Borrowing a sword

Chapter 16 I support you
Asking the Way Peak, the main hall.

After working all night, Li Chunsong flew back to report to the high-ranking members of the Taoist sect.

"There's something wrong with the technique Chu Huaixu is practicing; it's extremely strange!"

"It looks like an adaptation based on weapon crafting techniques, taking a path that combines internal and external cultivation."

"I suspect that the person who created this technique was extremely skilled in weapon crafting, and his mastery of this art was probably unparalleled. He was very likely a master weapon crafter!"

Hearing his words, everyone in the hall frowned.

Sect Master Xiang Yan asked, "Did you investigate where this cultivation technique came from?"

Li Chunsong nodded: "I've been to the library and checked the records."

"Is there a problem?" asked Elder Lu Pan.

"This cultivation technique was brought back and stored by my junior uncle a few years ago," Li Chunsong said, spreading his hands.

If members of the Taoist sect acquire cultivation techniques or spells outside the sect, they can bring them back to the sect for review and registration.

The sect has its own set of review standards, which will rate them and then issue rewards.

Of course, the warehousing review may also be rejected.

But that storyteller was, after all, a man of special status.

Will the review process be delayed for the items he brought back? Will the review process be delayed?
Xiang Yan frowned, somewhat puzzled, feeling as if hair was growing on his bald head.

"Junior Uncle specially brought back a cultivation technique for the Qi Refining stage?"

Li Chunsong shook his head and said, "No, I checked, and there were also two spells and a set of superior weapon-refining techniques put into storage at the same time."

"This 'Sword Refining Manual' was just something I brought back along with it."

"Therefore, I suspect that Junior Uncle obtained the relics of a certain master craftsman by chance during his last travels."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded slightly, which made much more sense.

Li Chunsong continued to reveal his speculation: "Of course, it's also possible that Junior Uncle killed a master weapon refiner."

This statement made more sense to everyone.

It was all just a coincidence. The cultivation technique that Junior Uncle had thrown back to the sect a few years ago was learned by the boy he had chosen to come up the mountain.

After pondering for a moment, Xiang Yan said, "Let's remove this 'Sword Refining Technique' from the cultivation manual library later."

It's too weird, and it's also quite useless, with obvious drawbacks.

It is completely incompatible with proper Taoist disciples.

Upon hearing this, Li Chunsong suddenly laughed.

"Why is Sixth Junior Brother laughing?" Xiang Yan asked, puzzled.

"Sect Master, you may not know this, but I just used my divine sense to check on him. The boy has already woken up, and he even wrote four words in the booklet where he records his insights into cultivation techniques."

Nangong Yue immediately pressed, "What word?"

Li Chunsong couldn't hold back his smile any longer, and he burst out laughing: "Peerless divine skill! Haha, hahaha!"

In an instant, the hall was filled with a joyful atmosphere. All the high-ranking members of the Daoist sect were somewhat amused and exasperated, except for the Grand Elder.

"Hmph! This young man chosen by Junior Uncle seems to have a dark heart." Elder Lu Pan sneered.

"Uh." Li Chunsong immediately stopped smiling, realizing he had said the wrong thing.

These kinds of people aren't popular with the senior brother!

Elder Lu Pan spoke again: "Since it is an unparalleled divine skill, then let the outer sect deacons urge him to practice diligently!"

Medicine Mountain, Bamboo House.

It's getting daylight.

He studied the "Heart Sword" technique for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

"That's normal. The Qi Refining stage is just laying the foundation for future cultivation. Strictly speaking, I can't even be considered a cultivator yet."

Chu Huaixu rubbed his stomach; he was already starving.

There are no cultivators in the Xuanhuang Realm who can completely abstain from grains.

Everyone needs to eat, without exception.

Aside from possessing greater power, cultivators are not much different from ordinary people.

Even their lifespan won't be much longer.

In the world of spiritual practice, living to a hundred years old is considered a blessing, not a curse.

The Medicine Mountain where Chu Huaixu is currently located has a canteen where disciples pay monthly fees and can go to eat on their own.

Of course, you can also buy some ingredients and cook at home, that's fine too.

The outer gate of the entire Daoist sect doesn't resemble a sect or academy; rather, it's more like a small town where low-level cultivators gather, forming its own distinct area.

There are ordinary canteens as well as high-end restaurants.

There are tailor shops, elixir shops, and weapon shops.
Therefore, living here requires spending money on everything.

Starting next month, Chu Huaixu will also have to pay rent to the sect for the bamboo house where he currently lives.

If he has the ability to do business and wants to open a shop, he also needs to obtain a "permit" and a "business license" from the Taoist sect, and then he also needs to pay taxes.

Of course, he could also become an apprentice or work as a laborer in someone else's shop.

In addition, the Taoist sect itself also provides some job opportunities for its disciples. The most typical employment project in Medicine Mountain is the maintenance of spiritual herbs.

As for Niu Yuanshan, an outer sect steward, he actually belongs to the official management level and is a legitimate leading cadre with great power.

However, the inner sect of Taoism is completely different from the outer sect.

That's more like a sect.

The disciples' main goal is cultivation, which is to become stronger!
Chu Huaixu has no worries about money for the time being.

Don't forget, he has a one-hundred-tael silver note on him.

This money should be enough for him to live on for a while.

Holding the map of the outer sect, Chu Huaixu headed towards the officially run canteen.

Along the way, some diligent people have already set up stalls to make money.

"Fellow disciples, why don't you come and see my newly developed Bigu Pill?"

The hungry Chu Huaixu was drawn by the sound.

There is no fasting period in the Xuanhuang Realm, but there are fasting pills that allow one to eat without needing to eat.

The man hawking his wares continued, "Junior brother, look at my newly developed White Flour Fasting Pill. It's white and soft, rises exceptionally well, and has a fluffy texture."

Chu Huaixu asked speechlessly, "Senior brother, the principle of the Bigu Pill is that you won't feel hungry after eating one pill, not that you won't feel hungry after eating a full pill."

What you're doing, the size of your fist, is just a steamed bun!

"No, no, junior brother, this is a white flour fasting pill. If you eat it, it will be equivalent to five white flour buns of the same size!"

"Besides, you need to use the toilet when you eat steamed buns, right?"

"I don't need this white flour fasting pill."

"Just tell me whether it's suitable to eat this during seclusion!" the disciple said proudly.

Chu Huai Preface: "."

Driven by curiosity, he wandered around.

When he played "Borrowing Swords," the outer gate of Chunqiu Mountain looked just like this, forming its own territory. He was very familiar with Chu Huaixu, and he even ran a shop there.

But this was the first time the Taoists had come.

"Spring and Autumn Mountain is known for having a lot of weirdos, so it's a bit more chaotic."

"The Taoist sect is much better in this respect."

"How can I put it? Prices are just like those at Chunqiu Mountain!" he thought bitterly.

There is an old saying that spiritual practice requires: wealth, Dharma, companion, and place.

Spiritual practice is really expensive.

With those hundred taels of silver, he could live a comfortable life for a long time.

But for those outside the Taoist sect, it's hard to say.

When Chu Huaixu reached the entrance of the cafeteria, he ran into an acquaintance.

Han Shuangjiang, wearing a veil, walked out from inside, her face pale.

"Everything here is so expensive. Overall, the sect's canteen is the cheapest, but you have to pay for a monthly meal package in advance." She was short of money.

There was no other way; she grew up in a brothel and later went to the Joyful Sect.

After the destruction of the Joyful Sect, he lived a life of wandering and hardship.

After meeting the storyteller, she traveled all the way to Wumeng Mountain, having spent almost all her travel money.

Han Shuangjiang currently has 103 coins.

Given the exorbitant prices outside the gates, this mere 103 coins wouldn't even cover her three meals a day!
This means she has to find a job today.

The daily life of a registered disciple basically consists of working during the day and practicing cultivation at night.

These difficult days are beckoning to this iceberg.

At this moment, Han Shuangjiang looked ahead, and her gaze involuntarily focused on Chu Huaixu.

The morning light shone on half of his body, and in the bustling crowd, if you stood on the high steps looking down, it was hard not to notice him.

There was no other way; after all, it was the finest furnace.

However, Han Shuangjiang only intended to nod to him as they passed each other.

After spending some time with this cauldron, she found it not to be particularly easy to talk to.

I've scolded her several times already.

Unexpectedly, the man, bathed in the golden morning light, took the initiative to smile and strike up a conversation with her.

"Good morning, have you had your meal?" Chu Huaixu said, his gaze beginning to sweep over the person.

Just by looking at her preoccupied expression, he already had the answer in his heart, and felt that everything was starting to become easier.

This cold and aloof "protagonist of the world".
—So you're a poor bastard!

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