Penance is the most common form of spiritual practice.

Most monks, especially monks with high realms, can almost endure loneliness.

It is true that among all living beings, there must be a few monks who cannot accept the dull and boring practice of self-cultivation.

But no matter what happened to Weng Mu before, Chen Ping must follow his plan now that he has become his apprentice.

"Master, I want to go out for a trip and I will be back within five days."

Weng Mu gritted his teeth and said in a pleading tone.

"OK."

To his surprise, Chen Ping agreed immediately, but before Weng Mu couldn't help but thank him, a light word came: "You took half a step out of the cave today, and you don't have to come back in the future. Where is Commander Weng?"

I will explain myself."

Upon hearing this, Weng Mu felt like a frustrated grass ball, frustrated and disappointed, and his face could not help but turn red and white.

When Master calls himself "I", he is conveying his dissatisfaction. ??

If you continue to stalk me, I'm afraid I'll be kicked out.

His father spent hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones to send him here to learn from his master. If he went back home in despair, his father would be so angry that he might never see the person he cared about in this life.

"Go back to the secret room to practice."

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, and then said coldly: "After three years, I will not care about you as a teacher."

"As commanded."

Weng Mu retreated with a grimace and dull eyes.

Staring at his slightly thin back, Chen Ping fell silent for a moment.

Weng Mu begged for leave just to go to the Huaisu Plain to meet a mortal girl.

He even suspected that the boy's motivation and obedience in the past two months were just to get a chance to go out.

But he promised Weng Fuhong first. In short, during the three years of cultivation in the cave, Weng Mu should not even try to go out.

After a while, Chen Ping put this episode behind him.

After taking a drop of Qingfengyu Decoction, a short recipe was printed in my mind.

Yu

Zeqiu's disguise and shape-changing technique, the Secret Face Technique!

Although this technique is an upper-level Xuanpin, it can be used as a disguise technique or a magic technique, and the techniques are different, so it is relatively easy to master.

After several months of concentrating on comprehending it, Chen Ping had mastered this new disguise technique to a small level.

"Just the Secret Face Technique of Xiaocheng Realm, its effect is slightly stronger than the Face Changing Technique."

On the Kutong Tianlian, a three-foot dwarf murmured, and in an instant, he regained his image as a yellow-faced scholar.

First of all, the Secret Face Technique has no time limit. In addition, this technique can shrink the bones, change the shape, and change the voice at will.

Of course, a body size of three feet is the limit of the Secret Face Technique, and it is absolutely impossible to become the size of an ant or dust.

Because it involves the laws of space, you can't even get your hands on a mere disguise.

This way, the early stage Golden Elixir monks should not be able to see through his disguise.

However, in front of a monk with Yin Xianyi's intermediate level of cultivation and the addition of eye skills, there may still be some flaws.

"The one-year period is just around the corner. I wonder if Master Yin has brought back the astrological essence."

With a thought, Chen Ping put away all the treasures in the secret room, then opened the door and walked out.

He planned to visit Yin Xianyi in the dojo.

The astrological essence is related to his golden elixir path, and there is no room for mistakes.

…

In a living room in the cave, a handsome young man squatted on the ground, playing with a giant gray cicada.

"What went wrong? Why can't it fly?"

Sitting down and flapping cicada's wings, Weng Mu said with a sad face.

Just as he was dejected, he suddenly caught sight of a figure from the corner of his eye.

On a certain rock one foot high, a man in green robe stood with his hands behind his back, using a deep

He looked at him with deep eyes.

"Master!"

Weng Mu suddenly shuddered, jumped up and hurriedly bowed down.

At the same time, he was secretly helpless.

How many times is this?

The master always monitored him mysteriously, and every time he would break into a cold sweat.

However, he is a major cultivator in the late Yuan Dan period. Unless he takes the initiative to expose his whereabouts, there is no way he can find out.

"The more than ten meridians under the abdomen are completely connected wrongly. The flying puppet cannot fly. It is nothing more than a complete failure!"

Chen Ping glanced at him a few times and said coldly.

Hearing this, Weng Mu checked the meridian structure of the cicada and said with shame, "My disciple is careless. Please punish me, Master."

"It's okay to practice with the second-level monsters, but Mu'er, you must learn your lesson, otherwise, if you make some mistakes when making third-level puppets in the future, you will lose several resources equivalent to the Void-clearing and Leakage Pills!"

Weng Mu's timid attitude in admitting his mistake made Chen Ping's tone soften a little.

After several months of getting along with him, he had a somewhat better understanding of this boy's character.

Honest, benevolent and indecisive, Weng Mu would execute all his orders meticulously.

Therefore, Chen Ping's impression of Weng Mu gradually improved a little.

He himself is a man of deep character, so if he taught a disciple with a similar temperament, wouldn't it be even more troublesome?

As for whether Weng Mu was pretending, Chen Ping already had a definite answer.

Two months ago, while the boy was taking a nap, he silently performed the Soul Searching Technique.

With his current soul strength, searching for someone in the early stages of foundation building would naturally leave no trace.

After waking up from a deep sleep, Weng Mu felt nothing but an inexplicable heaviness in his head.

From the day the soul search ended, Chen Ping truly recognized Weng

The identity of Mu Ji’s disciple.

This son has a pure and good character, and I respect him from the bottom of my heart.

With a little relief, Chen Ping not only taught him puppetry recently, but also began to give him guidance on problems in his cultivation.

Not to mention the realm, the mid-term bottleneck cannot be broken by months of hard work.

But when it comes to puppets, Weng Mu is making great progress and has successfully created a second-level low-grade monster puppet.

As his skills became more and more proficient, Chen Ping simply gave him the body of a shadow-swallowing cicada and ordered him to try the more difficult flying puppet.

Sure enough, Weng Mu, who was full of confidence, made a big mistake, and it would cost an additional five thousand spiritual stones to make up for it.

But mistakes are a process of progress, and Chen Ping is not prepared to criticize too much.

"My master is about to go on a trip. During this period, your task is to turn them into puppets."

Chen Ping waved his sleeves and threw away the two corpses.

"Disciple understands."

Weng Mu nodded and said respectfully.

"A three-level thunder array has been set up outside the cave for the master. The only consequence of forcing a break-in is to be annihilated by flying ashes."

Chen Ping said coldly, and then added quietly: "The two major hardships in life are not getting what you ask for, and losing what you get. So, only by learning to let go can you be at ease."

Hearing this, Weng Mu's face was shocked, and he said tangledly: "Master, does the freedom you talk about have to be achieved by embarking on the immortal path?"

"Today, if you were a Jindan monk, who would dare to control you?"

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled as he answered the question, then dropped down and walked towards the entrance of the cave step by step.

"Master!"

Weng Mu stepped forward and knelt down, his voice filled with sadness: "Is it true that without spiritual roots, it is impossible to become a monk?"

"At least I don't have that ability as a teacher."
Chapter completed!