"Prince Ao Moang of the Western Sea still owes me an invitation. He promised to let me go into his private treasury to choose a magic weapon. After I leave, you should go to the Western Sea and choose a dragon clan cultivation technique that suits you."
You've consumed countless spirit grains and cereals here. If you properly digest the spiritual energy within your body, your cultivation might surpass that of your cousins, and you could have a bright future ahead of you."
Xu Milu counted on her fingers, breaking down the explanation bit by bit as she explained it to the two of them, with a touch of earnestness as if she were instructing her son:
“Chenxiang can’t leave Chang’an. After I leave, you and Daizi can go to the manor outside the city and continue to grow cotton with Huang Sanlang. Try to promote the cotton. The Sudhana will visit there from time to time, so you don’t have to worry about anyone causing trouble.”
If you really encounter trouble, go to the temple of Erlang Shen and hide there. Your uncle will protect you and grant you all your requests. If your life is in danger, shout "Master, save me!" You have the master's life-saving hair on you, so nothing will happen to you.
Cotton may seem insignificant, but if used properly, it can save countless lives and prevent anyone from freezing to death.
When everyone in the world can afford to wear cotton, you will be able to cultivate based on this merit, without fear of being captured by the Heavenly Court, and you can live a carefree and leisurely life as an immortal.
As for the ancient paulownia tree sapling in my room, I'll leave it to Dai Zi. Although she's still young, with the help of that sapling, she can eventually shed her wooden body and achieve enlightenment.
—To be honest, among the restaurant staff, Chenxiang is the youngest. In the more than twenty years she has lived, she hasn't even had enough time for Daizi to develop any intelligence. But the four of them happened to be together by chance, and she did her best to plan for them.
Because she had prepared for these things in advance, she wasn't caught off guard at the last minute.
Xu Milu rattled off a long list of details in one breath, and the atmosphere instantly became heavy, like a block of solidified lard.
"Waaaaah..."
The little flower fairy was so frightened that her eyes reddened. She clung to her chubby hands, refusing to let go, and kept burrowing deeper into her arms, crying out:
"My lady... Waaaaah... Where are you going, my lady? I won't follow anyone else, I'll only follow you!"
Mo Xuan and Chen Xiang exchanged a glance. Both of them sensed something unusual from Xu Milu's words, and their expressions turned somewhat grim.
These words sound exactly like someone entrusting their child to another.
Mo Xuan was so anxious he was jumping up and down, wishing he could grab Xu Milu and make her explain herself:
"Hey Madam Xu, what exactly are you trying to do? You're even trying to stop Grandpa Monkey! As the saying goes, 'A fence needs three posts, and a hero needs three helpers.' What are you really planning to do? Are you really going to tear down this Mountain and Sea Restaurant and split up the business?"
As he spoke, he seemed to think of something and swallowed hard, saying, "Madam Xu, you wouldn't be thinking of imitating Grandpa Monkey and causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace, would you?"
Otherwise, what could possibly make the fearless Phoenix so worried?
Xu Milu rolled her eyes:
"Do you think making a scene at the Heavenly Palace is some kind of sect mission? My master has to go and cause trouble just to take on a disciple? I was just thinking about the long trip I'm going on, which will take at least three to five years, so I was just making arrangements in advance. How come you make it sound like I'm entrusting my dying son to someone?"
Chenxiang stared at Xu Milu, torn between thinking he couldn't send a message to Sun Wukong and worrying about Xu Milu's safety. His inner struggle was written all over his face.
He knew that Xu Milu had found a group of little demons to farm in the manor outside the city, and he also knew that the "Bodhisattva Cloth" and "Guanyin Cotton" circulating in the market today came from this manor. But he never expected that this was the path his senior sister had paved for him.
The mere fact that cotton is cheap and warm is enough to save countless lives, and in the future, a shrine for ten thousand people can be built.
Although Chenxiang cannot cultivate, he is not completely ignorant. Erlang Shen had previously instructed him to do more good deeds, but he never expected that Xu Milu would give him such a great merit so readily, and who knows how long she had been planning for him in private.
Thinking of this, Chenxiang couldn't help but purse her lips, clinging tightly to Xu Milu's clothes and refusing to let go:
"Senior sister, if you don't want to say, fine, but at least let me know that you're not going to do anything life-or-death!"
Xu Milu looked at his clear eyes, full of pleading. Although he was seven feet tall and looked like a handsome young man, he was actually just a sensitive child.
She stroked Chenxiang's fluffy head, then picked up Daizi and placed her on the stone table in front of her, smiling as she comforted her:
"What life and death? How could it be so dangerous? I was just thinking that forging weapons would take too long, maybe three or five years before I heard anything, so I made arrangements in advance. It's not as serious as you think."
Don't believe me? Ask Mo Xuan. With my master's name on my side, who would dare to touch me?
Chenxiang looked at Moxuan with a mixture of belief and doubt.
"That's exactly right. Grandpa Sage's reputation is so great that anyone who dares to touch Madam Xu is practically asking for trouble!
Besides, even if Madam Xu has some deep-seated hatred or mortal grudge, even if we can't help her, we can at least prepare a way out for her.
Mo Xuan patted his chest loudly.
"Just take my Dongting Lake for example. It's a wonderful place, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, abundant spiritual energy, and the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake is hidden deep within. As long as you hide inside, I guarantee that even the heavenly soldiers and generals won't be able to find you. If you really reach a dead end, you'll have a way out—"
As he spoke, he frowned again, seemingly unsure of what to do. He looked Xu Milu up and down before gritting his teeth, as if he had been taken advantage of, and said:
"If all else fails, we can make things difficult for my wife this time and tell everyone that she has married into the Dragon Palace. I think your enemies will be reluctant to kill her since she is already married and is also the disciple of the Great Sage."
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