I Come to Teach You Cultivation

"Master, did you make the Mountain God Granny angry again?"

When Li Boyang returned to the Mountain God Temple, Xiluo was already nowhere to be found.

Just as Li Boyang had expected.

In fact, Xiluo was merely using the excuse to act; she never intended to hand over Kunwu from the start.

Even if this behavior seemed willful, this was the true Xiluo.

Don’t talk to Xiluo about the bigger picture; her world is so small that it can only accommodate a few familiar people and gods.

"That ’again’ was a bit redundant."

Glancing sideways at Silver Horn, who was watching the commotion with relish, Li Boyang deftly flicked her on the forehead.

"Ah!"

Feigning pain, she covered her forehead.

But the smile at the corner of Silver Horn’s mouth betrayed her true feelings.

Although she hadn’t been around for long, Silver Horn had already grown accustomed to life in Yunmeng Marsh.

In Silver Horn’s eyes, Li Boyang, her "Master" in name, was no different from her father.

And it was precisely because of this mentality that, even though she had long secretly known about Bahu’s existence, she still maintained an unconcerned attitude.

In this respect, Silver Horn was more rational and realistic than Golden Horn.

"You act like it’s real. Should I reward you with another one with more force?"

Blowing lightly on his middle finger, Li Boyang’s teasing smile made Silver Horn quickly retreat a few steps.

"No, Master!"

"This time it’s Golden Horn who wants to see you, I’m just passing the message for him!"

Confirming that Li Boyang was merely teasing her, Silver Horn quickly approached him again and tugged at his sleeve, acting coquettishly.

"Master, could you refine a few more swords for me?"

"I tried using the Sword Qi yesterday, and it feels like something’s missing!"

"Do I have to collect ten thousand swords for the gourd to evolve?"

Habitually patting Silver Horn on the head, Li Boyang continued with a smile.

"You little greedy rascal, ten thousand swords is just a goal I set for you, to temper your mindset."

"You’re different from Golden Horn, lively by nature, straightforward, and reckless..."

"If I don’t give you something to do, I’m afraid one day you’ll poke a hole in the sky while dreaming."

As he spoke, Li Boyang’s voice paused a moment.

"If you really want to speed up the growth of the ’Sword-Hiding Gourd,’ why not learn artifact refining with me?"

"Then you can decide for yourself how many swords you want to refine..."

"Your master here in Yunmeng Marsh lacks nothing but a variety of materials for you to squander."

Tilting her head and thinking for a while, Silver Horn suddenly realized.

"Oh no! Master, are you trying to trick me again?"

"Last time, I practiced the Five Elements Escape Technique for so long and have only mastered Gold Escape and Earth Escape so far."

After much consideration, Li Boyang ultimately decided to pass down a simplified version of the spell.

However, as a precaution, Li Boyang has not yet widely promoted and popularized it.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn are among the first to try it.

Li Boyang’s next goal is to pass the Five Elements Escape Technique to Qiwa, whose temperament is relatively stable.

Then let Qiwa select a new generation from the Hundred Lands Mountain Range suitable for practicing simple spells, officially starting the education of the Five Elements Escape Technique.

As for Li Jingshu?

A slightly biased Li Boyang doesn’t intend to let her waste time and energy in this area.

True Divine Power and the Exorcising Gods and Demons method are what Li Jingshu should continue to study and learn.

If she ever wants to use a spell, she just needs to think of a way to ask Xiluo for help.

"I think you just can’t calm down..."

"Look at your brother, he has already just begun to grasp the art of Alchemy."

"If you have even a tenth of his dedication, mastering ’Artifact Refining Method’ would be a piece of cake?"

Even knowing that Li Boyang was intentionally provoking her, Silver Horn still couldn’t help but puff her cheeks in frustration.

"Come on! You’re biased towards Golden Horn, and I never admitted he was my brother!"

"I was just being lazy at the time, otherwise, I would have descended into the world before him; he should call me sister!"

Amusedly, Li Boyang poked Silver Horn’s forehead, surprised that she was also competitive about such matters.

"If I favored Golden Horn, I wouldn’t let you learn artifact refining."

"You said earlier that Golden Horn was looking for me, what’s going on? Take me over to have a look first!"

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Meanwhile, at the back mountain of Feilai Peak.

This place was originally the Ghost God Cliff, where the Celestial Erosion Monarch was imprisoned.

However, after the Celestial Erosion Monarch’s escape and the subsequent impact of Feilai Peak’s collapse,

the original Ghost God Cliff has become a vast forest, annually tended by a Nvman.

Because, in a certain sense, this place is also the birthplace of the second generation of Nvman, whose commemorative significance and practical value come second only to the Mountain God Temple of Feilai Peak.

Perhaps due to an innate closeness to the Spring God, Golden Horn and Silver Horn are well liked by the Nvman. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Especially Golden Horn, who, since starting to learn Alchemy Skill, has been specially allowed by Nvman to study Alchemy in this forest.

If he is short of materials, Golden Horn just needs to tell the Nvman, who will then gather them for him.

Because of this, Golden Horn has a small exclusive tripod furnace in this forest.

That tripod furnace is modeled after the Prison Soul Tripod.

Its surface is also covered with various complex Proverb Talismans.

As long as the pills being refined aren’t too complex, this Golden Horn Tripod fully meets Golden Horn’s daily needs.

As for the origin of the name "Golden Horn Tripod," it’s actually quite simple.

Besides it being Golden Horn’s exclusive tripod furnace, in the very center of the tripod furnace is a massive golden horn.

By turning that massive golden horn, Golden Horn can control the temperature adjustment within ten degrees, ensuring no significant deviations.

Honestly, ever since Golden Horn learned Alchemy, he has taken on a large part of the task of supplying pills to the Mountain People.

Golden Horn enjoys this greatly, relishing being recognized and needed by others.

However, today Golden Horn came to this back mountain not for Alchemy.

At this very moment, the golden gourd in his hand is constantly trembling.

A vermilion trail of blood moves across the surface of the gourd, emitting an unusual glow.

Golden Horn strives to control the golden gourd, but what responds to him is an even more violent shaking.

"What did you collect this time that hasn’t been refined for so long?"

Gently alighting on Golden Horn’s shoulder, the elf-like Nvman curiously whispered.

After spending so much time with Golden Horn, Nvman naturally understood the power of this golden gourd.

Anything that falls into it is refined, leaving only the purest and most essential residue.

A situation like this, where it has not been refined for an entire day, has never occurred with the golden gourd before.

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