Chapter 158 It Has Nothing to Do with Us "Ancestor, tell me, if sword cultivators fight with swords in a group, will anyone laugh at us if this gets out?" Many people are still talking about the last fight with the spiritual birds! "You haven't lived long enough and have seen too little to worry about such trivial matters. Come, try it. Is the fish tasty?" A full moon like a silver plate hung high on the mountain top, sparks flying in the sky. A big and a small man, wrapped in fur coats, were stewing fish in a pavilion on the mountainside. The wind was strong on the mountain, so a windproof cover was set up outside the pavilion, but the heating array was not used. This was because the ancestor liked the feeling of being wrapped in snow. If the heating array was used, the surrounding snow would melt, revealing the dark soil. The ancestor's health has been getting weaker these days. His sea of consciousness began to collapse, his tendons and veins began to become brittle, his hair became as white as snow without any luster, and his body became hunched, like a thin candle flame swaying in the night wind. Wei Wen felt sorry for him and gave him a fur coat, but fearing that he would be unhappy, he put it on himself first. A big pot, a small fire, a dozen palm-sized silver fishes bubbling in the pot, bubbles coming out of the mellow sauce, and the fresh aroma fills the air. Wei Wenxin picked up a pair of slender chopsticks, carefully picked up a small piece of garlic meat from the back of the fish, gently placed it on the plate, and waited until it cooled before eating.
"Hmm~ It's still a little short of heat." The old man put down the plate in his hand with regret and continued to stare at the pot with chopsticks in hand. His movements were neither fast nor slow, as if nothing in the world was worth his attention. Wei Wenxin looked up at the sky and sighed, "Oh, the fight was so fierce." Patriarch Jingci smiled calmly, his face full of wrinkles, and his mouth leaked air when he spoke: "There are even sword cultivators who fight with their own swords! What's the big deal? The world is so big, and there are countless strange things. It's just a little fun for a while, and then it's over. Don't put yourself under psychological pressure." Wei Wenxin doesn't have any psychological pressure. She just felt that this matter had something to do with her and felt a little guilty. "I'm telling you this, but don't tell anyone else. This matter actually has something to do with me." "Oh?" The old ancestor immediately moved over and squatted next to her before whispering, "Can you tell me something?" Wei Wenxin took out three pieces of jade and told him what had happened before. "The Immortal Sword ancestors actually want very little. For so many years, they have always worked diligently for the sect, but have never asked for anything. They just want to see their master again. I don't think this request is excessive." As he spoke, Wei Wenxin couldn't help but sigh: "This is all my fault. I should have prepared more materials and refined more residual soul extractors before going to the sword tomb." Although those materials are expensive, they are not rare treasures. If you are willing, you can still find them. Especially since she has no shortage of spirit stones right now. "It's not a good thing to do this. Getting something for nothing is not desirable." "Hey, I just don't want things to get so serious." It's always like this, she doesn't cause trouble, but something always happens because of her. This feels bad.
Moreover, Wei Wenxin felt that the sect was a bit inhumane. As a kind of spirit, the sword spirit doesn't need food or drink, nor does it need any resources for cultivation, so it saves on everything that should be given. This is irrational no matter how you think about it. Don’t they have any close younger generations or places to spend money? It's nonsense to say that there is no magic weapon but the magic weapon is not needed. Earn spiritual stones with your own ability, why do you care how others spend them? If all practitioners were concerned about following a certain rule, then the world would be too unfair. What's more, they can no longer be simply defined as magic weapons, okay? Wei Wenxin felt that they were no different from plant elves and should be treated equally. They are even more useful than most plant elves. The plant spirits can't be too far away from their bodies, but these immortal swords can go anywhere. "Hey, you're still young and can't see clearly. It's not that we can't agree, but we can't agree easily, you know? There are still thousands of immortal swords with spiritual power in our sword tomb. If we agree right away, the sect's finances won't be able to support it." The grades of these immortal swords are not low, and most of them are immortal weapons. If we want to pay them monthly, what standards should we use? Someone suggested, based on the sect's financial situation, that they should distribute the swords according to the standards of Jindan disciples. This way, the sect could barely afford it. However, each of these immortal swords was extremely ferocious, and the worst ones were the natal swords of the Jindan cultivators. When they heard that they would be treated the same as the Jindan disciples, they immediately exploded! Because this is such an humiliation to the sword! The reality is there, and it is normal to have conflicts. Wei Wenxin sighed deeply. "Hey, I wonder how this will be solved?" The ancestor sighed softly: "Relax, this matter has nothing to do with us. Don't take all the responsibility on yourself. Eat the fish quickly! You will know the result when it comes." "Hey! It's true." They both put their heads close to the pot and two pairs of chopsticks fell at the same time. They could hear the sound of wind and snow getting louder and louder, and they felt a different feeling in their hearts. The old man and the young boy were eating fish and were very satisfied. The fish meat is very tender and fresh, but there are quite a few small thorns, which makes it a bit difficult to eat. "Ancestor, look at me! Look at me!" Seeing that the old man took a few bites and dozed off, and only ate half of the fish tail for a long time, Wei Wenxin suddenly had an idea and picked out the bones for the old man. Ancestor Jingci, wrapped in a fur coat, came closer and stared with wide eyes. He saw her pick up a fish and put it on the plate. His spiritual consciousness turned into an extremely thin thread and pulled out the fishbone intact. Put it aside, it still looks like a whole fish. "Wow! You're awesome!" The old ancestor had lost all his teeth and basically didn't eat anything on weekdays. When he saw her running towards him like her tail was in a hurry, he knew that she was probably in trouble again. So he caught a few fish from the pond and took her to kill time. After all, I'm not as energetic as before. Wei Wenxin held the plate and handed it to him. "When I was little, the old ancestor also took care of me like this! I am unfilial and only care about myself. I have rarely been filial to the old ancestor in these years..."
I was about to cry as I spoke. "Hey, let me see what good things you brought me!" As he said this, he took out the three pieces of jade that Wei Wenxin handed to him. However, he did not check it immediately, but touched it lovingly. "Among so many children in the sect, you are the most sincere. You don't dislike my old age, nor do you pretend to respect me but actually look down on me..." Others would laugh at him. How could a cultivator have to rely on a cane to travel? Wei Wenxin was only a few years old, but she opened her eyes wide and asked him if his feet hurt. He nodded deliberately, and she rushed over like a whirlwind and carried him away. At that time, she was just a little girl with baby fat on her cheeks and clear yet firm eyes. He deliberately used a heavy weight, which she couldn't carry, so he tricked her, saying that she was too weak and needed to eat more spiritual materials and train her body well. She obviously hated eating those things, but she would hold the big bowl and dig into her mouth every meal... Memories are very torturous things, but if you can see your old friends again before you die, you will have no regrets even after you die. Something that he had never dared to think about before was suddenly realized for him. Ancestor Jingci was worried. He touched the Liuying Jade and tried for a long time, but he didn't have the courage to open it. Chapter 2 is here. When I was cooking at noon, the stove suddenly exploded. Glass shards flew all over the room. For a moment, my mind was confused and I didn’t know what happened. In the afternoon, the Siemens engineer came and said that it was hit on the corner. I wanted to change it to a stainless steel one, but he refused to change it and said he would replace it with the same one. Because it was not out of warranty. He also told me very experiencedly to put a circle of protective film on the edge of the stove, even if it was broken, it would not explode again. If you have a glass stove at home, remember to put it! And for the bathroom partition, remember to put explosion-proof film, so that when you take a shower in winter, the alternating hot and cold will explode and make holes all over your body. (End of this chapter)