Chapter Twenty: Suspecting Spirits and Ghosts

  To have more refined essence for cultivation, there are methods of Qi absorption, supplementing, and alchemy in the Taoist school.

  Since ancient times, it has been the case that scholars are poor and warriors are rich. To study literature, all one needs is a clever brain and book knowledge. However, to study martial arts, one needs a large amount of nutrition to supplement the body's consumption.

  If it's a profound martial art like this world's, then ordinary food won't be enough to replenish the consumption. Various precious medicinal materials are needed to nourish and supplement.

  This is also where Liu Bu Yi's headache has been for the past two days, as his master Zhen Yang Zi has washed his hands of everything and left it all up to Liu Bu Yi to figure out.

  This fish meat is of great use to Liu Bu Yi. Although the Tian Gong Temple offered a high price of 100 contribution points, Liu Bu Yi was unmoved.

  He even bought a large pile of ice from the Tian Gong Temple, borrowed a cellar from a villager's house, and froze all the fish meat. It is estimated that in this way, these fish can be kept for at least ten days or half a month.

  That night, Liu cooked a big pot of fragrant fish soup, even adding a few pieces of the yellow essence mountain medicine that the villagers had dug up when they went hunting in the mountains.

  As soon as the pot was opened, the fragrance wafted out. Even Zhen Yangzi, who had been in seclusion for a long time without eating or drinking and not making any noise, came out.

  "Master!" Liu added a bowl and chopsticks very honestly.

  Zhen Yangzi ladled himself a bowl of fish soup, but he didn't mind the scalding heat. He directly poured the boiling hot liquid into his mouth, and in one go, he finished the whole bowl of fish soup.

  Liu was so amazed that his tongue was tied and he couldn't speak. If it were him, his tongue would probably be scorched along with his throat.

  "It tastes good," Zhen Yangzi faintly praised Liu Buji with a sentence: "It's well made!"

  Liu Bei hastily said: "Thank you, Master, for your praise!"

  Zhen Yangzi's face turned cold and he shouted: "Fool! Did you really think I was praising you? Don't you see what this is?"

  As he spoke, the Qingyang Divine Lamp in his hand lit up and revealed a person. Liu Buji looked familiar, it was his cheap junior brother with white whiskers, Song Yuanshi.

  Only Song Yuansu stood on a sandbank, using a sharp small knife to cut open his fingers, and drop by drop of fresh blood dripped into the water.

  The originally calm lake water suddenly shook violently, splashing water everywhere, revealing a huge black fish head.

  Just seeing this scene, Liu Bu Yi already understood seven or eight parts. Then he saw the fish monster attacking the villagers' fishing boats under Song Yuanzi's command, until the fish monster was killed by Liu Bu Yi and spat out a mouthful of blood.

  The light disappeared, Qingyang Shendeng had been put away by Song Yuansi: "You fool, do you understand now?"

  "Disciple understood!" Liu Buji's heart was filled with a chill.

  "It's good that you understand, I only have one disciple. Master, even if I'm biased towards you, I can't break the rules, it's up to you to deal with it!" Zhen Yangzi said calmly.

  Liu Bu Yi sincerely thanked him with a clear conscience, if not for Zhen Yang Zi's reminder. He absolutely wouldn't have thought that this fish monster incident wasn't an accidental sudden event. It turned out that his cheap junior brother was secretly plotting against him.

  It turns out that Zhen Yangzi, this cheap master, is quite considerate of him. If it weren't for Zhen Yangzi's reminder, Liu Buji would probably be deceived by Song Yuansi time and time again without knowing it. There's no way to guard against a thief for a thousand days, only a thief can do it for a thousand days.

  If Song Yuanyuan had been secretly calculating against herself all along and she was unaware of it, she would eventually suffer a great loss.

  Seeing Liu, Not Yet had a thoughtful expression. Zhen Yangzi nodded slightly, the child can be taught, and he understood at once. He turned around and continued to go back to his closed quarters, the meaning was very clear. In such matters, they relied on their own abilities to fight, but Zhen Yangzi would not intervene!

  But Liu Bu-yi suddenly found himself in a difficult situation when it came to Taoist principles. He was only just beginning and would absolutely not be a match for Song Yuanzi.

  Even if he knew it was Song Yuanyuan who stabbed him in the back, he had no way of going back.

  "A blacksmith must also be hard on himself," Liu said to himself. In short, all competition is a contest of strength, and only by strengthening one's own power can one cope with all challenges!

  Liu was mentally prepared for defense and counterattack, no longer hesitant. He picked up a large bowl of fish soup and drank it in one gulp.

  This fish head has been growing for over 200 years, and the meat is absolutely not tender. It's a bit like beef, but after stewing for several hours, the flavor has all dissolved into the soup.

  Liu Bu had only taken a sip when he started to sweat slightly on his forehead, and even his lower abdomen began to feel a slight burning sensation.

  "Good stuff, indeed good stuff!" Liu Bu's eyes showed delight. A large pot of fish soup was drunk by him without leaving a single drop.

  His whole body suddenly became hot and his face started to turn red.

  Liu was not surprised but delighted in his heart, which proved that the fish meat was indeed very nourishing. It contained strong blood and energy, and was truly a top-notch good thing.

  Although the fish monster had a suspicion of eating humans, out of sight, out of mind. Liu Bu Yi did not personally go to cut open the fish monster, nor did he want to know what was inside its belly.

  After drinking the nourishing fish soup, Liu Bei began to practice the Eight Trigrams Divine Fist. Although the Eight Trigrams Divine Fist is a superior martial art in this world, it has similarities with the internal fist of his original world, both having two cultivation methods: practicing and fighting.

  Liu Bu-yue is now practicing the law, every move and gesture is as heavy as a mountain. The scorching hot flow generated in his body is all transformed into internal energy.

  In the blink of an eye, Liu Buji had been living in Yunlai Village for over a month. Not only had he thoroughly established himself here, but his cultivation had also made tremendous progress. He was literally changing with each passing day.

  It turned out that Song Yuansu, who had been secretly on guard against Liu Buji, did not make any moves at all, and it was unknown whether he was seriously injured by the fish monster last time and temporarily retreated.

  However, Songyuanzi still didn't make a move. The more Liu Bu felt uneasy in his heart, the more he thought that only a thief can be on guard for a thousand days, but how can one defend against thieves for a thousand days?

  So Song Yu Zi didn't make a move, instead letting Liu Bu Yi remain on high alert, feeling uneasy. It made him become restless and anxious over the past two days, earlier when he was practicing his skills, he almost lost control of his breath.

  "This won't do!" Liu thought to himself, it's not good to be suspicious all the time. Might as well take the initiative!

  A cold glint flashed in his eyes. Since Zhen Yangzi didn't say a word, it seemed that even if he resorted to some underhanded tactics, it wouldn't be a big deal.

  Since it's been decided, let's get going right away. Thinking of this, Liu Bu Yi couldn't sit still anymore and was about to take action.

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