Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 283 Snow Mouse (Thanks to the book friend 20240905205451707 for the reward!)

In fact, Wei Xi's chances of winning this time are far greater than she analyzed.

Although accepting Wei Xi as his "disciple" was a temporary measure, Xian Hua did have the idea of accepting her as his disciple at that time.

Xian Hua arrived at Huichao Palace and headed to the restricted trial grounds. The beast, now no longer imposing, lay listlessly on the top of a barren mountain. Seeing someone approach, a threatening growl rolled through its throat.

Xian Hua stepped forward, his fiery red spiritual power enveloping the already exhausted demon beast. It wasn't long before Xian Hua discovered an abnormality in the spiritual power in the demon beast's stomach.

After some tricks, Xian Hua successfully reconstructed the scene. He was impressed by Wei Xi's decisiveness.

What Xian Hua appreciated most was Wei Xi's ability to make the best use of everything: without any hesitation, he used the monk's corpse as bait.

Fascinated by this ability, Xian Hua gave Wei Xi a notebook, hoping that she would take action after reading it. For this reason, Xian Hua, who should have been traveling around the world, rested in the sect for two full years.

Rubbing his temples, Xian Hua offered friendly condolences to Li Changxu and his ancestors in his heart: This old man is so blatant in his attempts to sow discord, as if he is afraid that others will not hate him! When I teach Wei Xi to become a disciple, Li Gongfeng will not cry out in shame!

However, it is not easy to become Xian Hua's apprentice. Xian Hua intends to test this girl with a subtle mentality.

Breaking away from his memories, Xian Hua moved his stiff neck and was surprised to find that Wei Xi was still there, looking at him eagerly.

Secretly reminding himself to maintain his image as a strict teacher, Xian Hua asked arrogantly, "What are you doing here if you don't want to find a solution?"

Wei Xi smiled sheepishly and pulled out a large box from his Qiankun bag. "Disciple has prepared a small gift to thank Master for his protection that day!"

"Master, your cultivation is unfathomable, and you have traveled far and wide, so naturally you have no shortage of these things! I, your disciple, am limited in knowledge, and after much thought, I can only pick some slag from Xizhou!"

Wei Xi still behaves like a human being when trying to please others, spouting nice words one after another.

As a weapon refiner, Xian Hua naturally knew the uses of slag. It wasn't expensive, but it was practical. Considering the sect's meager allowance, Wei Xi was quite willing to spend a large box of slag.

Although Xian Hua has a straightforward personality, with his experience here, how could he not see Wei Xi's intentions?

Xian Hua was more and more satisfied with the man, who was smart, decisive, worldly-wise, generous with money, and able to save face. He felt that his two years of waiting had not been in vain, and he had finally found a good candidate.

Otherwise, if no one inherits his skills, wouldn't future generations only know those useless people from the Duan Ye Sect? The art of refining weapons would become a complete joke!
How could he be recruiting disciples? He was clearly passing on the great Dao!
Xian Hua, immersed in his own thoughts, did not react at all. He lowered his eyes and looked thoughtfully in front of the box.

Seeing this, Wei Xi said nervously, "Please accept it with confidence. I already have some clues about the Qi Palace and the Genbone!"

"Any clues?" Xian Hua's fingers tapped rapidly on the lid of the box. "You're quite quick. Our stay at Yinyangpo wasn't in vain... In that case, I'll accept this box of thanks!"

"Have you read the notes?"

This seemed to have a clue, so Wei Xi immediately replied, "I've seen it, but I don't understand many parts. I can only memorize some of it..." "Huh! This is just the beginning?" Xian Hua raised his chin, "The drawings on these two walls are part of the map of Dingzhou City... It's a pity that the one sitting on the throne now is far inferior to his father, so these drawings are just drawings..."

Xian Hua suddenly shut up and continued, "It's too early to talk about this! Take these books back and read them carefully. Write down the parts you don't understand. Come to Changzui Tower at 15:00 every ten days, and I'll explain them to you!"

After saying that, Xian Hua waved his hand to take away the gift from Wei Xibei, and went upstairs by himself, leaving her with a very handsome back.

Looking at the pile of books in front of him, Wei Xi didn't care about Xian Hua's previous abnormality and was worried about the many homework assignments.

Fortunately, judging by his words and actions, Xian Hua still wanted to take him in as a disciple. Wei Xi puffed out his cheeks to cheer himself up, reaching out to pick up the books one by one and put them into his arms.

After counting, Xian Hua threw a total of eighteen books to him, each of which was about two hundred pages long, which was obviously not the amount Wei Xi could master in ten days.

For more than two months, Wei Xi studied hard. Every day except for eating and sleeping, he read books, which made Lian Gou Xie marvel at him.

Qin Feng was worried that Wei Xi had been stimulated by something - after all, Wei Xi had always insisted on studying in the past. After getting the other party's explanation, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to torture the real idler in the room.

After reading them, I realized that these books assigned by Xian Hua were all about fire, such as the techniques for using fire, types of fire, how to stimulate the transformation of spiritual power... However, the words used in these books were quite difficult to pronounce. For Wei Xi, who started learning halfway, it was very difficult to read, so he could only make up for it by studying hard.

The theory is difficult, but every ten days when he went to see Elder Xian Hua, the other party always asked for practical training. After failing to guide the fire spiritual power for the 60th time, Wei Xisheng felt like a fool for the first time!

Over the past month, Wei Xi had been dreaming of all kinds of fire. Sometimes he even dreamed of himself being locked in a furnace and roasted.

By the end of September, Wei Xi was finally dragged out of the house by Qin Feng, who had lost his patience - the reason was that the sect had a temporary task to assign.

Wei Xi was in a daze and then she realized that the first snow of this winter had fallen in Yizhangyuan. With the white snow as a backdrop, she quickly rubbed herself with several cleansing spells.

"You were right! Senior Brother Wei An tried again, and it was the water used to raise the fish that worked," Qin Feng whispered in Wei Xi's ear. "Now Chen Shuangli is even worse off. There's no fish pond left this year, so he can only put up a deep tank in the house for his precious fish fry to overwinter..."

Arriving at Weishuang Palace, Wei Xi was surprised to find that many senior brothers and sisters who were usually elusive were queuing here to receive their task cards.

"Here!" Lian Gouyu leaned half of his body out from the team, "Come here quickly!"

"You two finally made it!" Lian Gouqie spread out his hands. "I got the deserted beach! There are no snow rats there!"

Wei Xi finally understood that the Qingcheng Sect was planning to kill all the snow rats in the villages near Yizhangyuan while the snow was not too thick, so as to prevent these little monsters from hurting people.

The surrounding villages had small populations but covered a large area, making it difficult for individual cultivators to complete the task of eradicating the snow rats. Therefore, the Qingcheng Sect simply divided the target area into different areas and forced the task onto the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining disciples.

Wei Xi was overwhelmed: the snow rats had very limited attack power and posed no threat to her. But the trouble was, these little creatures were numerous, hiding in the thick snow, and would retaliate against anyone who killed them... In short, there was only one word: trouble!
(End of this chapter)