Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 75: Preaching Forest

The weather is getting warmer.

The sun is getting brighter.

Lu Tong took Tang Zhi and his daughter into the sermon forest together.

A cool breeze blew from the bamboo forest.

Tang Zhi folded up his tight-fitting jacket.

"Is it cold?"

Lu Tong took out a robe and handed it over.

Tang Zhi glanced at his daughter, lowered his head, took it, and put it on his body.

Tang Zhi’s daughter gritted her teeth, let go of Tang Zhi, and strode forward.

A clearing.

There are stone tables and stone chairs in the center.

A chessboard is carved on the stone table.

After years of rain and wind, the chessboard has been damaged and has pits on it.

Tang Zhi said: "I was waiting here yesterday. Do you need other chessboards?"

Lu Tong reached out and touched under the chessboard, shook his head and said: "This is it."

Play chess from above, and make moves from below.

The chessboard is covered with various sword marks and fingerprints.

This was left behind by a few aggressive monks who played chess with black hands.

Lu Tong looked around, a little suspicious that all the monks had moved away.

"Let's go and see the three monks yesterday."

"Okay."

The preaching forest occupies a large area.

And because bamboo roots spread easily, the area is getting larger and larger.

Now there are low mountains and small lakes.

At the foot of a short mountain, a two-story wooden building is built against the mountain.

The lower door is open.

Four children of different sizes are studying and practicing inside.

On the podium, an old monk with a white beard was drinking tea.

Lu Tong took the two of them over.

Tang Zhi took a step forward and introduced: "Ren Xianchang, this is me, my home..."

"Lu Tong."

Old monk Ren did not ask for help, he raised his hands and said: "Ren Huai, I have met fellow Taoist Lu. Please come upstairs."

Second floor.

Lu Tong and Ren Huai sat opposite each other.

Tang Zhi stood beside him with his daughter.

Lu Tong got straight to the point and said directly: "Fellow Taoist Ren, I want to find a spiritual master for this girl."

Ren Huai turned his head and took a look, nodded slightly and said, "I met their mother and daughter yesterday. Song Wan knows the words and the rules. I am willing to accept her."

"What kind of practice do you practice? What kind of magic are you good at?"

Ren Huai picked up the teacup and took a slow sip.

"I am dissatisfied with fellow Taoist. The exercises are just ordinary methods of refining spirit and transforming qi. The only method I am good at is the 'walking in the air' method."

Lu Tong smiled and nodded, and then asked about magic weapons, sword skills, fighting and other things.

After a while.

He stood up and said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, let's go back and discuss it."

After speaking, he took out a bag of tea and handed it over.

"The gold leaves in the south are not considered treasures, but they are still rare."

Ren Huai's eyes lit up, he took it and smelled it, and said: "Tea trees that are more than a century old have the smell of gold from Jinchi Lake."

"Fellow Taoist, have you been to Jinchi Lake?"

"I passed by once when I was young."

"Awesome!"

Lu Tong was very surprised.

Actually, he was a little underestimated of Ren Huai.

The mana is loose and the hands and feet are loose.

He can crush this kind of monk to death with just one blow.

However, I didn’t expect that although this guy’s methods were sparse, he had a lot of knowledge.

The golden leaves were dug out by the demon bird from Jinchi Lake.

Jinchi Lake is located nearly ten thousand miles south of Yunying City. There are many wild monsters, dangerous mountains, monster cities, and ghost fog along the way.

A knowledgeable master is more important than a powerful master.

Leave the wooden building.

As Tang Zhi led the way, he couldn't wait to ask: "How is it?"

"Ordinary."

Tang Zhi hesitated for a moment and then said: "Yesterday, Immortal Ren said that he would collect twelve taels of offerings a month."

"Not much."

Teaching literacy can earn you one tael of silver per month.

Here, you can learn exercises and spells with ten taels of silver. If you are valued by the master, you will have the opportunity to inherit the mantle in the future.

Not much.

Another cup of tea.

I saw a large group of children sitting in the forest from a distance, holding slender bamboo branches.

Front.

A female cultivator in white and a male cultivator in white were holding long swords to attack each other.

Muttering words:

"Youwei secret, You Xuancaizhen;"

"It is difficult to communicate with others, it is wonderful and divine;"

"..."

Lu Tong stopped and frowned: "The other one is them?"

"Yes, they are the descendants of the Spirit Sword Sect and are very good at swordsmanship."

"Let's go."

Lu Tong turned around and left.

Tang Zhi pulled his daughter and caught up quickly, asking: "Are these two liars?"

"No."

Liars don’t count.

It's just talking about words and dictionaries to a group of children.

Not a good master.

Looking at the moves, they are more than agile and graceful, but they lack some fierce murderous intent.

Lu Tong glanced down at Song Wan and explained: "This method was learned by 'rich people' and is not suitable for Song Wan."

Many monks specialize in spells, talismans, etc., and rarely have to face life-and-death battles. They only learn swordsmanship to strengthen their bodies.

Song Wan doesn’t have this kind of capital.

"Where's next?"

"Inside, behind the purple bamboo forest."

We walked for a while.

Many idle monks along the road opened an open space in the bamboo forest and spent their days practicing for their own entertainment.

A purple bamboo forest.

There is a small road in the forest, with a piece of bamboo strips hanging in the middle of the road blocking the road.

The bamboo branches on the bamboo strips are interspersed with each other and not together.

Tang Zhi said: "This is a riddle. Naughty used to play with her father a lot. After seeing it that day, she played all the way inside."

Lu Tong looked at it for a while, frowned and said, "How to play?"

"Pull one out and scatter it and it will be solved."

Lu Tong smoked one casually.

The bamboo strips shook and continued to wander in mid-air.

"Boring."

He muttered, pushed aside the bamboo strips, and walked inside.

Tang Zhi showed a rare smile and followed him.

Through the purple bamboo forest, the path ahead is cut off and a small pool appears.

There are several thick bamboo poles scattered across the pool.

Leading to the bamboo house on the other side.

Lu Tong frowned and said, "Is this also a puzzle?"

Tangzhi hasn't spoken yet. ~IndoMTL.com~ A hoarse female voice came from the other side.

"This is the formation."

A middle-aged female cultivator wearing coarse cloth came out of the bamboo house.

Lu Tong cupped his hands and said: "Yunying City, Lu Tong."

The female cultivator looked at her for a while and then said, "Dajiao City, Lu family, Lu Sihua."

Lu Tong's heart skipped a beat.

Anyone who can be called a family must have at least one Golden Elixir cultivator.

In addition, you must have a relationship with the sect.

In this way, it can be reproduced from generation to generation and the family's reputation can be spread.

Lu Tong asked: "Fellow Daoist Lu wants to accept Song Wan as his disciple?"

"Accepting a disciple? Taoist friend has misunderstood. She is quite proficient in arithmetic and is barely qualified to attend under my sect."

The woman is not very good-looking.

There was an air of arrogance that could not be hidden when he spoke.

Lu Tong frowned and said, "What about the Nine Hole Sword Sect?"

"My Lu family has an elder who practices in the Nine Kong Sword Sect. When I think she is ready, I will naturally send her there."

Lu Tong shook his head slightly.

Practice with this woman, life or death depends entirely on her preference, it is simply a gamble.

Lu Tong turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly his heart moved and he asked: "Did fellow Taoist plant this piece of purple bamboo?"

"Yes!"

"I must have been here for a long time. Fellow Taoist Lu, have you ever heard that there is a group of monks who get together here every day to play chess and discuss Taoism."

Lu Sihua frowned.

Lu Tong continued: "They were here hundreds of years ago, and they used to play chess on that side of the chessboard."

Lu Sihua snorted and said mockingly: "Another one tricked by Old Man Wei! Disturbing our purity every day!"