Chapter 101: King of Iron (1/2)
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In every hill, every big lake, every farmland, every town, Li Yao will see many weird things and encounter many weird people.
He met an elderly man in his thirties who was obviously just an ordinary person, but he had a four- to five-meter-long spirit beast ”Screaming Sky Eagle” as a pet.
The old man said that he accidentally picked up a palm-sized bird when he was four years old. When he saw that its wings were broken, it was very pitiful. He used a branch to help it connect the broken wings and applied healing ointment to it.
Since then, this little bird has been sticking to him, accompany him all the way to grow up, get married, have children, and get old.
For the first hundred years, this little bird has always been the size of a palm, and the old man is also used to having such a gadget around him.
Unexpectedly, after the old man passed his 104th birthday, the bird's figure soared, and in just three years it grew to five meters in length, revealing the magnificent features of a spirit beast.
Only then did the old man know that he had picked up something amazing.
”I'm an ordinary wage earner, and my family was originally small. At that time, I had a son and a daughter-in-law, and even my grandson was about to get married. How could there be a place to raise such a big bird?”
”I had to keep it secretly on the roof of a residential building. I was often nagged by my wife and son and daughter-in-law about this matter. The neighborhood committee called me several times and even alarmed the police!”
”Several cultivators of cultivating sects have come to the door, saying that they will buy this guy at a high price, but how can I be willing? In the eyes of the cultivators, it is a spirit beast, but in my eyes, it is my whole Youth, my whole life! If you don't sell it, you just don't sell it!”
The old man gently stroked Xiao Tianying's head and said with a smile.
Xiao Tianying, known for his ferocity, leaned on the old man very docilely.
It can be seen that its left wing is slightly twisted, and it seems to have been seriously injured.
”In this way, more than 20 years have passed. I retired. I don’t have to worry about my children and grandchildren. The old lady also left me ahead of me. I can finally realize my childhood dream-I’ve been thinking about it since I was a kid. Ah, little bird, how good would you be if you were a spirit beast? Then I can ride you, flying, flying, flying higher and higher mountains, flying over the river, flying into the sky, flying all over the Tianyuan realm.”
The old man laughed, revealing his big mouth without front teeth, and climbed behind the Xiaotianying with great difficulty.
”drop--”
The old man blew a rusty whistle, and the howling eagle made a long whistle, flapping its wings and flying into the air.
The wing of this howling sky eagle has been injured. The old man is not a cultivator, and he can't control the skills of spirit beasts at all. It looks crooked and twisted when flying, and it is extremely ugly.
The old man didn't care, singing a popular song a hundred years ago, and gradually disappeared into the layers of clouds like cotton piles.
Along the way, Li Yao met many people like the old man.
He encountered a powerful swordsman who had achieved fame, but he woke up at the ninety-year-old pass, and found that what he really wanted to be was a literary and artistic cultivator and a poet.
So the sword repairman put down his sword and hiked Daxue Mountain, looking for inspiration in the desolate and vast snowy area.
Occasionally, when you encounter car bandits and road tyrants, you don't use swords as a last resort, but try to influence bad guys with poems full of warmth and love.
Everyone in the vicinity of Daxue Mountain knows that there is such a ”poem demon” with superb swordsmanship, and people are more afraid of him reciting poems than they are afraid of the three-foot green front in his hands.
Li Yao also met a village doctor who graduated from Tiandu Medical College and worked in many cultivating schools. He is a famous national player in the cultivation world. He is best at dredging the odd meridian and eight channels, and treating madness.
However, after the age of 180, this cultivator at the peak of the foundation-building period gave up the high-paying employment of several large hospitals and cultivating sects, went incognito, traveled to every remote village in the Federation, and voluntarily treated the villagers in the remote villages. .
”Thirty years ago, I helped a big sect's suzerain to protect the Dharma and help him successfully embark on the alchemy period. Later, this suzerain gave me a luxurious sea-view villa, plus the most prosperous commercial street in a big city. , Five shops!”
”I used to think that this is the largest consultation fee I have ever received in my life.”
In a simple brick house, the village doctor grinned at the sweet potatoes in the firepit and said to Li Yao with a smile, ”It wasn't until yesterday that I received a more precious consultation fee.”
”What is it?” Li Yao cautiously tore the sweet potato skin, his eyes blurred with heat.
”I helped a little boy who was blinded by fireworks to see his eyes again for four years. He gave me a brutal kiss, right here.”
The country doctor pointed to his cheek and smiled brilliantly, naturally and peacefully.
A retired old man riding a Xiaotianying, a sword repairer who wants to be a poet, a village doctor who wants to be at the peak of the foundation stage...
There are many more such people.
During the day, Li Yao was in a picturesque paradise on earth, listening to these people telling all kinds of weird stories.
In his sleep at night, Li Yao didn't forget to practice, he frantically swallowed the fragments of Ou Yezi's memory.
Each piece of memory contains Ou Yezi's memories from ten days to one month.