Time flies when you’re cultivating, and before you know it, half a month has passed.
This morning, it was the last day of training. Starting tomorrow, Lu De Min would return to the Hongxing Military Control Station to continue his job.
However, when Lu De Min went to his master's house, he found that his master was gone, leaving only a letter.
It read, “To my dear disciple, De Min,” in elegant, flowing characters.
Lu De Min held the letter, searching the house for his master, but found nothing. An uneasy feeling welled up in his heart, and he quickly opened the envelope.
In the letter:
Sun De Xiao showered Lu De Min with praise, stating that his good disciple was not only gifted, but also incredibly diligent in his cultivation. In just half a month, he had already reached the Ming Jin Realm.
Such a speed of cultivation was unprecedented. As his master, he was filled with joy. With such a talented disciple, there were no regrets left in his life's journey. He could now face his ancestors in the underworld with pride…
He also instructed Lu De Min to enter the secret room and deal with the items in the chest before leaving the house.
As for his own whereabouts, Lu De Min should not worry.
Death is inevitable in this life.
He had lived his life pursuing martial arts, choosing his own path, and had no regrets.
He didn’t want to die at home.
He wanted to see the beautiful rivers and mountains of his homeland before his death.
Therefore, he had chosen to leave home, to leave the capital.
Finally, the letter concluded with two lines of poetry, a testament to his will:
No need to be buried in one’s birthplace,
Where can’t you find green mountains in life?
…
After reading the letter, tears welled up in Lu De Min’s eyes for the first time since coming to this era.
His master had been truly good to him.
In the past half month, he had not only diligently passed down his martial arts techniques, but also taught him many lessons.
A few days ago, he even went to the local Military Control Station and transferred the house to Lu De Min’s name.
The only regret was that he wouldn’t be able to take care of his master in his old age, and he hadn’t even been able to see him before his departure.
However, since this was his master’s choice, Lu De Min could only accept it.
"Master left with a happy heart.
Because in the final chapter of his life, he found me, a disciple who filled him with satisfaction.
If that’s the case, I shouldn’t be too heartbroken.
Even without Master's supervision, I will continue to cultivate diligently. The more I achieve in martial arts, the happier, prouder, and more joyful Master will be."
Thinking this, Lu De Min wiped away his tears, looked into the distance, and seemed to see his master traveling through the rivers and mountains. A smile appeared on his face.
"Master, I hope we can meet again!"
Lu De Min picked up the broom, swept the fallen leaves from the ground, and then remembered his master’s instructions to deal with the items in the chest in the secret room.
Lu De Min went into the room, opened the secret room according to his master’s method, and went down.
Lu De Min first waved his hand, collecting all the martial arts manuals on the entire bookshelf into his Spatial Ring, before walking towards the chest and bending down to open it.
"Ah..." Lu De Min was stunned.
So this was what his master meant by "worldly junk!"
Lu De Min had truly believed it.
He thought it would be some old trinkets.
But that was not the case.
About half of the large chest was filled with cash, while the other half contained small gold bars, large gold bars, and gold ingots.
Apart from the cash, which showed signs of being used, the small gold bars, large gold bars, and gold ingots were covered in dust, suggesting they had been there for some time.
It seemed his master wasn’t just a martial arts master. He must have had some extraordinary adventures in those tumultuous times to accumulate so much treasure.
However, his master was single-mindedly focused on martial arts and didn’t pay much attention to these treasures. Keeping them was probably just for a sense of security.
Now, these treasures were all his.
Enough for him to spend for several lifetimes.
However, in the current environment, this cash and treasure couldn’t be seen by anyone.
There was also the issue of the cash: the second set of RMB would be issued in 1955. By then, it would need to be exchanged, and if it wasn’t, it would become obsolete.
The problem was that if he went to exchange so much cash and couldn’t explain its source, it would be confiscated, and he could even be imprisoned.
The best thing to do was to spend the money before the second set of RMB was issued, buy supplies, and then store them in his Spatial Ring.
Of course, even when buying supplies, he couldn’t buy large quantities at normal stores. After all, during this period, many enemies of the people were still lurking in the capital, and people were very vigilant and had developed a habit of reporting anything suspicious. So, if he spent a lot of money, he would inevitably be suspected and reported.
However, Lu De Min had seen the original drama and knew there was a black market nearby, which was a good place to spend money.
Lu De Min put the chest into his Spatial Ring and left the secret room. His mood was completely different.
Before, Lu De Min was worried about money. He felt he didn’t have enough, and his bed was still old.
Now, with the wealth his master left behind, he was set for life. Not needing money felt so comfortable and relaxing.
"Master! Thank you!"
Lu De Min felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for his master.
He had been so good to him.
And it was still early.
He must work harder in his cultivation to repay his master.
He decided to act immediately, and Lu De Min began his training.
…
In the past half month,
Sun De Xiao had not only taught Lu De Min the most important internal energy techniques, but also three martial arts skills.
These were: Flying Technique, Projectile Technique, and Xingyiquan.
Sun De Xiao had chosen these three martial arts skills for Lu De Min after careful consideration.
Xingyiquan was for self-defense. The punches were not fierce and wouldn’t easily kill anyone.
The Flying Technique was for escape. When faced with danger, the best policy was to run away.
Projectile Technique, when mastered, had the power of a firearm. It was a very good martial art for self-defense and combat.
After half a month of training,
Lu De Min had made significant progress in all three martial arts skills.
Now, Lu De Min continued to practice these three techniques.
In the afternoon,
Lu De Min stopped practicing martial arts and looked at his panel.
【Projectile Technique Level 5: 16076/100000】
【Flying Technique Level 5: 18579/100000】
【Xingyiquan Level 5: 19384/100000】
…
He had made good progress.
Lu De Min cleaned and swept the house once more, closed the door, locked it, took one last look, and then turned to leave.