This is how immortals are cultivated

"No need... In fact, if you meet a good seedling, just pass on what I taught you. That's enough."

"in addition...."

Fang Suichu took out a booklet from the car and handed it to Zhu Biaotou.

"This is..." Zhu Biaotou carefully took it with both hands, and after opening it, he found that it was written in beautiful handwriting.

Both Li Qingming and Wu Yuanshuo could read and write, but it was Li Qingming who learned how to write, and then he taught Wu Yuanshuo.

This booklet was written by Fang Suichu at the request of Yuan Shuo, and he just dictated it.

"The Longevity Technique?"

After reading the name in the booklet, Zhu Biaotou looked up at Fang Suichu.

Chapter 50: Jin Roufeng

"This is the subsequent practice method." Fang Suichu explained to Zhu Biaotou.

In order to teach Wu Yuanshuo and Li Qingming how to practice Taoism, Fang Suichu helped the two girls tailor a set of exercises.

This set of longevity exercises was developed by Fang Suichu in his spare time.

It is in the same vein as the basic version of the art of sensing qi, and is an advanced practice method of the basic version. It focuses on being moderate and peaceful, and anyone can practice it.

Inspired by the Five Animal Exercises, this exercise is known for its health-promoting properties. Practicing it step by step can open up the meridians and strengthen the bones, and indeed, it can prolong life.

It just happens to be quite suitable for the current Zhu Biaotou.

"If you practice well, and you can complete the meridian opening, this method can really make up for your deficiency."

"Of course, it's still what I said before. Don't keep this thing to yourself. If you meet the right person, teach them... This is my only request."

Fang Suichu said this seriously: if we want to change the world, we have to start from the very basics. The first step is to cast a wide net.

Fang Suichu also learned that generally, after retirement, bodyguards who are still alive will help the escort agency or be hired to train and teach some ordinary people martial arts.

To a certain extent, Zhu Biaotou, as the source of Fang Suichu's first preaching, is likely to be able to spread this acquired cultivation technique.

"I understand." Zhu Biaotou carefully put the booklet into his arms and kept it close to him, then saluted Fang Suichu with his fists.

"Then, Mr. Fang, I, Old Zhu, will leave first."

Zhu Biaotou took the people from Tongxiang Escort Agency away, and only two lonely carriages were left in the originally large convoy.

Jin Bailu also got off the carriage and came to inform them that the people from the Jin family had been notified and someone would come to pick them up soon.

Fang Suichu nodded, got out of the car with the two women, and began to stretch their muscles.

Soon, dust billowed up on the official road to the city as a convoy of carriages and horses galloped in. They were all well-dressed and strong knights, and it was obvious at first glance that they were the servants of a certain family.

They surrounded a carriage driven by a middle-aged man.

The team coming from Tongcheng Mansion naturally saw the two carriages on the side of the road and the Jin family logo on the carriages. They began to slow down and then stopped in front.

The middle-aged man driving the car jumped out and came to Jin Bailu and saluted respectfully.

"Fourth Miss, long time no see, you are finally back."

"It's been a long time, Manager Wu."

Jin Bailu nodded slightly and said lightly.

In fact, except in front of Fang Suichu and some cultivators, Jin Bailu always acted like a strong woman. Judging by the respectful manner of Wu Guanshi, he held a high position in the Jin family, so it was no wonder that he was considered one of the heirs.

"This is Mr. Fang, and his female relatives. They are mine and also guests of honor of the Jin family."

Manager Wu also looked at Fang Suichu and saluted respectfully.

Fang Suichu looked at the manager Wu. There was a strange smell about this manager. He was a person similar to Zhu Biaotou. He could use some strange means when necessary.

It was also when Jin Bailu and Manager Wu were talking that the people in the carriage that came with the Jin family team finally couldn't hold back, pulled open the carriage curtain and jumped down.

"sister!"

She was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. Although she was wearing a skirt, she was very lively.

Judging from the way the girl addressed Jin Bailu, the relationship between the two is self-evident.

Facing the girl rushing towards him, Jin Bailu opened his arms and showed a rare soft and gentle smile on his face.

"Roufeng...seems to have grown a bit taller."

Jin Bailu held the girl in his arms and looked at her carefully. After a moment, he let the girl go and took the girl's hand to Fang Suichu.

"Mr. Fang, this is my younger sister, Jin Roufeng."

In front of outsiders, the girl named Jin Roufeng restrained her somewhat wild liveliness and quietly bowed to Fang Suichu like a lady.

"Hello, Mr. Fang, I'm Roufeng." However, the secretly observing gaze revealed that the girl was not as well-behaved as she appeared.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Fang Suichu frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed his brows.

"Hello, Miss Roufeng."

After getting to know each other, the people from the Jin family took over the two carriages naturally, and the convoy started moving again, heading towards Tongcheng Mansion.

Inside the carriage, Fang Suichu frowned again, pinched his chin, and lowered his head to think.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the Jin family?" Li Qingming couldn't help but ask when he saw Fang Suichu like this.

"I don't know." Fang Suichu shook his head.

"Except for the steward, all the other people in the Jin family are ordinary people. In addition, that little sister Jin has a strange object on her body, which seems to be from the same source as the one on Jin Bailu."

"But...just now, my thoughts suddenly jumped for no reason."

"What does this mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything. I haven't reached the state where 'the most sincere can predict the future'."

"Then why do you care so much..." Li Qingming asked again.

"Because that's how detective stories are told." Fang Suichu said seriously.

"When a detective is investigating a case, they usually already have clues before they even officially start investigating the crime."

Li Qingming: “…”

Well, I shouldn't ask.

When Li Qingming was feeling regretful, Fang Suichu had already started talking about the general routine of mystery-seeking missions as expected.

On the other side, in the Jin family’s carriage.

After the Jin family's team arrived, Jin Bailu left his own carriage and sat in his younger sister's carriage.

When the two were together, the shadows behind them also blended together, and the sounds of boys and girls laughing and playing could be heard from them.

"Sister, thank you for your hard work. It's great that you're okay." Jin Roufeng said.

Jin Bailu shook her head. The secret method she used to communicate with the state government came from the pair of strange objects she and Jin Roufeng held.

Jin Roufeng knew some of Jin Bailu's situations on the road.

In front of her own sister, the most cherished and closest family member in the family, Jin Bailu also put down the burden, let out a long breath, and looked tired.

"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to Mr. Fang that I was able to come back safely."

"Is Mr. Fang that powerful? Although he is indeed extraordinary compared to ordinary people, he doesn't look like a 'cultivator'."

"Yeah, it's amazing. More amazing than you think."

Jin Bailu briefly talked about the achievements along the way to the New Year.

Listening to his sister's story, Jin Roufeng's face gradually revealed a look of respect and admiration.

However, beneath such smooth emotions, there seems to be an extremely real shell, and under this shell there is another layer.

This layer conveys a sense of solemnity and vigilance.

He is indeed a formidable fellow, needless to say.

Just meeting, but the other party seemed to have sensed something... Because of this, I was shocked. Because logically speaking, if my disguise was just a spiritual secret, it would be impossible for him to be discovered.

Even if it is an existence above the spiritual secret, it is impossible to detect any clues without active investigation.

But the other party seemed to have noticed something. Even if he did not get any substantial information, this kind of inspiration was exaggerated.

Where did this character suddenly appear?

besides....

Jin Roufeng looked at her sister. Jin Bailu reduced the dangers along the way a lot, obviously not wanting to make her younger sister worry.

Looking at Jin Bailu like this, Jin Roufeng sighed deeply in his heart.

Sister...you shouldn't have come back.

Chapter 51: Kill a Few More

The Jin family's carriage drove into the provincial capital city. It was not until they arrived at the Jin family's mansion that Fang Suichu realized how wealthy the aristocratic families in this world were.

If we only talk about wealth, the Jin family should be the largest in the entire Shuzhou. Their mansion occupies two streets, with high walls that ordinary people cannot even see the end at a glance.

It was far larger than the area of ​​a arrow. Fang Suichu made a rough estimate based on what he saw and found that the area of ​​the Jin Mansion was already larger than some residential areas he had visited in his previous life.

The Jin family's servants arrived at the gate of the Jin residence with their carriages. The front door was spacious enough for nearly ten carriages to pass side by side. Made of high-quality nanmu wood, it was heavy and simple. On either side stood a massive stone sculpture, nearly three meters tall, depicting a ferocious monster.

The semi-illiterate Fang Suichu humbly asked for leave, and Li Qingming finally understood that the beast at the gate was called "Mao Niu," a mythical beast of this world. In the eyes of ordinary people, it had the ability to protect and accumulate wealth.

The so-called "divine beasts" in this world are not things of fantasy, but are probably some kind of real and strange creatures.

There was a huge plaque hanging above the door lintel with the words "Jin Mansion" written on it. Although Fang Suichu did not understand calligraphy in this field, he could still see the beauty of the font, which was obviously from the hands of a famous calligrapher.

Of course, this is not what Fang Suichu cares about. The words on the plaque are inlaid with pure gold using some technique.

"People who live in this kind of house will go to hell...they will be tortured to death." Fang Suichu couldn't help but say in a low voice.

He suddenly wanted to put on a black windbreaker, pull up the hood, put on the clown mask with a big red nose, and find a rusty hatchet.

Although the Jin Mansion is wealthy and grand, it conveys a sense of gloom, which comes from the white cloth and white banners decorating the door.

The Jin family is holding a funeral as the current head of the family has passed away.

As Fang Suichu and the two women got out of the car at the door, Jin Bailu, who had gotten out earlier, came to greet them. She was dressed very simply today, in a plain white dress and with her usual hairpin removed.

"Mr. Fang, I have to go to the mourning hall to pay my respects to my deceased father first. Steward Wu has prepared your guest room. Please go and rest with the two young ladies first. I will come to visit you later."

After entering the Jin Mansion, the four of them separated. Jin Bailu followed Jin Roufeng to the mourning hall, while Fang Suichu went to the guest room under the guidance of Manager Wu.

Along the way, they saw various garden scenes with carved beams and painted buildings, and groups of male and female servants. When they saw Manager Wu, they immediately bent down and stepped aside.

Manager Wu, on the other hand, hunched his back and respectfully guided Fang Suichu and the other two.

Although it was called a guest house, it was actually a three-story courtyard, larger than Changyin Temple. It had all the facilities expected of an ancient residence and was staffed by six maids from the Jin Mansion.

"Mr. Fang, if you have any needs, just tell the servants and I will prepare them."

Fang Suichu looked at the maids in the Jin Mansion in the courtyard. They were all beautiful and their yin essences were full. To some extent, they were all good blood tax standards.

"My two sisters and I don't like outsiders, so we only need one of these maids. As for any needs, we can tell you when the time comes."

After looking around, Fang Suichu turned and said to Manager Wu.

For some reason, Manager Wu felt that the tone and attitude of the distinguished guest in front of him suddenly turned cold, which made Manager Wu's heart skip a beat. He didn't know what had made this distinguished guest unhappy.

Not to mention that this person was invited by his own young lady, the fact that he is a cultivator and even has the status of a blood salary of the imperial court means that he must not be offended.

"Yes, yes... Then, Fangdie, you stay here and serve these three distinguished guests well."

Manager Wu became even more respectful and asked one of the six maids, who was taller and had a baby face, to stay.

After Wu Guanshi and the remaining five maids left, the maid named Fang Die bowed respectfully to Fang Suichu and the other two. However, behind this respect was a deep fear.

Perhaps he knew what kind of 'existence' he was serving and why he was sent here to serve such an existence.

"Miss Fangdie, could you prepare some food for us? I want twenty servings."

Fang Suichu remained silent for a while, but Wu Yuanshuo stood up and spoke softly to Fang Die.

Wu Yuanshuo was cute and lovely, and it was hard to give people a bad impression at first sight. After leaving Changyin Mountain, she practiced the immortal way. She didn't look timid and easy to bully, but became more gentle.

"Okay..." Fangdie felt as if she had been pardoned. She bowed and left the yard.