In addition to being diligent in his practice, Chu Chen's greatest achievement is making new friends.
Most of this group of Taoist disciples came from Guangping County and the Ghost and God Departments of the counties under its jurisdiction.
All of them are official immortal officials according to the Eight Classics, have immortal positions, and have been in charge of specific tasks in the Yamen of the Department of Ghosts and Gods.
Most people are at the eighth level of Taoism, and there are only a few people like Chu Chen who are at the ninth level.
These people are either the deputy director of a certain county's Department of Ghosts and Gods, or they have served in a certain county's Ghosts and Gods Institute, and all of them are very capable.
After half a month, Chu Chen got to know a large number of people and greatly expanded his network of contacts.
Make friends, both close and distant.
In addition to making friends by casting a wide net, he also made a new friend who he liked very much.
Wang Ping, whose Taoist name is Pingyun Mountain, is an eighth-level Taoist practitioner. He is an eighth-level Fu Mage and an eighth-level Five Thunder Commander. He belongs to the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect.
Wan Lei Sect is the first-class immortal cultivating sect in Qingzhou. It cultivates alchemy internally and thunder method externally. It has many disciples and is powerful. Its influence in Qingzhou is not small. Lingshan Sect is far from comparable.
Wang Ping was also born into a very noble family.
The Wang family is a large family in Qingzhou, and there are many capable people in the family.
Either joining Confucianism or joining the army, I have a lot of connections in all aspects.
Wang Ping did not like studying for imperial examinations, nor was he interested in joining the army, but he only loved cultivating immortality.
The Wang family did not agree at first. Their family's influence in the Taoist sect was far inferior to that of the Confucian sect and the military, and they could not bring much help to Wang Ping.
It's a pity that Wang Ping has a stubborn temper and his family can't do anything about him.
If you have a good background, your starting point will be higher than others.
The family elders kept saying that they could not help Wang Ping, but in the end, they sent him to the "Wan Lei Sect", a top sect in Qingzhou, to learn the extremely powerful thunder method.
Wang Ping's experience is somewhat similar to Chu Chen's.
Perhaps they had the same experience, entered the Taoist monastery in the same group, and were also interested in the art of making incense.
As a result, the two quickly got to know each other and became quite attached to each other.
Wang Ping has an extraordinary background, but he does not have the arrogance and arrogance of a disciple of a noble family or a major sect. On the contrary, he is easy to get along with.
Well, except that it's a bit unseemly.
Yunshuiju, reception hall.
Wang Ping was dressed in a green Taoist robe, spotless, with pointed eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth. He looked like a handsome young man, but his sitting posture was carefree and informal.
"Brother Chu, hurry up. Ningxiang and everyone are giving lectures at the Taoist Academy today. You can't miss it. I heard that Master Ningxiang is a great beauty. If you miss it and see her beauty, you will regret at least half of it.
moon."
Chu Chen smiled. Wang Ping didn't like the Taoist title of Pingyunshanren given by his master, so the two of them still called each other normally.
"Everyone at Ningxiang? But you are the incense master from the Taoist Academy?"
"Everyone" is the Dachang Dynasty's respect for knowledgeable women.
This Ningxiang master is a successful practitioner and has at least six levels of Taoism. His age is unknown, but I think he is over half a century old.
However, this Ningxiang has an ageless appearance and is more delicate and charming than a girl.
From the monks of Dean Cang Qingzi's generation to the junior monks of Wang Ping's generation, everyone was fascinated by it.
In fact, those who practice spiritually are successful in their practice and have long lifespans, but their appearance is not as good as their appearance. They take age very lightly.
Is it appropriate for Wang Ping to pursue everyone in Ningxiang?
Of course, it is appropriate. This is no longer about holding gold bricks, but flying into the clouds and soaring into the sky.
In addition, the Wanlei sect of Master Wang Ping has a "precept" discipline, but it does not prohibit disciples from finding a Taoist partner, which is similar to the rules of the Lingshan sect.
"That's right~ Ningxiang and everyone may accept a group of registered disciples today. Let's go and give it a try. Maybe we can become our disciples. When the time comes, those who are closest to the water will get the moon first. Wouldn't it be wonderful!"
Wang Ping smiled "hehe".
At this moment, he looks a bit like Zhang Xiucai.
However, Zhang Xiucai likes ghost wives and witches, while Wang Ping only likes powerful female cultivators.
Chu Chen laughed and said:
"Heartless traitor!"
"That's wrong!" Wang Ping shook his head: "We are registered disciples, not formal disciples. We have not entered the Dharma lineage. How can we be called treasonous and immoral."
Chu Chen smiled and did not answer, but left Yunshui Residence with Wang Ping and hurried to the Taoist Temple.
"Brother Chu, do you think we can join our family?"
On the way, Wang Ping felt a little uneasy and couldn't help but ask questions.
The one who answered him was not Chu Chen, but the little devil.
"Senior Brother Wang, you see your auspicious stars are shining brightly and you will have good fortune. Everything will go well for you today. Just wait to hear the good news!"
The little ghost climbed up from the bookcase and jar, held an oil-paper umbrella, lay on Chu Chen's shoulders, and vowed.
Wang Ping was stunned and said in surprise:
"Little devil, can you predict bad luck?"
"Yes!" The little kid nodded solemnly and said excitedly: "My omens are very good. If you hear bad news from me, there is absolutely nothing wrong with running away. My senior brother's safety when he goes out depends on my warning!"
When he said this, the little devil looked so proud and his chest stood up high.
At first glance, it seems a bit convincing.
After all, in the spiritual world, many soul boys who predict bad luck look like this.
Wang Ping didn't know the inside story, so when he saw the little ghost boy so sure and remembered the wonder of the "spiritual boy with a bad omen", he felt happy in his heart.
"Hahahaha~ Thank you little soul boy for your guidance. If it comes true, I will definitely be rewarded!"
Wang Ping, who was born as a noble son, is quite generous and generous.
There is a reward!
The little devil's eyes lit up, his eyes were full of stars, and he made a bow with his little hands:
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang, for the reward. If it comes true, you can just give the little devil a piece of incense to benefit the soul. Thank you very much."
The little ghost is young and has a childlike nature, but he is extremely particular about propriety.
It knows very well that the reason why it can ask for favors and rewards from outsiders is entirely because of the face of its master and senior brother.
If you want more, the favor is my master, and my senior brother will owe it.
Therefore, when asking for rewards from outsiders, it never opens its mouth like a lion, it is really asking for luck.
Prince Wang Pinggui was born, and when he heard a stick of Yihun Xinxiang, he immediately became happy and waved his hand:
"What kind of incense stick can I get? I need at least a hundred sticks to start with!"
When the little ghost boy heard this, his heart was beating so fast that he could no longer hold an oil-paper umbrella.
However, it did not agree directly. Instead, it hugged its senior brother's neck, stretched its head over, and looked at its senior brother sensibly, asking for his opinion.
One hundred sticks of incense were too much, and he didn't dare to ask for them.
"Little devil, Brother Wang is a rich man with a rich family. If he rewards you, you can take it."
Chu Chen laughed.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang. Congratulations to Senior Brother Wang for your wish coming true!"
When the little kid heard this, he was so happy that he swayed from side to side and jumped up and down on the book box.
"Hahaha~"
Wang Ping was also quite happy and hugged the little ghost boy from the book box. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
The little soul boy could foretell bad luck, and his words were pleasant. He was really happy.
When Chu Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
Brother Wang Ping, you are still too young.
How dare you ask the little devil for good news and proper poisonous milk? I don't even dare to ask.