My Apprenticeship to Uncle Jiu: I Was a Warlord in the Republic of China

Chapter 142 Spiritual Weapon Black Small Sword

After packing up and resting for a day, Jiang Li set out on the journey home with his harvest.

When Uncle Jiu saw Jiang Li and others brought back so many things, his eyes almost popped out of his head. After asking them, he was also very moved.

Then he asked Jiang Li, "What are you going to do with this hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum?"

"If other herbs were used to refine elixirs to improve cultivation, that would be natural, but the function of Polygonum multiflorum is to nourish the liver and kidneys and improve the essence and blood, but it is not very useful for improving cultivation."

Jiang Li thought for a while and said, "How about this? I think this Polygonum multiflorum is still alive. Why not plant it and collect Polygonum multiflorum vines once a year. It will be just right for refining the demonic energy of monsters!"

After discussing the whereabouts of the Polygonum multiflorum, Jiang Li took out the black sword used by Ghost Old Man and said to Uncle Jiu, "Master, look, this is what I seized from Ghost Old Man. I think it seems to be something extraordinary. Even the grenade couldn't hurt it at all!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu took the small black sword, which was only one foot and one or two inches long, and looked at it carefully. Then he said in surprise, "This seems to be a spiritual weapon?"

Jiang Li asked in confusion, "Master, do you mean that there is a spirit in this sword?"

Uncle Jiu did not answer, but directly cast a spell to communicate with the spirit in the small sword. However, he could clearly feel that the spirit was very weak. It should be that something happened before that consumed too much energy, and the spirit was sleeping at this moment.

Then Uncle Jiu told Jiang Li his speculation and said to him, "When you go out later, put this small sword in the incense burner in the temple and worship it. With the help of the incense and the power of the will, the evil spirit will be wiped out. Who knows, you will be able to get a flying sword that you can control in the future."

Jiang Li was overjoyed upon hearing this and was about to run outside, but Uncle Jiu stopped him and said, "Wait a minute. You don't look like a cultivator at all when you are in such a hurry. It won't be too late to discuss other matters first and then do them together!"

Afterwards, the two discussed how to deal with the evil cultivators' magical instruments and techniques. The techniques must be copied and kept properly.

The magic tools were given to Simu to study slowly.

After that, they discussed some other trivial matters, and it was an hour later when he left.

After leaving the hall, he inserted the small sword into the ashes of the incense burner and told An Muxi about it, asking her to always be careful not to let someone steal it away secretly, or let some troublemakers on the mountain take it and play with it, causing harm to others.

Afterwards, he took some more dollars and the refining materials he had harvested this time, and went to the morgue to thank Simu, saying, "Thanks to Uncle Simu's help, otherwise I would not have been able to resolve this matter so easily!"

"This time, Master Qianhe and I seized a lot of magical instruments from those evil cultivators. Master and I decided to give them to Master Simu to see if we can figure out the refining techniques. This will be helpful for refining instruments in the future!"

After hearing this, Simu said a few polite words, then carefully took the magical instruments and began to study them himself.

Seeing that he was very focused, Jiang Li stopped disturbing him, said hello to A Le and turned to leave.

Afterwards, he planted the century-old Polygonum multiflorum in a medicinal field behind the Taoist temple, and then told Qianhe about it, asking them to pay more attention to it during their patrols.

Seeing that the work had been done, Jiang Li said goodbye to Uncle Jiu and set out on the journey home. The purpose of his return trip was naturally to plant some of the living medicinal herbs he had harvested as soon as possible.

After all, those evil cultivators gathered from all directions, and they brought with them some medicinal herbs of relatively high age, including some living herbs that were more than ten or twenty years old.

The group rode horses and drove a carriage and soon arrived at the Jiang family. They asked two Taoist soldiers to take some farmers to the mountains to plant the medicinal herbs.

He was talking to his family, and then he was going to see the cultivation of mushroom strains. At this time, Jiang Xiaohua frowned and found Jiang Li and said, "Second brother, have you forgotten about me?"

Seeing her expression, Jiang Li immediately remembered and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

Jiang Xiaohua said solemnly, "I have made up my mind. I want to marry Ziyuan and be his wife!"

"Have you told your parents?"

"I dare not say it, I'm afraid they won't agree. Second brother, please go and talk to them for me!"

Jiang Xiaohua said nervously, pinching the corner of her clothes.

"Okay, just make up your mind, but I have to go and ask Wu Ziyuan. If it's just your own wishful thinking, then I'll be doing something bad with good intentions!"

Jiang Xiaohua quickly defended herself, "I didn't do it one-sidedly. He told me in person that he wanted to marry me!"

Seeing her so excited, Jiang Li quickly comforted her, "Alright, alright, I was just kidding. It's not appropriate for me to go alone to talk about this kind of thing. It's better for me to go with Ziyuan."

Jiang Xiaohua calmed down after hearing this and urged Jiang Li to hurry up.

Jiang Li shook his head, found Wu Ziyuan who was settling accounts and said, "It's been so long, have you thought it through?"

Seeing Jiang Li asking questions, Wu Ziyuan quickly stood up and answered, "Second Young Master, don't worry. I have already thought it through. As long as Xiaohua and I can be together, I am willing to marry into her family!"

When Jiang Li heard this, he understood what was going on and immediately told him the purpose of his visit. After a conversation, he took Wu Ziyuan, who was feeling mixed emotions, to find the housekeeper, Old Wu, and the three of them went outside the lobby together.

As for the little tail following behind, it was automatically filtered out by Jiang Li.

He asked them to wait outside while he went in and told his parents about it. With Jiang Li's mediation, the result was naturally satisfactory.

After telling the news to Wu Ziyuan and Lao Wu, they excitedly went to the lobby and expressed their opinions to Jiang Kaishan and Wang Chunhua. Finally, they agreed to set the wedding date three months later.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Jiang Li asked Old Wu to arrange dinner and had a good meal.

After washing up and returning to the room, after a good time of making love, Ren Tingting collapsed in Jiang Li's arms, panting and saying, "Brother Li, you are the county magistrate now, your luck should be very strong, why is my stomach still not moving?"

Jiang Li stretched out his hand and lifted her chin and kissed her. After a long time, he let her go and said, "Don't worry, as long as Huang Silang officially becomes the mountain god, my luck will be stronger, then you will naturally be able to get pregnant!"

But Jiang Li actually didn't know whether this was true or not, but in order to reassure Ren Tingting, he could only comfort her in this way.

Ren Tingting believed what he said, and a smile appeared on her face. But then she gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Li, let's do it again. I heard that the more times you do it, the greater the chance of getting pregnant!"

Jiang Li reached his hand into the quilt, felt her trembling, and said with a smile, "Forget it, you are weak and can't handle it!"

Then he held her in his arms and closed her eyes to sleep. Ren Tingting felt both happy and sad when she saw this. She secretly blamed herself for not being able to bear it after just a few strokes.

This made her think of her cousin Ren Zhuzhu again, "It would be great if Zhuzhu was here too, then..."

Ren Tingting fell into a deep sleep while she was daydreaming.