One sword cheat

Chapter 40 You're dead, give me your spiritual root.

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This was contributed by Chen Ren; his voice was trembling.

"Master... Little... Little Qing Kingdom?"

Wasn't the Kingdom of Xiaoqing destroyed? It's clearly stated online that not a single soul survived in the entire kingdom.

There wasn't even a bird chirping or an insect buzzing!

Oh...right! He was wondering why it had been so quiet along the way; it turns out we've already entered Xiaoqing Kingdom.

Damn it, Zhang Yunqing, you woman, do you have to be so shameless? Didn't we agree that we were just passing through Yucheng?

Ah yes, we passed through Yucheng and went straight into Xiaoqing Kingdom!

"Look at your pathetic self. If anything unexpected happens, I'll just kill you with one sword."

Zhang Yunqing is at the Foundation Establishment stage.

She is very arrogant.

Chen Ren was not arrogant, so he could only shrink himself into a cool corner so that the corpse could decompose more slowly.

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight. The next morning, the three of them continued their journey, gradually leaving the territory of Xiaoqing Kingdom, and finally heard the normal sounds of birds, beasts and insects. They eventually arrived at a valley.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with only one winding entrance, marked at the main road—

Sanfu Town!

We finally arrived. The carriage could not go any further; all that remained were narrow paths.

Chen Ren noticed that there was a sentence engraved at the bottom of the stone tablet in Sanfu Town:

Heaven shows no favoritism, but always sides with the virtuous.

Signed: Luo Yunxi.

"Huh, we share the same generation name as you, Master?" Chen Ren asked curiously. "There are even phrases from the Tao Te Ching in this place."

Zhang Yunqing didn't say anything, but glanced at the stone tablet a couple more times before walking in first.

"I'll escort you two immortals this far."

Old Hong smiled and clasped his hands in farewell, saying, "If you ever want to leave the city again, remember to call me."

He happily carried the iron-feathered eagle back home, making Chen Ren envious.

Making over a million yuan on just one trip, what a lucrative business!

"Master, what are we doing here?"

Chen Ren looked around curiously: "Logically speaking, this should be a tribe, right?"

Although it's called a town, its area and population are pitifully small, so it can't really be called a town.

In fact, the tribes in the ancient world were not much different from primitive people and indigenous people.

He had done his homework; some humans have completely degenerated, and their brain capacity has shrunk.

Although there are roads here, they have long been out of touch with human civilization.

"This place used to be called Sanluo Tribe. The name Sanfu Town was given by Luo Yunxi."

Zhang Yunqing's voice finally showed a slight fluctuation, tinged with reminiscence:

"He is an ancient native. His ancestors were separated from human civilization more than two thousand years ago. I brought him back to Shangqing Palace by chance. He is your junior uncle."

Chen Ren suddenly noticed that Zhang Yunqing's feet had landed on the ground and she was no longer floating.

Junior Uncle? No wonder there are verses from the Tao Te Ching on the stone tablet at the entrance of Sanfu Town.

He stopped himself from saying the rest of his words. If he remembered correctly, Shangqing Palace no longer had any martial uncles, only Zhang Yunqing.

Once inside the mountains, the view suddenly opened up, and the next moment, roars echoed from the forest!

"People! People! People!"

Within a few breaths, a large group of people surrounded Chen Ren and Zhang Yunqing.

These men, with their bulging muscles, wore hemp clothing and animal skins, and carried spears and machetes. Their murky blood and body odor almost stung Chen Ren's eyes.

They were all over two meters tall!

Zhang Yunqing didn't speak, but looked at the back of the crowd, where an old man was slowly running towards them.

He walked unsteadily, as if tumbling and crawling, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yunqing.

He recognized the immortal... Upon arriving, he suddenly knelt down on the ground!

"Immortal Yunqing...Immortal Yunqing..."

Tears streamed down his face as he cried out, "The immortal has returned..."

As a result, the entire town of Sanfu became lively, and almost everyone came, except for the injured and those who had difficulty moving around.

Zhang Yunqing was highly respected by the older generation, and Chen Ren benefited from her influence as well.

They were warmly welcomed into their cave dwelling, and meat soup, a rare treat for them, was served to them immediately.

For these barbarians, meat has always been the most precious thing.

Chen Ren later learned that the old man was a priest from Sanfu Town.

After Zhang Yunqing arrived, she only gave Chen Ren one task.

"You need to teach them to read and write within three months."

This was the task she gave Chen Ren, and also the purpose of bringing him out.

No...didn't we agree on a chance encounter? Didn't we agree to help him potentially break through to the Foundation Establishment stage?

Previously, Chen Ren would have simply ignored the Foundation Establishment realm, but now, he desperately wanted to reach it.

You traveled all the way here, only to tell him to teach a group of primitive people wearing animal skins to read and write?

Are you kidding me?

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The town of Sanfu has a total population of 324, including men, women, and children.

The clan leader, who was the most powerful among them, was only at the ninth level of Qi and Blood, and had not even reached the Acquired Realm.

Chen Ren has to teach a total of 12 children, the youngest being eight years old and the oldest being 14 years old.

"Little fairy, please help me."

The old priest pressed his hand tightly against Chen Ren's: "We want to learn to read. Only through education can we have the opportunity to leave this world!"

Then, the old priest carefully patted his behind and left, leaving Chen Ren somewhat dumbfounded as he looked at the twelve children in front of him.

All twelve children were gifted, and their aptitudes were all grade C.

People from the ancient realms have excellent aptitude, but the rules erode them more deeply. They cultivate quickly, but breaking through realms is much more difficult, and many breakthroughs in minor realms are even life-threatening.

The children were eager to learn, and even the youngest ones were quiet and well-behaved.

Left with no other option, Chen Ren took out his phone to search for tutorials, intending to start by teaching them pinyin (phonetic spelling) and then teach them characters.

Thanks to human civilization, the signal, though weak, is still there.

Could it be that his cheap master is trying to take advantage of his literary talent?

Chen Ren wasn't quite sure either, but he discovered that something truly miraculous was happening along with his teaching.

He possessed a scholarly spirit, though he hadn't paid attention to it since birth; the spirit was still there.

As he began to teach, he was surprised to find that his own literary talent was growing stronger.

Is this how literary talent grows? Through teaching, imparting knowledge, or writing articles?

But didn't Zhang Yunqing say that he should still focus on cultivating martial arts? After all, no matter how much literary energy one has, it cannot grant immortality; in the end, it will all be for nothing.

Chen Ren became more and more confused.

But he didn't know that at this moment, Zhang Yunqing was standing on the highest mountain in the entire Sanfu Town.

From the perspective of someone at the Foundation Establishment stage, Sanfu Town was completely different from before, enveloped in a dense, pure immortal light.

Her gaze seemed unfocused and scattered, but another part of her eyes was looking around.

"Junior brother, haven't you let go of your obsession yet?"

The celestial light of the Supreme Clarity gathered at this moment, transforming into a tall and slender figure with handsome features, his entire being formed from the pure light.

"Senior sister, I can't put my mind at ease."

The figure was none other than Luo Yunxi, who spoke in human language: "Without me, no one will ever leave Sanfu Town again in this lifetime."

A dead person is communicating with Zhang Yunqing through his obsession.

Zhang Yunqing sighed deeply: "Alas..."

"However, you've come at the right time. I've taken you on as a junior apprentice."

She looked down the mountain and said, "He has awakened his literary talent and can teach and educate people, helping your Sanfu Town to spread its influence."

Only those with literary talent can educate and guide living beings; this is also the rule of the ancient world.

"Scholarly air?"

Luo Yunxi looked down the mountain with a persistent gaze at the figure teaching children pinyin, and his emotions began to fluctuate.

"Thank you, senior sister. You've always been like a mother to me. I never imagined that even after I'm gone, you would still..."

"Don't thank me yet."

Zhang Yunqing interrupted him: "After you die, your spiritual root will be useless anyway, so you might as well give it to him."

"Even if the transfer of spiritual roots results in some loss, it is still enough for this child to have the potential to reach the Foundation Establishment stage one day in the future."

"I know you're just clinging to this idea, but the person is already dead. Unless there's a cause and effect to guide you, you can't be reincarnated."

"Your spiritual root is destined not to last a second life, but this child, Xiao Ren, can protect this Sanfu Town for you."

"Senior sister?"

Luo Yunxi was stunned, but not because his senior sister wanted to take away his spiritual root.

Instead, the senior sister, finally breaking free from that rigid rule, jumped up in delight, exclaiming, "You've finally come to your senses!"