Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 501 Tong Lao

"Aunt Zhou and Aunt Liu, I hope you are well."

"I've met the head of the family."

The two concubines bowed gracefully.

Aunt Zhou had returned to the Zhu family mansion two years ago and was living in the same courtyard as her daughter, Zhou Nan.

Although the monthly allowance of twenty taels of silver was not much, it was more than enough for her, as she rarely went out.

even,

It can also help support my family.

Life was comfortable, and people looked energetic. Several years passed, and the two aunts showed no signs of aging.

On the contrary, they seem younger.

"sit."

Zhu Ju gestured and sat down in the main seat.

"Big brother!"

"elder brother!"

"..."

The younger siblings stepped forward together to pay their respects.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Zhu Ying has already blossomed into a beautiful young woman with a gentle and graceful demeanor; Zhu Zhenzhen, dressed in a red and blue dress, is strikingly pretty with a rare air of heroism between her brows; Zhu Nan, who is in the middle of the age group, has endured more hardships than the other two women and is more composed.

Even Zhu Wangke, who has just turned eight, already looks like a little adult and has lost some of his childishness.

"Ah."

Zhu Ju glanced at the group and smiled faintly.
"sit."

"Everyone sit down."

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

He lived with this family day and night, addressing them as brother and sister, so it was impossible for him to treat them as strangers.

family.

I haven't felt this way in a long time. Being there, my mind naturally relaxed, which is also beneficial for spiritual practice.

"Big brother."

Before the food and drinks were served, Zhu Ying took out a book:
"These are pieces I composed in the past year, two of which have even received praise from my music teacher."

"Oh!"

Zhu Ju laughed and said:

"I never imagined that my Zhu family would produce such a talented woman, but she should not neglect her studies."

"Yes." Zhu Ying lowered her head.
"My martial arts are already at the ninth rank, and I should have a chance to break through to the eighth rank within three years."

So-called homework.

Naturally, it is martial arts.

In this extraordinary world where the strong are respected and martial arts masters live for hundreds or even thousands of years, only martial arts are fundamental.

"Not bad." Zhu Ju nodded, smiling as he looked at his younger siblings:

Where are you?

"I've already reached the ninth rank, upper level." Zhu Nan pursed her lips.
"The Yuan Yang Qi Technique can circulate nine cycles in one breath, and can be cultivated by using pure Yang Qi."

"I've been accepted into the ranks!" Zhu Wangke said crisply, raising her little hand high with a proud look on her face.

"Not bad." Zhu Ju rubbed his head and looked at Zhu Zhenzhen:

Where is my third sister?

"Big brother." Zhu Zhenzhen slightly raised her neck, her voice tinged with arrogance:
"I am also a ninth-rank upper-level cultivator, and I have also cultivated magic, mastering a water control technique."

Ok?
Zhu Ju's face darkened, and he frowned as he asked:

"Who taught you magic?"

"..." Zhu Zhenzhen's expression froze, her joy vanished, and a sense of fear rose within her:
"It's Elder Tong."

"Master of the house."

Aunt Liu spoke cautiously:
"Any questions?"

As the head of the family, Zhu Ju's authority was extremely heavy, sometimes so overwhelming that it was hard for people to breathe.

This is the residual divine power of a former third-grade cultivator who had already nurtured his primordial spirit.

Even family members who spend every day together will feel uneasy in this situation.

"As I have said, martial arts cultivation is all about purity and refinement. If you don't reach a certain level, practicing magic techniques is useless and will only ruin your path."

Zhu Ju spoke slowly:
"That Elder Tong..."

"Was your opinion asked?"

"No." Zhu Zhenzhen pursed her lips and said softly:
"I found Master Tong's magic very mysterious and interesting, so I begged him to teach me."

"Yes." Aunt Zhou nodded.

"This is not Master Tong's fault. No one else can learn magic, not even Xiao Nan."

That's true.

"good."

"..."

The group nodded repeatedly. A hint of surprise flashed in Zhu Ju's eyes. He could see that when they mentioned Elder Tong, they all looked at him with reverence and respect, and were even able to withstand his pressure and speak well of him.

eccentric!
"Big brother."

Zhu Zhenzhen spoke in a low voice:
"Master Tong only taught me magic for two days. If you don't like it, I won't practice it anymore."

"Ah."

Zhu Ju nodded:

"Sit down and eat first."

"As for Elder Tong... I will speak to him. Zhenzhen, you have a chance to reach the sixth rank of martial arts before the age of thirty. It is not suitable for you to be distracted by cultivating magic now. Focusing on martial arts is the right path."

"Yes," Zhu Zhenzhen replied crisply.

"I understand."

"Alright." Zhu Ju smiled and picked up his chopsticks to indicate:

"Let's eat!"

"Don't wait until the food gets cold."

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After two expansions, the Zhu family had already bought the courtyards of their neighbors on both sides.

Old Man Tong.

They lived in a small courtyard in the southeast corner.

A simple fence served as the courtyard wall, and a figure holding a long sword and wearing a straw hat stood in front of the gate.

This man is named Mo Ying, and he is Elder Tong's bodyguard.

"Brother Mo."

Zhang Huyuan spoke:
"The patriarch has returned and has come specifically to see Elder Tong."

"His Majesty is not feeling well and is unavailable to receive guests at the moment." Mo Ying glanced at Zhu Ju not far away, his voice indifferent:

"I hope Mr. Zhu will forgive me."

"Mo Ying!"

At this time.

A hoarse voice came from inside the courtyard:
"Now that the patriarch has returned, how can we not see him? Make way and help me up."

"Yes!"

Mo Ying's voice turned serious, and he hurriedly went into the house.

"No need."

Zhu Ju suddenly spoke:
"Since Elder Tong is unwell, I, Zhu, will visit again another day. I am deeply grateful for your care over the past year. Please do not hesitate to ask if you need anything, and I will do my best to help."

"Thank you," Old Tong said weakly.
"I'll escort the patriarch..."

"No need."

Zhu Ju turned around:

"Zhang Huyuan, let's go!"

"Huh?" Zhang, the head guard, was taken aback, and only after a pause did he come to his senses:
"Yes."

Upon reaching the front yard, Zhang, the head of the guard, couldn't help but mutter a complaint under his breath.

"Old Master Tong is really something. Even if he's not in good health, he's still staying at someone else's house. He knew the head of the family was coming back, but he didn't say anything or come to pay his respects. He didn't even open the door when the head of the family came to see him in person."

"but……"

“Young Master, Old Master Tong’s condition is indeed getting worse. He said he wouldn’t live for another year, and I think that’s true.”

"Hmm." Zhu Ju said expressionlessly.
"Have you investigated the background of this old man Tong?"

“This…” Zhang Huzhang’s expression froze:

“Mr. Tong is not a local, and our connections are limited, so we have no way to investigate him right away.”

"However, Master Ming should know that she has taken Master Tong as her master."

"Master Ming?" Zhu Ju stamped his foot in surprise.
"Ming Nianwei?"

"Yes."

…………

"Lord."

In the simple room, Mo Ying knelt on one knee:

"The head of the Zhu family has been disrespectful to you. Should I teach him a lesson?"

"Heh..." An elderly man with a sallow complexion and a face covered in age spots waved his hand weakly.

"At this age, one should be young and vigorous, so it's normal for them to be a little displeased with an old man like me."

"It's better to avoid trouble. I still need to use this place, so I shouldn't cause any more problems."

"Yes."

Ink Shadows Bow Their Heads:

"It will take some time to gather the materials Your Majesty requires, and I am worried that something unexpected might happen."

"No, no." The old man squinted.
“I have experience. I prepared all those things in advance, so there won’t be any mistakes.”

“Ming Nianwei…”

"Perfect!"

(End of this chapter)