The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

He took the copper coins from Mu Qiao's hand. These coins didn't seem to be much, but judging from the prices at the foot of the mountain, even if he bought three times more things than usual, he would still have some left. He turned around and ran towards the mountain gate. He was not used to not running so early in the morning.

"Junior brother, remember to buy more meat!"

"I understand, senior sister!"

In the past, when he went down the mountain, he would always be accompanied by his master and senior brothers and sisters, and he would go down the mountain when he went home to reunite with his family during the Chinese New Year and other holidays. This was the first time that Zeng Wenyu went down the mountain alone. Without anyone following him, he was like a bird that had been set free, running happily and quickly on the mountain trail.

"Hey, we ordinary people are so happy today! Without a master following us, we are free and can go wherever we want!" Singing the song, he had already run from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Running a distance further ahead was the village where he lived before he went up the mountain.

He ran all the way to the outskirts of Shazi Village. This was the first time he came to Shazi Village outside of the New Year or other festivals. Unlike that time, Shazi Village was usually very peaceful and not as lively as during the festivals. However, the people in the village were familiar with Zeng Wenyu and were a little surprised when they saw Zeng Wenyu appear at the entrance of the village.

"Hey? Isn't this Ergouzi? Why did you come down the mountain today?" An old man sitting at the entrance of the village smoking a pipe stopped him as he was about to enter the village.

"It's Second Uncle! Didn't Second Uncle go to the fields to help today?"

"Alas, I am too old to work anymore. Just a few days ago, my son stopped letting me go to the fields. I have nothing to do, so I can only sit at the entrance of the village and smoke."

Hearing what Second Uncle said, Zeng Wenyu thought for a moment and said, "Second Uncle, are there many elderly people in our village?"

"A lot, at least 20 or 30, what's the matter? Er Gouzi, do you want us to help you? I knew that you must have something to do when you came back, Er Gouzi," said the second uncle, knocking the pipe in his hand against the stone he was sitting on, "Tell me, what do you want us to do for you?"

"Hehe, to be honest, I do have some questions. There are guests coming to the mountain, so my senior sister sent me down to buy some things. I don't know where to buy rice, flour, meat and other things in our village. Do you want to help me?"

"Guest?" The second uncle looked at Zeng Wenyu leisurely, "Is it this time again? I wonder if this year..."

Hearing that the Second Uncle had not finished his words, Zeng Wenyu was a little confused: "What's wrong, Second Uncle?"

"It's okay, Er Gouzi, give me the money and I'll buy the things for you. Go home and talk to your family first. When everything is bought, I'll go to your house and ask you to pick it up."

Since the Second Master refused to say, Zeng Wenyu did not ask the question to the end, and put the copper coins he got from Mu Qiao in the Second Master's hand: "Second Master, my senior sister said that she wanted to buy more meat."

"Ok, I know."

Watching the second uncle walking towards one direction of the village, Zeng Wenyu thought about it and decided to walk towards his home.

His parents are still alive. They are both honest farmers and are his relatives. There are three siblings in his family, an older brother named Da Gou Zi and a younger sister named He Hua. The three siblings have a very good relationship. Every time he goes home, his eldest brother takes good care of him and always asks if he needs anything during his practice in the mountains. His younger sister always pesters him and asks him to tell her stories.

Speaking of his younger sister Lotus, Zeng Wenyu couldn't help but want to complain. Obviously, he and his elder brother's names were given according to the principle that the lower the value, the easier it is to raise. But when the two elders named their younger sister, they named her Lotus. If Zeng Wenyu hadn't told the two elders when he came back two years ago that he named himself Zeng Wenyu, the two elders would probably have directly called themselves "Er Gouzi" as his real name.

After walking for a while, I arrived at his door. The door was open, just like usual.

He stepped over the threshold, entered the house, and pushed open the door to the inner room. No one was home. Come to think of it, it was the busy autumn season, and the two elders, the eldest brother, and the younger sister were probably still in the fields. Thinking of this, he came out of the house, closed the door, and ran towards his own fields. Since he was here, he had to help his family with some work.

The village fields are outside the village on the other side. The fields of each household are here. When running along the way, you can see many villagers bending over to cut wheat. However, the fields near the village are basically the fields of the village chief. Going further forward are the fields of each household. He did not stop here and continued to run forward.

After running for a distance, he finally came to his own fields. He stopped and looked up at his fields, but he did not see any of his family members here.

"Huh? Mom and Dad aren't in the fields? Where are they resting..." Before he could finish his words, he heard a voice coming from afar.

"This is our Shazi Village! Even if you are a cultivator, it is too much to take people away from our village!"

"That's right! What's wrong with you being a monk? There is a monk in our village! You said you want to take the people from our village away, so what?"

After running forward for a distance, Zeng Wenyu saw a group of people from Shazi Village gathered together. They were holding sickles for cutting wheat and were filled with righteous indignation and were ready to attack the people who were surrounded.

"Have you thought it through? I am a disciple of Huanxi Sect and the most beloved junior brother of the sect. I just took a fancy to a furnace in your village and wanted to take it back for cultivation. If you lay a hand on me, your village can't afford the consequences!" These words still had some effect. After hearing that it was a cultivation sect, the villagers of Shazi Village who surrounded them were obviously a little hesitant, "I advise you to get out of here quickly and don't delay my cultivation!"

"you!"

It was the first time that Zeng Wenyu heard such arrogant words in the name of his master. You know, when he went down the mountain with his master and others during the holidays, his master and others got along very well with the villagers in the village at the foot of the mountain, and they even chatted about gossip together. There were even some middle-aged-looking aunts who scolded his master for not practicing. He thought that there was no such a big class division between cultivators and ordinary people in this world.

But since this incident happened in Shazi Village, he still walked towards the crowd to see if he could help the villagers.

"Woooooooo..."

Hmm? When he got closer, he heard a cry coming from the crowd: "This voice sounds familiar, this is..."

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the crowd. Zeng Wenyu recognized that this was the voice of his younger sister He Hua! The furnace tripod that the monk said he wanted to take away was his younger sister!

He stomped his right foot on the ground and shouted, "Get out of the way!" The crowd in front heard the voice and looked towards him. In the eyes of the villagers, they could only see a person approaching quickly. They hurriedly made way for him, only to feel something whizzing past in front of them. Immediately afterwards, a scream came from the mouth of the young man they surrounded and was heard by everyone.