Mythology Management System

Because they still need to hire more people, the small villa is no longer suitable for them to live in.

The new address has been chosen, still in the suburbs. I used to live in the suburbs because I didn't have money, but now I live in the suburbs for peace and quiet, without being disturbed.

Most of the owners of these villas in the suburbs have already moved to the city center. Who would want to stay in such a godforsaken place if they had money?

Fu Jiu led the Flower Monk Lu Zhishen to a scenic garden, which, strictly speaking, could also be considered a villa, but it was much larger, about three times the size of the Black Dragon Society's lair.

The original owner of this elegant residence was also a wealthy man, and he put a lot of thought and effort into building it.

Later, as the monsters became more and more rampant, this courtyard was infiltrated by them several times, and on one occasion, the owner of this elegant garden was almost swallowed up by a monster.

After that, the man never dared to live there again and instead obediently returned to live in the city center.

For this reason, Li Si did not spend much money when contacting the seller.

In fact, this is not an isolated case.

As the monsters' attacks intensified, most of the owners of houses in the suburbs moved to the city center, leaving large tracts of vacant land.

As for those who remain here and refuse to leave, they are either bold and fearless or have full confidence in their own strength. Fu Jiu and his group are clearly the latter.

"My goodness, this house must be worth a lot of money."

The monk was stunned. As soon as he entered, he saw a rockery and several fountains, and two huge white jade lions were crouching at the entrance.

An artificial stream meanders through the center of the courtyard, constantly bringing in fresh water.

A long, blue wooden bridge spans the two banks of the stream, with a small pavilion in the center of the bridge topped with a vermilion roof.

Good heavens, this is no place to stay! Even a top-tier scenic spot can't compare to this!

As he approached, the monk took a closer look and discovered a man in ancient attire, wearing a blue robe and with long hair, sitting on a stone table in the center of the pavilion, playing the zither.

However, the music was quite strange, as if it had blended into the world around it. It was impossible to hear without careful listening. Only by relaxing and listening attentively could one appreciate the flowing music.

The monk was taken aback. What? There was someone who loved ancient costumes? And, what's more, he played the instrument quite well.

He was a little nervous when he arrived, but after hearing this piece of music, his tense mood gradually eased.

The monk was a rough man, but he could still sense the calming power of the music.

Sitting on the stone bench, Liu Bowen stroked his zither, his eyes half-open. He only spoke up to ask questions when Fu Jiu and the other person approached.

"came back?"

"Mm," Fu Jiu responded.

"Is Mr. Bowen satisfied with this elegant garden?"

Liu Bowen paused his work and smiled, "It's not bad. Even though the layout is a bit rough, you can tell it's a work of art. The person who built this elegant garden must have put a lot of thought into it."

Liu Bowen shifted his gaze slightly, glanced at the Flower Monk, and said, "Is this the new member?"

Fu Jiu said respectfully, "Yes, Lu Da is having some health problems. I would appreciate it if Mr. Bowen could take a look."

This monk is quite strong and talented. Logically, he should have already advanced to the third tier, but his strength seems to be stuck at the peak of the second tier.

Liu Bowen held a folding fan in his hand, covering half of his face, and said softly, "Director, there's no need for you to be so polite. This is simply my duty."

Liu Bowen got up and moved the xylophone aside, then gently patted the monk a few times with his folding fan.

The monk's thick eyebrows furrowed, looking somewhat uncomfortable. After all, it was indeed inappropriate to be patted around by a grown man.

However, in the next second, his mindset changed completely.

A gentle force traveled along the spot where Liu Bowen had patted him, making his whole body feel as comfortable as if he had soaked in a hot spring. The Flower Monk almost groaned out loud.

A true master! Absolutely a master!

This person only patted him a few times, and he could feel the barrier to advancing to the third rank loosen slightly.

Even a tiny bit was enough to shock him!

Previously, no matter how hard he tried, his strength remained at the second level. Now, this barrier has been broken so easily in this person's hands?!

"There have indeed been some problems."

Liu Bowen's tone remained unchanged, and his eyes were calm and natural. In his eyes, this minor flaw was nothing.

When he channeled spiritual energy into the Flower Monk's body, it could be considered "taking action" in a strict sense, but since Fu Jiu was the system's favorite son, such a small action was simply ignored.

Moreover, Liu Bowen was summoned by the system with the intention of becoming their teacher.

As a teacher, he can't not even demonstrate it, can he?

"Is there really a problem?"

The Flower Monk's eyes widened; he too had always felt that it was strange that he couldn't advance to the third rank.

But even his fourth-level master couldn't pinpoint the problem, so he could only resign himself to his fate.

Fu Jiu placed a hand on the monk's shoulder to calm him down, and then said, "What Mr. Bowen said is certainly credible. If we were to debate based on knowledge in this world today, Mr. Bowen would definitely be among the top 100."

"hiss--"

The Flower Monk was startled. Was it really that exaggerated?

He didn't care whether it was true or false; he could tell from the skill this person had just displayed that he was extraordinary, and his mysterious and unpredictable methods were even stronger than those of his fourth-level master.

The Flower Monk immediately bowed in submission, mimicking Fu Jiu's manner and saying respectfully, "This humble monk greets Master Bowen, and humbly requests your guidance!"

Liu Bowen closed his folding fan, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. This monk did know some manners.

No matter where you go, etiquette is essential, especially for an ancient person like him who has been accustomed to various forms of etiquette since childhood.

Then, Liu Bowen said, "Your body is not seriously injured. It's just that the major meridians in your body are blocked by a large amount of spiritual energy, causing poor blood circulation. The blood and energy gathered in your body cannot go through the main channels and can only go through some side channels. This makes your cultivation speed several times slower than that of a normal person, and it is even more difficult for you to break through to a higher realm."

"In that case, it makes sense that you haven't been able to break through to the third tier for so long."

"Moreover, judging from the amount of spiritual energy in your body, it was definitely not something that could be accumulated in one or two times. Based on this, it can be inferred that the person who made the move must have been in frequent contact with you."

A hint of admiration appeared in Fu Jiu's eyes. As expected of a god who could still cultivate to the fifth level in the Ming Dynasty, an era of declining Dharma, he completely overwhelmed him, a former sixth-level expert, in terms of knowledge.

The strength that comes from the air is no match for that of someone who has cultivated diligently. For a true cultivator like Liu Bowen, every step forward reveals the path to the next.

When it came to Fu Jiu, it was a different story. He had never cultivated before reaching the sixth rank, so where would he get his experience or conclusions?

Compared to Liu Bowen, he was like a lottery winner who only knew how to spend money but not how to make more.

"Spiritual energy blocking the meridians? How could this be?"

The Flower Monk was stunned. Spiritual energy was a power system unique to experts above the fourth rank. The only fourth-rank expert he often interacted with was his master. But why would his master harm him?

At that moment, the scene of his master giving him a medicinal bath involuntarily flashed into his mind.

His master had once used medicinal baths and the spiritual energy of a fourth-level cultivator to cleanse his meridians and marrow, and the treatment lasted for quite some time.

Could it have been during that time?

"No, how could Master possibly harm me? There must be some hidden story here!"

Suddenly, the Flower Monk seemed to have thought of something, and his expression gradually became downcast.

Could it be...

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P.S.: I'll be adding an extra chapter today. This book is currently ranked fourth out of the six books recommended in the second round. I hope you can help me add it to your favorites and give it a recommendation. Thank you so much!