"Fist intention? He does have some skills. Let's see if he can really form a golden elixir within sixty years as you said."
Then he moved his eyes to the left and looked at the girl on Sikong Hong's left: "Then who is she?"
Deep in her eyes, a flash of surprise flashed. However, she also noticed that this girl was physically weak.
"No need to look any further! This girl has super-grade ice spirit roots, but she also has three cold yin veins. I just brought her back and showed her to Master."
Clearly aware of the disappointment in Su Qiu's eyes, Sikong Hong smiled and said, "Junior Brother Zhuang, you also saw it. I wonder if you can get out of the way? Master, I'm afraid I'm impatient with waiting."
Su Qiu squinted her eyes, and finally she snorted and got out of the way. Sikong Hong took the lead and walked into the bamboo building.
The space inside was far wider than Zhuang Wudao imagined. An old man in Taoist attire sat alone on the cloud bed.
Zhuang Wudao knew in his heart that this person was probably his future master Jie Fa Zhenren. Following Sikong Hong, they knelt down to salute, and at the same time, they also took a peek at the face of the old man in Taoist attire.
Feng Dao Gu, his face glowed red, and his demeanor was gentle. It was impossible to tell at all that this was a true Yuanshen who was about to end his life as mentioned by Sikong Hong.
This was the first time he met his master. After Sikong bowed, he stood up and stood aside, but Zhuang Wudao had to bow three times and kowtow nine times.
The girl, on the other hand, was helpless and prostrated herself behind him.
"Disciple Zhuang Wudao, pay homage to Master!"
"Get up! You and I, master and disciple, don't need to be polite!"
Master Jiefa smiled and waved his hand, and Zhuang Wudao was caught in a ray of glow, with a smile on his face that was extremely friendly. Compared with the situation Zhuang Wudao expected, it was brighter and different.
Sikong Hong nodded slightly when he heard this: "Master really hates the etiquette. Respect is not about etiquette, but about the heart. You can do whatever you want."
His face showed sadness again, and he said in a deep voice: "Master, Junior Brother Huaying is seriously injured and unconscious. I have brought him back safely."
Master Jiefa then looked at Ling Huaying, but he didn't show much sadness. Instead, he had a gloomy face and snorted coldly.
"I have just entered the golden elixir, and I don't know how much I weigh. He is arrogant and careless, and he is so flattered that he loses his head. He deserves to end up like this! Su Qiu, take him to the quiet room in the backyard and take good care of him. I will come back later
Go see him."
The temperature in the bamboo building seemed to have suddenly dropped a few degrees. Sikong Hong smiled bitterly, but did not dare to tell the difference for Ling Huaying. Su Qiu also bowed silently, then waved a ball of true energy to lift up Ling Huaying's body.
Leave.
It wasn't until the two of them left that Jiefazhen regained his smile and pointed beside him: "Wudao, come sit here and let me take a closer look."
Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt uneasy and guilty. He knew that this was mostly a rule of thumb and it depended on his qualifications. This was fine, but who asked him to use the blood sacrifice technique? There was a seed of demonic thoughts in his soul.
.
But he didn't dare not to obey, nor did he dare to show any hesitation. Zhuang Wudao secretly prayed that the 'yin and yang dual transformation method' taught to him by Yun'er could work. He followed the words and walked to the body of Master Jiefa.
He sat down on his side, and then he saw this Yuanshen realm veteran groping around with his hands.
Another trace of qi penetrated into his body, or pointed directly at the meridians in his body, or touched his bones and heart. In just a moment, the light in Master Jiefa's eyes became more and more shining.
He also said happily: "Not bad! Not bad! Excellent! I, the Xuanling Mountain lineage, have successors. Even without that kid Hua Ying, it is enough to support the family -"
Zhuang Wudao was at a loss and didn't understand. How could his spiritual roots be worthy of the four words "not bad" and "excellent"? Could it be that Master Jie Fa got it wrong?
But he suddenly remembered something in his heart. A few months ago, he had followed the instructions of the sword spirit and used golden dodder grass to forge a super-grade earth-moving hidden spirit root in his body.
Jiefa Zhenren said it was good and excellent, could it be that he was referring to his forged spiritual roots.
However, Master Jiefa is tens of thousands of miles away, so how can he know that he possesses the ‘super-grade hidden spiritual root’?
Sikong Hong frowned, his eyes full of confusion. He really couldn't see how Zhuang Wudao's spiritual roots could be worthy of the praise of 'excellent'. He even expressed dissatisfaction: "Master, Hua Ying
Junior brother, he is seriously injured and dying. If we don't save him, he may die soon. Master, but Master doesn't even look at junior brother, which is too callous."
"Isn't he still dead?"
Master Jiefa turned his head and squinted coldly: "Don't worry! That guy has a long life. He has practiced a life-saving method and met a noble person to help him. For a while, he will not lose his life. As for whether he can recover, it is appropriate.
It's up to him to recover. This sentence must not be spread outside."
Sikong Hong was startled for a moment, and then he couldn't suppress the surprise on his face: "Really? Junior Brother, he is really fine."
However, Master Jie Fa was too lazy to pay attention and patted Zhuang Wudao on the shoulder: "It's true, but remember not to be arrogant about your talent. If you practice hard, you will be able to become a blockbuster in the future. At that time, you can also let those who think that I am Jie Fa
If you are a dim-witted person and have no eyesight, look at it, am I really ignorant about my method of discipline? How can a beautiful jade in a stone appear in this world and dazzle in front of others without being carved and polished?"
Zhuang Wudao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Jie Fa was not aware of the demonic aura hidden in his body. The method taught by Yun'er was unexpectedly reliable.
His expression became more relaxed, and Zhuang Wudao also looked grateful and said: "It is Wudao's lifelong luck to be favored and appreciated by Master and accepted as his disciple! Disciples will definitely work hard to practice and will not let down Master's high expectations."
"I also know a little about your life experience. I'm afraid that you will be lazy, but you can't be lazy. I would like to advise you not to suffer too much. In life, there is more than just cultivation. Sometimes you stop.
Take a look, and you will gain something else. We monks must not take grudges too seriously and insist on harming others and ourselves."
Master Jiefa waved his hand and spoke solemnly. Seeing that although Zhuang Wudao was listening attentively, he actually didn't take it seriously, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. But it didn't show on his face: "And this girl, what's going on?
?”
"I met her at the foot of the mountain. She has super-grade ice spiritual roots, three cold yin veins, and is not willing to be included in the two mountains and seven peaks. But this woman insists on entering the path of spiritual practice, and kneels down and kowtows."
Sikong Hongyan explained concisely and concisely: "I didn't want to pay attention to it, but my junior brother looked at her differently and wanted to help. Anyway, if nothing happens, I will bring her here, or the master can find a way to solve her three-cold yin vein."
"We are not short of food on Xuanling Mountain. It won't be a big hindrance if one more person practices here."
Jiefa Zhenren's eyes showed a look of regret: "However, the three cold Yin veins are beyond my imagination as a teacher. Although I am good at alchemy refining, I am not good at medicine. I have never heard of any kind of elixir in the world.
It can cure the three cold yin meridians. This is a terminal disease. It would be better if she does not practice. She can live another fourteen thoughts. If she really embarks on the path of cultivation and enquiry, she will only have three years of life at most. It is a pity that she has a super spirit.
root."
After saying these words, Master Jiefa stood up and said: "I went to see Hua Ying, but I was still a little worried. Your junior brother's practice place and all the necessary things will be arranged by you. Remember.
We need a good place to live, and I think the vacant half-moon building on the north side is very good."
"Half Moon Tower? Master——"
Before Sikong Hong had time to speak, Master Jiefa had already stepped out of the bamboo building. His figure seemed to be moving slowly, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Sikong Hong was stunned on the spot, and then he said with a look of envy and envy: "Since the master has given the order, junior brother, please follow me."
Zhuang Wudao stood there, frowning and looking at the girl in white next to him. Perhaps he had completely given up the last trace of hope, and his autumn-like eyes were full of despair.
Sikong Hong sighed slightly: "I will send her back later. Cultivation will cost her her life."
The young girl knelt down again, with a resolute look on her face: "Disciple is devoted to the Tao, even if he only has three years left to live, he will not hesitate! I heard that there is a saying, 'If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.'
What's the difference between dying early and dying late? Please let the disciple die after hearing the Tao, and ask the immortal master and uncle to fulfill it!"
At the end, the word "Uncle Master" refers to Zhuang Wudao. She is also right. The person most likely to agree to her here is not Sikong Hong, but Zhuang Wudao. The identity of a true disciple is equivalent to building a foundation. Call her
Uncle Shi is not wrong either.
"Is it okay to die in the morning and die in the evening? A good person will die after hearing the Tao."
Sikong Hong became interested instead: "Do you really not care about fourteen years of age? Are you really willing to die rather than practice Taoism?"
"yes!"
The girl showed no hesitation and said: "Disciple cherishes life, but if he cannot enter the path of spiritual practice, he would rather die."
Zhuang Wudao was thoughtful. Looking at this girl, he was afraid that she was not interested in cultivating immortality, but had other reasons.
Either he is extravagantly hoping to continue his life through the practice of cultivation, or he is just like other people who are ignorant——
"When you say that, if I don't agree to you, it will be as if I, Sikong Hong, have no human feelings at all and want to kill you."
Sikong Hong stroked his chin with his hand, looking at the girl in front of him as if he were a strange baby: "By the way, I don't know yet, what is your name?"
"I am an immortal master, and my disciple is Xing Nie, whose name is Immortal Ling."
The girl's face was still pale, but there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"Nie? Nie Xianling? Yes, the name is nice."
Still using a teasing tone, Sikong Hong's expression gradually became solemn: "It's not impossible to accept you into Xuanling's sect. However, it's not worth it if you call in disciples to discuss you. If you want to practice, there is only one way.
, to become a spiritual servant. My disciple has just started and is short of four slaves. He is really
You are not a loser to others. Even though you are a spiritual slave, you can still practice the Taoism passed down by the Lichen Sect. Are you willing? But there is one thing to say, but it needs to be said first. If you don’t practice, you still have fourteen years to live.
.After practicing, you may lose your life at any time. After your death, don’t blame me, the Lichen Sect!”
Zhuang Wudao was stunned on the spot and took this girl as his spiritual slave. Sikong Hong was really out of his mind.