Junior sister, I really need to control you

His focus is not entirely on strength.

Although in terms of strength, sword cultivators and body cultivators are about the same, in terms of appearance, sword cultivators are far superior to body cultivators!

Among the treasures he seized from Huanghe Temple, besides the Hanming Sword, the brass incense burner, the silver-threaded robe, and the net, there was also a talisman crane.

Compared to the Cold Bright Sword, a high-grade magic weapon mainly used for combat and only incidentally for flying, the Crane Talisman, which is specifically designed for flight, is definitely more suitable for soaring through the air.

But every time he flies through the air, he still prefers to use the Hanming Sword, just because flying on a sword looks cooler!

He was too embarrassed to tell his uncle the reason, so he could only change the subject and talk about other things.

"By the way, Uncle-Master, my Yin-Yang Dividing Light Sword now has sixty sword lights, but why does it feel like it's slowing down a lot when I practice it?" Li Yinsheng asked.

“That’s normal,” Uncle Jiang explained without any surprise. “Although it is much easier for a True Person to cultivate spells than for an ordinary cultivator, it is not possible to master any spell easily; that would be too exaggerated.”

"The Yin-Yang Dividing Light Sword is easy at first but difficult later. After you have sixty-four sword lights, even a True Person will need about a month to increase one sword light."

Li Yinsheng frowned slightly: "If I want to increase the number of sword lights from sixty-four to one hundred and twenty-eight, wouldn't it take about five years?"

"Is this still too long?" Uncle Jiang raised his hand and tapped his forehead, gently scolding, "Don't you think about it? If a spell is so simple that any real person can easily master it?"

"Then, how effective would this kind of magic be in a real-life duel?"

Li Yinsheng shrugged. Although he knew his uncle was right, he still felt it was a bit long.

Moreover, even for a real person, it would take five or six years to master 128 sword lights. Yet this grotto-heaven requires the junior sister to master them within three years, which is far too demanding.

"You don't need to think that the Yin-Yang Dividing Light Sword is difficult to master. For a true master, this kind of magic that can be mastered in five or six years is just an ordinary technique."

Uncle Jiang laughed and said, "It's just that you are a genius. You have become a True Person in just over ten years. Five years is more than a third of your cultivation time. It is understandable that you think it is too long."

"However, it seems that your talent lies in cultivation. Compared with your talent in cultivation, your talent in magic is really too poor."

Li Yinsheng thought to himself, "Uncle-Master, you're wrong. Actually, my talent for cultivation and my talent for magic are about the same."

"But ultimately, it's because you're too young, so naturally you'll feel that five or six years is a long time. Now that you're a real person, as you grow older, you'll naturally start to feel that five or six years isn't so long..."

Uncle Jiang comforted her.

After a moment's hesitation, Li Yinsheng used the most tactful approach possible to ask a question he had been curious about for a long time.

"So... Uncle-Master, you are also a True Person. Do you remember how old you are this year?"

Uncle Jiang was stunned for a moment.

Her face, which had only been flushed at her earlobes, turned rosy in front of Li Yinsheng at a visible speed.

Li Yinsheng turned and ran.

……

The next day, high in the sky.

Li Yinsheng and Mu Xiaoyu are on the crane.

Although flying on a sword was cool, he was getting a little tired of using the Cold Bright Sword so many times, so he switched to the Crane Talisman.

It must be admitted that although Fu He is not as handsome as the flying sword, it is faster, more stable, and consumes less mana.

Of course, these advantages are of little significance to him. Whether it is flying on a sword or riding a crane, the mana consumed is negligible for him.

But it means a lot to Mu Xiaoyu.

Riding a crane is much more comfortable than riding a flying sword. This crane is so big, you can even lie down!

Mu Xiaoyu lay sprawled on the crane, popping pear blossom pastries into her mouth.

"Senior brother, have we arrived yet?" Mu Xiaoyu asked.

“The mountain peak where bamboo grows at Huangzhu Temple is indeed a bit remote,” Li Yinsheng shook his head, “but the talisman crane flies quite fast, it’s just ahead.”

Before leaving, Qi Jiushan gave him a geomantic map. When he looked at the map, he felt that it was quite far away, but in reality, it felt even farther away than it appeared.

This mountain is really inconsiderate; it doesn't even know to grow closer.

"Senior brother, is it fun being a patrol disciple?" Mu Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"I think it should be quite fun. The patrolling disciples will be in groups of five, led by a disciple from Huangzhu Temple and four disciples from other Taoist temples."

Li Yinsheng said, "This is a good opportunity for you to make some like-minded people."

"Okay~" Mu Xiaoyu nodded.

After flying for a while on the talisman crane, Li Yinsheng's divine sense finally swept across a mountain peak covered with spiritual eyes and scattered with tens of thousands of bamboo trees.

After flying a little closer, Li Yinsheng looked down at the mountain peaks where the formation had already been set up, hovered the talisman crane, and deliberately dispersed his aura.

A moment later, several figures flew out from the peak and approached him.

Chapter 53 Steward of Shouyi Temple

The crane hangs above the bamboo forest peak.

Li Yinsheng stood at the very front of Fu He. Behind him, Mu Xiaoyu, who had been lying down the whole way, stood up and obediently stood behind Li Yinsheng.

Six figures rose from the mountain and flew towards Fu He.

The leader was an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe embroidered with bamboo branches and leaves in gold thread.

Qi Jiushan followed beside the old man, also wearing a green robe embroidered with bamboo leaves. If nothing unexpected happened, this old man should be the deputy abbot he mentioned who was in charge of all matters during the harvest season in the mountains.

The other four people on either side of the two were dressed differently and should all be experts invited from other Taoist temples, each of whom was no less skilled than Qi Jiushan.

Li Yinsheng was somewhat surprised to find that there were six people in total.

When Qi Jiushan came to him before, he said that Huangzhu Temple was in dire need of experts, but now it seems that there are already six experts with decent cultivation. The deputy abbot in charge is even stronger than the deputy abbot of Huanghe Temple in terms of aura.

From this perspective, they don't seem to be that short of manpower.

Or is it that the monsters in this place are truly extraordinary, requiring so many people to be stationed here to ensure absolute safety?

Just as Li Yinsheng was pondering, the six people flew to Fu He and stopped.

"I am Liang Qiwu, the deputy abbot of Huangzhu Temple. I thank Fellow Daoist Li for his willingness to lend a helping hand." The leading elder smiled and bowed to Li Yinsheng.

On the way there, Qi Jiushan had already told him about Li Yinsheng's identity.

"Fellow Daoist Liang, you're too kind," Li Yinsheng returned the greeting.

“Fellow Daoist Li has come from afar, this is not the place to talk,” Liang Qiwu said. “Our temple has already built several houses on the mountain, please come inside and discuss the details.”

Li Yinsheng nodded and was about to follow this Vice Abbot Liang when a discordant voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Is this Fellow Daoist Li from Xuanzhen Temple also here to guard the mountain and prevent demons? Fellow Daoist Li is young, but his cultivation is not bad. However, to have such cultivation at such a young age, he must be focused on diligent cultivation and may not be good at fighting."

"Besides, Xuanzhen Temple has long since fallen into decline. In recent years, it has been declining rapidly and can only be described as barely surviving. What outstanding disciples can it possibly cultivate?"

"This time, the training has reached maturity, which is a major event for Huangzhu Temple once every ten years. We cannot afford to fail. Fellow Daoist Li is still young and has no reputation for being good at combat. Moreover, he comes from Xuanzhen Temple. Can he really be trusted?"

Li Yinsheng was taken aback.

If these questions were raised by someone from Huangzhu Temple, then they would undoubtedly be very inappropriate for hospitality.

You invited them, and then you questioned them and spoke rudely after they arrived. Even a child wouldn't do something so absurd.

but……

He turned his gaze toward the direction from which the voice came, and the speaker did not seem to be from Huangzhu Temple at all.

The speaker appeared to be around fifty years old, with a thin face and wearing a beige Taoist robe that was different from the one worn by the Huangzhu Temple. The robe was decorated with several seal script characters in red gold and cinnabar.

Beside him was another cultivator wearing the same Taoist robe, who looked a few years younger; they must have come from the same lineage.

Looking at the person who spoke, Li Yinsheng was full of questions.

Hey bro, who are you? Do you even have the right to speak here?

“Fellow Daoist Xu!” Liang Qiwu immediately spoke up, looking at the speaker with a hint of displeasure on his face, but quickly suppressed it. “Fellow Daoist Li is a guest invited by the deacon of the Demon Subduing Hall of my Huangzhu Temple. What makes you say such a thing?”

"I was just worried about Fellow Daoist Liang," the gaunt cultivator said with a forced smile. "The Refining Fruit Harvest only happens once every ten years, and it cannot be missed."

"Instead of hiring another cultivator from a down-on-his-luck Taoist temple, wouldn't it be better to use that money to buy more talismans and distribute them to your patrolling disciples? Wouldn't that be more useful than randomly hiring some incompetent people?"

Standing to the side, Qi Jiushan's face showed a hint of anger. He first gave Li Yinsheng a somewhat apologetic look, and then sneered.

"In your opinion, Fellow Daoist Xu, which talisman should we buy?"

"Hahaha..." The gaunt cultivator laughed loudly, "Fellow Daoist Qi is asking a question he already knows the answer to. Tell me, within the entire Zhengyang lineage, which other sect's talismans can compare to those of my Shouyi Temple?"

Qi Jiushan's face darkened.

“Alright, Fellow Daoist Xu,” Liang Qiwu said, “I will consider the matter of talismans, but we can’t discuss it here. Please come back with me first.”

"Furthermore, Fellow Daoist Li is a guest invited by my Huangzhu Temple, and my Huangzhu Temple has no doubt about Fellow Daoist Li's abilities."

"I am very grateful for Fellow Daoist Xu's concern for my Huangzhu Temple, but please refrain from such rude and questioning remarks!"

As he said this, Liang Qiwu's tone hardened, and his aura spread out, pressing down on the Xu family member guarding the temple.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The cultivator surnamed Xu cupped his hands in greeting, showing no fear, but still restraining himself somewhat.

“I’m so sorry, Fellow Daoist Li,” Liang Qiwu turned to Li Yinsheng and bowed, his face full of apology. “Fellow Daoist Xu is a bit… straightforward and has offended you. I apologize on his behalf and ask for your forgiveness.”

Li Yinsheng was somewhat surprised.

In his perception, the Xu surname cultivator was only about the same level as Qi Jiushan in terms of cultivation, yet Liang Qiwu, the dignified deputy abbot, seemed quite wary of him.

Is it possible that this person's background as a disciple of Shouyi Temple is enough to make this Vice Abbot Liang so wary?

"It's alright."

Li Yinsheng waved his hand, not wanting to make things difficult for an elderly person with a good attitude, besides, every grievance has its source and every debt its debtor.

Seeing that Li Yinsheng didn't seem to intend to pursue the matter, Liang Qiwu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly invited everyone to go back.

Mu Xiaoyu tugged at Li Yinsheng's sleeve from behind: "Senior brother, that old skinny monkey has no manners at all!"

She controlled her volume very well, making it sound like she was whispering to Li Yinsheng, but everyone around could hear her clearly.

The gaunt cultivator surnamed Xu's face darkened, and he was about to lash out when Qi Jiushan saw his expression and immediately asked, "By the way, Fellow Daoist Xu, how much do you sell these talismans for? Do you offer discounts for bulk orders?"

The cultivator surnamed Xu was momentarily speechless. Just as he was about to speak, Liang Qiwu shouted at Qi Jiushan.

"Junior brother, what's the rush! Fellow Daoist Xu is a distinguished guest, not some rude rogue cultivator coming to sell his wares. Can we really talk business in this desolate wilderness?"