Chapter 748 I've certainly broadened my horizons.

Huo Xiang didn't stand on ceremony and picked up her chopsticks to taste the dishes on the table.

"Today I met some Taoist priests from other temples and heard about the sixth young master of the Zhao family. I would like to meet this sixth young master and ask Master Song to introduce me."

"Besides, whether Zhang Chengxuan's medicine works or not, you're not worried, but I'm very worried. I want to go up the mountain to check."

"Knowing that something big has happened in Jincheng these past few days, it's understandable that you've been too busy to pay attention. But I've discovered something interesting that I think Lord Xie would be interested in knowing."

When the rice was served, Huoxiang took the bowl and, imitating them, covered it with the vegetables. She then used her chopsticks to separate the vegetables and rice, eating it in a very proper manner.

Song Chunxue thought to herself, "No wonder she became a demonic cultivator to take shortcuts; she's got a sharp mind."

Unlike the fourth brother, who still hasn't learned to eat rice, he pecks at it like a chicken.

Xie Zheng understood the unspoken message and knew it was related to recent events at the government office.

He spoke humbly, cupping his hands in greeting, "Please speak frankly, Daoist Master."

"No rush. We can discuss this in detail in Lord Xie's study after dinner. I also have my own plans, which I cannot reveal." Huo Xiang picked up a piece of roasted green pepper. "I must say, the taste is quite refreshing, and the aroma of this noodle is quite strong. After eating so many delicacies, it's a pleasant surprise to try this."

Song Chunxue was too lazy to talk to him. After finishing her meal, she saw Liu Chunshu bring in the medicine.

She picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then stood up and said, "I'm going to the backyard to digest my food."

Huo Xiang glanced at the medicine bowl on the table. "Actually, you don't need to drink this medicine. I have a medicine that can eliminate this trouble. It's reasonably priced. Would you like it, Master Xie?"

Song Chunxue walked out of the courtyard without stopping, cursing inwardly, "That big mouth of Huoxiang!"

Xie Zheng remained calm and composed, saying, "The Daoist Master was able to guess what kind of medicine it was with just one glance; his eyesight is extraordinary."

"It's not eyesight, it's a keen nose. I've smelled this medicine so many times that it's hard not to recognize it." As she spoke, Huo Xiang took out a large porcelain bottle from her bosom. "I may not know anything else, but I'm most skilled at making elixirs."

"Thank you." Xie Zheng wasn't going to spoil the mood. "How much does this medicine cost?"

"I would be content with the paperweight on your desk, Lord Xie."

Xie Zheng looked at Liu Chunshu and said, "Take it."

Song Chunxue didn't want to know what they talked about. After strolling around the backyard, she took out her longsword and began practicing.

My body isn't so sore anymore, and practicing swordsmanship is like eating for me; I can't miss a single day.

I don't know how long we practiced, but the sky darkened and night fell.

Huo Xiang suddenly appeared on the courtyard wall not far away, holding an early-ripening pear in her hand, taking a bite, and enjoying its crisp texture.

He squatted on the wall and said, "That's quite inspiring, Master Song. Your Master Xie is truly a gentleman. It's nice to chat with him. Since we get along so well, I'll give you a sword manual, which is most suitable for women to cultivate."

As she spoke, a book flew towards her.

Song Chunxue reached out and grabbed it, thinking to herself, "Are all these cultivators so generous? Why do they all have a habit of giving away sword manuals?"

However, if they weren't generous, how could she have gotten to where she is today, bit by bit, like a scavenger?

Hmm, she suddenly realized that perhaps it was because she was diligent and talented that they were so generous.

Thank you.

"I heard from Lord Xie that you like books, and you are about the same age as my wife. So, I'll give you a few more books. If you ever come to your house for a free meal in the future, don't say I'm a demonic cultivator."

He sat on the wall, one leg dangling over it, looking nonchalant.

"I plan to stay here and clean up the mess, dealing with those self-proclaimed demonic cultivators before I leave. I'll visit your Taoist temple to discuss the Dao at a later time, so please don't let your senior uncle kick me out."

Seeing his carefree yet insightful and at ease demeanor, Song Chunxue felt a pang of envy.

"Okay." Song Chunxue had a question, "You have a family, so when you're out and about, is your wife worried? Is she a cultivator or an ordinary person?"

Speaking of this, Huo Xiang looked proud and casually tossed the fruit pit over the wall.

“She’s skilled in Gu poison, much more so than me,” Huo Xiang sighed. “It’s a pity she doesn’t have time to worry about me. She has a group of disciples to train, and she cares about them much more than her own children.”

Song Chunxue found this person quite interesting; it was rare to hear someone describe their wife in this way.

"Your wife is amazing."

“That’s right. I’ll introduce you to her next time I have the chance. Since you’re so eager to learn, she can teach you how to practice Gu.” He looked around. “However, there are too few insects here. There are many ants and birds, and the ground is too dry. Good Gu insects can only be found in deep mountains and dense forests. The more humid the place, the more Gu insects there are.”

I've heard of people who practice Gu poison before. It's said that they can make insects crawl into their mouths and eat their internal organs, and they can even feed the insects with their own blood. Spiders, centipedes, and snakes can wrap around their bodies. It's terrifying to hear about.

Song Chunxue waved her hand, "I'm most afraid of insects, so I'd better not learn it. It's not that easy to learn. I'll be lucky if I can even master the sword."

Huo Xiang waved her hand, "It's getting late, I'm going to have some wine and women. The girls here are quite pretty, but their waists aren't flexible enough. I extended a warm invitation, but your Lord Xie didn't go. How boring."

"..." Song Chunxue said expressionlessly, "You can go by yourself."

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just drinking and listening to music. Men need to go out and relieve their boredom, it's perfectly normal."

Song Chunxue chuckled, "Then how do you know if that girl's waist is flexible?"

"Anyone with eyes can see that you have a misunderstanding about men who frequent brothels."

Song Chunxue leaned on her sword with both hands, a half-smile on her face, and said, "I only know that if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet, and a leopard can't change its spots. If you go there too often, you'll eventually give in. But I suppose you're an exception."

"..." Huo Xiang looked thoughtful. "No wonder Madam reacted this way when she found out I went drinking. Is this how all women think?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Then I'll invite you to my house to listen to music from now on. Drinking without music is so boring, I can't just drink on my own, can I?"

"..." Speechless, Song Chunxue couldn't tell whether he was naive or stubborn.

I've learned something new.

This demonic cultivator lord was completely different from what I had imagined.

"Is that not acceptable either?" he asked sincerely. "I'm too embarrassed to ask anyone else this, so why don't you answer it for me, Master Song?"

Song Chunxue wanted to laugh, but seeing how sincere his question was, she suppressed the urge.

"It's clear that Lord Huo is quite different from those scoundrels. He doesn't philander and values ​​his wife highly. So, your wife must be no ordinary person. If you were in his shoes, and your wife brought young men home to listen to music, and said she couldn't eat without it, would you believe her?"

She raised her voice, "She often goes to places where young men gather. What would you think?"

Huo Xiang stood there, motionless for a long time.

Song Chunxue glanced at the moon climbing above the treetops. "It's getting late. Lord Huo, take your time thinking. I should go back and rest."

"Please do as you please, Master Song." Huo Xiang murmured softly as she hung on the wall, "Such a simple principle, yet I've never understood it."

However, he had just been about to tell Song Chunxue something, but he forgot because he was distracted.