Three years later.
Qin Shou cultivated to the second level of the Nascent Soul stage.
Si Wu is eleven years old now and already has the beginnings of a young man. He will definitely grow up to be an exceptionally handsome man, almost half as handsome as Qin Shou. That's quite remarkable.
You should know that Qin Beast's divine bones and body were even more beautiful than the banished immortal.
Moreover, as Qin Shou's cultivation level increased day by day, the Dao bones within his body began to faintly emit wisps of Daoist charm, adding a touch of immortality to him.
Several years have passed, and a few more peach trees have appeared in the yard.
Si Wu liked peach blossoms, so Qin Shou transplanted several peach trees for him.
Da Mei was even more generous, making wishes directly to the wishing pearl every day, which caused peach blossoms to bloom all over the mountains and fields for Si Wu.
From then on, Siwu practiced his sword under the peach tree every day.
The sun rises and the moon moves, flowers bloom and wither.
Siwu has grown from a child who struggled to even wield a sword into a young man who now wields his sword with effortless grace.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Beneath the peach blossoms, sword energy swirled and petals danced in the air. The woman in the bright red dress, like a fluttering butterfly, moved back and forth among the flowers, a breathtaking sight.
As Siwu grew up, Qin Shou discovered that Siwu was quite flamboyant, with a particular fondness for bright red clothes. Coupled with his gradually developing face, he appeared even more flamboyant.
"Siwu, stop practicing and come here to give your master a leg massage."
Qin Shou lay under the eaves, took a sip of wine, and said calmly.
"Master, I still need to practice my sword."
Xiao Si did not respond, his sword still twirling.
"Hey, Siwu, you heartless bastard! I raised you with my own hands, feeding you and cleaning up your messes, and now you won't even let me massage your legs?"
"Sigh, there's no love left, no love left at all."
Qin Shou beat his feet and pounded his chest, feigning sadness as he spoke.
"Master, it was Senior Brother Changsheng who raised me."
Xiao Si had no way to correct his ways.
"What! Changsheng fed you excrement and piss?"
Qin Shou slammed his hand on the bamboo chair, jumped to his feet, and roared indignantly, "Damn it, Changsheng is worse than a beast! He actually fed you excrement and piss to grow up!"
Xiao Siwu: "................."
"You just wait, Siwu! Master will stand up for you. Today I'm going to beat that bastard to death!"
With that, Qin Shou stood up, pulled a bamboo stick from the bamboo chair, and headed aggressively toward the back mountain.
"Alright, Master, I'll massage your legs, okay?"
Xiao Si had no choice but to sheathe his sword and stand still.
"Won't this... make me disturb your sword practice?"
Qin Shou blinked. "How about I go and give Changsheng a good beating instead?"
Xiao Siwu:...............
"Oh, Siwu, your leg massage feels so good!"
"Yes, on the left leg side, put a little more pressure on it, and on the right leg side too."
"Wow, that's quite a bit of strength!"
A moment later, Qin Shou lay on the bamboo chair, enjoying his apprentice massaging his legs while leisurely sipping wine and savoring the tranquil time on Turtle Mountain.
"Master, what do you think of my innate talent and aptitude?"
"very good"
"What about talent?"
"very good"
"And what about looks?"
"This... I only know that I am the best in the world, as for you... damn it, are you deliberately making things difficult for me by asking me such a difficult question?"
Qin Shou opened his eyes and rebuked, "Among all the men in the world, besides your master, who else has the right to make a living based on their looks?"
"If you don't have it, what's the use of being beautiful?"
"Hmph, from now on, you'll focus all your energy on cultivation, you understand?"
Siwu, every bit of effort you put in on the mountain will reduce the danger you face down below.
As your teacher, I'm scolding you openly and legitimately in the name of love, hahaha~~~~
"Understood, Master."
Xiao Siwu raised an eyebrow. He wanted to refute, but looking at his master's devastatingly handsome face, he simply couldn't muster the courage to do so.
"Master, when do you think I will be able to form a Golden Core?"
"Your bloodline is extraordinary, your innate talent is unparalleled, and your genius is extraordinary. I have calculated that you will form your Golden Core within sixty years."
"Master speaks highly of me?"
Xiao Si's eyes lit up.
"I'm just telling the truth."
"Then, Master, how do you think my talent compares to yours?"
Xiao Si asked with a mixture of anticipation and curiosity.
"you?"
Qin Shou glanced at him, saying with considerable disdain, "I'm not trying to discourage you, but when it comes to talent, there are only two kinds of people in this world."
"What two types of people?"
"One type is the teacher, and the other is everyone else."
Xiao Siwu: ? ? ? ? ?
"Master, you're just bragging."
"The wind blows, the wind blows, the wind keeps blowing~~~"
Qin Shou suddenly started humming with his neck stiffened, leaving Xiao Si completely bewildered and confused.
...
"Master, the goose has been bitten by a turtle."
Around noon, Yicheng returned in a huff to complain.
Three years ago, Yi Cheng and Xiao Pang set their sights on a large black turtle in the Turtle River, wanting to catch it and stew it, but they always left disappointed.
"Master, go catch it, and let the geese kill it. We'll make turtle soup for lunch, okay?"
Yi Cheng's small face looked fierce.
Qin Shou glanced at her. "Yi Cheng, look at Si Wu. He's diligently cultivating every day. And look at you. All you do is eat and play. You have no ambition whatsoever."
Yi Cheng was unhappy and retorted with a frown, "Master, Si Wu can't beat the goose, don't you believe the goose and Si Wu are comparable?"
"Hey, come here!"
Yi Cheng held a spiked club in her hand and beckoned to Xiao Si Wu with her finger.
"Don't fight"
Xiao Siwu shook his head and refused.
He knew his junior sister's strength all too well; one punch from her could shatter a small hill. He was only at the Qi Refining stage, and he'd probably be gone if he took one punch.
"If the tender ones can't handle it, the goose will."
Yi Cheng took a step forward.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Siwu involuntarily took a step back.
Yi Cheng took another step forward.
Xiao Siwu took another step back.
She advances, he retreats; she advances again, he retreats again...
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the end, Xiao Siwu was still pinned to the ground and beaten up.
"Master, look! I told you the four-nothings couldn't beat the goose, goose, goose, goose..."
Yi Cheng proudly showed off, hands on her hips.
Xiao Siwu, lying on the ground: ....................Thank you, Sister Yicheng, for showing mercy.
I also thank my master for exerting his power and making me stand still with nowhere to escape.
"Ouch, Siwu! Get up quickly, let your master apply some talisman to you. Look how your junior sister has tormented you!"
Qin Shou helped Xiao Siwu up, his face full of heartache.
"Siwu, you'd better listen to your master from now on, otherwise your junior sister will keep beating you, and I won't be able to stop her!"
Xiao Siwu:..............Master, you're such a good dog!
"Hmm? Siwu, judging from your expression, you don't seem too satisfied with your master? Alright then, you'd better lose some weight for lunch today."
"..............."
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