If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 120: The Investiture of the Gods

The guests outside the private room were too noisy, but Xiaoyu couldn't chase them away, although she really wanted to do so.

She came over to greet them and was planning to "upgrade" their seats. She paid some of her own money to have them move to a private room far away, and then sealed off a few tables nearby to create a slightly quieter conversation environment for Patriarch Qingsong.

If Aunt Liu was right at the door, she would just let Aunt Liu handle it.

No one knew where Aunt Liu had gone.

This wasn't a big deal for Xiaoyu, so she planned to tell them herself.

It is normal for girls serving customers in brothels to call "Master" or "Young Master" and for underage girls to call "Daddy" or "Master".

She casually called out "Daddy", and the middle-aged and elderly people in brocade robes who were playing finger-guessing games also looked over. Although they didn't say anything, they accepted it in their hearts and agreed.

Then Zifu began to devote all his energy to deriving the "method to kill moles and hair."

"Mole Hair" is the nickname she gave to the mysterious and powerful man.

He was of medium build, and wore a square hat with the Chinese characters for "Fu, Lu, and Shou" on it.

The light blue brocade robe with gold-painted cloud patterns looked like a rice dumpling leaf, tightly wrapping his chubby and short body.

But being fat is not his most striking feature.

The most eye-catching thing is the black mole the size of a broad bean in the middle of the right white and plump cheek, with a two-inch long golden hair growing on the black mole.

The golden hair is thick, long and shiny, like a golden thread, so damn flashy.

Xiaoyu guessed that the other party was hiding his identity.

Because judging from his behavior, he "should" not know any martial arts at all.

His steps were unsteady and his center of gravity was unstable. He staggered when he moved and lacked breath when he spoke.

The green tongue coating, the dark shadows in the eye sockets, the bloodshot eyes, and all the other external features indicated that he was a very weak person, but the Purple Palace was working at full capacity for him.

"Well, Aunt Liu told me that she wants to find better seats for all the 'fathers'."

Her thoughts turned thousands of times, but she only paused for a moment, her face remained calm and her eyes did not turn to the side.

"We were drinking happily, why did you suddenly change seats?" asked a tall, bearded middle-aged man.

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Aunt's arrangement must have a deep meaning. When you go there, you will naturally understand."

Let Aunt Liu find reasons and excuses. It was her fault in the first place, and she deserves the hard work.

"Xiao Fengxian, are you and Master Zhang——"

Speaking of Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu actually walked out from another private room.

She was obviously familiar with the guests at the table, and she called out from a distance.

"Aunt Liu, why did you come here by yourself?" Xiao Yu took two quick steps, grabbed her arm, and said, "Isn't it just to change a quieter seat for the guests? I've already told you, but you still don't trust me."

Aunt Liu shot her a few sharp eyes and greeted the guests with a smile. After a few words, the waiters came over to help carry the plates and wine jugs.

The girls were also smart. They held the guests' arms, made all kinds of jokes, and coaxed them to go downstairs.

Before they left, Xiaoyu returned to the private room with a pot of hot tea.

Aunt Liu is smarter than anyone else, and you can understand what she means without her having to explain it too clearly.

In fact, Aunt Liu is not a careless person.

Although Qingsong the Taoist boy has an extraordinary identity, the reason why Aunt Liu knows Qingsong is extraordinary is because she knows Sui Yuanzi and knows Sui Yuanzi's status in the Prince's Mansion of Qinghe County. Even if Lei Zhen of Tianmenhui wants to curry favor with him, he has no chance.

Now that she had the chance, shouldn't she perform well? Should she let Sui Yuanzi stand foolishly outside the private room?

Xiaoyu was accompanying the little Taoist boy Qingsong in a private room, while Aunt Liu was carefully serving Sui Yuanzi in another private room.

As a result, I was careless for a moment and let the girls lead the guests to the table outside the private room.

As the saying goes, if you live in a shop selling abalone for a long time, you won’t notice its stench.

Aunt Liu stayed in Hongxiufang all year round and didn't notice the noise problem at all.

"Grandmaster, why are you looking at me like this?"

Xiaoyu refilled Qingsong's cup of tea and brought over a few plates of snacks, but she noticed that the other party had a very strange expression and was looking at her face strangely.

"I am surprised by your calmness in Hongxiufang." Taoist Qingsong said with emotion.

Xiaoyu understood that he knew everything that had just happened outside, but she still didn't quite understand his feelings.

"What do you mean by Grandmaster?"

Qingsong Dao Tong said: "With your wisdom and talent, you should be a very proud person, but now you call others 'Daddy' naturally. Alas, you don't feel any reluctance or unwillingness, and you have completely adapted to the environment here."

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "This is the rule, there is no need to be proud or not.

The old master must be very proud, but facing His Majesty the Human Emperor and the etiquette of the Great Qin, can you still stand straight and refuse to kneel or bend?

Don't tell anyone that I'm already in the teaching office.

Even in wealthy families, according to rules and etiquette, servants have to call their masters "Master and Mother".

Following the rules is wisdom and not shameful at all.

It is an honor to be polite and well-mannered. "

That's definitely not what she thinks.

If you give her a little bit of power, His Majesty the Human Emperor is just a fart!
If anyone dares to make her unhappy, she will never give him the chance to be unhappy again.

But when facing outsiders, she must show that she is a law-abiding and peaceful person.

Qingsong Dao Tong had a tangled expression and said, “What you said makes sense, but it’s hard to imagine that you can understand and do it at such a young age.

You were the young lady of the Guan family who had awakened the Sword Bone magical power. You also killed Kong Zan and became famous all over the world."

Xiao Yu laughed again, "Who am I? Who do you think the girl who lives in the same courtyard with me is? The daughter of Lu's Prime Minister, Yumian Wenqu Dou Yilin!
She is the daughter of the prime minister!
If something is different, just accept it.

I am a barbarian, what is there to be upset about?"

Qingsong Dao Tong frowned and said, "You are quite courageous. You dare to live in the same yard with her."

Xiao Yu rolled her eyes and said, "Old Master, you are a smart person but you are talking nonsense. If I had a choice, would I still end up in a brothel?"

Qingsong Dao Tong said with a smile: "I came to see you today, isn't it to offer you a bright future?
You killed Kong Zan and deposed Zhou Lang at Feixiandu, which was a great achievement. The Qin court wants to reward you!"

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Grandmaster, you want to take me out of the sea of ​​suffering and go to the upper country of China to practice Taoism?"

Qingsong Dao Tong shook his head and said bluntly: "When you still had your sword bone magical power, I looked down on you.

Now you are still alive, but your magical powers are gone. Let alone cultivating the Dao, even if it is the Dao of Immortal Martial Arts, you won’t be able to go far.”

Xiaoyu's "heart of expectation" that had just floated up fell down instantly and broke into two pieces.

But she still struggled and said, “Grandmaster, you probably don’t know that the divine doctor Min who treated me is very powerful. He almost integrated all the spiritual power of the sword bone into his blood. I have been practicing internal energy very quickly recently.

I'm not bragging, among the young generation in Tianmen Town, no one is stronger than me."

Qingsong Dao Tong smiled and asked, "Have you practiced many kinds of sword skills recently?"

Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

It’s not surprising that Taoist Qingsong could see that she had mastered many kinds of sword skills.

But since he could see it, why did he still think her future was doomed?

"Yes, I will keep your teachings in mind and try to collect as many sword manuals as possible, practice various sword intents, and use sword intent to nourish the sword bones."

Qingsong Dao Tong sighed, "I did say that, but this is a different time.

At that time, your sword bone magical power was still there, and no matter how complex the sword intent was, it could be suppressed by the sword bone.

Now your sword bone is broken, and practicing too much sword intent will waste your mind and energy, and ruin your future."

"I don't quite understand. Isn't it true that the more sword intent you have, the stronger it is?" Xiao Yu said.

Qingsong Dao Tong said: "You immortal martial arts practitioners pay attention to the three minor talents of 'heart, mind and intention'.

'Heart' is the master of 'Spirit' and is the foundation of the three minor talents.

First, you spend too much of your mind on the "spiritual intent" of the sword moves, and you use your mind to concentrate on the sword intent, but your mind is limited.

Secondly, the heart is the trunk and the divine will is the branches and leaves. Too many branches and leaves will crush the trunk.

Even the "human immortals" who follow the path of immortal martial arts need to interact with each other's lives.

What is nature? Nature is the mind, or it can be said to be the sum of "heart, spirit and will".

If you have crushed your 'heart', how can you connect your life and soul and condense your inner elixir?
If the sword bone magical power was still there, the situation would be very different.

The sword spirit nourishes the sword bone, the sword bone strengthens the mind and body, a strong body means a strong internal breath, a strong mind means a strong 'trunk', and eventually a virtuous circle is formed, 'a big tree with deep roots and luxuriant branches and leaves'.

If the opportunity is sufficient, perhaps one can achieve immortal status."

——Since sword intent can nourish sword bones, why can’t it repair sword bones?
Xiaoyu was not convinced, but did not say it out loud.

She didn't intend to reveal anything about the repair of the sword bone to anyone.

Unless the little thief Qingsong Daozhen gives her a bright future and takes her to Daqin.

"What does the 'good future' that the old master mentioned mean?"

Qingsong Dao Tong put his right hand into his left sleeve, fumbled around inside for a while, and pulled out a black scroll embroidered with a golden dragon pattern. He asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Xiaoyu stared at the scroll rolled into a stick, feeling dazed.

It was as if she had become a lowly slave, kneeling on the ground, looking up at the emperor on the throne.

The soul felt tremendous pressure, and the chest felt a little stuffy.

This made her very uncomfortable.

Out of instinctive resistance, a ferocious tiger suddenly jumped out from the center of her purple palace (after taking the bone-changing pill, her purple palace expanded and replaced her sea of ​​consciousness) and roared at the scroll: "Roar!!"

Strands of black and red murderous aura burst out from around the ferocious tiger, and half of the Purple Palace was "polluted".

The vision before her eyes changed immediately.

No longer are slaves facing the almighty emperor.

Instead, it was a brutal and ferocious tiger, facing a huge throne made up of countless corpses and broken weapons.

There was no one on the throne, only a black shadow. The black shadow looked terrifying, but the ferocious tiger roared unyieldingly, its ferocity was surging, and the murderous aura surrounding it was even stronger.

The ribbon-like black and red evil spirits, like extremely sharp blades, confronted the majestic black shadow on the throne.

"Eh" Qingsong Taoist almost lost his grip on the scroll.

A burning evil spirit inexplicably came from the palm of his hand, rushed along his arm into his sea of ​​consciousness, and turned into a raging sea of ​​blood. In the sea of ​​blood, there were countless dead souls wailing, cursing, accusing, and shouting "浳浳老秦".

If he didn't have an immortal soul, he would have almost perished.

"What are you doing?" His face changed drastically, and he quickly made hand gestures with his empty left hand. The golden dragon pattern on the surface of the dazzling black scroll was lit up, and golden runes floated in the air.

As the restrictions on the scroll were activated, the evil spirit was immediately suppressed.

The roaring tiger was crushed by the invisible pressure. Xiaoyu's head felt like it was hit by a hammer. He groaned and his eyes went dark.

"The changes in the List of Gods are really related to you. What did you just do?" Taoist Qingsong stared at her and asked.

"Gods List?"

Xiaoyu's soul was traumatized. She was originally confused and had a splitting headache, but the exaggerated term "Investiture of the Gods" directly awakened her.

“I didn’t do anything just now, I didn’t take the initiative to do anything, I just saw the scroll in your hand and inexplicably activated the fierce tiger’s divine will.

It is the evil spirit of the black tiger condensed from the Guan family's "Tiger Soul Seven Kills" heart technique.

He separated a strand of his soul and transformed it into a ferocious tiger filled with blood and murderous aura.

The evil spirit of the fierce tiger's soul is the reason why the Seven Killings Secret can kill ghosts and gods."

Taoist Qingsong frowned and said, "Your fierce tiger aura seems to have stimulated the Conferred God List and activated its original..."

He paused, swallowed back the words about the secret of the Investiture of the Gods, and said, "It can attract the fierce and evil spirit of the Investiture of the Gods itself. It seems that the Guan family is not bragging. The Tiger Soul Seven Killings is probably related to the ancient evil god."

"Is it the evil god Chi You?" Xiao Yu asked.

Qingsong Dao Tong shook his head, "Chi You was an ancient ancestor, a human being, not a vicious demon tiger. Don't practice Tiger Soul Seven Kills anymore, it can stir up a wisp of ancient evil spirit, it's too ominous."

The Conferred God List just now activated a ray of ancient evil spirit, so he speculated that this technique was related to a certain evil god in ancient times.

But he didn't know who the evil spirit was.

We can be 100% sure that the other party is not a human, but a ferocious tiger, a very, very ferocious tiger.

"Grandmaster, if you teach me a magic technique, I won't practice it anymore." Xiao Yu said.

——Although the fierce tiger spirit connected to the evil spirit of the Conferred God List was crushed by the mysterious power, a wisp of ancient evil spirit that was incorporated into the fierce tiger spirit soul has been absorbed by me. Seeing that the Tiger Soul Seven Killings is about to be completed, you asked me to stop practicing.
Qingsong looked at her deeply and sneered: "If you don't listen to me, you will regret it sooner or later."

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Grandmaster, I'm not disobedient, I just have no choice! You should help me choose a city god first!"

(End of this chapter)