After a year, Lou Xiaoyi had no choice but to bow down to reality. He could not find a suitable way to practice his swordsmanship, which meant that he could only follow the path of external swordsmanship that Xuanyuan had followed for tens of thousands of years!
He had to accept his loss! There was nothing to complain about!
From the time he entered the sect until now, he had already cultivated here for a full three years. In the words of Xuanyuan, he was a mule or a horse and could go out for a walk.
However, Lou Xiaoyi did not want to go out just like that. The only meaning of these three years was that it was time for him to go to Qianxiu Peak to exchange for a new set of swordsmanship and a new sword embryo. Then, he could begin his ordinary external swordsmanship career!
Making mistakes was not scary. What was scary was slipping further and further away from them!
After coming to Qianxiu Peak and receiving the resources for the past six months, he now had nearly five hundred mid-tier spirit stones in savings. This was the result of his frugality. He did not take any pills, concocted any pills, or draw any talismans. His main skill was the Star Series, which did not cost any money. There were no additional expenses. This was his final struggle.
Since he could not find a way to practice his swordsmanship, he had to at least choose the best of the traditional methods! The best swordsmanship, the best sword embryo, and the best materials!
All of these required wealth!
He had to first choose a swordsmanship and then choose the materials according to the framework of the swordsmanship. Even if this did not give him a sense of accomplishment, he did not have the impatience of other Swordsman. It was as if he was an outlier among external swordsmen, a pheasant among phoenixes.
Before he entered the vicinity of Bo Ao Tower, he was reminded of another palace not far away. It was the Admission Hall, the place where he entered the sect. At the same time, it was also the place where external swordsmanship disciples accepted missions.
In the three years since he entered Xuanyuan, he did not have many close friends. The only one who left early was You Guan. The sect had already completed the mission for Senior Gu Bei's funeral and hung it in the Admission Hall. It had been three years, so it should have been completed by someone else.
However, since he was here and had the qualifications to go out, he still wanted to go in and take a look for peace of mind.
After entering the Admission Hall and showing his sword token to prove his qualifications, Lou Xiaoyi asked the disciple on duty if there was such a mission. What's the progress like?
Just as he expected, the disciple on duty was very confused. He couldn't remember a small mission from three years ago. There were tens of thousands of such missions every year. They were ordinary and unremarkable. There was nothing special about them that could make him remember.
Thus, he tossed over a jade slip. "Junior Brother, take a look at it yourself! If you don't see the task you mentioned in the jade slip, it means that it has been completed. For such a small matter, it's very difficult to get a reply, and it's also impossible to find a record because no one will ask about it! "
Yes, he was just an ordinary old Building Foundation Stage cultivator. Moreover, a stubborn old man like Gu Bei probably had very few friends. After he died, how many people would still remember him?
He had no family property, no disciple, and his heart was set on Xuanyuan …
There were many ordinary missions like this. There were countless missions listed in the jade slip, such as picking up a family member, delivering property, and dealing with funeral arrangements. Every year, many Building Foundation Stage cultivators in Xuanyuan died due to various reasons. Those who died of old age like Gu Bei were few and far between. Most of them died fighting with others outside. Regarding this, Xuanyuan wouldn't mobilize a large force to take revenge. As long as other sects didn't deliberately bully the weak, this was the rule of the entire Five Rings.
Lou Xiaoyi quickly skimmed through the jade slip. He didn't think that Gu Bei's mission would remain on the jade slip for three years without anyone taking it. He only came here for peace of mind.
However, what surprised him was that in the last few lines of the jade slip, a mission suddenly appeared before his eyes.
Gu Bei, common name Tian Lijun, died at the age of 257. He left no belongings, and his sleeves were clean. The sect collected his belongings, and this was all he had.
His hometown was in the Western Region's Minzhou Prefecture, and he was born in a big clan!
Since he passed away, the sect took into account his loyalty and devotion to the sect, and decided to reward him with five mid-grade spirit stones. Since it's on the way, we'll inform his clan and divide them as much as we want!
There were also some specific details on the mission, such as a detailed address and the details of the items he left behind. To be honest, they were very poor!
To be honest, five mid-grade spirit stones as a reward wasn't a small amount. With Lou Xiaoyi's current remuneration, he only received fifteen mid-grade spirit stones a month. However, this mission was troublesome because it took time. Although Minzhou Prefecture and Xuanyuan were in the same region, the Western Region was so big that with the pitiful speed of a Building Foundation Stage cultivator, it would take at least a year for them to travel back and forth, and this was under the condition that nothing happened along the way.
Therefore, no one would make a trip alone. However, if it was on the way, it would be easy. In any case, it was a Dafa. There were tens of thousands of Building Foundation Stage cultivators, but no one went in the direction of Minzhou in the past three years?
He handed the jade slip back to the disciple and asked, "Senior Martial Brother, is there anything strange about this kind of mission that no one has accepted for three years?"
Before the disciple on duty could answer, an old cultivator next to him answered.
"Are you very close to Senior Martial Brother Gu Bei?"
Lou Xiaoyi said honestly, "We didn't get along for long, but Senior Martial Brother Gu Bei was my guide. We got along for more than ten days, and he gave me a lot of pointers. Before I could thank him, I left in a hurry …"
The old cultivator nodded. "You're a person with a conscience. Senior Martial Brother Gu Bei spent the last few decades guiding people, and many people received his kindness. However, you're the first one who thought of coming here to ask!
You're done with your three years and can leave the mountain now? "
Lou Xiaoyi nodded, but he only stared at the old cultivator. His meaning was self-evident.
The old cultivator sighed. "Senior Martial Brother Gu Bei was a good person who liked to help others, and he was warm-hearted. However, he liked to borrow money to pass the time. Everyone in the outer sword circle knew about this. Especially in recent years, when he was nearing the end of his lifespan, he took in a lot of external debts in order to break through to the upper realm. He left in a free and easy manner, leaving behind a lot of debts. Other than new disciples like you, everyone else knows about this!
Therefore, there's a reason why no one went to help him settle his affairs after his death!
Junior Martial Brother, are you here to accept a mission? Or are you here to repay Senior Martial Brother Gu Bei's debt? "
Lou Xiaoyi snorted. "I'll accept the mission! However, I won't accept the debt! This is a separate matter, and our karma is a personal matter! Whoever has a debt can go down and find him. What does it have to do with me? I'll only accept the debt that I'm supposed to accept! "
Lou Xiaoyi was a person who valued comradeship. He was unwilling to owe anyone a favor, even if it was a dead person! The scene of Senior Martial Brother Gu Bei standing up for him in front of Wen Chang Zhenren was still fresh in his memory. Although it was not of much use, he still had integrity. He could not pretend that he did not know. Since Gu Bei had left, he would treat it as the end of the matter!
He also had a selfish motive for accepting this mission. Ever since he boarded the flying ship in his original world, he had almost never traveled freely outside. He had been cooped up in the floating raft in the universe for three years, and had been cooped up in the cave for three years in Xuanyuan. For a cultivator of his age, he had almost reached his limit!
He needed to go out to relax and see the world. It would also help him to have new ideas in the direction of his cultivation.
Cooped up in the house would not produce anything. The experience of these three years in the cave had clearly shown him what cultivation was.
What he did not realize was that he was still subconsciously avoiding external swordsmanship and choosing to make it more popular.
He was also a person with persistence.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
