togophonebook Chapter 105 Grandma Tianjing
Chapter 105 Grandma Tianjing
Yang Silang frowned, his blood boiling, and dared not slacken his efforts.
"You claim to be a loyal demon... then tell me, from the founding of the Great Shun Dynasty to the present, what have been the reign titles of all the emperors?"
It was the dead of night, and Tianjing Yuanshi's actions were so sudden that it was impossible not to be on guard.
"Why don't you believe in demons, kid?"
What about the trust between humans and demons?
"The emperors of the Shun Dynasty were Qitai, Zhaoming, Yonghan, Jiayou... Yongchang."
A mouth materialized from the celestial crystal round stone, opening and closing its mouth without pause, its teeth scattered and broken, truly resembling a withered old tree...
"Isn't Emperor Yongchang behind Chongwen?" Yang Silang suddenly asked.
"Child, don't lie to me. Emperor Chongwen is followed by Emperor Jinghe. There's no mistake!" A gaunt old face, whose gender was hard to discern, appeared in the Tianjing Round Stone, looking extremely aggrieved.
"It seems you really are..." Yang Silang muttered as he released his energy and vigilance.
The Mercury Blood Master on the top floor is in seclusion, not dead. If a powerful demon from outside were to break in, he would come out to take a look, even if he were dead, as it is his duty.
"May I ask how I should address you, Senior Demon?" Yang Silang changed his demeanor, cupping his hands and asking with a smile.
"My child, you can just call me Grandma Tianjing..."
It turns out this is a female monster; a rumbling sound, like a crowing, came from the crystal round stone on the roof.
"You've already asked, could you share some of the food and wine with me?"
Yang Silang nodded immediately.
"Grandma Tianjing, you are a senior, guarding the tower for many years, and your hard work and contributions are great."
"What's a little wine and meat? You may enjoy it all."
"I'm young, it's no big deal if I'm a little hungry, I can just go out and buy some more..."
He was curious how Granny Tianjing could eat meat and wine, how a stone could eat meat and wine?
"Good, you're a good young man..." Grandma Tianjing was overjoyed.
Yang Silang looked up and saw a mouth materialize on the round stone on the roof, with a long tongue sticking out and sucking downwards.
Like a tornado rising into the sky.
A small hole appeared in the mouth of the jar, and the glistening wine rose into the air like a thin water dragon. It was then sucked clean by the large mouth. A long tongue inside licked its lips with a slurping sound and let out a burp, indicating that it didn't have a very high alcohol tolerance.
It finished its drink first, then with a suck, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, sucking the paper-wrapped meat up with it, making a crunching sound, and swallowed it in a few bites. After finishing, it licked its lips and let out a burp, looking quite satisfied.
"I don't have much of an appetite..."
"He doesn't even eat as much as my Blackie," Yang Silang thought to himself.
"Senior Tianjing..." he said with a smile, "Did you enjoy your meal?"
This stone demon didn't have the bad habit of leaving after finishing its meal; it was even willing to chat for a few minutes.
"That felt so good...so good..."
"That old demon has been stuck in this tower for three hundred years. The last few decades have been truly miserable; his mouth is practically bland from eating!"
"I'm so hungry that I'm dizzy and can't do my job properly."
"If it weren't for you, I don't know when I would have been able to enjoy this delicious food again!"
That day, Grandma Jing was a bit talkative, rambling on about the origins of the matter.
It turns out that he was born with intelligence in a crystal mine, which was then mined by the government. He was then sent to the Star-Picking Tower in the capital to be trained by a group of old Taoist priests.
Because of his obedient behavior and lack of combat ability, he secured a stable job in the Shun Dynasty within a few years.
It was assigned to the Wujing Tower in Jiangdong Province and became a demon inspector.
Their racial talent is that they are not good at fighting, but they can disperse their bodies to monitor hundreds of places, making them perfect as inspectors.
The previous tower-guarding master was a free-spirited and unconventional person who often feasted in the tower. He would feed it as well, and it discovered that it preferred meat and wine to the essence of heaven and earth.
Simply put, you won't die from not eating it, but you'll really want to die if you don't eat it.
Yang Silang immediately understood: this was a heavy smoker. He wouldn't die if he didn't smoke, but he would go crazy if he wasn't allowed to smoke. Quitting smoking was like quitting his life.
Later, several Grandmasters of the Tower came and went. Granny Tianjing was already a senior member of the Tower. She shamelessly asked for some wine and meat. The Grandmasters did not dare to violate the rules too much, but they would always bring some to satisfy her appetite every now and then.
After all, you'll be spending decades together, so it's never a bad thing to get along well with this demonic colleague. Who wouldn't want to live a more comfortable life?
A little wine and meat won't lead to any major mistakes.
Grandma Tianjing was someone who was never full, but always managed to get enough to eat.
However, this current Grandmaster of the Tower is a martial arts fanatic who spends most of his time in seclusion. In order to save time for cultivation, he eats only military rations and never touches alcohol.
He was too lazy to care about anything in the tower, and he wished he could use his mealtimes to cultivate. Who did Granny Tianjing think she was?
This time, the old witch lost face, her life was cut short, and she was completely cut off from food and drink. Granny Tianjing was so angry that she went on strike, only watching and not saying anything, and pretended to be dead in the tower for decades.
Until it encountered Yang Silang, who also broke the rules and brought in wine and meat.
"Grandma, didn't you communicate with those martial arts masters guarding the gate?" Yang Silang asked curiously.
Big Stone sighed.
"Don't be fooled by their turning a blind eye to your behavior; they themselves wouldn't dare break the rules."
"If a colleague reports you, the consequences will be dire..."
"Besides, the food and drink cost money. They're going to stay here for the rest of their lives, so how much money will they have to spend?"
"They have a large family, and they don't have enough money, so I don't blame them."
Yang Silang remained silent. This Granny Stone also understands human relationships and worldly wisdom.
he laughed.
"Grandma, what a coincidence! I'm not married yet, but I also have some extra income!"
"From now on, whenever I come, I'll bring some wine and meat. I can't guarantee it'll be enough for everyone, but if I get a share, you'll get yours too!"
The round stone on the roof immediately transformed into two tearful eyes.
"My child, you are a good child, a good child..."
At this moment, the bell outside rang, signaling the time for the tower to close. After ten chimes, the tower was completely shut off from the outside world.
Yang Silang stood up and took his leave briskly. The future was long, and his investment in food and drink might bring rich returns in the future. Even if it didn't, his grandmother had lived for three hundred years and her words might be able to guide him and help him avoid many detours.
A few days later.
On the training ground.
Yang Silang stood on the ground, focusing his mind and adjusting his breathing. Frogs croaked in his abdomen, stirring up his true energy as it circulated through his five meridians and completed the Great Circulation. Once his blood and energy were flowing freely throughout his body, he suddenly raised his fist to his waist and then threw a fierce punch.
He is currently practicing the Five Elements Fist.
His feet moved like a dragon, his fists flew like the wind, and his footsteps echoed loudly in the stone-paved courtyard, causing the entire courtyard to tremble slightly.
He practiced all the punches and kicks, including boxing, palm strikes, elbow strikes, and knee strikes, and each punch he threw carried the power of chopping, smashing, drilling, and cannoning.
A wooden dummy is placed in the corner of the courtyard.
Yang Silang took a step and flashed over instantly, then struck out with a flat palm. His arm grew several inches, his palm almost touching the wooden figure, then suddenly his pores burst open, and at the same time, a dim red light flashed on his palm, and the temperature soared.
A stream of scorching air shot out like an arrow from the skin's pores.
The wooden head, the size of a watermelon, was immediately pierced from both ends, leaving countless tiny needle holes.
Before he practiced the Five Elements Fist, the edges of the hole were wet, caused by the surge of true energy carrying blood and qi. Now, the edges of the hole are dry and yellow, and there is a burnt smell in the air. The wooden head is concave and coated with a layer of black, as if it has been roasted by fire.
"Fire-attribute true energy is indeed domineering!"
Yang Silang examined the object carefully and nodded in satisfaction. "If this palm strike lands, the true energy will penetrate the body, and the opponent will likely suffer a great loss!"
"If one becomes a grandmaster, it's not impossible to set someone on fire with a single palm strike."
After mastering the Five Elements Fist, he could unleash the true energy of the five elements with his fists and palms. In the past few days, he had been focusing on cultivating the Heart Fire Meridian and the Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin, which is why his palm strike just now had such power.
Of course, the true power of the Five Elements Fist can only be wielded by those with the cultivation level of a Mercury Blood Grandmaster.
He has only mastered the basics, but even this basics give him an advantage when dealing with other ordinary Steel-Dirty Grand Martial Masters, unless they also begin cultivating the Mercury Blood Realm techniques, in which case it will be a contest of the strength and quality of their true qi.
The light screen in my mind displays.
【Skill 3: Five Elements Fist: Five times a day, 3/600】
This boxing style also requires nearly two years of arduous training, but Yang Silang is confident that he can shorten that time.
"The boxing technique is good, but it's a waste of money!" Yang Silang thought to himself. "This wooden dummy is broken again, and I'll have to spend several taels of silver to buy a new one."
"Unfortunately, we have to wait another season before any promising students come to us."
"I need to buy Qi-guiding pills and meridian-expanding powders, as well as food and drink. Oh, and it seems I also agreed to take care of an old hag."
"I'm a little short on money!"
Yang Silang was not short of money. The three largest sums of gold and silver he received as gifts from Widow She, Fanjiangchan, and others after he passed the imperial examination totaled tens of thousands of taels of silver.
But it gets spent even faster.
His training speed is fast, but the price he pays is that he also needs to replenish his strength with medicine quickly.
He also achieved the same level of mastery as the Steel-Dirty Martial Master, but it took him three or four times longer and cost him three or four times more.
Nowadays, to practice the Five Elements Strength and Five Elements Fist, one has to spend money every day as soon as one opens their eyes. Yang Silang feels that the sweat he sheds smells of gold and silver.
Fortunately, part-time teaching can earn extra money, which is a great supplement. Unfortunately, the martial arts academy does not accept students all year round, so there are not many easy targets to exploit. After sitting around for a few months and watching the money in my pocket dwindle, I can't stand it anymore.
"Alright, let's buy some wine and meat first. We can't let Grandma Tianjing's connection be broken. It's been a few days since I last went there. Grandma has been starving for decades, and once she's tasted meat, she's even more addicted. If I don't go, I'm afraid she'll go crazy."
He was heading out to buy wine and meat on the street.
A servant boy came in and kowtowed upon seeing him.
"Instructor Yang, I am a servant of the Pei family. My young master invites you to the Wu Kui Restaurant tonight to discuss important matters."
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night.
On a bustling street near the provincial capital.
With torches burning brightly and tourists thronging the area, the turmoil in the province had not yet affected this place.
The restaurant was bustling with activity, indicating that business was booming.
The window of the private room on the second floor was half open.
The group sat in a circle, and the banquet was more than halfway over.
Yang Silang held his wine cup and pondered.
Pei Buqi was in the head seat, opposite two other military scholars. One was Zhuang Sheng, a man of imposing stature, and the other was Bai Lang, a man of well-proportioned build but with long arms and legs.
Yang Silang had met the two men before; they were also frequent visitors to the Martial Arts Pagoda, and they were acquaintances.
"That's how it is," Pei Buqi said, standing up. "I invited everyone here to set up this meeting so that I could accept the government's reward notice and eliminate the evil demon Golden Spear Trout from the river!"
"That's how it is," Pei Buqi said, standing up. "I invited everyone here to set up this meeting so that I could accept the government's reward notice and eliminate the evil demon Golden Spear Trout from the river!"
"Gentlemen, this demon has been causing havoc for the past month, destroying over twenty ships and devouring nearly a hundred civilians and martial artists!"
"Fortunately, it has been injured by a Grandmaster and its strength is not what it used to be."
"Eliminating this demon is the perfect opportunity for us to show our skills!"