This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 53 Ancient Tomb
Xiao He and Xu Ji were both good-for-nothings, and Xiang Yuan was only interested in martial arts. The identity of Xiao Mansion's guard and playmate was not suitable for him and would only be a burden to both sides, so Xiao He arranged for him to be Baoyilang.

With this identity, I can use others to sharpen my knives.

Now that the hidden danger in Songjiazhuang has been eliminated, there will be no Huangquan Dao disciples who will take the initiative to give away their experience in the short term. Joining Mingzhu, Tang Rou and their group is equivalent to finding an organization. They can use the young heroes' intelligence network to slay demons and eliminate monsters, instead of relying on Wang Wenxu's intelligence every time.

Once or twice is just a coincidence, but if it happens too many times, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

With the protection of the young heroes, I can enjoy the shade under the big tree. Every day I am either practicing martial arts or sharpening my sword. Just thinking about it makes me happy.

Tang Rou offered too much, Xiang Yuan could not refuse, he clasped his hands together and said seriously: "Miss Tang, we are martial artists, we cultivate our bodies and minds, if it is to punish evil and promote good, we can sacrifice our body and mind, I see that you are all high-spirited people, I am willing to advance and retreat with you."

"No problem, I'll take care of it."

Tang Rou patted her chest until it made a loud thumping sound, then raised her eyebrows and said, "First come, first served. I'm the senior, so just call me sister and let me hear it."

How difficult is this!

Xiang Yuan nodded, then turned to look at Ming Zhu: "Master, please introduce me to you. I am alone. I can defeat a strong enemy once, but I can't win every time. I am willing to be your sword and borrow your strength to encourage each other."

"You are not worthy of being a master. Calling me Mingzhu is enough." Mingzhu said with a faint smile.

"Hey, just call me sister. I won't tell anyone." Tang Rou was a little anxious.

"In that case, I am so shameless. Master Mingzhu is polite. You can just call me Xiang Yuan." Xiang Yuan smiled back.

"No, I am a monk, so it is easier to call you the donor."

"That's fine. It's just a name. Whatever your name is, I will be that person. Master Mingzhu can do whatever is convenient for you."

"Your wisdom is profound, and I am not as good as you."

The two of them had a very pleasant conversation. One wanted to make friends, while the other already admired him. They praised each other's business and left Tang Rou aside.

"Monk, you're ruining my good thing!"

Tang Rou tried to squeeze in but failed. Seeing Ming Zhu make the final decision and sincerely invite Xiang Yuan to join, she was so angry that she put one hand on her waist.

In the master's sect, there would have been people who came to make the little junior sister happy. But now it is different from the past. Xiang Yuan only has eyes for the monk, and the monk only has eyes for Xiang Yuan. Even if she has bright eyes and white teeth, she is like a weed standing here and no one cares about her.

The kendo girl was devastated, thinking that she had done nothing in recent times. Every day she was either running around in vain or scheduled to run around in vain in the next round. She had not met any disciples of Huangquan Dao. She did not want to continue wasting time, so she decided to ask her senior sister for help.

Xiang Yuan was introduced by Mingzhu to meet a group of young knights. He spoke modestly, calling them "young knight" and "female knight". Everyone knew that he was very capable, and seeing that he was a humble person, they all liked him.

All the complaints about the martial arts performance disappeared, and were replaced by cautious praise for Xiang Yuan's debate.

Who wouldn’t be happy to have such a steady and humble teammate!
The villagers in Songjiazhuang were still asleep. Although Xiang Yuan was trying to protect the people, he couldn't privately use their stored grain to entertain everyone. After a brief discussion, he decided to leave one or two people to watch the night, taking turns every hour, and the rest of them went to the charity cemetery to spend the night.

Everyone destroyed the formation, fetched water to wash away the ashes of the Huangquan Dao disciples, led the fast horses outside the village into the village, and then rested.

Silent all night.

The next day, Xiang Yuan got up very early.

He fought hard against the seven disciples of Huangquan Dao and was exhausted. He had no energy to continue keeping watch, so he sat cross-legged in meditation and had a good sleep while focusing on three things at once.

When he walked into the village, several strong villagers woke up. They showed Xiang Yuan the documents of Baoyi Lang, inquired about what happened, and explained what happened last night.

Although the villagers were skeptical, they knew that the man had fallen asleep and could not wake up. Under Xiang Yuan's guidance, they remembered the strange phenomenon that a large number of ghosts suddenly appeared in the village. As more and more villagers woke up, everyone talked to each other and finally sorted out the matter.

At noon, the village women lit a fire and cooked, and the village men brought the prey from their homes, skinned and meated it, warmly welcoming Xiang Baoyi who had come from afar.

The people of Songjiazhuang are tough, conservative and xenophobic. They look down on the so-called Baoyi. But after the disaster last night, they have a very good impression of the newcomer Xiang Baoyi. Several village elders who have woken up also speak highly of him.

This is a life-saving favor, Xiang Baoyi is not an outsider.

Xiang Yuan successfully maxed out his prestige, but still felt it was not enough, so he danced with his sword in an open space in the village, performing the 8864-style Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword, which attracted the attention of the children in the village, and there was a constant stream of exclamations.

He has a kind character, is humble and gentle. Not only the villagers but also the young men watching over him admire him even more and call him a man of morality.

His character is so well-established that his reputation among the public is almost catching up with Wang Mang's.

After lunch, the hungry young men were able to fill their stomachs. At that age when they were full of energy and dedicated to pursuing justice, they had no time to sit still. They rode on their horses in groups of three or four to go to the surrounding villages to find out the situation.

As the guardian of Songjiazhuang, Xiang Yuan couldn't run around with them. He made an agreement with Mingzhu that if there was any news about the evil spirits in southern Xinjiang, they could come to Songjiazhuang to find him. As long as there was any action to punish evil and promote good, he would never refuse to help anyone.

His real idea was to save time on gathering intelligence and practicing, and to sharpen his knife immediately after receiving the news.

After seeing everyone off, Xiang Yuan met with the village elders, told them about his rules as a Baoyi Lang, and then rode his red horse to Yulin Academy to purchase goods. By the way, he read the book of formations and asked Wang Wenxu to teach him the essence. He first did a cramming-style speed run to go over the basics.

Xiang Yuan spent seven or eight days like this. He practiced martial arts and studied every day, feeling extremely fulfilled and energetic. He did not despise Songjiazhuang because of the lack of supplies and the barrenness of this place.

On this day, Xiang Yuan was honing his sword skills in the yard.

He was skilled in using the Lone Star Chasing the Moon and liked this move, which enabled him to kill any enemy he encountered. However, he was troubled by the fact that it consumed too much of his spiritual energy, so he thought of integrating it into the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword, simplifying the sword moves into sword techniques that consumed much of his spiritual energy, making it a small sure-kill move.

In addition to the need to fight the enemy, there is also the idea of ​​concealing the knife's power.

Lone Star Chasing the Moon is the secret of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Perhaps it has already been spread out, but the thieves are mostly strong men like the uncle master. The Heavenly Sword Sect wants to retrieve it but has put it on hold due to the huge loss.

He is different, he is in the awakening stage, the ant realm. If he doesn’t explain himself clearly, the Tiandao Sect will definitely get rid of him on the spot.

The Tian Sect is divided into three parts: Tianjian is crazy, Tiandao is domineering, and Tianwu is arrogant. Although these three are famous and upright sects, they actually occupy the mountains and act like kings. Each of them has a worse temper than the other, and their reputation is extremely bad.

Xiang Yuan doesn't want to have any disputes with the Tian Dao Sect, so he must keep the Tian Dao style secret.

"Xiang Baoyi, are you practicing martial arts again?"

An old man pushed the door open and walked in. His name was Song Shan. Because of his seniority, the village men all called him Third Grandpa. Before Xiang Yuan came, he was basically half the village chief.

Having experienced the power of Huangquan Dao, Song Shan became quite supportive of Xiang Yuan. A few days ago, he prepared some wine at home and chased Xiang Yuan to become sworn brothers with him, and he almost succeeded.

Although it didn't work out, Xiang Yuan changed the way he addressed him.

"Song Laosan, I don't like drinking, so don't come to me." Xiang Yuan sheathed the knife.

"I'm not drinking, there's something... uh, I forgot to tell you before, but I suddenly remembered it today..."

Song Shan hesitated, stepped forward and grabbed Xiang Yuan's wrist, whispering: "You also know that this village is very close to the southern border, and there are intermarriages with the Jiuyi tribe. Many women in the village have married there. When they go back to their parents' home, they will bring their husband's family here..."

Song Shan's voice became smaller and smaller, and then he talked about trade, tolls, and no need to pay, with a sincere face and ignorant eyes.

Xiang Yuan understood what he meant. Songjiazhuang, like Lin and Zhaozhuang before, made extra money from smuggling, but did not participate directly. They only collected tolls to cover up the other party.

"You are so good, Song Lao San, you dare to steal the tax money from the court!" Xiang Yuan snorted coldly.

"Baoyi has wronged me. How could we in Songjiazhuang have the guts to do that? We are all good people!" Song Shan's face flushed, as if he was really wronged.

Texas doesn't support idlers. If you don't have the courage, you'll be in trouble!
Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes. Songjiazhuang was unwilling to accept Baoyi and did not want to get close to the government. This was most likely the reason. Now that he had become Baoyi of Songjiazhuang, Song Shan knew that he would be exposed sooner or later, so he simply surrendered himself and tried to get leniency.

"Whether it is true or not, Ben Baoyi has a scale in his heart. Tell the truth. Why did you hide it until today?" Xiang Yuan said impartially.

Because I can't hide it anymore.

Song Shan felt helpless and lowered his head to explain the reason. There was a team of people escorting goods tonight and Songjiazhuang was a must-pass place. Xiang Yuan had eyes and could see it even without him saying anything.

"We didn't take much. If we divided it up, it would only be enough for a few village elders to buy some cattle and sheep. They have some tricks. If they don't accept it, they will just give it to their families. Besides, the other villages have already accepted it. Songjia Village doesn't dare to be too high-handed..."

"who are they?"

"It may be the Five Poison Sect."

"The Five Poison Sect..."

Xiang Yuan nodded secretly, thinking of the scarred man with arms that went past his knees, and continued, "Where do they usually hide the goods, and how often do they come to move them?"

"At first it took three to five days, but now it takes half a month. There is an ancient tomb after passing two mountains, where they stop and rest." Song Shan told the truth.

Ancient tomb?

Xiang Yuan's face turned strange. If you follow the procedures and routines, you will often have adventures in such places.

Do you want to join in the fun?
Come along, now you're here.

"Where exactly is the ancient tomb? From what era is it from? Has it been excavated?" Xiang Yuan asked questions continuously, asking Song Shan to tell him quickly.

"It is said that this is a large tomb from the last century. More than ten years ago, the earth dragon turned over and a big crack appeared. The Six Gates occupied this place and said they were catching thieves. When several people from the village arrived, the place had already been emptied."

Got it, they didn’t dig it clean!

　Ask for a monthly pass at the third watch!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)