Senior brother Zhenqing warmly welcomed the master and apprentice into the house, and sent people to call back the master, Taoist Boyunlei.
Not long after, Taoist Boyunlei, the master who was busy with official duties, rushed back.
The master, Taoist Boyunlei, is dressed in a fiery red Taoist robe, has a face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a majestic demeanor, quite like an elder.
When he saw his master, Taoist Master Xu Ping, Taoist Boyunlei, a master with a higher seniority, Taoist practice, and immortal rank, actually bowed respectfully.
"I've met the head junior brother!"
Taoist priest Xu Ping accepted it calmly and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
This scene left Chu Chen stunned.
Good guy, didn’t Master Xu Ping, the head of the Lingshan Sect, just pick it up casually?
"I've met the great uncle!"
Chu Chen saluted respectfully.
Master Boyunlei Taoist has been paying attention to Chu Chen since he entered the house, with a gentle and friendly smile on his face.
"You are the nephew of Chu Chen, you are not bad. You are a talented person. You have achieved this level of cultivation after two months of practice. Your talent is even better than your master's. We, the Lingshan Sect, are truly blessed."
Chu Chen was stunned.
Was the master's talent superior to that of his peers in the Lingshan sect back then?
Better than Master Boyunlei?
Taoist Yunlei smiled and explained:
"Your master's talent is the best among our brothers. If it weren't for the delay in perfecting [Hunyuan Form Refining], his Taoist cultivation would definitely be higher than mine."
"Eldest brother is so complimentary!"
Xu Pingdao kept talking modestly, but his chest unknowingly puffed up slightly.
Especially when he saw the slightly surprised expression on his disciple's face, Taoist Xu Ping was secretly relieved.
I feel that I have finally regained my dignity and dignity as a teacher.
...
After some small talk, Master Boyunlei, Taoist Feng Feng Huohuo, went back to the Yamen of Ghosts and Gods Division to run errands, and Taoist Master Xu Ping also followed him.
"Junior Brother, Second Senior Uncle Yunfeng Taoist, Junior Senior Uncle Yunxi Taoist is a bit far away from Guangping County, and I won't be able to get there for a while. I'm very free for the time being. Do you have a place you want to go? Senior Brother, I'll be there for you.
Guide.”
Senior brother Zhenqing is particularly enthusiastic about Chu Chen.
There is no other reason. Zhenqing has been cultivating the eighth-level Taoism for many years, and is only one step away from the seventh-level Taoism.
In the past, Lingshan sect disciples had to consider one question when they reached this critical stage of cultivation - whether to switch to another method.
This issue is so critical that there is no room for carelessness.
If you plan to change to another method, you must make plans in advance and plan the method to change to.
[Hunyuan Shaping] cultivates the way of Hunyuan Yin and Yang, which covers all things. It is easy to switch to other methods, and you will basically not encounter any difficulties.
However, Senior Brother Zhenqing is reluctant to give up [Hunyuan Form Refining].
[Hunyuan Form Refining] It is difficult to describe the methods of modifying the basic methods of the Immortal Sect without using them...
The inheritance of truly top-notch skills is not spread casually.
Although it is possible to cultivate to a more profound state by modifying the fundamental method, the power of the exercises is far inferior.
If it was not helpless, who would be willing to abandon the master's martial arts that he had practiced hard for many years and join another school.
Chu Chen presented the secret method of the Golden Light Divine Curse, [Hunyuan Form Refining], which can be practiced to at least the fifth level...
For Zhenqing, this is undoubtedly a blessing from heaven.
What kind of cultivation method should I change? Isn’t it good for the master’s cultivation method?
In the future, all the Yuanjuns will be enlightened and transformed into gods, and all the gods will stand in their bodies. How domineering and domineering they will be.
Chu Chen could guess the reason for his senior brother's enthusiasm and smiled:
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I really want to go somewhere."
"where?"
"White Crane Academy!"
The academy is located thirty miles east of the city, surrounded by green mountains and gurgling streams.
Baihe Academy has a great reputation.
It is not only the first academy in Guangping County, but also a first-class academy in Qingzhou as a whole. There are many great scholars in the academy, and it is a holy place in the minds of countless scholars.
The pure energy between heaven and earth gathers in the academy, and external evil spirits and ghosts dare not invade.
Many people saw this clearly and built houses based on the academy to live in for a long time.
Firstly, it will give you a sense of security, and secondly, it will be tainted with the culture of the academy, which will benefit the next generation.
Therefore, a lively town gradually formed next to Baihe Academy, full of tourists and quite prosperous.
"Junior brother, if your friend can enter Baihe Academy and become a disciple of a great Confucian scholar, that is quite impressive."
Walking on the streets of Baihe Town, Senior Brother Zhenqing gave him a thumbs up in praise.
This is not a compliment to Zhenqing, it is just the truth.
The scholars who can enter Baihe Academy are all outstanding among people. If they formally become a disciple of a great Confucian scholar, their future will be limitless.
Chu Chen nodded:
"My good friend's surname is Zhang and his given name is Lin Sheng. He is not interested in Confucian classics and has only achieved the title of scholar. However, he is obsessed with the art of painting and is extremely talented in it!"
"That's even more remarkable."
Zhenqing was well-informed and had a good vision. When he heard that the great scholar had recruited scholars because of his painting skills, his face was full of surprise:
"This friend of yours must have condensed the wonderful spirit of painting, which is great. For a painter who has condensed the wonderful spirit of painting, a piece of calligraphy will be worth a lot of money in the future."
After saying that, Senior Brother smiled innocently and said:
"Junior brother, please give me some recommendations later."
As the eldest disciple of the Deputy Chief of the Department of Ghosts and Gods of Guangping County, looking at the entire Guangping County, Senior Brother Zhenqing cannot make friends with anyone he wants to make friends with.
But right now, Senior Brother Zhenqing seems quite eager, not joking at all.
Chu Chen was stunned. Is it true or not that the scholar's exquisite painting skills are so amazing?
Chu Chen was quite serious: "Well, senior brother, the painter's calligraphy treasure that embodies the wonderful spirit of painting is very valuable?"
Senior Brother Zhenqing nodded, quite envious of Chu Chen for getting to know the scholar so early:
"It's very valuable! Junior brother, I must introduce him to this talented man later."
Think about it, your best friend has suddenly become a great painter. He can paint a picture casually and it will be extremely impressive. If you don't agree with each other on weekdays, he will give you a calligraphy treasure...
After thinking about it for a moment, Chu Chen immediately became more excited than his senior brother Zhenqing.
He was so poor that he wished he could tie the scholar into his study and paint for him every day.
Draw day by day, draw every night, draw while eating, draw while going to the toilet...
"Senior brother, what are you waiting for? The scholar should be waiting for us at the gate of the academy. Hurry up!"
"Then hurry up, don't make people wait."
In the busy city, the two brothers did not cast spells, but their pace was obviously much faster, and they walked with wind.
"Brother Chu, I'm here!"
Outside Baihe Academy, Zhang Xiucai stretched his head and looked around.
Upon seeing Chu Chen, the scholar seemed quite happy and excited, waving repeatedly.
This appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people at the entrance of the academy, and they all looked over.
Zhang Xiucai took three steps at a time and walked towards Chu Chen.
However, when Chu Chen watched Zhang Xiucai approaching, he remained indifferent. His whole body was like a wooden pillar, dazed, with no intention of responding to the scholar at all.
Zhang Xiucai pressed his hot face against his cold buttocks, feeling a little embarrassed and messy in the wind.
"Erlang! Is that you?"
Just when Zhang Xiucai and Zhenqing were about to speak, a sweet voice came from the door of the academy.
Immediately, a woman in red hurried towards the direction of the three of them.