Among the two types of people who become immortals and become Taoists, one is the most true, pure and dedicated person. There is no doubt that Zhang Qingyu is very likely to become such a person.
Thinking of this, Shen Lang's eyes flashed, and a bold idea arose in his heart.
Hey! If this thing comes to pass, why worry about me not being able to please the Lord God?
"What are you going to do? Please be respectful. I am not Mo Shou's maid. You can't even think of being... rude to me."
Zhang Qingyu saw a strange man in black robe appeared in front of her. She looked up and down without fear. Suddenly, the man in black robe chuckled, and she was frightened to the core.
When Zhang Qingyu's little mind thought that this strange person had evil intentions, she immediately took large and small bags of medicinal materials to protect her chest.
"Who are you? Are you also a bastard of the Wild Wolf Gang?"
Zhang Qingyu asked uneasily.
"Wild Wolf Gang? Haha, the Wild Wolf Gang has completely disappeared."
Shen Lang said funny.
"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. I'm Mo Shou's...servant."
"Mo Shou's servants...? He still has servants? Who is he?"
Zhang Qingyu was stunned, remembering Wang Tao's previous scene of cutting out a piece of nothingness with his sword, and his chest bumped wildly.
It's a bit ugly, but it may have a great origin.
The second generation of rich people? The second generation of officials? The young head of a rich and powerful family? Come to experience life in the mortal world?
Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyu's face turned red and she pinched her clothes at a loss.
"He..."
Shen Lang was just about to point out that Wang Tao had divine personality and was a main god in the realm of harmony, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.
Reincarnation is like experience, and their strength and memory are sealed. You can't break their practice at will.
"He is the illegitimate son of our sect who was left outside. He doesn't know his identity yet. You must remember to keep it secret."
After Shen Lang finished speaking, in order to show that he was trustworthy, he took the initiative to put away his black robe, revealing the image of a delicate and handsome young man.
"Wow! You are so handsome? Much prettier than Mo Shou."
Zhang Qingyu opened her mouth in surprise! She looked at Shen Lang with brilliant eyes.
Shen Lang's face was stunned, a little surprised by Zhang Qingyu's simplicity.
It seemed like she would believe whatever he said.
"Are you willing to become your teacher?"
"Apprenticeship?"
Zhang Qingyu was stunned.
"Yes, you have good qualifications. If you practice the immortal way, you may not be able to reach the top in the future."
"You want to be my master? Teach me how to become an immortal?"
Zhang Qingyu's eyes widened with disbelief on her face, and she asked as if she suddenly remembered something.
"Um...are you awesome?"
"Hahaha, of course."
After Shen Lang finished speaking proudly, he shook his hand and held out a sword. With a flick of his finger, the sword suddenly flew towards the column on the side and struck lightly.
"Click!"
There was a crisp sound, and the column that was hugged by two people suddenly hit the ground with its incision level.
"Hiss! This?"
Zhang Qingyu's eyes widened, staring at the floating flying sword with burning eyes, and her chest beat wildly.
"Will you also teach me this trick?"
"Hehe, of course."
Shen Lang was very satisfied with Zhang Qingyu's reaction, and the flying sword fell into his hand again.
"How's it going? It's awesome! This is actually just the simplest answer. In fact, with my current ability, I can easily flatten even a mountain..."
Shen Lang looked arrogant and had the demeanor of a master. As soon as he said this, he saw Zhang Qingyu exclaimed as if she was thinking of something.
"Master? The column you cut off seems to be a load-bearing column?"
"Ah! Really?"
Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then looked at the roof in surprise. Sure enough, the beams on the roof were shaky and looked like they were about to fall down.
You must know that the entire inn is filled with guests. If the beams collapse now, the entire inn will collapse, and the guests in the inn will also be buried under the rubble.
"It's okay, it's okay. Fortunately you found it early."
As Shen Lang said this, he suddenly grabbed the pillar that had been smashed on the ground and propped it up at the break, and the crumbling beam was fixed again.
"Isn't this good?"
After Shen Lang finished speaking, he suddenly took out a few coffin-like nails from his pocket. He nailed the pillars with his bare hands before nodding with satisfaction.
"Master? You are so amazing."
Zhang Qingyu stared at the handsome Shen Lang and said with eyes full of little stars.
"Silly boy! Since you've called me master, why don't you bow quickly?"
"Ah! Yes!"
After Shen Lang's reminder, Zhang Qingyu's face was stunned, and then she quickly bowed her head.
Although Zhang Qingyu was cute and naive, she was not stupid. She sincerely fulfilled the apprenticeship rituals and stood respectfully next to Shen Lang.
"Qingyu! There is a basic mental method and a incomplete sword method. You should practice it first. If you don't understand, ask me again."
Shen Lang rolled his palms, and two books appeared in his hands.
"Is this the cultivation technique for immortality?"
Zhang Qingyu seemed very happy and took it without politeness, turning it over in her hands.
"Of course. As long as you practice diligently, you may not be able to move mountains and seas like me in the future."
Shen Lang's new disciple also seemed very happy. He looked at the delighted Zhang Qingyu fondly, and vaguely recalled memories from long ago in his mind.
Thousands of years have passed, and I wonder what has become of my descendants? I wonder if the Shen family has any descendants.
"Master, you can move mountains and seas, so who is more powerful between you and Mo Shou?"
Zhang Qingyu remembered Shen Lang calling Mo Shou master. Mo Shou was the illegitimate son of some sect master, and his master was just his servant. In this way, she was not two generations younger than him.
"Hehe, I knew that the dandy boy would definitely not be as good as my master."
Zhang Qingyu saw her master's serious face, remained silent for a while, and said smartly.
"Oh! Qingyu! You must remember what you said as a teacher today."
Shen Lang sighed.
"First, never have any thoughts of betraying Mo Shou. Second, we must find every way to make Mo Shou think that our master and disciple are the most loyal and closest people."
"Why? Just because his wild father is the sect leader? Humph. I will not follow others' advice and fawn over him against my will."
Seeing that Zhang Qingyu hadn't realized the seriousness yet, Shen Lang's face suddenly sank in a rare expression.
A terrifying aura came out of her body, and Zhang Qingyu's face turned pale in horror.
"You are absolutely wrong. There is a world of difference between Mo Shou and I, not because of anything else, but because of our strength. Strictly speaking, I am not even qualified to carry his shoes."
Shen Lang's tone was serious and his expression was solemn, without any exaggeration.
"Hiss! Mo Shou is so powerful? Then what state is he in?"
Zhang Qingyu's eyes widened and she asked in disbelief.
"Don't pry about things you shouldn't know. Just understand and do your best to please this person. You will be grateful to me as your teacher in the future."
"Oh, I know."
Zhang Qingyu nodded seriously, her tone extremely solemn.
"Actually, I think it's not difficult to please Mo Shou. He seems a bit lustful."
"What!"
After hearing Zhang Qingyu's summary, Shen Lang was stunned for a moment.