Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 291 Lyrics (Thanks to Duochuiyidianfeng for the reward!)

He went on a long journey at the end of the year. Not only did Senior Sister Xie not ask about him, even Zhao Dazui (Wu), who raised these children, was very dissatisfied.

Wei Xi used his own cultivation as an excuse and turned back to Changzuilou to report to Xian Hua.

Xian Hua came out of the workshop with dull eyes and was surrounded by a strong fishy smell, which made Wei Xi feel slightly uncomfortable in his stomach.

"If you want to go, go ahead." Xian Hua was too preoccupied with the unfinished materials to care about Wei Xi. "What future can you achieve by staying in the sect all day? I've never heard of cultivators celebrating the New Year! If this continues, the Qingcheng Sect will no longer look like an immortal sect!"

Xian Hua is a senior with high cultivation and extraordinary status. Those who spent the New Year with him are gone, so naturally he doesn't miss the New Year.

Wei Xi was on Senior Sister Xie's side in his heart, so he didn't respond at this moment and stood aside with his head down.

"The Ma Liu shark is still cooking in the pot. I won't keep you any longer!" Xian Hua threw a Qiankun bag to Wei Xi, "I'll give you a small subsidy in advance. Spend it sparingly! Earn some money and come back to look like a decent person!"

"Don't fall behind in your studies. You've only just begun this journey of weapon refining!"

After saying that, without waiting for Wei Xi's answer, Xian Hua with messy hair hurriedly rushed back upstairs, leaving his prospective apprentice standing there in a daze, holding the Qiankun bag.

Back in the house, Qin Feng was busy packing his luggage. Next to him was Lian Gou Xie, who was hugging a glass mirror, crying and laughing at the same time.

Wei Xi sat at the table, opening the Qiankun bag and taking inventory of his supplies. This Qiankun bag was clearly high-end, its emerald green fabric covered by a layer of netting that enclosed the bag. Wei Xi twisted it between his fingers and concluded that the netting might be some kind of spider silk, a tough, highly ductile material.

With this decoration, the small Qiankun bag looks like a sachet half the size of a palm. After dripping blood to recognize its owner, it shrinks into a thumb-sized green pendant, which looks very beautiful with gold filigree.

It was so advanced, Wei Xi was amazed. The two Qiankun bags in his hands - one was given by Qin Feng, and the other was "compensation" given by Zhenhai Sect - could only maintain the form of pendants.

Is this the renowned weapon refiner? He even dabbles in the advanced realm of space!

The surprise was yet to come. When Wei Xi opened it, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: Wow! Elder Xian Hua is so generous!

Five hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones were neatly stacked in a box, along with a small box of silver, some in small and some in whole, which looked to hold six hundred taels. Along the wall stood a row of Chinese medicine cabinets, each containing spiritual medicines and materials of various properties. The floor was ingeniously divided into grids, with various metals and stones stored in different storage compartments according to their properties...

Ten book baskets were placed in the most conspicuous place of the Qiankun bag. Wei Xi opened it and saw that they were indeed all homework to be done. There was also a box of pills pressed on the books.

"What a beautiful Qiankun bag!" Qin Feng, who came over to pour tea, exclaimed, "Did Elder Xian Hua give it to you?"

"Hmm," the suddenly wealthy Wei Xi was still in shock, "...this is too generous!"

Qin Feng peered inside the bag and vaguely saw the spirit stone box. He was filled with admiration, "Look! The immortal master of Fengdao has a very rich family!"

If it was just money, it would be fine, but it was obvious that Xian Hua had put a lot of thought into it: Take those spiritual medicines for example, there were some expensive ones but not many, and many were of high quality and commonly used by weapon refiners;

Even more valuable were the Chinese medicine cabinets. Wei Xi identified the wood as Anxi wood, which could lock spiritual energy. It was engraved with smooth and complex formations, making it waterproof, fireproof, and theft-proof. It was obvious that they were made by a famous artist.

Seeing these, Wei Xi felt more confident: after giving so many good things, if Elder Xian Hua still didn't want to accept her as a disciple, she would wash her hair while standing upside down!

The gift I gave was not enough. I can never repay Elder Xian Hua’s kindness. I can never repay him!

Wei Xi had higher expectations for the piece of wood in Jiuai Mountain.

By this point, Wei Xi had forgotten Xian Hua's advice to "spend sparingly," and naively believed he had escaped poverty. He gathered his resources, three Qiankun bags in total: the smallest contained rations, water, a few common weapons, and tools like a grappling hook; the "compensation," a room-sized space filled with puppets and Wei Xi's own refining materials; and the third, Xian Hua's subsidy for his prospective apprentice.

Of the money the Spiritual Medicine Garden had earned over the past two years, apart from paying Chen Shuangli and reinvesting it, Wei Xi had given half of the remaining 6,000 high-grade spirit stones to the sect. Now, she had brought a few spiritual herbs to Zhao Dazui and asked him to take care of the Rat Catcher General.

"Alas, you and Qin Feng are the most troublesome," Zhao Dazui, his eyes fixed on the spiritual medicine, waved his hand, "Go ahead! I will take care of your cat!"

The three of them left in a hurry, and the situation in Lian Gouwei stabilized after they left Qingzhou. They changed faces about once an hour, and the difference in appearance between each face became bigger and bigger. Sometimes, there was even an old woman's face followed by a handsome man's face.

In order not to scare others, the three of them started to travel by water after leaving Youzhou. It was freezing cold, so Wei Xi rented a sled from the Cao Gang and went south along the frozen river. It was already mid-February when they arrived in Suzhou, and the ice could no longer support the sled.

After more than fifty days of cold wind, even a strong man could not bear it. After returning the sled, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and planned to rest in Sucheng.

Qin Feng took Wei Xi to the jewelry store: on her birthday, Wei Xi gave her a set of ruby head ornaments, and Lian Gou Xie gave her two pieces of purple dusk cloud gauze.

Now that he had arrived in the bustling Sucheng, Qin Feng naturally wanted to buy some clothes and jewelry to match his outfit.

Lian Gouqie put on a face that looked like a fathead fish and said sullenly, "I'm exhausted. You guys go ahead!"

"This is only temporary." Before Qin Feng could finish comforting him, he saw Lian Gou's eyebrows become sharp and his eyes became bright. He pushed the mirror forward and said, "You can't look like this!"

Lian Gouyue glanced at the mirror and immediately changed his tone, "I think a cultivator as beautiful as Qin Feng should buy more gorgeous clothes and robes, otherwise her beauty will be buried!"

Wei Xi was speechless. For the first time, he felt that bringing these two guys out would only cause trouble for himself.

They had to go to the jewelry shop. Qin Feng and Lian Gouqie were coaxed into a tizzy by the shop assistants. Wei Xi sat on the side drinking tea, silently reciting the fire-lighting technique in his mind.

It's funny to say that Wei Xi wants to be a weapon refiner, but now he can't even light the fire, and the ordinary furnaces he uses for practice break down one after another.

Fortunately, Wei Xi was quite patient. He had memorized the formulas by heart and was very familiar with the frying process.

I don’t know what happened today, but Wei Xi’s heart couldn’t calm down. She drank several cups of tea but couldn’t suppress her anger.

Wei Xi put down his teacup and wanted to get up and move around, when he saw an old blind man at the door of the shop across the street. He was singing a tuneless song and shaking his head like a mad bull.

Wei Xi concentrated his attention and finally heard clearly what the old blind man was singing: "In brocade clothes and jade belt, he was indeed a handsome young man; with cloud-like hair and beautiful face, how could he die so gracefully!"

It's hard for this old blind man, at his age, to sing so sadly and movingly with such a strained voice.

Who would have thought that the next sentence would suddenly become poignant, "Sigh, sigh, sigh! Nine passes cannot stop the evil in people's hearts! Flee, flee, flee! Can a beautiful jade with a beautiful heart withstand the trials of the world?"

Wei Xiteng stood up suddenly: This old blind man is singing about Jiuai Mountain!
　I am guilty of not being able to update on time! I am guilty of not having any drafts saved!

　　Equipment refiners are made by hammering out spirit stones, and Xian Hua gives them a subsidy for about half a year.

　　Part of the rubies were rewards Wei Xi received during the sect competition. She sold other things and exchanged them for the remaining rubies, and asked a craftsman to make a set of jewelry for her. I won’t mention this in the main text.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)