The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 20: Master of Alchemy, Crazy Manor Owner (Seeking Follow-up Reading)
The Qi of immortality is like a trickle of water.

The alien species' internal force is indeed useful, and it is almost harmless. The spiritual silkworm can easily devour it, Liang Yue thought to himself.

At least this time I saved myself several years of hard work.

As for the Immortal Dew Lamp, there is nothing much to say. The advantage is that there is no need to add lamp oil, and the lamp will not go out until the person dies. In addition, the golden flame is more powerful and the temperature is higher, and the speed of alchemy is increased by 30%.

……

backyard.

Liang Yue walked here wearing only a single layer of clothing.
"Hehe, little Golden Crow, come and give it to me!" The little girl with pigtails giggled and threw the ball far away.

The Golden Crow on the treetop showed a helpless expression, flew out, and flew back to Liu Jue like a puppy holding a ball.

"Come again!"

One person and one bird, having a lot of fun.

There is a small building beside the pond. Shiquanzi burns firewood and cooks wine. From time to time, he points out where the little girl should go, like an old man with nothing to do.

"There are too few people. I plan to recruit a few more guards, not many, about three or four." Liang Yue sat down and took the wine glass poured by Shi Quanzi.

"We can have more maids, and we shouldn't recruit refugees or orphans as our followers."

"I know. I'll let Bao Qian arrange it."

Needless to say, refugees are more loyal. Some people think that orphans are more loyal, but that is not the case.

The biggest disadvantage of orphans is that they have no one to rely on and no soft spot. They may not be firm when faced with difficulties.

Unless they are the orphans of soldiers who died in battle, they need to be nurtured with all their efforts.

The best candidate is someone who comes from a poor family, has elderly mothers and fathers, and is in urgent need of making a living. If he is filial and honest, he is the best candidate.

For example, Liang Yue sent 10,000 strings of cash to Jiankang. The former is more risky, while the latter is less risky.

Of course, nothing is absolute, but from a realistic perspective, it is true.

"The Chenglu Lamp is the most precious treasure of the Eight Animals Sect. Is there anyone left in the Eight Animals Sect now?" Liang Yue asked while drinking warm wine.

Shi Quanzi has been in seclusion for many years, so there should be no new Eight Animals Internal Force appearing.

"The older generation... Xu Mi is dead, Bao Liang is in seclusion, Ge Hong should still be alive, and the others may also be in seclusion."

"Ge Hong and Bao Liang?" Liang Yue raised his eyebrows when he heard the familiar names. "If I take out the Dew-Receiving Lamp, can I command them?"

"They will most likely ignore you. The Eight Animals Sect worships Zhuangzi, and they believe in tranquility and inaction. They have long since parted ways with the Rice Thief."

"At least there is some incense." Liang Yue picked up the wine pot and poured a glass for the old man.

No one knows where Ge Hong is making elixirs now. This master of alchemy must have many ancient elixir recipes.

Central Plains.

"kill!"

The battlefield is desolate and bleak with swords and spears.

The spearmen formed a formation and charged forward, and the fierce generals used their spears to kill the enemy generals. In less than a moment, the enemy army was completely wiped out.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Liu Chong took off his heavy mask, his face filled with excitement.

This place can be settled.

Since the victory at the Battle of Feishui, Beifu County has successively recovered lost territories. With one move, the Northern Expedition is about to succeed.

When Lin Jian returned to the military tent, he looked much more haggard.

"Brother, my third brother has brought some medicine again, and a letter."

"Great."

The Qingliu Dan helped him a lot. Liu Chong opened the letter and there was only one line of words on it: A gentleman hides his ability and waits for the right time to act.

"What do you mean, third brother?" Liu Chong was puzzled.

Lin Jian thought for a moment and said, "It should be said that now is not the time to make achievements. Let us not show off and keep a low profile."

"This……"

Isn't it time? This is a great time for the Northern Army to be full of vitality.

However, the third brother's words always make sense. After that, Liu Chong kept a low profile and did not compete for credit with others. Instead, he concentrated on managing the troops in the rear and became a second-line officer of the Northern Palace Army.

……

The spring breeze is cool and refreshing, and the weather is good. It is a beautiful season.

One after another, the baggage carts were rolling on the muddy official road. Judging from the way they were pulled by two horses, this group of people must be high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

When the grass in the wild had grown tall, everyone got off the carriage and climbed the mountain on foot.

This group of people wore white silk scarves, loose clothes, and crane fur coats. They had similar styles and were accompanied by servants when they went out.

The old man in the lead was so thin that his bones were just skin and bones. He looked weak, but his eyes were cold and sharp.

When Xie Anshi looked at the mountains, all he saw was his past self. That year he lived in seclusion in Dongshan, and then he resumed his post. From then on, he worked day and night to establish his hegemony in Jiangzuo.

It was not until he handed over power and returned home in his old age that he indulged himself in mountains and rivers, and wrote poems and essays.

The nobles and dignitaries included the children of the Xie family, the heads of other powerful families, young people, etc., all of whom followed him, and most of them dressed in the style of Xie Anshi.

Not far away, there is a magnificent manor with abundant grain and fruits. It is a rare sight in this chaotic world with barren fields everywhere.

"Qingzhi, who is this family?"

"Uncle, the Liuzhuang I told you about, the Qingliu Pill you took was made by this person." Xie Qingzhi supported the old man.

"Oh, it turns out to be a Taoist priest." Xie Anshi remembered that he should have died some time ago, but the Qingliu Dan that Xie Qingzhi had asked for brought him back to life.

Lu Qianzhi, who was playing a marginal role at the side, spoke at the right time and said, "The owner of the manor is Liang Yue, a student from Taihu. He once recruited volunteers to quell the rebellion of rice thieves."

Since his son died, Lu Qianzhi has not been so interested in personal advancement.

Now that he had the opportunity to repay Liang Yue, he took the initiative to speak well of Liang Yue.

If Liang Yue had been recommended by Xie Anshi, he would have risen rapidly in the officialdom.

"Xie Qingzhi, please come over for an outing."

In the crowd, Ma Junwen, the eldest son of the Ma family, looked anxious. He understood Liang Yue's talent. This time, his family had built a stage for him. Was it going to be snatched away by this guy?
Soon, Liuzhuang received a visiting card and a carriage stopped at the door.

"I want to meet this person." Liang Yue said.

"I will go too, to see what this fellow who succeeded in the Northern Expedition looks like."

"You may go if you please."

Shi Quanzi stood up with his cane, and was somewhat speechless after hearing this. He said, "Can you please not use the tone that caters to terminally ill patients? Am I that incapable? I'm going to die, so why should I be afraid?"

"..., Liu Jue, come out! Bao Qian, bring the grill, charcoal, mutton, and sauce."

Take the old ones with you, and take the others with you as well.

Anyway, they did it first. After all, calling someone in the middle of a party is a bit offensive.

"Here I come!" The little girl threw herself into Liang Yue's arms.

One old, one young, one strong, and one young.

Strange combination to bring on board the carriage.

At this time, Xie Anshi and his companions had already arrived at Dongshan, where the floor was covered with brocade and there were fine wine and delicious food.

There was endless talking and drinking.

Informal, free and easy.

The seemingly full sense of relaxation is mostly a deliberate relaxation of the performance character.

At this time, a noisy sound was heard and a crow was circling in the air.

There were also girls laughing, old people coughing, and the clinking of pots and pans, the sounds drowned out the elegant piano music, giving a feeling of burning the piano and cooking the crane.

It was Liang Yue who came with his family.

Lu Qianzhi covered his forehead and thought to himself that this was not good. This was too rude.

"Student Liang Yue, greetings to the Grand Tutor." Liang Yue was neither humble nor arrogant. Bao Qian put down the iron rack and two packages with a clang. This guy also took the Five Stones Pill, and his internal strength improved a little, and he was not even out of breath.

Someone couldn't help but yelled, "Liang Yue, the Grand Tutor only invited you. How can you bring your family along for a mountaineering gathering? Aren't you afraid of offending the Grand Tutor?"

Liang Yue smiled and said, "Did the Grand Master say that I can't bring it? If you don't have any desires, you will be strong. I just want to have fun, so why should I be so cautious?"

"But you, have you memorized the poem in advance? Otherwise, how can you please the Master?"

Xie Anshi was stunned for a moment, then he laughed out loud towards the sky.

"Haha, what a madman."

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)