Chapter 2: From the Servant to the Apprentice

The next day, Liu Gu brought two little kids, and Xiang Xian's father Xiang You personally took the boat to the other side of Gu Quze.

Xiang You was a little confused at first, how could this immortal prince be willing to sit on his small boat full of fishy smell, instead of waving his sleeves like the legendary ones and flying away in the clouds?

But when Liu Gu took out a jade pendant and the blue mist in front of him rolled away, the doubt disappeared.

At the foot of the mountain range on the side of the Guquze, there is this kind of green mist at the foot of the mortals. After entering, they have no direction to follow. They go around and go back to their original place.

According to legend, this mountain range could still be in and out of the random way thousands of years ago, but since the immortal came, there was this green mist, and the mountains were not allowed to enter, so the village next to the Gujuze also changed from hunters to fishermen.

Of course, how much blessing is it to be able to live next to the immortal? Of course, no one will be dissatisfied with it. What's more, after the immortal came, Ju Quze had not suffered from floods for thousands of years, and there was no evil spirit. Now he can live and work in peace and contentment, which is because the immortals are blessed.

Seeing the immortal elder holding the jade pendant and walking into the blue mist with his hands, Xiang You bowed from afar and turned around. The child entered the immortal gate and did not leave from now on. It is said that when he succeeded in his cultivation, he would still meet again. When he went back, he would have to persuade the wife at home, so he would not have to be too sad about parting.

*******

The three of them walked in the mountains for three days and three nights. The mountain was rarely visited and there was no way to go. They crossed the deep forest and crossed the stream. They also crossed countless hills, but they had not yet reached the place.

On the first day, Xiang Xian walked out of the water bubble and started crying. After walking a few miles, he squatted on the ground and shouted that Xiang Yang would carry him. Although he was not old, he had been smart since childhood. He said that the servitude was a servant, and it was natural to serve him. If Xiang Yang didn't want to, he would ask his master to rush him back and change him.

Liu Gu looked around and didn't say anything. Xiang Yang gritted his teeth and squatted down and let him lie on his back.

Xiang Yang, who grew up eating a hundred families, developed very well. He was the same age as Xiang Xian, but he was half a head taller than him and had much greater strength than him.

But after all, he was only a nine-year-old child. The mountain road was difficult to walk, and he was carrying someone behind him. Although Xiang Xian was thin, he had to weigh dozens of pounds. He gritted his teeth and walked for a long time until night fell before he had to rest, but he lay on the ground and didn't want to move.

The next morning, he set out and walked only a few dozen miles. Xiang Xian used the same trick again. Xiang Yang carried him on his back until the afternoon. He couldn't hold on. He slapped his feet on the roots of the tree and fell down straight.

Xiang Xian exclaimed, turned over his head and fell into thick fallen leaves. After a while, he pulled his head out of the mud under the fallen leaves, wiped the black mud on his face, and cursed in anger.

Xiang Yang climbed up from the ground without saying a word. His forehead hit a dead branch and made a hole as long as a little finger. After a while, he was bleeding.

Liu Gu was originally opening the way forward, but when he saw two little kids falling, he walked back. He frowned and used his cuff to wipe the blood of Xiang Yang, then untied the gourd around his waist, poured out some bright red liquid and applied it to his forehead. Then he looked at Xiang Xian, who was still shouting, and cursed: "What's the noise! ​​Go by yourself! Go back if you can't bear the hardship!"

Xiang Xian was stunned. Although he didn't understand why his master scolded him for a small servile servant, he had always known how to observe his words and expressions. Seeing that Liu Gu's expression didn't seem to be joking, he immediately stopped.

Xiang Yang held on and said nothing. After contacting each other for two days, he found that the immortal's appearance was a bit strange.

Although he doesn't talk much, his mind is not stupid. He can even be called extremely intelligent. When he was four or five years old, he liked to hike under the restaurant on the east end of the village and listen to people's stories, but he could understand them one or two. Now he is over nine years old. There are dozens of storytellers coming and going in recent years, but he has heard many stories.

Don’t all immortals fly? But why did this immortal take them on foot?

Don’t immortals have magic weapons and flying swords? They can even split the mountain with one sword. But why does this immortal use a hatchet-cutting thing, and they have to personally overcome obstacles ahead when they are on the way?

Don’t immortals use the wind, rain, dew, to absorb the essence of heaven and earth for their own use? But this immortal also has to hunt in the forest every day, or fish in the stream, and eat several times more times more than the most famous big-bellied man in the village.

After all, he is still young and can't think too much, but in short, he just thinks it's very weird!

But no matter what, this immortal leader is a good person! He first took him as a choreographer and fell and injured himself. He even wiped his forehead with something hot, and the pain in the wound was relieved a lot, and he even scolded him first.

The nine-year-old Xiang Yang has a very simple mind. If you treat me well, you will be a good person!

*******

On the third day, Xiang Xian held on for a long time, and before noon, he lay on the ground, gasping heavily.

He was scolded by Liu Gu yesterday, but he didn't dare to ask Xiang Yang to carry him on his back. He just looked at Liu Gu pitifully, as if he would not leave if he beat me to death.

According to his thoughts all night last night, the immortal could accept himself as his disciple, which shows that he must be the genius mentioned by those storytellers and will definitely become an immortal in the future. How could his master be willing to really drive him back? Yesterday was just a scare of himself!

Now he really can't walk anymore, and he is not deliberately cheating. Instead, he wants to see how this master will deal with it. It's a small test.

Liu Gu frowned and looked at him without saying anything. Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and walked to Xiang Xian's head, and squatted down.

His thoughts were similar to Xiang Xian. Although this immortal scolded Xiang Xian yesterday, he was definitely reluctant to drive him away. He would be more aware of his own and don’t let the fairy who is a very good person make things difficult for him.

Xiang Xian glanced at Liu Gu and slowly climbed up from the ground and attached himself to Xiang Yang's back. Before he could lie down, he felt a blur in front of him. His body was lifted up and he walked forward swayingly. However, Liu Gu grabbed the belt around his waist and held it in his hand.

Xiang Yang looked at Liu Gu's back gratefully. Xiang, who was in front of his feet, raised his head and grimaced his face between Liu Gu's waist, and pointed his thumbs down with pride.

The three of them walked like this for two days. After passing a deep valley, a tall hill appeared in front of them. The mountain was thousands of feet high, the mountain wall was as steep as a mirror, and there were strange rocks at the foot of the mountain. Liu Gu and his two children walked around the piles of strange rocks and drilled into a cave under the cliff. After turning around, the front suddenly lit up. He put his neck first on the ground, pointed to the front and said, "It's here!"

This is the place of immortals?

Xiang Yang rubbed his eyes hard, he wouldn't have come to the wrong place, right?

In front of me is a long and narrow valley, and in the distance is lush forests. I don’t know how deep it is. Near the exit of the cave, there are dozens of dilapidated thatched huts, surrounded by simple fences. Inside the fence, several big roosters proudly patrolled the territory with their necks raised and their harems. From time to time, they would flap their wings and fight with a few sneaky local dogs.

Deep in the valley, there is a pond with lotus flowers blooming. In the pond, a group of white geese swam around, sometimes with their necks bent and pecking under the water, and a small silver fish fell to their stomachs. They were enjoyable to eat, and occasionally they would sing loudly.

On one side of the valley, there is a large pigpen, where dozens of white and fat pigs are lying lazily.

A big man with a greasy face was dragging the fattest one out of the pigpen. With one knife, a valley that should have been secluded and beautiful was tortured into a slaughterhouse by the screams of the fat pig when he died.

A dozen old men with haggard faces were holding a bowl as big as a basin, looking at the big man in a row, and handing them over. From time to time, some people would like to remind him: "Gangzi! Look better, don't sprinkle these eight treasure soup! There is not enough difference when you look back!"

This is not a place for cultivation. It looks worse than its own small fishing village... At least there are fish collectors coming and going in the fishing village, and they specially built an inn and a small restaurant at the east end of the village.

Liu Gu ignored them at this time, pushed open the bamboo door on the fence that was about to fall off, strode over, and shouted from afar: "Okay! It's only the first day today? You dare to slaughter animals privately!"

The old men looked back at him, and some waved weakly: "Master, if you don't have eight treasure soup, we are almost starving to death and have no energy to practice... Hey, you actually received your disciple this time?"

Seeing the two children behind Liu Gu, the old man who spoke seemed to have encountered a strange thing, but soon lost interest. He turned around and looked at the strong man slaughtering the pig. It seemed that the pig was much more attractive than Xiang Yang and the other two.

"Okay! Just slaughter it! It's also considered celebrating that our Golden Body Hall will finally have new disciples! Wait!" Liu Gu hurriedly ran towards a thatched hut. In a blink of an eye, he brought three sea bowls out and lined up behind the line, and waved to Xiang Xian and Xiang Yang: "Come here too, there are yours too!"

The group of old men suddenly yelled: "The two little kids should be separated? Are you not afraid of slapping them to death?"

Liu Gu slapped his beard proudly: "They can't drink it. Isn't it that I am here? The rules of the church say, 'This church disciple is treated equally,' and 'The disciples get the masters can be evenly'!"

As he spoke, he looked at Xiang Yang and muttered, forget it, for the sake of this bowl of eight treasure soup, this little guy should not be a traitor, so he will take it together!

Xiang Yang didn't hear this. How could he know that because of a bowl of pig blood, his identity inexplicably went from a traitor to a disciple...

That night, Xiang Yang and the others had dinner with half a bowl of pig blood in a small bowl. Liu Gu called it the Eight Treasure Potion, and he specially told them to taste it carefully and not to drink it all in one gulp.

Is there anything strange about this pig blood? Otherwise, why would this immortal star be so serious? Xiang Yang has always been careful in his work, and he still smells it with his nose wrinkled. Unlike the usual pig blood, the bowl in front of him has no smell of fishy smell, but has an indescribable fragrance, which makes his pores seem to be opened, which is extremely comfortable.

Xiang Xian, who was beside him, didn't care so much. He took a big sip with a buzz, muttering: "Isn't it just a little pig blood... it's not a magic pill."

He walked along the way and felt that the master he followed seemed unreliable. When he arrived at the place, he found that it was such a situation, which was far from the grand scene of the immortal gate he thought. He felt a little unhappy and was a little impatient when he spoke.

Liu Gu didn't stop him, he just squinted his eyes and waited for him to gain a better memory after suffering.

After the five-day and five-night trip, he had some understanding of the two children he brought back. Although Xiang Xian was a little fairy-skinned, he acted frivolously and had no perseverance, so he was afraid that his achievements would be limited in the future. On the contrary, Xiang Yang's performance over the past few days shocked him.

He had already inquired about the age of these two children and knew that they were only nine years old, and Xiang Yang was even half a year younger. But this kid was extremely calm and hardworking. After such a long journey, even if Xiang Xian cheated on him and asked him to carry him on his back, he didn't say a word.

Liu Gu saw that in the end, the little guy's soles had piled up bubbles, picking one after another. When he got here, he couldn't find a few pieces of intact flesh. It was not easy to persevere.

If you don’t count the Xianmiao, this Yang is more suitable for the Golden Body Hall.

In addition to the eight-treasure soup, this is also one of the reasons why he suddenly changed his mind and directly took Xiang Yang as his disciple. In addition, after observing along the way, this little guy's physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary children of the same age. He is half a head taller than Xiang Xian of the same age, and his body is also very solid.

Over the past thousands of years, although after the sixth generation of sect masters obtained the immortal relationship, the Golden Body Hall has made some improvements in the cultivation method, and has figured out some methods used to cooperate with the immortal seedlings. Even a senior expert left a jade slip for martial arts, the overall practice is still mainly focused on physical cultivation. In other words, those with immortal seedlings can practice, but without immortal seedlings, there is actually no big problem. At most, it is just a slower practice.

In the era when the ancestors of Fuyu Sect were established, Xiang Yang was a real genius.

Thinking of this, Liu Gu couldn't help but sigh.

After all, it is no longer that era! Without immortal seedlings, you cannot cultivate vital energy. Without vital energy, you cannot use Taoist talismans and magic weapons, and even if you have the best gold-type immortal embryo, what's the use of being able to cultivate the Golden Body Art to the top?

Xiang Xian took a sip, but didn't feel anything unusual. He couldn't help but look at his master proudly. He was about to take the small bowl in front of him and then take another sip, but he didn't expect that before his fingers touched the bowl, his whole body suddenly became hot, and then there was a burst of heat like fire, and for a moment it seemed like he was being cooked in boiling water.

He screamed and fell to the ground with a hunched over. In just a while, his whole body turned red like cooked shrimp shells, and even steaming hot steam emerged from his head.

Xiang Yang was shocked. His hand, which was already holding the bowl, suddenly retracted. He looked at Xiang Xian on the ground beside him, and pointed at him and said, "Master...Master, what's going on..."

Liu Gu had just told Xiang Yang that although he was not qualified, he was successful in hard work and perseverance. Therefore, he made an exception and accepted him as a disciple instead of a traitor. This is one of the reasons why Xiang Xian has been unhappy.

Hearing Xiang Yang's question, Liu Gu twisted his beard and smiled faintly: "I said that you have to savor this eight treasure soup slowly. He would be a damn if he didn't suffer any life!"

He looked up at Xiang Yang's shocked look, and comforted him a few more words: "It's okay, it's fine, it'll be fine after a while. These eight treasure soup are not ordinary pig blood. Those pigs have grown up eating treasures, which is not much worse than monsters. The eight treasure soup contains extremely thick energy. Ordinary people can nourish their bodies by drinking a small sip. If they drink too much, they are like him."

"Of course, the better the body foundation, the more you can drink. Well, don't stand there, drink quickly. Be careful, take a small sip and stop, wait until you bear the heat in your body before continuing. Don't drink it when you reach the limit..."

He was actually joking. How could there be any treasures in this Golden Body Hall? These pigs only eat medicinal materials such as Astragalus and ginseng. They are only a long time and have sufficient vitality. In addition, they also use some secret methods when raising fat pigs, which mostly concentrates the efficacy of the medicinal materials in the blood, which is why this eight-treasure soup is created.

Of course, if you get to the ordinary land, this bowl of pig blood is also a good treasure, but it is only the second most important thing in the immortal sect. But even so, ordinary strong men can only drink one bowl and reach the limit. Xiang Xian is only nine years old, and he drank half a bowl of it after taking it too much. It is reasonable to suffer too much. However, the medicinal properties in these eight treasure soup have been transformed through secret methods and are quite gentle. Xiang Xian is at most suffering, which is very beneficial to the body.

Xiang Yang turned his gaze to Liu Gu's face. Although the identity of this immortal prince had many questions, he still had a good impression of this old man. He grew up eating a hundred families of food since childhood. He was used to seeing people's faces and had the talent to know people. Although this old man looked a little ugly, he was really a good person!

At this time, I heard him urging him to drink the bowl of Eight Treasure Soup, but he didn't resist. Instead, he turned around and took it, took a sip, almost dipped it in the tip of his tongue.

Liu Gu couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw his movements. He deliberately raised his face and coughed: "What? Are you afraid that you will be poisoned by me as a master?"

Xiang Yang smiled embarrassedly with the bowl, lowered his head and took another sip, and drank a little more this time, but it was just a spoonful.

Then, he put the bowl back on the table and quietly waited for the heat that Liu Gu said was coming.

Sure enough, not long after, a warm breath rose in my stomach and dissipated towards my whole body. The feeling was extremely comfortable. I felt like I was soaked in warm water. Even the fatigue of traveling through mountains and rivers in the past few days has been reduced a little, and the soles of my feet are no longer so painful.

He couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He looked up at Liu Gu, and saw that he didn't stop him, so he took another sip. Soon, the comfort level increased a little, making him feel a little floating and ecstatic.

Another mouthful, but as he slapped, he felt a little hot, and the breath also brought a burning feeling. He thought that his limit was like this, so he was ready to sit quietly and wait for the heat to dissipate.

As soon as I put down the bowl, I discovered something strange. The breath suddenly disappeared for a moment when it passed by my chest. When it appeared again, the burning sensation disappeared, and the heat in my body was also clear.

What's going on? Xiang Yang couldn't help but wonder. He picked up the small bowl in front of him and sipped it. After these sips, he drank more than Xiang Xian. Liu Gu frowned. The little guy seemed to be a little frizzy, and it seemed that he had to suffer a little hardship and hone his skills.

But unexpectedly, Xiang Yang was not surprised at all. Instead, not long after, he picked up the eight-treasure soup in front of him and drank it all. After drinking it, he looked at him with a look: "Master, it's really delicious, is there any?"

Liu Gu was stunned. Although this eight treasure soup was not a good thing, it was a great thing for these mortal children. He asked Xiang Yang to finish drinking half of this bowl within one hour, which means that this kid has a very good health and can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing the Golden Body Skill in the future. But how much time is this? Based on a stick of incense, he just burned an incense head...

It's over and it's gone as if nothing happened...

Could this kid be a freak?

Liu Gu smashed his mouth and said blankly: "And...and there are! You can drink as much as you want!"

He was assigned three big bowls in the afternoon, and he wanted to see what the little guy's limit was!
Chapter completed!