The familiar scent of osmanthus enveloped Bai Zeqing. She felt like she was hallucinating again, and murmured: "Hey, Master, I see you again." Then due to excessive wear and tear, her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"What a mess!"
The Taoist priest hugged her with one hand and placed his other hand on her back.
Bai Zeqing was so dizzy that she finally managed to hold on to her master's sleeves and stand still. Only then did she feel a gentle warm current on her back melt into her limbs. Wherever the warm current passed, the numb and stiff parts of her body seemed to have been touched by countless cow hairs again.
The needles were inserted densely.
Bai Zeqing broke out in a cold sweat. She felt like she had suffered a lot, and her breath was stuck in her chest. It took a long time before she could catch her breath. The breath was so fast that she choked out a heart-breaking cough.
The Taoist priest frowned and patted her back, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Idiot!"
While the Taoist priest was guiding the energy that was flying around in her body back to its proper place, he was blowing his beard and glaring at someone, wanting to curse. He couldn't find the right words for a long time, and finally choked out: "How could there be an idiot like you! Why are you so fierce? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?
What?"
After a long while, Bai Zeqing came to his senses, feeling guilty but happy, and weakly asked: "Master, it's really you! Why are you back!"
"It's embarrassing to say that I wasted my formation stones on setting up a teleportation formation."
The Taoist priest let her go and saw her sitting down holding on to the edge of the bed. For a moment, he wanted to kick her again.
He stared at the little wooden figure on the bed with a complicated expression - the golden thread that bound him was still intact and slowly wandering, and there was a looming light gold dotted thread in it that was leaning like a gossamer, hanging on the small
The man's chest was almost gone.
It can be seen that Bai Zeqing learned the secrets of the puppet spirit technique by "self-taught" from a book, but it can be seen that he soon lost his strength, even exhausted, and was counterattacked by the puppet spirit and his own puppet thread.
It was obvious that he could cut off and break away as soon as he was bitten by the backlash, but he refused to give up. If he hadn't interrupted himself, this little wooden figure would probably have become the first puppet with two puppet spirits in history, and he would still be an ownerless puppet.
The Taoist priest found that he regarded Bai Zeqing as a former seeker and just threw away the book and ignored it. This was a big mistake and almost caused trouble.
How big of an evil eye does this thing have on its chest?
The Taoist priest lowered his face, glared at her fiercely, and then asked: "Do you understand "Puppet Spirit Art"?"
Obviously not. Bai Zeqing didn't dare to say anything.
The Taoist priest stepped on the chair and sat down on Bai Zeqing's desk. He lowered his head and stared at this ignorant little kid: "How dare you perform magic if you don't understand?"
Bai Zeqing's head is lower.
Because she was Brother Qi's puppet, deep down she felt that even if there was danger, it wouldn't be too much. She really wanted to give it a try, but at this moment she couldn't even find an excuse.
The Taoist priest's eyes grew colder and he said, "How long have you been practicing the puppet spirit technique? Can your five fingers form puppet threads?"
Dare she say that even one of the puppet threads has not solidified?
Bai Zeqing stared at the floor, almost wanting to dig a hole.
The Taoist priest showed no mercy, and said slowly and ruthlessly with thin lips: "What, do you want to sacrifice yourself to eat a puppet? Do you want to try to become a demon?"
Becoming a demon? What kind of ghost? Zen Master Cifa only said that sacrificing one’s body and eating puppets was a witchcraft, but he didn’t say that one could become a demon!
Bai Zeqing's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to quibble: "Master, I..." For a moment, he didn't know how to quibble.
The Taoist priest stared at her, waiting to see her deny it or cry out of fear - anyway, she cried in front of him at every turn.
Unexpectedly, Bai Zeqing did not deny it or cry this time. She just stood there wiltingly. After a while, she glanced at him secretly, lowered her head, and admitted softly: "Master, I was wrong." She said.
I think it's better not to quibble.
The Taoist priest sneered in his heart, not believing that Bai Zeqing could truly repent: "Where did you go wrong?"
Bai Zeqing: "..."
Sure enough, it's not sincere.
The Taoist priest sighed and looked at Bai Zeqing who was carefully looking at him secretly. He felt very tired after not seeing him for a long time.
If he continues like this, his appearance may catch up with his actual age.
He looked at the cold sweat on Bai Zeqing's forehead and wanted to scold her a few more words harshly. He opened his mouth but couldn't think of anything good to say, so he frowned and looked at her, looking a little deep.
Bai Zeqing felt extremely guilty.
She had been most afraid of letting down other people's kindness since she was a child. Now her mind was not so rigid, and she knew that Master was delaying important things to save her. She suddenly felt that she had caused a big disaster, so she said sincerely again: "Master,
I was wrong! I was really wrong."
The Taoist priest said nothing, looked at her for a long time, and then said: "I'm afraid it's fate."
He waved to Bai Zeqing, casually pulled her sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and asked: "Do you really want to practice?"
Bai Zeqing raised his head in shock, ignoring the sweat stains on the sleeves of his blue robe, and looked at the Taoist priest in disbelief: "Master, are you really willing to accept me as your disciple?"
"For thousands of years, our predecessors have walked three thousand roads," the Taoist priest said seriously. "The pale words in the classics record the paths that many ancestors took and the final results...or fate. But they never recorded the hardships of this journey. I only
I hope you can think clearly and avoid choosing this difficult path if possible."
Bai Zeqing seemed to understand, but felt that the warning was extremely heavy. He nodded involuntarily, shook his head again, and said stubbornly: "Master, the Buddha said that all living beings suffer. How can there be a path in this world that is not difficult? I am willing.
I will practice with Master and ask Master to teach me!"
"Not only is it difficult, but there are only a handful of people who can achieve enlightenment."
"Disciples are not afraid of hardships and do not seek to prove the Tao, but they seek to obey their will!" She knew that Brother Qi was already the soul of the Tao. If she did not take this path and enter this avenue, she might never have the chance to protect Brother Qi.
"Follow your heart?" The Taoist priest shook his head, "Three thousand avenues, if you want to follow your heart, you must first reach the top. It's not easy."
"Then go to the top!" Bai Zeqing's blood surged and he shouted this without thinking.
The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly, these words sounded very familiar.
He lightly jumped off the desk, looked at her quietly with deep eyes, raised his hand and gently pressed her shoulders, and said: "I remind you of the last sentence, those who join our family have a heavy responsibility and are likely to be lonely throughout their lives.
It is even more painful than the separation you have experienced in this world. Have you thought clearly?"
It was not the first time that Bai Zeqing was so close to her master, but it was the first time that she could clearly see the brilliance of the stars in his eyes. She lost her mind for a moment. When the master gently patted her shoulder again, she nodded heavily.
He nodded and said: "Yes, Master, I have thought it through!" What is there to be afraid of being alone all her life? Isn't she just lonely and helpless now?
The Taoist priest frowned slightly, but added another sentence: "Nowadays, the spiritual energy is thin, and practicing hard is not as good as a stable life! Do you really have no regrets?"
Taoist priests have always been taciturn, but they have never been as verbose as they are today. This shows that this matter is no small matter.
However, Bai Zeqing had already made up her mind. She looked at her master with stern eyes and nodded heavily: "Master, don't worry, I am willing to practice with you and will not regret it!" The moment Ningzhou city was destroyed, she had lost the qualification to live a stable life.
If you can practice with the Taoist priests, at least you can protect yourself and Brother Qi's puppet soul! At the worst level, you may not be able to reach the top and follow your heart.
The Taoist priest finally let go of his hand, slowly took a step back, and said seriously: "In that case, let's become my disciple."
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