Put away your magical powers now!.

Chapter 97 [Good Fortune is Hard to Give Up] (12000 words)
Chapter 12000: Difficult to Give Up Good Fortune ( words)
Gu Qingyi is killing a chicken!
When Chen Yan returned home and just walked to the gate of the yard, he saw Gu Qingyi standing in the yard, holding a free-range chicken in one hand and a sharp kitchen knife in his right hand.

The chicken struggled frantically in Gu Qingyi's hands, flapping its wings desperately, but how could it escape the control of a master in the Heavenly Man Realm?
I saw Gu Qingyi holding a kitchen knife, gesturing back and forth at the chicken's neck, as if he was thinking about where to cut the chicken.

When Chen Yan saw this, he immediately shouted, "Wait a minute!!"

Gu Qingyi raised an eyebrow, glanced at Chen Yan standing at the door, and slowly put down the kitchen knife in his hand: "You're back."

Chen Yan walked over and looked at the chicken in Gu Qingyi's hand: "Where did it come from? We don't have chickens at home."

Gu Qingyi didn't say anything, but Lu Sisi, who was squatting under the eaves, spoke up: "Just now, an uncle came to see you and brought four chickens and some local specialties. He said they were from the old village chief's family, and his surname was Zhao."

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment, then he understood in his heart - the old man accepted his gift and sent his son to return the gift.

Lu Sisi was squatting under the eaves. When Gu Qingyi was about to kill a chicken, she covered her eyes and was a little hesitant to look - it wasn't that she was being pretentious.

Lu Sisi is not the kind of saintly person who is always bothered by trivial matters. She is simply a girl who is afraid of seeing blood. It doesn't affect her eating, and she will not say anything stupid like a saint to upset others.

Chen Yan looked at the two girls at home and shook his head.

They all don't know how to work.

"If I hadn't shouted just now, were you going to chop off its head with a single blow of the knife?" Chen Yan looked at Gu Qingyi, walked over and gently took the kitchen knife from her hand, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why, but when this 21-year-old stepmother held a knife in her hand, even though I knew she couldn't hurt me, I always felt that it was dangerous.

Gu Qingyi pursed her lips and said, "If we don't chop off his head, how can we kill him?"

"..." Chen Yan sighed, then gave orders: "You two, go to the kitchen and bring over the vegetable washing basin, then bring a pot of boiling water, and also, bring an empty bowl."

After a while, everything was ready. Gu Qingyi stood by with his arms folded. Lu Sisi still retreated under the eaves, peeking through her fingers.

As Chen Yan moved, he carefully instructed Gu Qingyi: "First, grab the chicken like this. Hold the head and wings with your fingers to prevent it from moving around. Mainly hold the head and expose the neck..."

As he spoke, he moved his hands: "Find a spot on the neck, pull out the hair, revealing the chicken skin inside, and then... cut!"

The kitchen knife in his right hand quickly slashed across the chicken's neck.

After the chicken struggled frantically for a few times, Chen Yan put the bleeding part of the chicken's neck close to the empty bowl in front of him and let the chicken blood flow into the bowl. After a while, he collected a shallow half bowl of chicken blood.

The chicken is no longer moving.

Gu Qingyi narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"Chicken blood can be used for cooking. People in the countryside don't chop off the heads of chickens directly after slaughtering them. Wouldn't that be a waste of the blood? You spendthrift mother..."

Chen Yan said it smoothly, and suddenly felt Yi Lu's cold gaze. He raised his head and glanced at Gu Qingyi, smiling awkwardly: "...After killing, we still have to remove the hair."

He put the chicken into a basin of boiling water and boiled it twice: "Blanching it will make plucking the feathers much easier."

As he spoke, Chen Yan stood up and prepared to make room: "Well, do you want to come and have some fun?"

Gu Qingyi said coldly: "I just want to kill, but I don't want to deal with the aftermath."

After saying that, Gu Qingyi turned around and walked into the main room, and quickly took out three more native chickens with their feet tied up - the old village chief's family sent a total of four today.

She took the bowl and kitchen knife from Chen Yan, and quickly imitated Chen Yan's previous steps, catching the chicken and pulling out its feathers, then slashing with the knife!

There was a flash of cold light, and blood from the chicken's neck flowed into the bowl.

one!
"No!" Chen Yan shouted.

There was a flash of cold light, and the knife fell from his hand!
Another one!
"Wait a minute, can't we eat..."

The cold light flashed again... the third one!!
Goodness me! Not a single one of these four chickens survived, none of them made it past noon today!!

Gu Qingyi seemed to let out a light breath, looked back at Chen Yan, and after a while, he threw all the dead chickens into the iron basin. The small vegetable washing basin was filled with them. Then Gu Tianren clapped his hands, turned around and walked into the main room.

Chen Yan glared, rolling his eyes in anger. "No! We can't eat them all even if we kill four! Can't we keep them for a few more days?!"

·
Chen Yan was very full that night.

Four fat chickens raised by farmers... They must have been carefully selected before being sent to the old village chief's house, and he only picked the fat ones.

One to stew in soup, one to braise, and one to steam - Chen Yan really couldn't think of how to cook the last one, so he just put it aside and planned to make it into smoked chicken in two days.

Well, I don’t know if I’ve eaten enough to satisfy my heart…

Of the three chickens cooked, Gu Qingyi ate one chicken leg and drank a bowl of soup.

The chicken soup is still very fragrant.

The country chicken stew was layered with chicken fat—you couldn't get that kind of fat from the frozen chicken you buy in the city supermarkets, even if you boiled it to death. Plus, when Chen Yan was stewing the soup, he also cut up a yam and threw it in. Gu Qingyi didn't even eat rice that night, just the chicken soup with the cooked yam in it, and she was full.

Chen Yan ate a bowl of braised chicken nuggets and tore off half a steamed chicken by himself. Finally, he forced himself to drink two more bowls of chicken soup and ate a few pieces of chicken breast and a wing.

He felt like he was about to vomit.

Lu Sisi had tried her best to help, but how much could an eighteen-year-old girl eat? She ate slowly, and she was full after finishing a chicken leg.

Chen Yan felt that he was so full that his throat was about to burst. He could only hold his waist and walk around. He pulled Lu Sisi out of the yard and prepared to go for a walk in the village to exercise.

As soon as they reached the intersection, they saw a middle-aged man in his forties walking towards them. He recognized him as the eldest son of the old lady's card-playing partner, Uncle Niu, so he pulled Lu Sisi to the side of the road, stopped, and called out "Uncle Niu."

The other person looked at Chen Yan with a smile, his eyes fell on the hands of a young couple, and he nodded and said with a smile: "Xiao Yan, you went to my house to give me a gift during the day and I was not at home. When you came back in the evening, my father asked me to give you a return gift."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and Chen Yan was stunned.

A mention of milk, and...

A native chicken stretching its legs and twitching in struggle.

·
This Spring Festival, Chen Yan gave more than a hundred gifts to the whole village.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I received a return gift of five local chickens (four from the old village chief's family and one from Uncle Niu's family).

The second day of the Lunar New Year...

In the afternoon, Chen Yan sat on a small bench under the eaves, looking at Gu Xiaoniang, who was sitting in the middle of the yard, with an iron basin and a small bowl in front of her, brandishing a kitchen knife in her hand, enthusiastically killing a chicken...

In the corner of the yard, there were five, eight, ten...

Well, actually it’s not just chickens, there are also eggs and so on.

On this day, the return gifts received by Chen Yan's family, which were related to chickens alone, included at least fifty native chickens and more than six hundred eggs.

In the countryside, almost every household raises chickens. Giving a chicken and dozens of eggs as a return gift is convenient and economical.

After killing nearly fifty chickens in two days, Gu Xiaoniang was quite satisfied!

Chen Yan's most intuitive feeling was that Gu Qingyi, who had many lives on his hands, seemed to have relaxed his eyes and expression after finally releasing his pent-up murderous intent.

In the afternoon, after plucking chicken feathers, gutting chickens, and cleaning their internal organs all day... Chen Yan looked helplessly at the mountain of chickens piled up at home.

We definitely can’t finish it all. There are only three of us in our family and more than fifty chickens. How long will it take to finish them?

Fortunately, after processing, there is no need to put it in the refrigerator - it has just snowed and the temperature is around minus ten degrees Celsius.

At midnight on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Yan and two girls set off a string of firecrackers in the yard to welcome the God of Wealth. Then, until almost one o'clock, the sound of firecrackers outside gradually stopped.

At dawn, Chen Yan took Lu Sisi up the mountain to the temple - the fifth day of the first lunar month is the day to welcome the God of Wealth, and villagers from nearby villages will come to the temple to burn incense and worship the God of Wealth.

There was actually no statue of the God of Wealth in the wild temple on the mountain, but the old monk took the initiative and on the fifth day of every year, he would clear a space in the main hall of the temple, hang a portrait of the God of Wealth, and prepare incense and candles.

The villagers nearby are willing to go to the temple to burn incense and worship the God of Wealth on the fifth day of the New Year - this activity is also an important source of annual income for the temple on the mountain.

Chen Yan was actually quite speechless.

——Going to a Buddhist temple to worship the God of Wealth! This is also a feudal superstition unique to Dragon Country!

Gu Qingyi had no interest in getting rich. She was willing to go up the mountain to visit the temple—her main interest was the two female demons.

But later, Chen Yan told me that because there were many people going to the temple to worship the God of Wealth that day, the two female fairies would not appear in the temple during the day, but ran back to the back mountain. Gu Qingyi no longer had the heart to watch the show, so he simply lay at home and basked in the sun.

Chen Yan took Lu Sisi out of the village and went up the mountain. On the way, they met many villagers. They greeted each other politely. Then, any villager who saw Lu Sisi would praise her.

Chen Yan estimated that by this evening at the latest, the gossip "Grandma Huang's grandson brought back a young and beautiful girlfriend from the city" would be at the top of the hot search list at the entrance of the village.

Lu Sisi is introverted and shy, but when the villagers tease her, she will blush and respond cautiously, but her little hand always holds Chen Yan's hand tightly.

The villagers love to ask questions, and since it’s the New Year, they will naturally ask about things like getting married.

When Lu Sisi hurriedly explained that she was only eighteen years old and had not yet graduated, and responded with this kind of words, the women in the village curled their lips and laughed, "What's wrong with being eighteen? In our village, there are mothers at the age of eighteen."

After hearing this, Lu Sisi wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She had no choice but to hold Chen Yan's hand tightly, blushing and not daring to speak.

The villagers saw her and thought she was indeed a girl from a big city. She was from a wealthy family, well-fed, clean, pretty, and introverted...

When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw that the temple was bustling with activity. The main hall, which had been deserted in the past, was now so empty that there wasn't even enough space for people to worship in front of the statue of the God of Wealth.

Many villagers lit incense and knelt in the courtyard outside the main hall. There were quite a lot of people kneeling in the dark, and the air was filled with smoke.

The old monk was away, so there was only one person busy running around in the temple. The boy was sweating profusely from exhaustion. After saying hello to Chen Yan, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chen Yan smiled and led Lu Sisi to line up. Finally, he bowed in front of the incense burning to the God of Wealth, walked out, and looked around the yard for a while.

Lu Sisi was originally quite curious about this kind of wild temple in the countryside, but after actually walking around inside, she found that the place was so small and looked dilapidated, so after a while, the initial novelty wore off.

Chen Yan simply took her to the vegetable garden and woods behind for a walk, then returned to the yard, pointed to the orange tree in the yard, and told Lu Sisi the story of when he was a child, he followed the children in the village to the temple to steal oranges.

Lu Sisi listened very seriously, smiling all the time and looking at Chen Yan quietly.

"Are the oranges on this tree sweet?"

Chen Yan sighed. "How could the wild orange trees on the mountain be sweet? They haven't been grafted or properly cultivated. But the strange thing is, since I grew up, I've eaten many good varieties of oranges in the city, but when I think about it carefully, I always feel that the wild oranges I stole here when I was a child were the sweetest..."

Lu Sisi felt Chen Yan's emotions, but didn't say anything. She just gently held Chen Yan's hand and leaned her head on Chen Yan's shoulder.

The two talked in the yard for a long time. Chen Yan waited until Chuyi was finally free and went over to Chuyi and said something.

"We'll be leaving tomorrow at noon. Pack your luggage and wait for us at the village entrance at one o'clock this afternoon."

Chuyi's expression changed, he looked at Chen Yan seriously, and then nodded heavily.

Chen Yan looked at Chuyi's honest face and sighed in his heart.

This kid probably won’t be able to sleep tonight.

They say a little goodbye is better than a wedding.

At this age of Chuyi, before they separate, wouldn't it be better than ten newlyweds?
What's more, he is super double!
·
On the sixth day of the New Year, Chen Yan and the other two packed their luggage and all necessary items in the morning, even the fifty frozen chickens.

At noon, the car we had arranged arrived at the door. The driver was the same one who had brought the three people back before the New Year. He helped to load the luggage and New Year's goods into the car.

Chen Yan locked the door and the courtyard gate. Before getting in the car, he saw Lu Sisi standing next to the car, staring at the small courtyard in the village.

Chen Yan walked forward and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Lu Sisi shook her head and whispered, "I'm a little reluctant."

After a pause, the girl said seriously, "This is the most lively and happiest New Year I have ever had since I can remember."

Chen Yan looked at the girl's soft and fragile face and sighed softly - this girl had a really hard life before she turned eighteen.

Lu Sisi stared at the three snowmen in the yard - although it hadn't snowed for three or four days, the temperature was still low, and the snowmen had not completely melted, leaving a general outline.

The girl looked at the three snowmen in the yard, her eyes welling up. Chen Yan went up to her, took her hand, and said with a gentle smile, "The snow will fall again! There will be another New Year next year! You won't be alone anymore."

Lu Sisi took a deep breath and tried to give Chen Yan a smile: "Then, will we come back here next New Year?"

Chen Yan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "I think so. When I come back next year, I promised the old village chief that I would take you to his house to show him. Well, then you can ask the old man for double the New Year's money."

After going back to her hometown with Chen Yan to celebrate the New Year, Lu Sisi knew in her heart, and Chen Yan also knew in his heart, that their relationship had become boyfriend and girlfriend.

There was no confession ceremony, no small gifts, and no corny or sour words to express the love.

It just happened naturally, and the two of them were already in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship - Chen Yan introduced them in front of the villagers, and Lu Sisi accepted them in this way.

In fact, Chen Yan has never been accustomed to the sense of ritual of young men and women in the city: when they fall in love, they must have a confession ceremony, with flowers, gifts, and carefully prepared written confession.

It's actually quite boring.

It seems to have personality and rituals, but in fact, what personality does it have?

I learned all this from the internet, assembly line operation.

Even the words of confession were copied from the Internet, which were used by countless people.

Chen Yan has always thought simply and crudely that confession of love is not something that cannot be tolerated.

But at least it should be what you really feel.

Copy some sour words written by the planning copywriters of those MCN companies about assembly line work.

It is even far less real than a sincere sentence "I want to sleep with you"!

At least the latter is what he really means.

The former was written by someone else.

He thinks that matters like love should happen naturally, smoothly and logically.

·
The car stopped at the entrance of the village. Chuyi was already standing there waiting with a single-shoulder travel bag beside him.

The silly boy was no longer wearing a monk's robe, but a simple casual outfit, a down jacket and jeans. Although they were old clothes, they looked clean.

The two female fairies didn't follow us, probably they had already said goodbye on the mountain.

Before getting in the car on the first day of the new year, he greeted Lu Sisi earnestly and called her "sister" - not "sister-in-law". They had met on the fifth day of the new year when they went up the mountain to worship the God of Wealth. At that time, when he called her "sister-in-law", Lu Sisi blushed. Later, Chen Yan asked him to change his name to "sister".

In fact, if you look closely, Chuyi is a few months older than Lu Sisi, but Chuyi is very naive and stubborn. He said at the time: "You are my brother's girlfriend, so I should call you sister."

Gu Qingyi, sitting in the back row, curiously opened her eyes to look at this gossip hero—the Xiantian Cowherd Saint Body. However, after a few glances, Gu Xiaoniang lost interest and continued to close her eyes to rest.

Chuyi got in the car and sat in the passenger seat, and the group finally returned to Jinling Prefecture.

·
When it was getting dark in the evening, the business car arrived at Jinling Mansion and sent Lu Sisi home first. When saying goodbye, the girl couldn't control her emotions. She held Chen Yan's hand and talked for a while on the roadside, then she walked into the community, looking back every three steps.

Then, after returning to the villa area, when getting out of the car, Chuyi saw Gu Qingyi walking down from the back seat.

He was stunned at that time!
The two had never met before. All the way in the car, Gu Qingyi sat in the corner of the last row and didn't say a word. It was only on Chuyi's day that he realized that there was such a person in the car!
Chen Yan thought for a moment and said slowly, "...well, call me Aunt Gu."

Chuyi didn't hesitate. He walked straight to Gu Qingyi, bent down, and called out "Auntie Gu!" honestly.

Looking at his expression, even if Chen Yan asked him to kowtow twice on the spot, he would do it without hesitation for a second.

The good thing about this silly boy is that he does whatever he is told to do and doesn't talk too much. He won't ask any questions about things that Chen Yan doesn't say.

Chuyi worked very hard to help move everything into the house, and then he picked up the broom to clean the house.

Chen Yan quickly asked him to put his things down, frowning and saying, "Who taught you this? You start working as soon as you walk in?"

Chuyi looked a little bewildered: "Master said... I told him that after the New Year, I will come to Jinling Mansion with you. Master taught me that when I come to your house, I must be diligent and work hard..."

Chen Yan sighed: "You don't need that here. Well, you take a rest tonight, and I'll take you to learn the skills tomorrow morning."

"Brother, don't I live in your house?"

"Well, since you don't live with me, I found a teacher for you to teach you."

It was Chen Yan's idea not to let Chuyi live in his own house.

Yun Zong's technique had flaws. Although Chen Yan had made up for them, some innate deficiencies could not be remedied.

For example, to practice the Yunzong technique, one needs to first cultivate one's character and stay away from worldly matters!

To put it bluntly, at the beginning you have to think of yourself as a diligent monk, not being contaminated by wealth and not indulging in vanity, and keeping your heart clear, so that you will have the opportunity to feel the vitality of heaven and earth.

If I stayed at home on the first day of the new year...

Gu Qingyi and I live alone, and we just do what we want!
Live in a mansion, eat big meals...The steaks from M5 are used to make stewed potatoes with meat, and the best green tea is used to make milk tea.

On a day like this, what's the point of staying here and studying hard on the first day of the new year?

Moreover, since he was going to learn the Yun Sect's techniques, it would be best to learn from Chu Keqing. She had been studying for twenty years, so who could be more familiar with the Yun Sect's techniques than her?

Chuyi was an honest man. After having a simple dinner in the evening, he went back to the guest room arranged by Chen Yan and stayed there to rest.

Gu Qingyi, who was sitting in the living room watching TV, watched Chuyi return to his room before looking away and sighing softly, "What a pity."

"What a pity?" Chen Yan sat next to Gu Qingyi and reached out to grab a handful of melon seeds from the table.

Gu Qingyi shook his head and said, "What a pity for you, my little brother."

After a pause, Gu Tianren said, "He has a special physique, a congenital yang fire body. Even if he doesn't practice for his entire life, his physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Moreover, because of the yang fire in his destiny, he is immune to all evil. It is very rare for him to get sick in this life, and even his life span will be much longer than that of ordinary people.

This kind of physique would be an excellent material for learning combat tactics.

If I meet such a person in the domain, I will accept him as my disciple, teach him the outer sect combat methods of my Gu family, let him practice for a few years, and then go with me to the Prison-Suppressing Platform to hone his skills for ten to eight years. As long as he is lucky enough not to die in battle, he will have the opportunity to touch the ceiling of the Stage Realm in this lifetime, and he will be only a step away from the Heavenly Man Realm!
If you advance further, if you have the luck, you can one day break through the realm of heaven and become a well-known master in the domain! It’s a pity that it doesn’t work in your world..."

Chen Yan asked: "Why?"

Gu Qingyi glanced at Chen Yan and said, "The Gu family's fighting style is to kill to achieve enlightenment! In your world, who can he kill? Unless you send him to the battlefield?"

"Uh..." Chen Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Sending them to the battlefield is unrealistic, but sending them to the slaughterhouse is not difficult.

I can find a place to give him some money and send him to slaughter pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks every day. It's not a difficult task."

Gu Qingyi sneered: "Do you think that my Gu family's way of killing means that we can kill anything?"

As she spoke, the girl slowly shook her head and said, "I killed so many chickens at your hometown a few days ago, which only helped to calm the murderous intent accumulated in my heart, but it did not help me in my cultivation. My Gu family's fighting method is indeed to kill to enter the Tao, but it must kill living creatures!

People, spirits, and all creatures in the myriad realms, as long as they have spiritual wisdom, they can be killed and their spiritual light taken away to sharpen one's own spiritual practice!
As for those soulless creatures you mentioned, such as birds and beasts, killing as many as you can will only vent your killing intent and will be useless for cultivation."

Chen Yan asked doubtfully, "Isn't it said that all things have spirits?"

"Nonsense, misleading the public."

Gu Qingyi said flatly, "Where did you hear this heresy? If all things have spirits...why were those chickens we killed a few days ago served on plates while you were sitting at the table?"

After a pause, Gu Qingyi stared at Chen Yan and said solemnly: "Chen Yan, remember this!

All living things are divided into different levels!
Heaven is merciless! Heaven is never fair! ”

Chen Yan was silent.

·
The next day, Chen Yan got up early and took Chuyi out to the place he had agreed to meet with Chu Keqing.

The business car was waiting outside the door again - when Chen Yan went home yesterday, he had already agreed with the driver to rent his car for the whole day.

According to the address given by Chu Keqing, Chen Yan took Chuyi to the south of Jinling City by car. There was a street block with ancient-style buildings here. The New Year had just passed, and the streets were still quite popular.

Chu Keqing was already dressed and waiting outside the gate of a courtyard called [Yunshe].

Seeing Chen Yan's car stop, Chu Keqing took a step back and waited for Chen Yan to get out of the car before bowing slightly.

"I've met senior!"

Chen Yan tried hard to control his own personality and waved his hand: "Xiao Chu... well, Keqing, you're welcome."

Chu Keqing smiled, then took two steps forward and stretched out her hands to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan was stunned. What does this mean?
Chu Keqing chuckled. This beautiful thirty-year-old woman, with a look of girlish naiveté and joy on her face, said with a smile, "Since you are a senior, and I am honored to be your disciple... Senior, it's New Year's Eve, so I should ask for some good fortune, right?"

Chen Yan immediately understood - is this a request for a red envelope?
Well... sister, actually I am twenty-two years old, but I’m afraid you’ll be angry if I tell you.

Chen Yan had no money or red envelopes on him, so he smiled and said, "Red envelopes are too tacky, but since I'm here, of course I won't come empty-handed."

As he said that, he went over, opened the trunk, and took out four frozen chickens.

"These are local specialties from the countryside. They're all free-range chickens. You can take them home and make soup to nourish your body."

Chu Keqing smiled happily - asking for red envelopes or something like that was just a trick used by this woman with high emotional intelligence to build closer relationships.

As long as the goal is achieved, no matter what Chen Yan gives her, she will be happy.

Not to mention four free-range chickens, she would happily accept even a handful of chicken bones.

Chu Keqing took it with both hands with a smile and handed it to the female assistant named Cai beside her.

Then she took a look at Chu Yi, who was standing silently beside Chen Yan. After looking him up and down, Chu Keqing nodded and said, "This is the person you, senior, recommended to practice in our Yun Sect, right? He looks like a good candidate."

As she spoke, Chu Keqing stretched out her hand, and the female assistant next to her handed her a small mahogany box. When she opened it, there was an ancient bronze coin inside.

It is round outside and square inside, and it looks quite good.

It was strung with a red rope in the middle to make a pendant.

Chu Keqing picked up the copper coin and said, "This is a token of my Yun Sect disciples' loyalty, and it also serves as a precept for my Yun Sect master. The copper coin is round on the outside and square on the inside, reminding our disciples that despite the external worldly prosperity, they must remain true to their original aspirations!"

As she spoke, she looked at Chuyi. Chen Yan patted Chuyi, who understood and quickly stepped forward, lowering his head.

Chu Keqing put the copper coin pendant on Chuyi's head, pulled it to his neck, took a step back to look at it, and then nodded and said, "I can't let the person recommended by the senior become my disciple. I will give him this copper coin and he will become a registered disciple of my Yun Sect.

As for seniority, he can be considered my peer. I already burned incense and prayed to my master last night. I will accept him as my disciple on his behalf. From now on, in my Yun Sect, he will be my nominal junior brother."

Chen Yan kicked Chuyi, and Chuyi nodded politely and shouted, "Hello, Senior Sister!"

Chu Keqing nodded and responded, "Well, you too, Junior Brother."

Then Chu Keqing led the two of them into the Yunshe. In the inner hall, she asked Chuyi to burn incense and kowtow in front of the tablet of Master Chu Keqing, and then offered him a cup of tea.

Chu Keqing accepted the disciple on behalf of her master, picked up the teacup and took a sip, which was considered the completion of the ceremony.

Because he was a registered disciple and not considered an inner disciple, he was not included in the Yun Sect's inner sect list, and the ceremony ended quickly.

Then Chu Keqing took the two of them out of Yunshe and walked south on the street with ancient buildings.

After walking for a few hundred meters, they arrived at a large courtyard with double doors. A sign hung above the courtyard read "Luoyun Academy."

"This is also part of our Yun Sect's business. It's a place for meditation. We usually organize some meditation activities for external people. Some outer disciples and registered lay disciples come here to practice. During their meditation period, they eat and live here."

Chu Keqing smiled and led the two of them in.

The first courtyard inside is about an acre in size. The houses are all antique buildings with eaves corridors and side rooms on both sides. The courtyard is paved with blue bricks. You can see the side rooms on both sides, which are lecture rooms and meditation rooms used for study.

I walked through a moon gate on the left to the backyard and saw three or two people walking in the yard. They all looked quite old, and the youngest was middle-aged. Among them was a white-haired old man.

These people all had quite good temperaments, and when they saw Chu Keqing, they all came over politely, bowed, and greeted her with a serious look on their faces. After Chu Keqing returned the greetings one by one, these people slowly left.

"These are all students of Zen meditation." Chu Keqing explained with a smile.

"Your identities are quite impressive, aren't they?" Chen Yan saw something and sighed, "Your Zen academy has quite a high threshold."

Chu Keqing smiled slightly, without further explanation, and led the two of them to continue walking inside.

"The rooms on both sides are dormitories for the meditation class. It's just after the Chinese New Year, so there aren't many people here yet." Chu Keqing took out a key and handed it to Chuyi: "Your dormitory is in Room A, Room 4. I've arranged a single room for you.

I have morning classes and evening classes every day, where my disciples will teach basic breathing techniques and meditation. You can follow along for a while. After a month, when you've mastered the basics, I'll personally assess you. If you pass, I'll personally teach you the techniques of my own sect.

From now on, you will live here. I will come here to give lectures every ten days. If you have any questions about your cultivation, you can ask me. With Senior Chen Yan here, I will naturally teach you well.

Chuyi listened attentively. Every time Chu Keqing said something, he nodded. His attitude was serious and proper.

Chu Keqing was quite satisfied... She was originally worried that since it was someone introduced by Chen Yan - and knew a senior master like Chen Yan, she was afraid that the other party would be too picky, unruly and difficult to discipline.

At this moment, seeing that Chuyi was honest and simple, Chu Keqing was also satisfied.

This kind of person with a simple nature is suitable for practicing the Yun Sect's skills.

Chen Yan went to see the first-grade dormitory. It was a one-bedroom apartment, only about 20 square meters. The decor wasn't lavish, but it was clean and tidy. The furnishings were simple: a bed, a desk, a chair, and a wardrobe.

On the table was a set of pens, ink, paper, and inkstone, as well as several popular books on Zen meditation - all of them were thread-bound editions.

"These books are useless to you, so there's no need to study them." Chu Keqing told Chuyi with a smile, "But if you have nothing to do, you can just read them as a leisurely book to kill time."

Then she turned around and said to Chen Yan sternly, "There's one more thing I need to discuss with you, Senior. Our sect has its own set of traditions for practice. In my place, those in the training class must cultivate not only their nature but also their body!"
So there is no one to take care of your three meals a day and daily life here, and you have to do everything by yourself.

Cleaning the room, changing clothes, and even preparing three meals a day, all require my own personal effort. "I'm explaining this first, seniors, please don't mistakenly think I'm intentionally mistreating this registered junior brother of mine."

Chen Yan had long known that Yun Zong's martial arts method was inherently flawed, so he didn't take these steps seriously when practicing, and nodded to show his understanding.

Although Chu Keqing said that the conditions here were average, Chen Yan thought it was quite good - compared with the days before the first day of the new year, it was much better.

The accommodation is a single room with air conditioning. The room is clean and tidy, and the bedding and sheets are all new. It is much better than the small, shabby room in the dilapidated temple on the mountain, right?
As for working and taking care of himself every day, washing clothes and cooking for himself...Hasn't Chuyi done enough of these things in the mountains?

"The dishes for the three meals a day here are all fixed, but the ingredients are delivered to the kitchen in the backyard every day. You take your dormitory key to pick it up, and you have to cook what you want in the kitchen yourself. But don't worry, we are not monks, so we have both meat and vegetables for three meals a day.

There is an induction cooker in the kitchen that you can rent. It is free to rent, but you need to attend the morning and evening classes every day, and you will get credits for the classes. You can use the credits to rent the induction cooker in the kitchen.

If you don't have enough credits to buy an induction cooker, you can only eat from a communal pot. This communal pot also requires credits to buy, but it's much cheaper.

If you want to eat something good... I don't have any here, nor do I recommend it. This school of Zen practice emphasizes the elimination of external desires. Clarifying one's original mind!
If you want to go out, you also need to ask for leave from the meditation class teacher. Generally speaking, meditation classes last for half a month, so it is best not to go out during the practice period, so as not to ruin your mood after you have finally gained some experience!

Although Chuyi was not very smart, he understood most of what was said.

He had no opinion at all.

Isn't it just doing your own laundry and cooking, and attending morning and evening prayers? It's much better than being in a temple.

As for three meals a day, with both meat and vegetables, it's better than in the temple, right? In my own wild temple, the master and disciples are all fake monks. Although they don't prohibit eating meat, they don't eat much on weekdays.

And not allowed to go out... When I was in the mountains, my master rarely let me go out.

Chuyi listened carefully and nodded, "Senior Sister, I remember everything."

Chu Keqing then had some books and other things delivered, as well as a card: "Every morning and evening class, you need to swipe your card. I have registered him for the first Zen meditation beginner class after the New Year. The first morning class will start tomorrow morning. There will be disciples from my sect, who will teach the students the basic skills of breathing and meditation from the beginning.

A month later, I will formally teach him the Yunzong technique and the art of moving vital energy. But Senior..."

Chu Keqing said this, looked at Chen Yan, and said carefully: "You are a master of Taoism, so you naturally know that there is no fixed number for cultivation. Although I will teach you with all my heart, if..."

"No need to explain, I understand." Chen Yan nodded. "If he has talent, he will naturally achieve enlightenment. If he doesn't have that talent, I won't blame others indiscriminately. No matter what the result is, I will accept your kindness!"

In fact, after seeing this, Chen Yan also felt that Chuyi was quite suitable for the Yun Sect's path of cultivation.

He had long been accustomed to this kind of austere life of self-cultivation in the mountain temple.

Moreover, the most fundamental logic of Yun Zong's martial arts is actually to restrain worldly desires.

And this silly boy Chuyi...

Well! Apart from the two female fairies at home, he really didn't have any interest in other worldly desires and enjoyments.

At that moment, Chen Yan left Chuyi in this Zen meditation academy, and then left with Chu Keqing to go to Chu Keqing's residence, "Yunshe".

"I arranged for Chuyi to stay at the Zen Meditation Academy and didn't let him live in my Cloud House. This is because I'm used to living alone on weekdays, and the only person with me is my assistant Xiao Cai. Besides, there are only two women in my Cloud House. If a young man suddenly moved in, everything would be inconvenient."

Chu Keqing offered Chen Yan a cup of tea in the living room, apologized, and then said with a smile, "Senior, are you dissatisfied with these arrangements?"

Chen Yan sighed: "Very good, thank you very much."

As he spoke, he smiled and said, "Your Zen academy is very large... It must be very expensive to get such a large area in this area, right?"

Chu Keqing took a sip of tea and said calmly, "So that the seniors can know that not only that academy, but also this street, is all the property of our Yun Sect!"

Damn it?

Rich woman!
"When I became a disciple at the age of thirteen, I lived in this small Yunshe. Back then, this place was still a collection of old houses. My master, several of my fellow disciples, and I all lived in this dilapidated house with two courtyards. Back then, the Yun Sect was not as grand as it is today.

Later, my master passed away and passed the Yun Sect to me.

I've made a lot of money over the years, but I don't know how to spend it. I practice the Yun Sect's techniques, which prohibit material desires and the vanity of the world, and I don't know how to invest or manage my finances.

So, whenever I had money, I bought a house. Two this year, two next year, and I did this for years. Then the government started developing this area, demolishing all the houses and rebuilding a block of antique buildings. So I just bought every house on this street.

Good guy...

Chen Yan's fingers holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble!
This is what we call a master of cultivation who lives in seclusion in the city!
I have only earned tens of millions of dollars, but I am already feeling a little proud.

The Chu Keqing in front of me is as wealthy as a street!

A street in the southern part of the city of Jinling, the provincial capital!
Well, but...

Judging from the real estate market in the past two years, this rich woman's assets must have shrunk a lot.

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After drinking a cup of tea with Chu Keqing, Chen Yan stood up to say goodbye, and Chu Keqing saw him off to the door.

After Chen Yan's car drove away, the woman turned back to the courtyard thoughtfully and said to her female assistant, Xiao Cai, "Remember to have someone look after the person sent by Senior Chen Yan, my junior brother in name only. If you have any questions, please let me know!"

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After leaving Chu Keqing, Chen Yan went to Mr. Fang Dahai's company, wished Mr. Fang a happy new year, and gave him eight frozen chickens - even Mr. Fang's assistant Yan got two from Chen Yan.

Boss Fang was beaming with joy and brought out some good tea to entertain Chen Yan. Before he left, he offered to have dinner with him, but Chen Yan politely declined.

Before going home, Chen Yan went to the Extreme Internet Cafe again and stuffed ten frozen chickens for the proprietress. Before the proprietress could finish asking her many questions, Chen Yan found an excuse to leave.

On the way home, Chen Yan sighed.

Fifty chickens, half of them were finally consumed, but there was still half left...

These are the gifts from our fellow villagers, and they definitely cannot be sold.

Gifts from others can be regifted, but selling them is inappropriate.

After returning home and paying the driver, Chen Yan entered the yard when a sudden gust of cold wind blew. Chen Yan shivered in the cold wind, and then his nose felt stiff and he sneezed with his mouth open!
When Chen Yan walked in, he felt the warm air in the room and shook his head, saying, "I'm too lazy to cook today, so let's order takeout."

"Whatever." Gu Qingyi waved his hand, and suddenly he also shrugged his nose and opened his mouth. "A-choo!"

Gu Qingyi rubbed her nose and didn't take it seriously, continuing to watch the variety show on TV.

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The next morning, Chen Yan just opened his eyes from his sleep and felt something was wrong as soon as he stood up!
He felt dizzy, drowsy, and weak.

Chen Yan subconsciously touched his forehead and his heart tightened.

Got a fever?
When she walked out of the room and went downstairs, she saw Gu Qingyi just walking out of her bedroom.

Gu Xiaoniang's face was a little pale, her eyes were a little stern, and her steps seemed a little weak when she walked.

"I seem to be ill."

Gu Qingyi's voice was still the same small clipping tone, but it was obviously a little hoarse than usual.

"Me too, maybe I have a cold." Chen Yan waved his hand: "I'll go find some cold medicine, I remember I have some at home."

"No! You don't understand!"

Gu Qingyi held Chen Yan in his arms, his face solemn: "It's impossible for me to get sick! I have broken through the realm of heaven and entered the extraordinary realm! I have forged my body in the extraordinary tribulation of breaking the mirror, and I will be immune to all diseases in this life!
Although my cultivation has been suppressed to the Stage Realm since coming to your world, my celestial body will not change! I should never get sick! "

After hearing this, Chen Yan also felt that something was wrong.

Although I am not in the Heavenly Man Realm and have not experienced any heavenly tribulations to forge my body, but... I have cultivated to the Return to Origin Realm, and my body is nourished by my vital energy, so it is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Although I can't say that I'm immune to all diseases, it's unlikely that I'll get a minor cold.

After a while...

Chen Yan and Gu Qingyi sat face to face on the sofa in the living room.

Both of them were dressed in the same style: wrapped in blankets and with a fever-reducing patch on their foreheads.

Chen Yan took a deep breath, used the Qi-gazing technique to look at Qingyi, and then looked at himself.

Sure enough, it seemed that both of them had some illness in their fate.

"This fate seems a bit strange." Chen Yan asked in confusion.

According to what I learned in "Qiyun Zhoushu", things like illness and disasters are mostly caused by luck and resolved by luck - unless it is a serious illness that can lead to life or death.

Chen Yan understood this statement. Diseases were mostly caused by bacteria or viruses. In this world, invisible bacteria and viruses were everywhere, and ordinary people were not aware of how many they came into contact with every day.

Most of them are killed instantly or blocked by the body's immune system.

In very rare cases, the virus breaks through the immune firewall and makes people sick.

The illness in Gu Qingyi's destiny... according to the reading of the Qi-gazing technique, it wasn't destiny, but a man-made disaster! And... that destiny was vaguely connected to himself?!
"It's related to me? Was it me who interfered with it?"

Chen Yan was stunned.

He looked carefully at the illness in his fate, and the more he looked, the more strange it seemed.

In the midst of that disease catastrophe, no matter how he calculated, he came up with an outcome that even he himself found unbelievable.

Chen Yan was unwilling to give up, so he took out the booklet and looked through it on the spot. He carefully read "Qiyun Zhoushu" twice.

"Financial robbery?"

Chen Yan shook his head vigorously, thinking that he was confused by the fever - how could it be a disaster of wealth when it should have been a disaster of illness?
With a serious expression, he calculated his own destiny and finally wrote four words for himself.

“It’s hard to let go of Shancai!”

After figuring out this annotation, Chen Yan's mind suddenly became clear and he suddenly remembered something.

When the old lady passed away, there was a sentence in the letter she left for me:
[There is a rule in my sect: the money earned within the sect cannot be spent on outsiders, even close relatives. You will be cursed!]

What the hell!

Chen Yan slapped his head.

It’s hard to give up such a good fortune!

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According to the old lady, only those who practice the same martial arts as her can be considered as fellow disciples.

Only her fellow disciples can spend the money she earns with magic!
Otherwise, even if Chen Yan was her grandson, a relative she had raised for twenty years, he could not spend the money she earned with magic!

——Spending a little less shouldn’t be a big problem. After all, Chen Yan was raised by the old lady since he was a child, and it cost some money to raise the child.

But obviously, you can't spend too much! If you spend too much, you'll be cursed with backlash!

This is also the reason why Chen Yan was poor for the previous twenty years.

And now...

I learned the old lady's skills and have made a lot of money these days.

But I also spend a lot of money on people!!
Who among the people around you spends the most of your money?

Thinking of this, Chen Yan looked up at Gu Qingyi, Gu Tianren, and Gu Dimu, who had fever patches on their foreheads.

Eat my food, drink my food, live my food...

Who else could it be?

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【Come on, type out “Dancing Hard and Long”! 】

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(End of this chapter)