Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu stayed in Master Li's side courtyard for three days. On the third day, Master Li came back to inquire about their well-being, but Lü Shu already had a new idea. He decided to join the Qing Frontier Army.
According to Zhang Weiyu, it was completely possible for a Rank Six cultivator to join the army, but at that time, he must not say that he was a commoner, because once he did so, his household registration would be checked. It was also best not to join the Qing Frontier Army, because among the eleven armies under the command of the Emperor Of Heaven in the south, the Qing Frontier Army had the most pressure on the Jianlu's recommendation quota, because there were many elites there.
Lü Shu asked, "Then how should I solve the household registration problem? Which army should I choose? "
Zhang Weiyu thought for a moment and said, "There are two ways for a slave to get rid of their slave registration. One is to rebel and endure great pain to remove the mark, and the other is when the slave master dies. The slave's cultivation will decline, but the advantage is that they don't have to endure pain and the restriction of the mark will be removed. Under normal circumstances, the slave master's direct descendants will automatically inherit the mark, but if he has no descendants, he won't inherit it. "
"Some slaves regain their freedom after the slave master dies, and now that they have a certain level of strength, they are unwilling to be slaves again. We usually call them vagrants. When you join the army, you can say that you were once a slave of the slave master of Field Ridge Town, the Liu family. There were originally four slave masters in Field Ridge Town, but when the Blackfeather Army attacked ten years ago, his entire family died in battle, so many slaves regained their freedom and left." Zhang Weiyu pointed out a clear path for Lü Shu, as a way to repay Lü Shu's kindness.
"Then which army should I choose?" Lü Shu asked.
"Choose Wu Weijun. They are now stationed outside Yun 'an City, north of Nan Geng City. This army is not the main force of the frontier fortress, so they are safer than the Qing Frontier Army." Zhang Weiyu said, "If the Blackfeather Army attacked, they would have entered the battlefield after clearing out the Fortress Army."
"Oh." Lü Shu understood. It meant the second echelon. Of course, it was good that they didn't have to fight.
"Wu Weijun liked to recruit street children. At first, he thought that these powerful slaves would become the mainstay of the army, but he didn't know that most of these street children had some bad habits, which made the whole army a bit messy. It was not impossible for them to gamble in the barracks." Zhang Weiyu smiled and said, "Later on, when the army discovered this problem, many important positions were taken by street children. They even excluded the commoners. Later on, these street children were also smart. They did all sorts of things like bribery and embezzlement of the army's pay. Commander Wu Weijun became the biggest beneficiary, so they turned a blind eye to it. Now, even the commander has been replaced by a street child. The entire army is almost crippled."
Lü Shu was stunned for a moment. "Doesn't Emperor Of Heaven, Wen Zaifou, care about this?"
"The Emperor Of Heaven doesn't have the time to understand this kind of thing. There are eleven armies, so how can he care about this? Cultivating and comprehending the laws of heaven and earth is what they are most willing to do. So, he only needs Wu Weijun to win the battles. Actually, Wu Weijun did win a few battles, but there are many tricks. You'll know when you get there. "
"Alright, then I'll choose Wu Weijun." Lü Shu nodded. "How many recommendation spots are there in each army?"
"Each army has one spot. This is the main point I want to make. No one in Wu Weijun is willing to participate in the Jianlu selection," Zhang Weiyu said with a chuckle.
"Hey, why is that? Based on what you said, aren't they a bunch of greedy people? If they are chosen to enter the Jianlu, won't they be successful? They can't be so short-sighted, right? "Lü Shu asked curiously.
"There's something you don't know. Not to mention anything else, these people are quite self-aware." Zhang Weiyu laughed. "They know that they won't be chosen even if they go to the Jianlu. After all, the elites of dozens of armies are gathered in one place. How can they, a bunch of street kids, compare? Rather than being beaten up by the other armies and coming back with a loss of face, it's better not to go! You have to know that these dozens of elites are all from the Emperor Of Heaven, and they are all from different camps. When they fight, of course they will kill each other. After entering the Jianlu, they are all brothers and sisters and live in harmony. Before entering, it's not an exaggeration to say that they are mortal enemies. "
Lü Shu didn't expect Wu Weijun to be such a smart person. "Doesn't that mean that no one has gone to Wu Weijun for several years?"
"No, no, no. They don't go themselves, but they can sell this quota to the nobles! This is all money! "Zhang Weiyu laughed." So what you need to consider now is how to earn money. From what I know, this quota doesn't seem to be expensive. After all, this selection is very dangerous for many people. The nobles don't dare to casually try it. Under normal circumstances, not being chosen is very shameful. But how can the elite geniuses afford to lose face? So even if they don't get chosen, they have to kill the participants from the other factions. Only then can they return with glory. There was even a genius under the Emperor Of Heaven who didn't get chosen. In the end, he killed nine geniuses from the other factions and was rewarded heavily when he returned. "
Lü Shu understood. What this meant was: Although I didn't get chosen, I killed many people from the other factions and didn't lose face for my family!
But the matter of earning money … Spirit notes were used here. He still had to think of a way to earn money to buy a quota. That wasn't a big problem. He had to think carefully …
"It's just that he killed nine people and still wasn't chosen. Why is that?" Lü Shu asked curiously.
"The master of the Jianlu is quite interesting. The martial arts competition is only the first stage. There are many more selection processes after that. Just being strong isn't enough. But I don't know what's after that." Zhang Weiyu shook his head. "All these years, none of the disciples of the Jianlu have said anything about what's after that. The losers were also asked not to say anything. No one dares to go against the wishes of the Jianlu."
"Alright." Lü Shu nodded. "Do you want to come with us? If you come with us, you can live a more comfortable life than you do now. You also don't have to sell yourself as a slave. "
Lü Shu was seriously inviting him. With such a knowledgeable person by his side, he and Lü Xiaoyu would be able to avoid many detours. And with Lü Xiaoyu's spatial ring, even if they didn't earn money, they wouldn't starve to death.
"No." Zhang Weiyu smiled. "I'm very happy here."
"Is it worth it?" Lü Shu suddenly asked. Zhang Weiyu had never said why he was staying here, and Lü Shu hadn't asked either. Now that he suddenly asked such a question, it meant that he wanted to tell Zhang Weiyu that he actually knew that Zhang Weiyu was shouldering some kind of mission.
Zhang Weiyu smiled. "I don't know how long it's been, but there's only one thought that keeps me going. I just want to wait for the day when I can spare no effort to hand over this life of mine. Then I'll be satisfied."
Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu left, leaving Zhang Weiyu alone to head north. He looked back at the back of Lü Shu holding Lü Xiaoyu's hand. For some reason, he felt that this scene was very beautiful.
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