"Your disciple? Why did you accept a girl as your disciple?" Yu Zhenzi was very surprised, "Then we really flooded the Dragon King Temple, and one family did not recognize the other."
"She is extremely talented, and her cultivation level is already above mine, even surpassing that of my master."
"Isn't it? Has she already cultivated to the point where she can guide the gods back to their origin?" Yu Zhenzi shouted, "It's impossible. How old is that girl? Even if she started practicing from her mother's womb, she would still be able to achieve it.
The master could barely enter this realm back then. By the way, senior brother, what about you?"
"I have also entered the initial state of Guiding God Guiyuan, but Niuniu has reached the deep state. She may soon break Guiding God Guiyuan, and it is not surprising to enter the state of Guiding Yuan Transformation." Yu Qing nodded.
Yu Zhenzi opened his mouth in disbelief, "This...isn't possible? In the past thousands of years, only our ancestor has entered the Daoyuan Transformation Realm."
"Everything that is impossible is possible for her. She is a strange child. As for the dead soul in her, don't worry about it. It is her own fate." Yu Qing said.
"Why? Did senior brother already know this?" Yu Zhenzi asked.
Yuqing nodded.
"That's really strange! If she has cultivated to such a high level and her spells are so powerful, logically speaking, it is impossible for her to be haunted by dead souls." Yu Zhenzi said doubtfully.
Yuqing pondered without answering, picked up the soul-gathering mirror, looked at it for a while, and put it in a drawer in the room, preparing to find a suitable moment to transcend the ghosts inside.
Yu Zhenzi had always been deeply curious about Yang Zimei, and pestered Yu Qing to take him down the mountain to see her again.
Yuqing couldn't defeat him, so she had to take him down the mountain and take a car to City A to find Yang Zimei.
Seeing the arrival of the master, Yang Zimei was naturally very happy. After the house was built, she had always wanted Yuqing to live in it, but he stayed on the mountain and said he wanted to help the villagers solve their problems.
Seeing Yu Zhenzi following Yu Qing, Yang Zimei asked doubtfully: "Master, he is -"
"Little nephew, I am your uncle, be good, hurry up and call me uncle, I will forget the shame of you kicking me yesterday." Yu Zhenzi said with a playful smile.
Master uncle?
Yang Zimei looked at Yu Zhenzi, whose temperament and posture were completely different from Yu Qing's, and it was hard to imagine that the two came from the same school.
"Well, Niuniu, he is your uncle Yuzhenzi." Yuqing said from the side.
"Master...Uncle..." Yang Zimei screamed a little awkwardly. This person who looked wretched, sloppy, and had no magic power. She thought he was a fake Taoist priest, but he turned out to be her uncle. This world is really fantasy.
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"Good little nephew!" Yu Zhenzi said with joy on his face, "Hurry up and take us into the house. I want to see what your house is like."
Yang Zimei was sweating as he led them into the courtyard.
"Wow! It smells so comfortable!" Yu Zhenzi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "It's more comfortable than the mountains. Young nephew, you won't attract all the vitality of City A here, will you? How did you do it?
Did it?"
Yang Zimei smiled lightly and said nothing, because it was really difficult for her to explain this.