When Shiojiu returned to Yancheng, no one knew.

He wore a tattered linen cloak, no longer wore garlic skewers around his neck, and wore a straw hat on his head, looking like an ordinary old peasant.

This is also a change made after a trip to the eastern continent of Yanjiu.

There is no need to show one's status as an ascetic, nor does it have to be ostentatious, and a firm and devout practitioner should not waste his energy on external things.

Standing in front of the temple, Shiohisa raised his head and stared at the ancient and solemn temple with cloudy eyes.

Great Lord Yaoshen, my time is short, but I have done my best.

Although they still can't break through the higher limits, there will be a way for future generations, and I believe them.

……

Nearby, a female adventurer with a large bag on her back also looked at the temple.

Shioku stood quietly.

A figure walked out of the temple.

It was a young man with a black robe covering his head, and he walked all the way down the steps to the old man.

"You're the Great Elder of the Ascetic Society, aren't you?"

Shiojiu smiled, wrinkles piling up on his face: "It seems that you are the new prophet, younger than the rumors." ”

Prophet Shi Bao smiled, "You're here to pray to the gods, right?" Come in. ”

"No need."

The old man shook his head: "There are gods in my heart, and there are temples everywhere." ”

"Your wisdom is far beyond the ordinary."

The young prophet sighed, suddenly realized something, and his face was solemn: "The injury on your body is not light, please go to the nursing home to recuperate for a while." ”

"I can't raise it anymore."

Yan Jiu said calmly: "I am already a dying person, relying on the revelation given by the gods to comprehend the [Holy Stigma], but after all, I will be born, old, sick and die." ”

"I can clearly feel that my life is coming to an end."

He did not panic and had no regrets.

Although fate has twists and turns, compared with the vast majority of people, he is lucky enough.

"I'm here to give you this, and here are some of my experiences in my practice."

Shi Bao took a roll of sheepskin handed by the old man with both hands.

He looked closely at the words recorded on it, and his face grew more and more shocked.

"Introduction to Theology, to Martyrdom Practice, to Stigmata...... Comprehend knowledge and oneself through pilgrimage, and challenge otherworldly beings to improve their own limits......"

"It's ...... The ascetic's method of entering the transcendent realm? ”

"Just a little bit of immature personal experience."

Shiohisa said calmly: "This is an outline that I have personally figured out, and it may not apply to everyone. I hope that future generations will take fewer detours, and they will be satisfied. ”

"You leave this to me, not the penance......" Shi Bao seemed to realize something, and the next words were not spoken.

The old man nodded: "Yes, I hope that you can master it, so that everyone can have the opportunity to read it." ”

"Asceticism...... Although I hate to admit it, quite a few ascetics do not want to let ordinary people into this field. ”

"In front of me, they put away their arrogance and carefully disguised themselves. But when it comes to others, they often act on a high posture because they claim to be extraordinary. ”

"My shallow wisdom can't solve this problem, so I want to think about it and sort out all the knowledge and experience I know so that everyone can see it."

"Everybody can be an ascetic, and perhaps we can keep everyone humble and respectful. This is also the inspiration that the gods have given me. ”

Shiojiu suddenly coughed, and his thin body was constantly shaking.

Hunting Rain gently patted the old man on the back and handed him a water bag.

The old man took a sip of water.

Shi Bao pondered for a long time before he said, "I don't have an eye for the answer you haven't been able to find for many years. But I have an idea that you might as well rename this brochure and make it completely accessible to the general public. ”

"The path of cultivation for ordinary people to enter the transcendent realm is a remarkable feat in itself. You might as well give it a new name and completely break away from the ascetics, so that there will be no bondage. ”

Yan Jiu thought for a while: "Let's call it a martial monk." ”

The old man said goodbye to the prophet and headed north, over the mountains, through Yaocheng, and finally into the depths of the forest.

There are volcanoes and black mountains filled with powerful fire elemental creatures.

With the growing growth of the Wonder [Egil's Fire], the volcanic area has also become a forbidden area for humans to set foot in.

"Why did you keep following me?"

Shiohisa looked at the towering black mountains in front of him and took off his straw hat.

Hunter Rain no longer grinned, but said seriously: "At the earliest, I wanted to learn extraordinary strength from you. ”

"Later, I didn't know why, but I just thought it would be a pity if you died like this."

"Many years ago, my great-grandfather Nong Aung died because he fell in the field and no one treated him in time."

Yan Jiu was stunned for a moment: "Nong Ang...... Nong Aang, the hero who invented ale, turns out that you are his descendant. ”

"Hmm."

"After my great-grandfather died, my grandfather continued to farm, and when slave traders occupied Yancheng, my grandfather gave up his farmland and reverted to becoming a hunter...... I also inherited the profession. ”

"But our family tradition is still there, my great-grandfather has been working on mead, and I'm trying to perfect it to make a truly memorable mead."

The old man suddenly thought, "You reminded me." Please make a trip to tell the Prophet Shi Bao that it is best for a martial monk to accompany him in his practice, and that it would be better if this companion is good at healing or being a scholar. ”

"Otherwise, this dangerous way of practicing can easily lead to death."

"Understood."

The old man extended his dry and calloused hand to the young man and said earnestly, "I am grateful for the care I have received along the way." ”

Hunter Rain shook his hand.

"Let's say goodbye, may God Yao bless you."

Shioku took off his hat and strode towards the forbidden area of humanity, which represented death. The fire elemental creatures quickly spotted him and gathered around him.

Hunting Rain remembered his great-grandfather in his father's oral account.

The blazing flames in front of us resembled a bright and brilliant red wheat field.

……

After talking about Yanjiu's experience in one breath, Hunting Rain only felt a burst of fatigue and even a little prostration.

"Please have a drink of the bar, it will be more comfortable."

The man sitting across from him ordered a glass of wine.

"No, I'm used to drinking my own wine."

Hunter Yu took out a sheepskin water bag from his backpack and pulled out the cork, and a slightly drunken aroma wafted from it.

Pava sniffed, "This is what you call mead?" ”

"Yes, it's still a semi-finished product, do you want to taste it?"

"If you can."

The taste of the honey made Pava close her eyes and look intoxicated: "Such a good wine, Miss Hunting Rain, you should really make it in large quantities, there will be many people who will like it." ”

"It's not good enough, and the ratio of honey needs to be adjusted. Let's get down to business, Mr. Pava. ”

"Ah yes, sorry, sorry. I was so carried away by this wine. ”

Pawa sat upright: "So, the last time you saw Elder Yanjiu, it was in the area of the Volcano Mountain, right?" ”

"Yes."

"Understood, lost contact for a year. For the time being, Mr. Shiohisa is considered missing. I will record Mr. Shiohisa's battles in the Eastern Continent and his personal experiences in the latest "Pawa's Bizarre Adventure: Heroes Chapter". ”

"That's great." Hunter Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Hunting Rain, I have a little proposal."

Pava put away his notebook: "I have a group of dwarven friends who love good wine and who have the greatest respect for the master brewer. If you don't mind, you can go to the [Dwarven Fortress] in the south, the dwarven adventure group [Blast Furnace Stranger] is resting, they are all my old friends. ”

"You know how to make mead, and you can get all the help they have."

"Anyway, if you want to promote the mead to everyone, why don't you use the [Dwarven Fortress] as a brewing place, where the environment is simple and pure, and the dwarves have a straightforward personality. They will provide you with the necessary funds and it is a great place to live, as long as you don't hate the sound of iron...... It depends on your personal preference, of course. ”

"I do!"

Hunter Yu's eyes widened, and his face could not hide his joy: "The dwarf has a good reputation, if you can, of course, it's good." ”

"That's great! I'm sure the dwarves will be very happy. ”

Pava smiled, "Then I'll write you a formal letter of introduction right now." ”

"Okay, thanks!"

Hunt Yu accepted the letter of introduction and left Yancheng.

She glanced back at the black mountains to the north.

I will make the best mead.

You must also try to stay alive, Shiohisa-sensei.

Thanks: Zhang Zidong supports 10,000 starting coins, it's really hard to support 100 starting coins when it's hard to name them, and 100 starting coins are supported by Badao No.

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