had seen and heard now, it was countless times inferior.
One hundred thousand people with one hundred thousand thoughts, how much energy can turn into a prosperous city!
"There are nine brothers and sisters stationed in Daolishan, but only two of the nine are real biological brothers, and they are also twins." Lu Yajiu brought up the topic again: "One of them is me, and the other's real name is Lu Jiao.
After the wedding, he ranked second to last and changed his name to Lu Jiaoba..."
Speaking of his brother, Lu Yajiu narrowed his eyes with a happy and calm expression: "That boy has amazing talent. He has nine brothers who are sworn brothers, and he has entered the country the fastest... He has never told me about his ways, but we are twins, born together.
There is a connection, so I know that the way of heaven he understands is: justice. Now you know who the little guy in red robe you met in the fantasy city is?"
The boy in black shirt Su Jing saw in the fantasy city was not Lu Yajiu, but his twin brother Lu Jiaoba.
Lu Yajiu seemed to want to say something else, but his face dimmed slightly and he sighed: "It will be dawn in another hour, it's time to leave... I don't know if I can come back."
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