Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 296 Tao Bin Tribe
The tribal guard raised his eyes and saw three young men in Taoist robes standing in front of him.

The hand holding the knife relaxed slightly, and the guard scolded: "Where did you come from? You are making trouble here!"

"Baotou" is a curse word used by Nanjiang people to refer to people as "cheap bones", "abandoned by God", "outsider"... In short, it is not a nice word.

This person spoke very stiffly, probably because he didn't usually interact with outsiders. Fortunately, the basic framework of Nanjiang dialect is the same as Ju State Mandarin, so communication is not too jargon-like.

"How can you talk like that? We are monks!"

The guard sneered, "I don't care what kind of cultivator you are! Nanjiang is the territory of the gods! Why don't you get out of here, you bastards!"

"Young man," Wei Xi said sincerely, stepping forward with a friendly face, "We are cultivators from the Huaixin Sect. We have come all the way here to carry out a mission. Please inform the elders!"

Wei Xi and the other two were still small-time cultivators, so if they randomly set up a sect, the other party wouldn't know about it.

Wei Xi even thoughtfully chose the Huaixin faction - too many lice will not itch, and the reputation of the Huaixin faction is not bad if one person contributes alone.

Otherwise, the little devil was difficult to deal with. He was like a root under the guard's feet and refused to report.

Qin Feng had been a wild man in the mountains for almost a month, and his temper was very bad. He took out his gun and pointed at the guard, saying, "Go and report this to your elders, or the King of Hell will report you!"

The guard's attitude softened instantly, "...No one will replace me..."

As Gao Han's sword edged ever closer, the guard immediately changed his tone and said, "I'll go right away!"

"Shouldn't our attitude be better?" Lian Gouyu was afraid that Qin Feng would chop him down as well, so he turned slightly to the side before asking.

"The key is to see the effect," Qin Feng said with satisfaction: "Could it be possible that he really blocks us outside?"

Soon, the guard came over with a man in blue clothes, nodding and bowing.

"Masters," the blue-clothed man, with silver ornaments dangling from his ears, said with a stern look on his face, "the children in the tribe are ignorant and have neglected the masters!"

"But the Taobin tribe is a small one. If you three want to rest, I'm afraid you won't be able to..."

"I heard that the tribes of Nanjiang are all led by highly respected elders. You are only thirty years old. How can you be our leader?"

Wei Xi's gaze shifted from the slightly festering ear hole to the other person's tense face. "Let your elders make the decision!"

"I am the elder of the Tao Bin tribe." The man in blue said calmly.

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"Elder," Lian Gouyi said immediately, "We are only staying here for one night and will not disturb the peace of your tribe."

Qin Feng displayed a golden ingot, his intention was very obvious.

"After entering Nanjiang's territory, we wandered through the mountains and encountered danger several times," Wei Xi lied again. "We finally saw some people... Now it's getting late, and we're wandering around in the woods. What if we startle some wild beast and run into the tribe?"

Looking at the bright sun, the man in blue suspected that he had heard it wrong - this is called "it is getting late".

Perhaps it was Wei Xi's shamelessness that touched the man in blue, and he finally agreed to the three people's request to stay in the tribe.

"Here... in your northern dialect, we're called 'Taobing,'" the blue-clothed man led the guest deeper into the tribe. "We believe in the generous dove god, so birds are not to be killed."

"During your stay, please... follow our customs. Also, the two female cultivators are not allowed to go near the water. If you offend the spirits there, you will be in great trouble..."

This place was called a tribe, but in Wei Xi's eyes it looked more like a village. However, many of the bamboo buildings were dilapidated, and the remaining ones showed signs of repair.

This was strange. I'd seen how fast bamboo grew in Nanjiang Weixi before, even finding a species that could reach nearly thirty feet in half an hour. Given such cheap, readily available materials, the bamboo buildings here were so shabby and dilapidated. It was truly puzzling.

"Fellow Daoist," the blue-clothed man's voice brought Wei Xi out of his reverie. "...Do you remember this?" "No hunting of birds, no going near water, no walking around at night, and no lighting fires outdoors," Wei Xi spoke rapidly. "The bamboo house is damp and needs insect repellent. Elder, is there anything else you would like to add?"

"Nothing... I'm not very old, you can call me Uncle Nian!"

"You don't seem very old," Wei Xi said with a friendly smile, "I apologize for being a little offensive just now."

"No problem," your uncle continued angrily, "The Ju Kingdom has been encroaching on Nanjiang for years. Although Jiuai Mountain is in the heart of Nanjiang, it can't stop the young people from escaping... These traitorous dam heads..."

"Especially for a small tribe like ours. After several epidemics, the population is dwindling. I'm a Foundation Establishment cultivator. I took over the tribe after returning from my travels... Unfortunately, the tribe's vitality has been severely damaged... Alas..."

"They say Nanjiang is full of cultivators. No wonder," Qin Feng took over the conversation, "you just called us fellow Taoists."

Uncle Nian waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "We are all independent cultivators who are not worthy of being on the stage. We are over thirty years old and still cultivators in the foundation-building stage. We can't compare to you who rely on the resources of the sect and have a high level of cultivation at a young age..."

This was said in a sarcastic tone, but fortunately Wei Xi was "broad-minded" and did not take it to heart.

"I wonder what the three young Taoist friends are doing in Nanjiang?"

"A sect mission," Lian Gouqie replied according to the previously agreed-upon instructions, "Let's go to Jiuai Mountain to find some spirit beasts."

Qin Feng wrinkled his nose, with a spoiled expression, "If it weren't for the test, who would come here to suffer? I've never seen a mosquito as big as my palm!"

"Hahaha," laughed your uncle, who had led the group to a bamboo building. "It's a shame for you, my fellow Daoists, to have come all this way here. The mosquitoes in Nanjiang are not as bad as those in the northern border. They bite really hard and fiercely. You must spread the medicine powder carefully before you rest tonight so you can get a good night's sleep."

"Uncle Nen," Wei Xi took the powder bag, "We have been in Jiuai Mountain for more than half a month, and we have not yet seen the nine passes that are rumored."

"The nine passes of Jiuai Mountain are the abodes of the gods. Ever since the gods fell asleep, the passes have been hidden and cannot be seen by anyone but devout believers. Since you fellow Taoists are not believers in the gods, you naturally cannot see the miracles."

Uncle Nian didn't want to say much, the silver jewelry beside his ear dangling non-stop, "Everyone, go to bed early, and remember not to break any taboos."

After saying that, he left without waiting for Wei Xi to ask any more questions.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Qin Feng muttered, "We can't see it, so how can he see it? If he can see it, why doesn't he move to the pass? The God Residence won't let him? That's too stingy!"

Wei Xi was observing the bamboo building: it looked no different from other bamboo buildings in the tribe, except that it was more dilapidated, with a few strings of pendants hanging on the windows.

"Why does this place feel so eerie?" Lian Goujie whispered, "I always feel like someone is watching me..."

Wei Xi gestured to the remaining two to look around: there were two men carrying firewood, and people standing behind the windows of several nearby bamboo houses, all looking at Wei Xi and the other two.

"Are they spying on us?" Qin Feng's fingers turned pale as he pressed on the handle of Gao Han's knife. "What's going on with this tribe?"

"We're here to gather information," Wei Xi said solemnly, "Let them look at it however they want. Let's go into the bamboo building first!"

The bamboo house that your uncle allocated to the three of them was really dilapidated: there were mold spots in several places, and some unknown mushrooms were growing in the corners of the wall. They were a strange red in color, with white fluff on the top.

There was a brazier in the room, so Wei Xi and the other two could at least make a fire.

As for the packet of medicine powder given by your uncle, Wei Xi did not spread it around out of caution.

After reciting several cleaning techniques, the house was finally habitable.

But these are just superficial efforts. It is impossible to rest. Wei Xi is going to visit Tao Bingbu tonight.

　I wrote a lot, but then I thought it didn't make sense, so I deleted it and rewrote it. I feel like reading economics has made my brain go crazy...

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(End of this chapter)