Chapter 186: The Birth of the Extraordinary Path

When Yan Jiu returned to Yancheng, no one knew.

He was wearing a tattered linen cloak, no longer had the string of garlic hanging around his neck, and had a straw hat on his head. He looked like an ordinary old farmer.

This is also the change Yan Jiu made after his trip to the Eastern Continent.

There is no need to show off one's identity as an ascetic, nor to show off in public. A firm and devout practitioner should not waste energy on external things.

Standing in front of the temple, Yan Jiu raised his head, and his turbid eyes stared at the ancient and solemn temple.

Great Lord Yao, I don't have much time left, but I have tried my best.

Although we still cannot break through higher limits, people in the future will definitely find a way, I believe in them.

…

Next to her, a female adventurer carrying a large bag was also looking at the temple.

Yan Jiu stood quietly.

A figure walked out of the temple.

It was a young man with his head covered in a black robe. He walked down the steps and came in front of the old man.

"You are the Grand Elder of the Ascetic Order, Yan Jiu, correct?"

Yan Jiu smiled, wrinkles on his face: "It seems that you are the new prophet, younger than the rumors say."

The prophet Shi Bao smiled and said, "Are you here to pray to the gods? Please come in."

"No."

The old man shook his head: "If there is a god in your heart, there will be a temple everywhere."

"Your wisdom is truly beyond ordinary people."

The young prophet exclaimed in praise, and then suddenly realized something, his face became serious: "Your injuries are not light, please go to the sanatorium to recuperate for a while."

"It's not good enough."

Yan Jiu said calmly: "I am already a dying man. I have comprehended the [Stigmata] through the revelation given by God, but I will eventually grow old, get sick and die."

"I can clearly feel that my life is approaching the end."

He had no panic and no regrets.

Although fate has been full of twists and turns, I am lucky enough compared to most people.

"I came here to visit you just to give you this. It contains some of my insights from my practice."

Shi Bao took the roll of sheepskin handed to him by the old man with both hands.

He carefully read the words written on it, and his face became more and more shocked.

"From the introduction of [Theology] to the practice of [Martyrdom], and then to the advanced [Stigmata]... Through pilgrimage, I comprehend knowledge and myself, and challenge extraordinary creatures to improve my own limits..."

"Is this... the method for ascetics to enter the extraordinary realm?"

"Just a little immature personal experience."

Yan Jiu said calmly: "This is an outline I have explored personally, and it may not be suitable for everyone. I hope it can help later generations avoid some detours, and I will be satisfied."

"You give this to me, not the Ascetic Order..." Shi Bao seemed to realize something and did not say the next words.

The old man nodded: "Yes, I hope you can take charge of it so that everyone can have a chance to read it."

“The Ascetic Order… Although I don’t want to admit it, many Ascetics don’t want ordinary people to enter this field.”

"In front of me, they put away their arrogance and carefully disguise themselves. But when facing other people, they often act superior because they consider themselves extraordinary people."

"My limited wisdom cannot solve this problem, so I thought about it and sorted out all the knowledge and experience I know for everyone to see."

"If everyone can become an ascetic, perhaps everyone can remain humble and respectful. This is also the inspiration that God has given me."

Yan Jiu suddenly coughed and his skinny body kept shaking.

Lieyu patted the old man on the back gently and handed him the water bag.

The old man took a sip of water.

Shi Bao pondered for a long time before saying, "I have no clue about the answer you have been unable to find for many years. But I do have an idea. Why don't you rename this booklet and make it available to the public?"

"It is a remarkable feat in itself for ordinary people to enter the spiritual path of the extraordinary realm. You might as well give it a new name and completely separate it from the Ascetic Order, so that there will be no constraints."

Yan Jiu thought for a moment and said, "Let's call him Wu Xiushi."

The old man bid farewell to the prophet, headed north, crossed the mountains, passed through Yaocheng, and finally came to the depths of the forest.

There are continuous volcanoes here, and the black mountains are full of powerful fire elemental creatures.

As the wonder [Fire of Aegir] grew stronger and stronger, the volcanic area became a restricted area where humans could not enter.

"Why do you keep following me?"

Yanjiu looked at the towering black mountains ahead and took off his straw hat.

Lie Yu stopped laughing and said seriously, "At first, I wanted to learn extraordinary powers from you."

"Later, I didn't know why, but I just felt that it would be a pity if you died like this."

"Many years ago, my great-grandfather Nong Ang fell down in the fields and no one treated him in time, so he died."

Yan Jiu was stunned: "Nong Ang... Nong Ang, the hero who invented beer, it turns out that you are his descendant."

"Um."

Lieyu said: "After my great-grandfather passed away, my grandfather continued to farm. When the slave traders occupied Yancheng, my grandfather gave up farming and returned to being a hunter... I also inherited the profession."

"But our family's winemaking skills are still there. My great-grandfather has been studying mead, and I am also trying to perfect it. I want to make a truly unforgettable mead."

The old man suddenly thought: "You reminded me. Please go and tell Prophet Shi Bao that it is best for a martial monk to practice with a companion. It would be even better if this companion is good at healing or learning."

"Otherwise, this dangerous practice could easily lead to death."

"clear."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The old man stretched out his dry and calloused hands to the young man and said earnestly: "Thank you for your care along the way. I am very grateful."

Lie Yu shook hands with him.

"Let's say goodbye here. May God Yao bless you."

Yan Jiu took off his hat and strode towards the forbidden area for humans that represented death. The fire element creatures quickly discovered him and gathered around him.

Lieyu thought of his great-grandfather as told by his parents.

The blazing flames ahead looked like a bright and gorgeous red wheat field.

…

After recounting Yan Jiu's experience in one breath, Lie Yu felt tired and even a little exhausted.

"Please drink some wheat wine, it will make you feel better."

The man sitting opposite ordered a drink.

"No, I'm used to drinking the wine I brew myself."

Lieyu took out a sheepskin water bag from his backpack, pulled out the cork, and a slightly intoxicating aroma wafted out of it.

Pava sniffed: "Is this the mead you mentioned?"

"Yes, it's still semi-finished. Do you want to try it?"

"if you can."

The taste of the honey wine made Pava close his eyes, intoxicated: "Such a good wine, Miss Lieyu, you really should produce it in large quantities, many people will definitely like it."

"It's not good enough. The proportion of honey needs to be adjusted. Let's get down to business first, Mr. Pava."

"Oh yes, sorry, sorry. The wine really got to me."

Pava sat upright and said, "So, the last time you saw Elder Yan Jiu was in the volcanic area, right?"

"Yes."

"I see. Lost contact for a year. For the time being, Mr. Shiohisa is considered missing. I will record Mr. Shiohisa's battles in the East Continent and his personal experiences in the latest "Pava's Bizarre Adventure: Heroes"."

"That's great." Lie Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ms. Lieyu, I have a small suggestion."

Pava put away his notebook and said, "I have a group of dwarf friends who love fine wine and respect brewers the most. If you don't mind, you can go to the Dwarf Fortress in the south. The dwarf adventure group Blast Furnace Wizards are resting there. They are all my old friends."

"You can make mead, and you can get all their help."

"Since you want to promote mead to everyone, why not use Dwarf Fortress as the brewery? The environment there is simple and pure, and the dwarves are straightforward. They will provide you with the necessary funds, and it is a very suitable place to live, as long as you don't hate the sound of iron forging... Of course, it depends on your personal preference."

"I do!"

Lieyu's eyes widened, and he couldn't hide his joy on his face: "Dwarves have a good reputation. If it's possible, of course it would be great."

"That would be great! I'm sure the dwarves will be very happy."

Pava smiled and said, "Then I will write you a formal letter of introduction now."

"Okay, thanks!"

Lie Yu accepted the letter of introduction and left Yancheng.

She glanced back at the black mountains to the north.

I will brew the best mead.

You must also work hard to live, Mr. Yanjiu.

Thanks to: Zhang Zidong for supporting 10,000 Qidian coins, It’s Really Difficult to Naming Someone for supporting 100 Qidian coins, and Badao№Zhanshen for supporting 100 Qidian coins.

(End of this chapter)