Chapter 240: Cultivation is not about fighting and killing, it is about the human relations and worldly wisdom

The six people from the Supreme Sect planned to travel slowly and sightsee along the way.

Now among the six people, there is one in Huiyang Realm and five in Tengyun Realm. This combination should not be underestimated no matter where they are.

Traveling from north to south, they stopped at every city. There were no setbacks along the way, and it was much more peaceful than the Great Zhou in the mortal world.

"Speaking of which, Yan Qing, do you want to go back home on the way? Sifang City is just ahead?"

Lin Du looked at the huge city gate and asked.

Yan Qing's eyes looked a little unnatural when he heard this, "Well... it's not necessary."

Since she joined the sect, her blood relationship has become more distant. After sending their precious daughter to the sect, Ni Jinxuan's parents traveled around. Ni Jinxuan wanted to find her but couldn't. She only occasionally sent letters and special products to her. They were strange, but they all had one thing in common: they were shiny and sparkling. Children liked them.

Lin Du took a closer look at Yan Qing. He was born into a noble family. Judging from his actions and words, his living environment should be good and he should not lack anything. So why was he so afraid to go home?

"If you don't want to go back, then don't go back. You are familiar with Sifang City. Let's eat all over it."

Lin Dufeng calmly passed over the matter, took out money and prepared to enter the city. The next moment, the captain of the guard team guarding the city gate shouted, "Isn't this the kid from Instructor Yan's family? When did you come back? Oh, you don't have to pay, you don't have to pay."

Lin Du glanced at Yan Qing suspiciously.

Yan Qing already raised his standard smile, "Uncle Jiang."

The five people from the Supreme Sect looked at Yan Qing in unison, and the meaning in their eyes was very clear.

"Uncle Jiang, this is my fellow disciple from the Supreme Sect."

Yan Qing introduced, "They sent me back to have a look."

The captain of the guard team scanned the people around him with different temperaments and laughed cheerfully, "Since you are my nephew's fellow disciples, you don't have to pay. We are all family. Come in, come in. Are you going back to see your parents now?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the person standing behind him, put his arm around Yan Qing's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "How is it to be a disciple in the Supreme Sect? Have you become a manager in the past ten years?"

Yan Qing's face froze. The captain of the guard team knew what was going on when he saw his expression. He sighed and said, "You must have studied too much. For a master to have so many disciples, you need to know how to handle things..."

"Yan Qing," Lin Du's voice came over steadily, "What took you so long?"

The captain looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was undoubtedly a very young monk, with a gauze blindfold, neatly tied white hair, an unpredictable aura and no expression of emotion on his face.

Yan Qing immediately understood Lin Du's intention to rescue him, "Sorry, Uncle Master, I talked a little too much when I met someone I know, I'm coming right now."

He turned around and thanked Uncle Jiang with a smile, and successfully got away under his understanding gaze.

"Now that we have met the elders at the city gate, we have to go back even if we don't want to, right?" Lin Du asked.

Yan Qing sighed, "Yeah."

He glanced at Junior Master and said, "My father might be more enthusiastic about you by then. You don't have to care what they say."

Lin Du nodded, "Don't worry."

Yan Qing was of course relieved, as his junior master was a smart man, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to tell the local customs and traditions right at the door.

"Let's eat first before visiting your home." Lin Du said.

Mo Lin doesn’t need to eat, but the remaining five of them still need to eat.

Especially since Lin Du rarely uses his brain, it is very easy for him to suffer from hypoglycemia.

"This fried prawn is really delicious." After Lin Du sighed, he heard hearty laughter coming from the door of the private room.

Yan Qing's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, "My father."

Then a polite knock was made on the door of the private room. "Sifang City Teacher Yan Wenjue, I heard that the Supreme Sect's elder and the real person brought their son back to visit their family, so I came to pay a special visit."

Ni Jinxuan looked around and asked, "Who is the real person?"

Lin Du sat upright, "Mo Lin."

In the fourth stage, the body is refined into qi, and the qi surrounds the body with light, which is called a true person.

It is true that Mo Lin can now be called a real person by outsiders.

"Where is the elder?" Yuan Ye frowned.

"It's me." Lin Du put down his chopsticks and said loudly, "Please."

Yuan Ye and Ni Jinxuan looked at their senior brother and junior uncle carefully. This made sense, but why did it feel so wrong?

It's just like when the students who usually work together forging iron, chopping bamboo and eating their meals together suddenly get promoted and start to act like ordinary people, which makes people feel awkward.

Yan Qing regrets it now, very much. If he had known earlier, he would not have passed by Sifang City. It is not that he will die if he avoids a city.

Yan Wenjue was a tall, thin man in a long gown with a long beard. He was more elegant than Yan Qing, with a pair of wise and calm eyes, a Confucian scarf on his head, and his cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of Tengyun Realm.

He walked in, bowed, and looked at the white-haired monk sitting in the middle. "This must be Master Lin from the Supreme Sect. Thank you for your care. My son is naughty by nature, and I'm sure you've been worried about him."

Lin Du stood up and prepared to return the gift. The person next to him who was still eating a snack hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and stood up as well, like a seedling being forced to grow. Although he didn't understand why he had to stand up, he just stood up first.

After a round of greetings, Lin Du intentionally gave the Yan family father and son some time to speak, "We are passing through Sifang City on this trip, mainly to go to the seaside area. We will set off tomorrow. Let's go out for a walk first. Yan Qing, can you go home and take a look?"

Yan Wenjue insisted on paying the bill and sending someone to guide the tour, but Lin Du politely declined, and they parted ways.

After watching the five people leave, Yan Wenjue turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you? You came to your hometown and you didn't even pay for the meal?"

"Didn't Dad tell you that cultivation is not about fighting and killing, it's about the human relationships and worldly wisdom!"

Yan Qing nodded helplessly, "Yes, yes, it's just that our sect has few people, so it's not that complicated at all."

"What's wrong with having fewer people? It's easier to build good relationships with fewer people. You've already been included in the family tree. You're the first person in our Yan family to be included in the first sect. If you work harder, you'll have a page in the Yan family tree in the future."

"Tell me, what have you learned in the sect? Does your master think highly of you? How much is your annual salary? Is there still room for advancement?"

Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, not daring to say that he was still a blacksmith in the sect, "I learned swordsmanship..."

"Since your master wants you to do this, there is nothing you can do about it. Just learn how to use the sword. We scholars should not forget about etiquette and morality when learning how to use the sword."

Yan Qing could only nod repeatedly, "I understand."

"When will you rise from a disciple to a manager in the sect? That means you have a proper status... I heard that someone from the Cui family next door has become the chief clerk of the General Affairs Hall in Guiyuan Sect..."

Yan Qing suddenly interrupted his father's words, his eyes firm, "I am in the sect, and I also take care of internal affairs!"

Yan Wen was very pleased. He stroked his beard and looked at his son. "Really? What kind of thing?"

"Take care of... the spiritual fields, farm tools, warehouses, canteens... and also repair the houses!" Yan Qing became more and more determined as he spoke.

Yan Wenjue nodded as he listened, "How can you have such great power?"

"Yeah!" Yan Qing answered with a resolute tone.

"You are worthy of being my son. That's right. Only by entering the system of this sect and city can you have a stable job."

On the other side, five people from the Supreme Sect were strolling around.

"Master Junior, I think the atmosphere in Sifang City is very good. The people are simple and honest, warm and hospitable, the streets are well-organized, there is no sign of fraud or chaos, and the food is cheap and delicious. Why does Yan Qing look so bitter and resentful?"

Ni Jinxuan was very puzzled, as Sifang City was considered a stable and prosperous city in the cultivation world, on par with Dingjiu City.

Lin Du chose his words in a deep tone, "Maybe it's because Yan Qing didn't find a stable job."