Without a heroic spirit, I can only end it myself.

Wanping city official said it lightly.

It seems that with the arrival of the Liu family, all problems will be solved.

Jiang He didn't have much expectations.

It is true that for the aristocratic family, a broken Qi sea and a mutilated body are not terminal diseases. There are many pills that can cure them.

The question is, why should the family help him?

You know, the Lushu and Liu family have a long life and a prosperous population.

Even the direct family members are still numerous and bloated.

The more people, the more mouths, and the more practitioners who need resources. Even a high-ranking family cannot support so many practitioners.

Therefore, how to allocate resources has become a top priority for the Liu family, and they have built a corresponding system over a long period of time.

In this system, the element of blood and family ties is suppressed to a minimum.

Instead it's value.

Only those who awaken their bloodline and show extraordinary qualifications can obtain more resources and embark on the path of cultivation.

As for the predecessor, as a direct descendant who has not awakened the bloodline, it is not easy to embark on the path of cultivation.

You need to go out and find ways to obtain the resources consumed by your practice.

That's why he encountered an evil cultivator by chance and ended up like this.

Now he has completely lost his value——

How could the family use rare elixirs to save a useless person who hadn't even awakened his bloodline?

as expected.

A few days later, Jiang He took a bamboo pole and cotton rope and sat on a big rock by the river to fish.

The little beggar sat next to him and was responsible for tying earthworms on the rope.

Just when they were enjoying themselves, someone came riding a deer through the air and landed next to them.

Seeing this scene, the little beggar suppressed his blush and stammered.

"Immortal...immortal! Living immortal!"

His legs became weak and he couldn't help but knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

The visitor completely ignored him, looking at the beggar sitting on the stone fishing with his eyes closed and in ragged clothes, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Brother..."

Although he had a normal relationship with his eldest brother, seeing his blood relatives in such miserable condition still made him feel sad.

He sighed deeply.

"Let's go back."

The beggar on the stone shook his head and actually refused his invitation.

The visitor was slightly startled and advised in confusion.

"Why don't eldest brother want to go home with me?"

"Although the family cannot help you recover from your physical disability, it can help you live a stable life as a rich man and have a worry-free life..."

"It's better than becoming a beggar."

"Stop making trouble and come back with me."

The beggar's expression did not change, he just shook his head.

As the visitor said, if you return to the Liu family, you can live a stable life without worrying about food and clothing.

But that's all.

What he wants, the Liu family will not give him, and it is impossible to give it to him.

When the visitor saw the beggar's firm attitude, the sadness caused by empathy gradually faded away, his attitude became colder, and he shook his head slightly.

"You're worried about being laughed at by your tribe and not wanting to go home, so that's all."

"However, as a member of the Liu family, you have been reduced to a street beggar. If anyone knows about it, it will only make you a laughing stock."

"I will ask Brother Wei to take action and buy you a family property in Wanping City to keep you safe."

"You take care of yourself."

The visitor said so without waiting for the beggar to respond.

He turned over and jumped onto the spirit deer, stepping into the air and flying away.

The beggar was still sitting on the stone, motionless.

Not to mention family fortune, wealth and so on, they have no appeal to him.

He had no intention of staying in Wanping City forever, but was planning to go out and look for opportunities to restore his Qihai after getting stronger.

For him, identifying the Liu family is not just for the sake of profit——

This was his purpose in itself.

The key to why the Zhao family dared to send warriors to attack and kill him was that he was an unknown blind beggar.

If he were a member of the well-known Lu Shuliu family, even if Zhao Shanren was given ten more courages, he would not dare to take action.

This great world is, after all, still the world of the Thirty-Second Family.

"That way, I can get out of here safely without having to worry about the next attack."

While Jiang He was thinking, the little beggar was standing aside and hesitantly spoke.

"Yu...are you also an immortal?"

The immortal who just rode a deer in the sky was undoubtedly an existence beyond the understanding of the little beggar.

It's as if the story grandpa told has come into reality.

However, the sage in the story stood in front of the mute and called him his brother...

This made the already mysterious mute completely shrouded in fog.

The little beggar felt for a moment that the mute was suddenly so far away from him, as if there was a big mountain across him, which was daunting.

Just when he was worried.

The mute suddenly stood up and poked with the bamboo pole.

A grass carp was directly pierced and picked up. A knot without a hook came out of the fish's mouth, and its eyes widened.

Fishing like this?

The mute put down the bamboo pole, took off the grass carp, and grinned.

"..."

Looking at the grass carp, the little beggar swallowed.

The distance doesn't matter, let's do the food first.

"I'll light the fire!"

The grass carp is not big, it is grilled and eaten, and it is just a mouth-watering delight.

However, the little beggar's sadness and alienation were swept away with the fish.

He wiped his mouth and looked at the sky, thinking of the immortal riding a deer in the air, thinking of the mute's determination to kill the enemy with a knife, thinking of his own fear and trembling...

He was silent for a while and then spoke.

"Mute, how can I become as powerful as you?"

When the mute heard what he said, he couldn't help laughing. He stood up, picked up the bamboo pole, and walked towards the thatched cottage.

The little beggar followed closely, but saw the mute return to the thatched cottage, pack up his belongings, pick up a long knife and water ladle, and walk along the road away from Wanping City.

When leaving, I did not forget to wave to the little beggar and ask him to go on the road together.

The little beggar guessed what the mute was thinking and hurriedly chased after him.

"Mute, walk slower and wait for me!"

"Didn't the immortal just say that he wanted to give you something? Why don't you stay and wait for him?"

"Where are you taking me? To where the immortals live?"

"Grandpa said that the immortals all live in the sky. Can you, a mute, also fly?"

"Mute, how many days are we leaving? When will we come back..."

Two figures, one tall and one short, gradually moved away.

[The noble man wants to be strong, and you want to do it too. 】

[Then he left Wanping and wandered around the world with him, looking for immortals and asking questions. 】

[A few days later, my brother and the city officials went outside the city. They saw that the house was empty. After sighing, they did not look for it and returned disappointed. 】

[After Mrs. Liu left, peace returned to Wanping. Only because of Mr. Zhao's encounter, teahouse gossip increased. 】

[However, the blind beggar has already left without a trace. 】

It's too easy for the little beggar to become stronger.

Jiang He has many magical powers and countless methods at his disposal. One or two that slip through his fingers are enough to guide him on the path of spiritual practice.

Let him be the fairy dust he looks up to.

The issue is……

Egakuchi is mute and blind, and the only way he can communicate normally is by writing.

Sorry, the little beggar cannot read.

This directly cut off the way to teach the skills, leaving Jiang Hekong with a mountain of treasures, but he could not pass on even a little to the little beggar.

Secondly, first find a way to let the little beggar learn to read, and then let Jiang He teach the skills...

The method is feasible, but not very feasible.

Not to mention, it will take a long time for the little beggar to learn literacy from scratch until he can read and learn the exercises without any problems.

You must know that literacy is far from the minimum requirement for learning the exercises.

The more mysterious the magical power, the more knowledge it involves, and the more complicated it is to learn. Even getting started is not a simple matter.

At this time, the importance of the teacher's sect was reflected.

A good teacher can help students quickly understand the content of the exercises and keep them on the right path.

Not only can they make rapid progress, but it can also prevent them from going astray in their practice due to misunderstandings of a certain paragraph or word.

This is why casual cultivators practice slowly, have poor effectiveness in practice, and are prone to encounter bottlenecks.

Jiang He is blind and mute. It is very difficult to teach the little beggar well and it is easy for mistakes to be made.

Instead of teaching him personally, it would be better to guide him on another path——

【Zongmen】.

As long as the little beggar can worship the Immortal Sect, these problems will naturally be solved.

As for how to join the Immortal Sect...

"During the Ying Dynasty, there were many magical methods and numerous sects."

"Perhaps for ordinary people, the path to immortality is difficult to find, but I know the locations and apprenticeship standards of the major immortal sects. It shouldn't be difficult to join the immortal sects..."

Jiang He recalled the map of the mid-Ying Dynasty that he had found in the world of Yuling.

In Xunzhou alone, where Wanping City is located, there are four immortal cultivating sects.

However, Xunzhou is considered a peripheral area of ​​Yingchao, and is relatively close to the Evil Sect and Demon Kingdom.

Although the local Immortal Sect did not associate with evil cultivators, their customs were also affected and became more philistine.

Ordinary people, no matter how good their qualifications are, must pay enough money to be qualified to join the sect and practice.

It directly cut off the path of cultivation for poor families.

Ordinary people can become casual cultivators only by chance.

"However, there is an Immortal Sect in Kunzhou, north of Xunzhou, called Lingyuan. It focuses on the heart and the Dharma, not on identity and background."

"As long as you find the right place, there is a high probability that the little beggar will be able to become a disciple and embark on the path to immortality."

By then, the little beggar will be practicing in Lingyuan Sect.

Jiang He can now go out and visit famous doctors with peace of mind.

However, it is inherently difficult for poor people to cross a state on foot.

Jiang He is now a blind beggar. It is difficult to find the way and move inconveniently. He also has to find ways to find food to satisfy his hunger on the way, which greatly delays the speed of his journey.

It took a month or two to get close to the Xunzhou border.

Ying Chao was not peaceful at all. Even if they only walked on the main road and did not travel at night, and walked a lot, they finally ran into something.

【It should be the year 8388, the twenty-seventh day of the good month. 】

[You and your nobles traveled for two months to the border of Xunzhou, deep into the wilderness, and there was no one inhabited. 】

[As night falls and the weather gets colder, you go to a deserted village, use the ruins of the walls to block the cold wind, and light a fire to keep warm. 】

[The night is getting darker, you close your eyes and fall asleep, suddenly you hear the sound of crying, and you wake up immediately. 】

[You wake up the noble man, make him silent, and hold the knife on guard. 】