It feels good to chat with this guy Shan Qiuming.
He and Lao Jiang have many similarities.
Although he is a genuine krypton gold warrior and does not hide his extravagant style of a rich second-generation, he also has the boldness and frankness that a body cultivator should have.
This person interprets the word "straightforward" very vividly.
He does not hide his likes and dislikes, and always says what he thinks. He is the kind of guy who has a good background, dares to speak the truth, and is not afraid of offending others.
It's not easy to make friends with such people, the first impression is very important.
They have the mentality that the world revolves around them, and therefore are not willing to spend time changing their impressions of others.
in other words.
If you hit it off, you can quickly become friends.
It is very similar to what Lao Jiang heard in his previous life: some people never look at money when making friends. No matter how rich they are, they are not as rich as you.
Fortunately, Shan Qiuming had a good first impression of Lao Jiang.
Moreover, as Lao Jiang said, in a sense, they are indeed the same kind of people.
"Your hometown is in Fengming Country?"
Near dusk, two guys sat on the left and right of an artificial lake in Liu's house, each holding a fishing rod, enjoying the simple and boring leisure time.
Their minds were not on fishing itself, they just picked an activity to set off the increasingly in-depth chat.
Jiang Xia was very surprised after learning about Shan Qiu Ming's life experience.
He casually threw a handful of bait into the lake in front of him, and said to Shan Qiuming, who was recuperating on a stool beside him:
"No way? How come I didn't know that this damn place called Fengming Country also gave birth to a family of cultivators?"
"There are so many things you don't know."
Shan Qiuming snorted and said casually:
“Although the Immortal Alliance was established only five hundred years ago, cultivators were born much earlier. I often hear my second uncle, who runs a black market in Jingji City, gossiping about it.
As an old man, he always likes to talk about ancient things to show off his erudition.
According to him, the first batch of cultivators in Kumu Realm had already existed ten thousand years ago, when Kumu Realm was just an ordinary small spiritual world.
We monks grow and develop together with this world.
Five thousand years ago, the first powerful being from the other side appeared in Ku Mu Realm. However, he did not stay there. Instead, he left this world and explored beyond the stars.
And then never came back.
Three thousand years ago, the second powerful being from the other shore appeared, unified the chaotic world of cultivation, and established basic rules for the cultivators, but did not form a force.
Instead, after stopping the chaos and setting rules, he followed in the footsteps of the first sage and also left this world.
A thousand years ago, the third powerful being from the other side appeared. She was the Holy Spirit of Heaven and Earth of the spirit clan, Lady Asarum.
She didn't leave.
But he did not choose to interfere with the practice in Ku Mu Realm.
Instead, he had been protecting his own tribe and had no sense of existence. Finally, seven hundred years ago, the Taoist Ancestor Fu Shi of our human race also advanced to the other shore realm.
You will know what happened next. After the demons were wiped out in the West Sea, the Immortal Alliance was established and has continued to this day."
"What does this have to do with your Shan family?"
Lao Jiang frowned and said:
"Your topic spans a bit far."
"Don't be impatient. You were the one who asked me about my family background first. I will definitely explain it to you clearly."
Shan Qiu Ming picked up a grass stem, put it in his mouth, and crossed his legs nonchalantly, not caring that his big movements scared the fish in the water.
He was at ease, and said with pride:
“My Shan family’s ancestor was a cultivator of the same era as Taoist Master Fushi. It is said that he was fortunate enough to travel among the stars with Taoist Master Fushi. Unfortunately, my ancestor did not have the blessing to reach the other side.
After wasting three hundred years in the Sea of ​​Bitterness, he saw his good friend reaching the other side. He became anxious and tried to break through forcefully, but failed. He passed away among the stars without leaving any trace.
My great-grandparents were just ordinary monks.
With the help of their ancestors, they joined a large sect and cultivated to the stage of seeking the way. However, they both died in the battle to eliminate demons in the West Sea. They could be considered heroes.
My grandparents were not so lucky, but they relied on the influence of their ancestors to join a large sect and practice in peace. As a result, they were unlucky enough to meet Xiaofeng, the demon saint of the demon clan, and suddenly became possessed and went mad in the spiritual realm of Zhongzhou.
As a result, he died without a complete body.
My parents are even worse.
They practiced for more than a hundred years and barely reached the spiritual realm, but when they were offering sacrifices to their ancestors in the West Sea, they encountered an outbreak of demonic energy from the Sin Abyss and were unfortunately buried there.
Only my sister and I are left to depend on each other, and my second uncle who has no spiritual roots."
Shan Qiuming's tone also dropped.
Old Jiang finally understood how Shan Qiu Ming developed his dissolute character. In his previous life, he had seen many people whose families had fallen, and they were very similar to Shan Qiu Ming in front of him.
The glory of our ancestors has gone away.
But descendants still live in the shadows of their ancestors, letting the beautiful past and cruel reality intertwine, yet they are unwilling to lower their proud heads, thus forming a very conflicted mentality.
This is not a good thing.
"Boss Jiang, I'm actually very skeptical."
Shan Qiuming looked at the sun above his head. He held a dogtail grass in his mouth, stood on tiptoe, and said in a casual tone:
“Perhaps it was because my ancestor was too talented and brilliant. She alone used up all the luck of my Shan family for thousands of years, causing each generation of the Shan family to become weaker than the previous one after her.
My family used to be a famous cultivation family in Kumu Realm, but now, there are only two or three kittens left."
"Don't be so discouraged, fellow Shandao."
Old Jiang listened to the story of the Shan family's defeat calmly. He held the fishing rod and said in a gentle tone:
“Your family has certainly lost a lot.
But at least you still have money.
You feel that you are extremely unlucky, but to be honest, with your conditions, 99.9% of the cultivators in the entire Ku Mu Realm are willing to give up everything and sacrifice themselves for you.
Happiness is something that depends on comparison.”
As he spoke, Lao Jiang told Shan Qiumin his experience in a different way. His story was very short, not as complicated as the Shan family's story, which lasted for more than a thousand years.
After Shan Qiuming heard this, he pursed his lips, changed his gestures, and said to Lao Jiang:
"Indeed, what you said makes sense. After listening to your story, I suddenly feel that my life is pretty good now. At least I don't have to worry about money."
"Is it?"
Old Jiang chuckled and pulled up the fishing rod in his hand, but he caught nothing, which made Jiang Xia embarrassed.
He looked around, the ring flashed, and a small detonator was caught in his hand.
He blinked at Shan Qiuming and said:
"So don't complain about yourself like a woman, Fellow Daoist Shan. Your current situation is actually not a bad thing. It's a good thing to abandon the glory of your family and go into battle lightly.
Just with your personality.
As long as you don't die, you will be able to make a career sooner or later."
As he spoke, Lao Jiang threw the detonator in his hand towards the artificial lake in front of him. A few seconds later, there was a muffled bang.
Water splashed everywhere.
Soon a large number of poor fish turned upside down appeared on the surface of the water.
"We'll have something delicious tonight."
Jiang Xia rubbed his hands like a fisherman with a good catch, and said to Shan Qiuming who was looking at him in amazement:
"The Liu family has been raising these fish for more than ten years. They are very plump and delicious. Anyone who sees them can have a share. I'll give you half. Go to the kebab stall in Ruyifang Market tonight and let the chefs make you spicy grilled fish.
This is a secret condiment that has never been seen before, and it will definitely make you full.”
Shan Qiuming curled his lips and looked at Jiang Xia who had rolled up his trouser legs. He said:
"I have seen many people fishing, but frying fish is something that you, Boss Jiang, can do without any pressure. You don't care about the dignity of a cultivator at all."
"That is."
Old Jiang laughed without feeling ashamed and said:
“I don’t have the same idol baggage as you do. I climbed up from the bottom of my life, so no matter which direction I go, as long as I keep going.
Then I am always on the rise.
Every day brings something new to discover.”
Watching Lao Jiang standing on the water and catching fish with his feet wrapped in spiritual energy, Shan Qiuming did not step forward to help. He still maintained the attitude of a second-generation rich man and leaned back in his chair.
He stared at Jiang Xia's background. After a few breaths, he curled his lips and whispered:
"He's not even half my age, but he talks like an old man, always playing those double-talk tricks.
I am a cultivator in the realm of truth, do I still need you to teach me?"
"Hey, you should know that even if you lower your voice, I can still hear you, right?"
Without even turning his head, Lao Jiang said:
"If you continue to be so presumptuous, be careful or I'll ask my seniors to beat you up! You're only in the realm of truth, but you think you're a big shot."
——
Old Jiang didn't try to enlighten Shan Qiuming on purpose.
He didn't have the time to chat with the rich second generation, mainly because Shan Qiu Ming might become his future partner, so it was important to maintain a good relationship.
Besides, he fried fish... Well, fishing is not something that can be done casually. There are distinguished guests coming tonight, so he has to prepare a meal that is not too bad.
That night, midnight.
The night market in Ruyifang City is very prosperous.
Bearded Morty's locally brewed beer is very popular, especially when enjoyed with spicy skewers with wasteland condiments, the joy and satisfaction are increased by at least ten.
In addition, Julie would set up a stage in the market every night and find a group of ragged young ladies to sing and dance, with the help of lighting.
Although it is somewhat immoral, it also enriches the nightlife of men and women of all ages in Fengyang County.
Even some young officials in the city would dress up and come here with their family and guards to join in the fun.
It’s not that the ancients didn’t have a nightlife.
They just have too few ways to enjoy themselves to choose from, so they are happy to try them as long as someone offers them, such as in some of the newly opened shops on the edge of the night market.
The arcade game that Jasmine had just found time to make attracted a lot of street urchins. They gathered around this newfangled thing, shouting and cheering.
They also gave each other some Kunlunfang cigarettes that had just been sold for a few months, and lit them with very fashionable kerosene lighters, adding a lively atmosphere to the night.
"Are you all ready?"
In the large garden of Liu's house, Old Jiang, who was wearing a black gown, asked Ruyue beside him.
The secretary stroked her hair and said:
"Everything is ready, boss. We have used the highest standards and even borrowed some cultivator tools from Elder Wang. I don't know if the senior is satisfied.
But the current conditions cannot be any better.”
"Um."
Jiang Xia nodded.
He stood in the elegant garden in the night, with his hands behind his back, gazing up at the night sky. He had no idea how the great senior, whom Hongyan would invite to give him initiation, would appear.
After a few breaths, Lao Jiang and Ruyue looked up at the same time .
They felt an aura approaching, not heavy or majestic, just like a breeze blowing in the night, but the pressure it emanated should not be underestimated.
"God-cultivation realm?"
Lao Jiang was shocked.
The pressure on him reminded him of the feeling of meeting Shi Yan when he first entered the sect, but it was much weaker than the pressure when Shi Yan exploded.
However, this vague and unpredictable feeling, even without a trace of malice, can still make his heart tremble, as if he is facing the instinctive oppression of the earth. He must be in the realm of spiritual cultivation without a doubt.
Two realms higher than him!
The Hongyan Society is really good at this. They actually invited such a great senior just to earn a mere 50,000 immortal coins from Jiangxia... Isn't that too ungentlemanly?
“Ah!”
A strange humming sounded in the moonlit sky.
The roar was clearly heard by the two people in the garden. It was a weak sound, much like the cry of a cat, but with a hint of a ferocious beast.
As the veil of light clouds rose, the bright moonlight that sprinkled into the courtyard seemed to be somewhat obscured by the clouds rising in the sky, wandering in the veil of light intertwined with the moonlight.
A not-so-big monster was flying down towards Liu Mansion with its four claws in the air and carrying a graceful person.
The auspicious beast has a body like a tiger or leopard, its head and tail like a dragon, its fur is both gold and jade, and it has a pair of small green wings on its shoulders, but they are like decorations and cannot be unfolded.
The most peculiar thing is that it has a horn on its head, but it bends slightly backwards.
It looks very elegant when running, passing through the clouds and mist, with a little golden light sprinkled down, and its slender mane fluttering in the air like a longevity eyebrow.
The fashion level is maxed out.
"brave troops?"
Ruyue behind Lao Jiang exclaimed, recognizing the appearance of the auspicious beast, but Jiang Xia zoomed in and out with his left eye several times, then shook his head and corrected himself in the chip communication:
“No, those divine beasts like Dang Kang and Bai Ze are no longer in Ku Mu Realm. This should be just a spirit leopard with Pi Xiu bloodline.
The demonic energy has not yet been completely refined.
His cultivation level cannot be seen, but it should not be higher than that of the demon general.
And looking at its soft and sticky pet appearance, it is just a little better looking, a little prettier, a little more handsome, and a little cooler. But if a fight really breaks out.
Even if our stupid monster is black and ugly, we can still defeat it."
"Boss, you are so jealous... Even if Liu Hui is not afraid, it will definitely be no problem for her to eat both of us."
Ruyue complained.
But as Jiang Xia took a few steps forward, holding the ancient ritual, he asked the female cultivator in white who stood up behind the spirit leopard that fell into the white flowers, with the petals flying everywhere like a strange vision in a sea of ​​flowers.
"Jiang Xia (Ruyue), a disciple of Mo Shuang Mountain, respectfully welcomes the senior."
"No need to be so polite."
The fairy in white before him had a slender figure. When she put her legs together, she was at least 1.8 meters tall. She did not have any special decorations to indicate her identity.
The Taoist bun she wore was also an ordinary hair accessory.
It seemed that she really didn't want to reveal her background, so she covered her face with a veil, even covering her eyes.
She put her hands together on her abdomen and said to the two people in front of her in a very soft voice:
"I am in a hurry, who is the fellow Daoist pigeon?"
“Let’s start the initiation now.”
——
On the other side, next to the Ruyifang Night Market.
He was sitting on a rattan chair with his left hand bandaged.
Shan Qiuming, who was holding the joystick and buttons with his right hand, staring at the screen, controlling the character, and beating a group of local street thugs with cool fighting skills, suddenly raised his head.
Looking at Liu’s house not far away.
His expression became extremely strange at this moment, and he stood up suddenly.
He said to a street kid beside him who was watching intently:
"Brother, you play for me. I just bought a hundred game coins. Anyone who sees it can get a share. Let's have fun tonight. It's my treat."
After saying that, Shan Qiu Ming grabbed his skewers and ate them while quickly walking towards Liu's residence amid the cheers of a group of ancient street urchins.
"That annoying woman!"
"Why is she here?"