Chapter 183

It had been a long time since he received news from Zhuoshui, so Liu Xiaolou hurriedly opened it.

Zuo Gaofeng informed Liu Xiaolou in the letter about the current progress of the war and the recent situation of the brothers on Wulong Mountain.

The war had lasted for half a year. According to the private discussions of the brothers on Wulong Mountain, most of them believed that the Gengsang Cave had summoned about six hundred Badong cultivators this time, while the Zhanglong Sect had summoned over eight hundred, many of whom were not rogue cultivators from Xiangxi, but from Xiangnan and Xiangzhong.

Therefore, don't look at the fact that only the Zhanglong Sect was blocking the front on the surface; secretly, they should have received support from the Dongyang Sect and Mount Tianmu. Of course, whether the Gengsang Cave had received support from other Bashu sects was unknown. After all, in the eyes of Jingxiang cultivators, the Bashu cultivators seemed to have that flavor when they spoke, which was truly difficult to distinguish.

Eight hundred against six hundred, the advantage was on their side, so the brothers on Wulong Mountain had some confidence in finally holding Zhuoshui and driving the Badong cultivators back. But after half a year of stalemate, two major battles had been fought, and there were countless small battles back and forth. The brothers on Wulong Mountain were generally all injured.

He himself, Longshan Sanren, and Tan Bazhang had all suffered serious injuries more than once. If it weren't for the spirit pills brought by Liu Xiaolou, it would be hard to say now. However, the brothers also gained a lot, each of them touched many good things from the dead bodies of Badong cultivators, and raised money to purchase a batch of spirit pills at the Mount Tianmen market. The current situation was not bad.

Of course, losses were unavoidable. In the past few months, Wulong Mountain had lost five more fellow Daoists. Among them, the one Liu Xiaolou was more familiar with was the second brother of the Seven Friends of Guzhang Mountain. From now on, there would be no seven brothers in Guzhang Mountain, only six.

This was a very sad piece of news. Thinking of that second uncle whose face was wrinkled and who smiled like an old farmer in the field, Liu Xiaolou couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

Counting it up, a total of nine Wulong Mountain fellow Daoists had lost their lives by the side of Zhuoshui. If it were him, could he survive?

From this aspect, no matter whether he was satisfied in Mount Shenwu or not, no matter whether the Su family was good to him or not, at least under the cover of this big tree, he was not drafted to that place of life and death. He had to accept this favor.

Zuo Gaofeng also said in the letter that this great battle might soon come to an end. The Gengsang Cave couldn't beat Zhuoshui, and various signs indicated that they already had the intention to retreat. Everyone was prepared and determined to launch a fierce counterattack when the enemy retreated, striving to capture some spoils of war.

Finally, Zuo Gaofeng said that he had thought of a name for the child. If he couldn't come back, please ask Liu Xiaolou to help look after the child. If the child had the aptitude for cultivation when he grew up, please ask Liu Xiaolou to accept him into his sect.

Liu Xiaolou looked at Li Shen's belly and asked, "What is the child's name?"

Li Shen stroked her belly and said, "If it's a boy, call him Zuo Wanshan. If it's a girl, call her Zuo Qianshui."

Liu Xiaolou couldn't help but smile and nodded, "Good name."

After a while, Li Busan called out outside the house, "Uncle! Grandma! Aunt! Fish soup is here..."

A basin of steaming fish soup was brought in. The old woman and Li Shen hurriedly tidied up the table and arranged wooden bowls and bamboo chopsticks.

Aunt Lu, who had gone out to fetch water earlier, also came in with a rice basin, looking at Liu Xiaolou with some fear, "Just now... I went to fetch water..."

Liu Xiaolou said with a straight face, "As long as you are not intentionally lazy!"

Aunt Lu was so flustered that she pinched her fingers hard, "No, I dare not be lazy... I dare not..."

Liu Xiaolou's face softened, "Sit down and eat together."

Aunt Lu accompanied with a smile and hurriedly started to serve rice for everyone.

Li Busan whispered, "Uncle, Aunt Lu is very diligent."

Liu Xiaolou nodded, "I know. And you, cultivation is not just sitting still. Cultivation is everywhere in life. What is sitting still? It's a turtle! Chopping wood, fetching water, living and cooking, none of which is not cultivation! If you do nothing and know nothing, what you cultivate is a fool, a fool who knows nothing. At most, it's a large human-shaped spirit stone, but it's just transferring spiritual power from the stone into the body."

Li Busan kept nodding, "I heard from Master that when Uncle went up the mountain, he also started from chopping wood and fetching water?"

Liu Xiaolou smiled, "Thinking back then... you drink soup, drink soup first, this is a good thing, a great nourishing fish soup, Li Shen drink more, there will be plenty of milk in the future... Thinking back then, when Uncle went up the mountain, I was only eight years old. As soon as I entered that small courtyard in Ganzhu Ridge, I saw that the house was collapsed, the fence was down, and the grass was growing wildly... The teacher handed me a sickle and said, 'Xiaolou, now I will teach you how to cut grass. You must remember that cutting grass is also cultivation. If you learn this cultivation skill, you can earn spirit stones in the future...'"

That night, the General Temple was brightly lit, and laughter drifted out of the window from time to time. After the meal, Liu Xiaolou pointed out to Li Busan in Li Busan's room how to move the true essence in the meridians, how to open the acupoints, and other tricks. Of course, he wouldn't use the method of Yin-Yang Art to point out. As a fifth-stage Qi Refinement cultivator, using normal methods to point out a teenager who was still struggling on the first meridian, he had this basic skill.

The next day, Liu Xiaolou left the General Temple and returned to the mountain. On the mountain road, he happened to meet Yun Ao who came to pay his respects to the mountain, and hurriedly apologized, "Brother Yun is here... this... I'm really sorry, let Brother Yun wait for a long time. I just came back last month. You know, this time I was invited by the Jin Ting Sect to go to Mount Jin Ting to refine the mountain-protecting grand array..."

Yun Ao said, "I know, so isn't this why I came up the mountain? But I heard you have been back for nearly a month, why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Liu Xiaolou defended, "This trip to Mount Jin Ting, I was valued by the great array master Tang Song, and I was by his side as an assistant. I was quite guided by him and learned a lot of things. After coming back, I re-thought about the construction method of the array plates to see if there were any improvements, so it was late, not intentional."

Yun Ao hurriedly asked, "How is the improvement? Are there any new changes?"

Liu Xiaolou had indeed considered improving the array plates on Mount Jin Ting, but it was just an idea and hadn't been implemented. And after coming back, he was busy with the improvement of cultivation, where did he have time to tinker with array plates? But cheating Yun Ao who didn't understand, he boasted, "More refined, more subtle. Brother Yun will know after trying!"

So Yun Ao was overjoyed, "Right here, hurry up. These days I have been... hmm... it's good here, no need to go up and down the mountain, saving seven or eight miles!"

Liu Xiaolou didn't refuse, found a quiet place sheltered from the wind, and activated the Lin Yuan Xuanshi Array.

Yun Ao entered the array for a long time, then hurriedly raised his hand to signal and withdrew, with a happy face, "Sure enough, it is more refined and more subtle! I'll go first!"

Where is there any improvement? It is clearly after several months of separation, everything looks fresh. Liu Xiaolou naturally wouldn't expose it, smiled and saw him off, reminding him before leaving, "Brother Yun still has seven times!"

Yun Ao returned quickly and waved, "Understood!"

Suddenly he stopped and said to Liu Xiaolou, "Almost forgot, your Shisanlang had an accident. In Zhuoshui, it seems he was captured by Badong cultivators."