While Ceng Shangxing and his disciple were discussing matters in the cave, Yu 'er was led to the back of the mansion to settle down. He was very curious about his surroundings. Seeing that the boy was about one or two years older than him, he thought for a moment and asked, "Apprentice Brother?"
The boy hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I don't deserve such a title, you can just call me An Mo."
Yu 'er did not understand and asked, "Is there a difference?"
An Mo said, "Of course there is a difference. You are Ceng Daozhang's disciple and master's disciple, you are destined to be a celestial being who can fly in the sky and burrow into the earth. But to put it bluntly, I am just a servant who serves the immortals in the cave."
Yu 'er asked, "Then can your Apprentice Brother An Mo cultivate?"
An Mo saw that Yu 'er was easy to talk to and that they were close in age, so he said a few more words and said,
Like us, our duties are divided into greeting, greeting, delivering blessings and living in peace. If we don't make any mistakes in three years, we can move up a rank. But if we are unlucky, we might not be able to make it even after ten years. If we are lucky, we can enter the living in peace after twelve years and become a disciple of the immortals. But at that time, we will have long passed the suitable time for cultivation. We can only hope to be bestowed with some miraculous pills to prolong our lives and we will be satisfied. "
Yu 'er's little face was nervous and asked, "Then, do I have to do the same?"
An Mo shook his head and said, "I was personally brought into the mansion by Master Ceng and am a disciple. Of course I don't have to work hard, I only need to cultivate and meditate every day."
As he said this, he revealed an unnatural expression of envy.
Yu 'er listened and thought for a while. Then he said seriously, "Apprentice Brother An Mo, if I learn Taoism, I will help you."
An Mo came to the cave when he was seven years old. Now it has been six years. Even though he is young, he has seen a lot. He thought, "When that time comes, you may not remember me." But he still put on a grateful expression and said, "Then I will thank you."
After An Mo left, Yu 'er felt a sense of urgency. He originally wanted to look around for fun things. But now he did not have the mood to play around. He took down a parcel that Ceng Shangxing had prepared for him from the wooden shelf. After fumbling around for a while, he took out two books.
The first was the "Pure Qi Scripture", but he had never studied it before he met Ceng Shangxing. Not long ago, he was able to read all the words. As a result, it was very strenuous to read. He looked at it for a while, scratched his head, and put it aside. Then he picked up another book.
On the cover of this book, there were three words "Finger Book", and the two words "Zhang Yan" were inscribed at the bottom of the book.
Yu 'er thought to herself, Teacher said that this is the name of the Patriarch.
Years ago, when Zhang Yan was in charge of the lower house, he saw some uneducated people who came up the mountain to seek Taoism. But because they did not understand it, they wasted their talent. It was a pity, so he wrote this Taoist book. It was not a top-notch technique, but when a disciple meditates, he can make hand signs with his fingers. Between the changes, he can control his breathing and feel the Qi in his body.
But even though he had done it casually, the disciples of Bright Nether Palace did not dare to be negligent. They believed that every action of the Ancestral Master contained deep meaning, and that there might be some profound technique involved. As a result, all those who entered the sect had to cultivate the Clear Qi Scripture while also cultivating this Book in the Finger.
There were very few words in the book, and most of them were hand signs. There were not many changes, and they were not complicated. There were only thirty-six of them.
Yu 'er was a young man, and his mind was still unsettled. Reading a book full of words was boring, but he was very interested in these hand signs. His hands moved around as if he was playing.
Not long after, he felt a wave of heat rising from his lower abdomen, and then it flowed around his body. It felt very comfortable, and before he knew it, he was gradually immersed in it.
At the same time, inside the Zhao You Prefecture, there were two female cultivators walking on clouds. The one in front was beautiful, and her body was slender and graceful. She wore a long dress with wide sleeves, and a long belt was wrapped around her arm. She was Liu Yanyi's second disciple, Lin Sixue.
The one behind her looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, and she wore a plain Daoist robe. She was beautiful, but her expression was cold. She was her disciple, Ruan Xinping.
Along the way, there were strange peaks and valleys, clear rivers, and clouds floating in the sky. It was full of Immortal Qi.
Now, as the Minor Kettle Realm continued to expand, the cave was a few times bigger than when Zhang Yan first got it. In the past, the disciples lived only a few feet away from each other, but now, all the cultivators who had reached the Core Transformation Realm had their own cave.
Yuanying Zhenren was even more different. He had his own wonderful landscape, but among the fourth generation disciples, only Zuo Hanzhang's disciple, Di Hui, was qualified to do so.
At this time, Lin Sixue looked up at the sky and saw a bright light hanging high in the sky. It was like the sun, but it was not dazzling. When it shone on her body, she felt a sense of warmth. She thought to herself, "Sixth Martial Uncle really brought a good treasure this time."
This was a Fixed Light Pearl that Wei Zihong took from the Yaoyin Clan a month ago. It could absorb the light of the sun and the moon, and reflect the inner court. It also had the effect of removing impurities and calming the mind.
With this thing hanging in the sky, the cave was divided into day and night. The disciples felt like they were walking in the open, and they did not have to spend any effort to observe the changes in the sky.
The two flew for about ten minutes and arrived in front of a clear lake. There was a jade peak in the middle of the lake, and there were more than a hundred pavilions built on it. There were flying eaves and arches, golden pillars, and jade bricks everywhere. The two came to the front of the sixteen-story pavilion and retracted their mana. They slowly floated down.
Zhangsun Qing hurriedly came out and bowed respectfully, "Disciple greets Grand Martial Uncle."
Lin Sixue's voice was gentle, "No need to be so courteous. Is your Grand Martial Uncle here?"
Zhangsun Qing said, "He is in the temple."
Lin Sixue said, "Lead the way."
Zhangsun Qing led the two through the corridors of the temple. Not long after, they arrived at a pond behind the temple. He bowed and said, "Grand Martial Uncle is fishing, disciple will not go over."
Lin Sixue nodded and said, "You can leave first."
She led her disciple forward. As they turned around a strange rock peak, they saw Zuo Hanzhang lying on top of a large rock. He was wearing a woven rush raincoat and had a stalk of grass in his mouth. His feet were bare, and he had a fishing rod propped up on his side. It looked like he was fishing, and he was humming a vulgar and inelegant tune.
Lin Sixue unconsciously put her hand on her forehead and sighed, "Senior Martial Brother, if the juniors see you like this, it will be very improper."
Zuo Hanzhang knew that the two were coming, but he didn't care. He said, "In the past, when I was in front of Master, I had to abide by the rules. I didn't dare to take big steps, and I didn't dare to breathe too loudly. Now that I'm at my own mountain, can't I be a little more presumptuous?"
Lin Sixue said, "If I knew that day, I wouldn't have spoken up for you in front of Master. Quickly stand up and say something. I still have disciples here. You are a senior, so you should at least have some dignity."
Zuo Hanzhang reluctantly stood up. He looked at Ruan Xinping and said, "Not bad, not bad. Just a little bit worse than my disciple."
When Ruan Xinping saw this uncle's mischievous appearance, she covered her mouth and giggled. But when she was glanced at by that seemingly unintentional gaze, she felt like a cold spring had been poured over her head, penetrating deep into her bones. She didn't dare to underestimate him anymore. She thought to herself, "No wonder Master always said that although Martial Aunt sits and walks as she pleases, when it comes to cultivation, no one in her generation can compare to her."
Lin Sixue said helplessly, "I know Senior Martial Brother has accepted a good disciple, but you don't have to keep talking about it, do you?"
Zuo Hanzhang laughed and said, "Senior Martial Brother, this is the only thing I'm proud of in my life. Among our generation, only Junior Martial Sister has a similar level of cultivation to me. If I don't show off in front of Junior Martial Sister, who else would I tell?"
Lin Sixue couldn't help but feel a little bitter. Zuo Hanzhang's disciple, Di Hui, was the first and only disciple of the fourth generation to reach the Yuanying stage.
But when Zuo Hanzhang accepted this disciple, he only casually took a stroll around the nine cities. That wasn't all. Zuo Hanzhang was very lazy, so after accepting him, he didn't teach him seriously. Di Hui was able to cultivate to this stage, all because of his own talent.
She had poured a lot of effort into her female disciples, but the first few were all unsatisfactory. Only when she accepted Ruan Xinping as her disciple did she finally feel a little better. But compared to Zuo Hanzhang's actions, it seemed like she didn't have a good teaching method. She couldn't help but feel annoyed and said, "Senior Martial Brother, sit down and talk."
Zuo Hanzhang saw that if he continued to tease her, this Junior Martial Sister might really get angry, so he put away his smile and asked, "Junior Martial Sister, what business do you have with me?"
Lin Sixue quietly sighed and said, "Isn't it because of my disciple?"
Zuo Hanzhang was startled and said, "What do you mean?" He looked at Ruan Xinping and shook his head, saying, "Could it be that you want me to teach your disciple? That won't do. You know that I have never accepted a female disciple … "
Lin Sixue unhappily said, "My own disciple doesn't need you to teach her. I came here for another matter. The disciples all spread the rumor that Grandmaster wants to choose a disciple from the third or fourth generation to become one of the Ten Grand Disciples. This Junior Martial Sister has never heard of this before, but after thinking about it, rumors can't be groundless. Senior Martial Brother has always been well-informed, so I hurried over to ask. If this is true, as the Master, this Junior Martial Sister should also plan for her disciple. "
After Zuo Hanzhang heard this, he was startled at first, then his expression became a little strange. He coughed and said, "This …"
Lin Sixue had been cultivating with this Senior Martial Brother since they were young, so she was very familiar with his temperament. Seeing him like this, she suddenly came to her senses. Her beautiful eyes widened and she said, "Senior Martial Brother, could it be that this rumor came from you?"
Zuo Hanzhang stammered, "If it wasn't for no other source, then it seems … it seems like it really came from this Senior Martial Brother …"
Lin Sixue was also angry and said, "You … how dare you! If Grandmaster finds out, he will definitely punish you!"
Zuo Hanzhang sighed twice and said in annoyance, "That day, I heard that Grandmaster was coming back, so I went to see a few of the younger disciples on a whim. But seeing that they were playing around all day, it was too outrageous, so I casually made up this story. I was hoping that these juniors would be a little more motivated, but I didn't expect that this would actually happen. But Grandmaster is broad-minded, so he probably won't care about such a small matter, right? "
Lin Sixue snorted and said resentfully, "With such a lazy elder like you here, how can you be serious? Grandmaster won't care about it, but when it comes to Master, let's see how you explain it!"
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