As usual, Song Shuhang easily completed his morning test.
Taking advantage of his free time, he opened the Nine Provinces (1) Group to take a look.
In the chat history, there was a selfie sent by Fairy Lychee, it was so beautiful that no words could describe it. She seemed to have moved to a new immortal cave today, so she took many selfies, every one of them pleasing to the eye.
Below were the likes given by the seniors online in the group.
But without Beihe Sanren and Three Waves, the two main water armies, the Nine Provinces (1) Group was much quieter these few days.
The moment Song Shuhang came online, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun noticed him.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun quickly asked, "Shuhang Little Friend, how is Venerable White recently?"
"He's fine, everything's fine." Song Shuhang replied, and at the same time, his mind immediately recalled the arduous desert experience yesterday, "But after Senior White became a Stage Seven Spiritual Venerable, she gained the 'Illusory Reality' skill. This skill is really amazing, it's so awesome!"
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun sent a 'sweat' emoji.
Recently, he felt especially sad when he communicated with Song Shuhang. He always felt that Song Shuhang was living in an abyss of suffering every day.
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At this time, Medicine Master, who was thousands of miles away, calmly closed his phone.
When Song Shuhang came online, he wanted to send a message to ask if he was safe and say that he might go back in a few days. But he wrote slowly …
When he was halfway through writing, Song Shuhang mentioned that Senior White had learned the 'Illusory Reality' skill. Medicine Master immediately deleted the message that he had painstakingly written halfway.
Then, he silently continued to lurk, pretending that he didn't see Song Shuhang.
After Medicine Master closed his phone, he called out, "Purple Mist, are you there?"
"I'm always here." Riverly Purple Mist's voice came from downstairs.
She was currently staring blankly at the computer screen — on the screen was Medicine Master carefully closing his phone. Yes, Riverly Purple Mist had installed a very advanced camera in Apothecary's room. She had also used various spells on it, so the camera was temporarily not discovered by Apothecary.
With a disciple like her, Apothecary had it tough, in every sense of the word.
"There's a visitor coming later, an old friend of mine. Go and buy something to eat, then bring that jar of our best 'Celestial Wine' over. "The Medicine Master said.
"Celestial Wine?" Riverly Purple Mist nodded slightly. This was a precious medicinal wine, and Apothecary usually couldn't bear to drink too much of it. This time, he actually took it out to serve his good friend. It seemed that the other party held a high position in Apothecary's heart.
"Is it a man or a woman?" Riverly Purple Mist asked. This was the main point!
"A man!" Apothecary answered calmly. He was already used to it, so his answers were clean and direct.
"Alright, I'll get it done quickly." Riverly Purple Mist shut down the computer and replied.
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Soon, Apothecary's friend came over.
It was a sage-like Daoist with white hair and a ruddy complexion. He stroked the dust with one hand and wore a Daoist robe. His current identity was that of a registered Daoist priest in Huaxia, so he wore a Daoist robe when he went out.
After the Daoist entered, he let out a loud and clear laugh. "Apothecary, I'm here."
Apothecary went forward and gave the Daoist a warm hug.
The two of them sat down, and Riverly Purple Mist obediently went forward to pour wine for them. In front of outsiders, she always gave Apothecary enough face and played the role of an 'obedient and obedient' disciple.
"Celestial Wine, Wu Yinzi, your favorite." Apothecary raised his wine cup and lightly clinked it with Daoist Priest Wu Yinzi.
"Hehe, I can only taste this Celestial Wine here at your place." Wu Yinzi sighed.
After three rounds of wine, Wu Yinzi was slightly tipsy. "Apothecary, you're still young, but I'm really getting old."
Apothecary's hand froze slightly, and he lightly sighed.
Wu Yinzi and Apothecary were of the same generation, and in terms of cultivation talent, Wu Yinzi was superior to Apothecary. However, in the past, Wu Yinzi suffered a fatal injury. It injured his Daoist root, and his lifespan was greatly reduced.
Moreover, his cultivation level had stagnated at the Fourth Stage Realm, and he hadn't advanced for hundreds of years. If Wu Yinzi still couldn't find a way to advance, his lifespan would probably end soon.
"You don't have to sigh for me. After so many years, I'm already used to it." Wu Yinzi laughed. Then, he nodded slightly at Riverly Purple Mist, who was pouring wine for him, and changed the topic. "Your disciple, Lady Purple Mist, is still the obedient one."
Riverly Purple Mist smiled proudly.
Apothecary chuckled in agreement.
"That disciple that I've just accepted always annoys me to the point that I want to chop him in half!" Talking about his disciple, the Daoist had a constipated expression.
"Wu Yinzi, when did you accept a disciple?" Apothecary asked curiously.
"About ten years ago, I met a disciple who's very suitable to inherit my legacy." Wu Yinzi recalled. "You know my situation. I've been looking for a disciple who can inherit my legacy for a long time, but I haven't been able to find a suitable disciple. Seeing that I don't have much time left, I finally found one. Therefore, I didn't care about the consequences and accepted him as my disciple. "
Didn't care about the consequences? Apothecary asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with your disciple?"
"Yes … he's a westerner. But after he became my disciple, he settled down in China. "Wu Yinzi sighed.
"He's not used to it. After all, we've never accepted a disciple from the west. But, your situation is special, so everyone can understand. "Apothecary nodded.
But, even if he's a western disciple, Wu Yinzi shouldn't be this annoyed, right?
"I first accepted that idiot as my in-name disciple, then prepared to impart techniques to him so that he can build his foundation. Do you know what he said? "Wu Yinzi finished the wine in his cup in one gulp." That idiot said, 'Didn't China's martial arts originate from Shaolin? He said he wanted to learn Shaolin martial arts! Golden Bell Shield, Iron Skin Shirt! And Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills! "
Apothecary's face twitched.
"I was so angry that I gave that idiot a good beating. I'm a Daoist!" Wu Yinzi gritted his teeth.
"But did you know? After I gave that idiot a good beating, he went to the hairdresser's that night and shaved himself bald. Then, he came back to me proudly. Think about it, my sect is a Daoist sect, but a western monk sneaked into it. If it weren't for the fact that I still have some face in the sect, that idiot would've been chased out by the people in the sect! "
"In order to let my legacy be passed on, I endured it. I brought him along to cultivate, and finally, he completed his foundation building. After that, I formally accepted him as my personal disciple. Do you know what that idiot asked for? He actually wanted me to burn his ring scars! He said, 'Don't you burn your ring scars when you become a monk?'
"Ring scars, have you ever seen a Daoist burn their ring scars?"
"In the end, that idiot pestered me for a whole year! I was so depressed that I could only burn four of them for him. "
Speaking up to this point, Wu Yinzi's expression was as if he didn't want to live anymore. "But, that idiot said, 'Don't all monks in movies have six ring scars? He insisted that I burn two more of them for him. "
"I was so angry that I gave him a good beating on the spot."
"Then … the next day, that idiot went back to burn two ring scars on himself! I gave him a good beating again! "
"That's not all … After much difficulty, he finally cultivated to the realm of three apertures. I really couldn't stand his torment anymore, so I arranged for him to leave the mountain after I completed his apprenticeship ceremony. Originally, our sect only allowed disciples to leave the mountain after reaching the third stage of cultivation. However, the sect leader's junior brother was also tormented badly by that guy. What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over. So, we arranged for him to leave the mountain together. On the day of his apprenticeship, we gave him a Daoist robe magic treasure and a magic sword for protection. "
"But that idiot … on that day, he stuck a layer of kasaya skin on the Daoist robe! Then, he secretly looked for the sect leader's junior brother and changed his flying sword into a broken 'Vajra Scepter'. I was so angry that I went crazy! I gave him a good beating again. "
"A few years later, I went to see him again. Unexpectedly, that idiot had learned a lot of buddhist scriptures. I have no idea where he got his hands on the (Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture) and ferried away a lot of souls, accumulating light of virtue all over his body. "
"If I didn't look at his foundation in cultivation techniques, everyone would think that he's a buddhist disciple! At this time, I don't have the face to bring him back to my sect! "After saying this much, Wu Yinzi filled his cup once more.
This disciple is a daoist and buddhist dual cultivator? Daoist on the inside and buddhist on the outside?
After listening to the last part, the corner of Medicine Master's mouth twitched.
Was there really such a coincidence in this world? He recalled what Song Shuhang had told him before. That western monk had taken the blame for a murder on the train and was gloriously arrested...
That western monk couldn't be the disciple of this old friend of his, right?
After thinking up to this point, Medicine Master secretly asked, "Wu Yinzi, where's that idiot disciple of yours?"
"Not long ago, he went to prison to play with eggs." Wu Yinzi clenched his teeth and said, "I don't know how, but he ended up in prison. As soon as I got the news, I used my connections to get him out. But I didn't expect that idiot to become addicted to prison and refuse to come out. He said that he would only come out after advancing to the Second Stage on the dragon platform. I'm so angry! After he comes out, I'll definitely catch him and whip him for ten days and ten nights! "
Medicine Master raised his head and put on a sigh. If he didn't raise his head, he was afraid that he would burst out laughing in front of his good friend. That would be too rude.
Needless to say, this old friend's Daoist disciple was the western monk that Song Shuhang had mentioned.
What a coincidence ~
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Time flew, and another day of exams came to an end.
Song Shuhang returned home and cautiously opened the gate.
He didn't go in immediately, but took a look inside. After seeing that it was a normal backyard, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, he cautiously crossed half of his body and tightly held the gate with one hand.
After confirming that everything was safe and sound, he felt relieved and entered the house.
"Shuhang Little Friend, you're back." Venerable White was in the small courtyard. It seemed he had been waiting for Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang stiffened. Soon after, he smiled and said, "Senior, you're not practicing today?"
"I'm already done." Venerable White smiled and said, "Shuhang, what cultivation technique did you learn? I've been troubling you for the past few days. Today, let me guide you in your practice! "
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