Celestial Immortal

   Chapter 549 Spring silkworms are dead!

  In March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

   Guangping Yunshuiju courtyard, with lush bamboos and green grass.

   The younger brother He Tong set up the altar, stepped on the gang, kept the divine calligraphy talisman, stroke by stroke, meticulous.

   "Edict!"

   With He Tong's low voice, the tip of the ink pen in his hand gave birth to a flash of light, and he outlined the last drawing of the word "mountain" on the yellow talisman paper, and the talisman was instantly written.

  The unremarkable yellow talisman paper quietly added a hint of indescribable charm, and the word "Taishan" in the talisman aperture flashed faintly.

  It's done!

  He Tong couldn't help but be overjoyed and came to Master with the Taishan Talisman in his hands:

   "Master, the talisman book has been completed."

   Daoist Xu Ping glanced at random and nodded absently:

   "It's not bad, but the heat is a little worse, and we have to keep working hard."

"Yes!"

   He Tong responded, and then he buried his head in the talisman again, feeling a little depressed.

   He practiced in the Taoist academy with his master, and met many fellow practitioners. Compared with his peers, he was considered very good. He was a ninth-rank Taoist and had mastered several magic spells, which was considered a small achievement.

   Although Master compliments him from time to time, he can see that Master encourages him a lot, and he is not really satisfied and proud.

  He Tong has always been wise and understands why Master's strict requirements arise.

  There is no other reason, the source all comes from his own senior brother.

   He didn't step into the world of practice before, he was ignorant, but after he really stepped into the world of practice, he realized how amazing his brother's talents and achievements were.

   "Hey, it's too difficult."

   Little junior brother He Tong sighed in his heart, gritted his teeth, and started writing again.

   Daoist Master Xu Ping did not know what his apprentice was thinking. Although his eyes fell on He Tong, his eyes were erratic, wandering in the sky and absent-minded.

  Vaguely, there is still a bit of worry.

   It has been almost two months since the East China Sea Feast, and the eldest apprentice Chu Chen has not returned.

Xu Ping is currently a sixth-rank immortal, and a fifth-rank Taoist. He is not a small role in the Xianting Ghosts and Gods Division. After inquiring from many sources, he already knew that the East China Sea Feast had changed, and his apprentice Chu Chen was trapped in Moyuan and surrounded and suppressed by the army of demons. , at any time in danger of death.

   Daoist Master Xu Ping was worried, upset and uncomfortable.

   Apprentice Chu Chen is not only an apprentice, but for him, he is also a Taoist companion on the road of cultivation. Whether it is deducing [Hunyuan Xuangong] or revitalizing Lingshan, the apprentice is by his side.

   is the one he really walks with.

   With someone to accompany him, even if the road ahead is bumpy and thorny, he can still have fun in the midst of hardships, and see difficulties and obstacles as if they are easy.

   When he thought that his apprentice Chu Chen was in danger and might not be able to survive, his heart was filled with loneliness and bleakness.

   "Zhenyi, you can't have an accident, my grandfather will bless you!"

   Daoist Xu Ping, who has always had a strong temperament, prayed to himself.

   However, he soon showed a strange look on his face and looked out of the courtyard.

   Grandpa and Master appeared so quickly?

   "Master~ Senior Brother and I are back!"

   The little ghost boy's bluffing shouts broke the tranquility of the courtyard.

  Chu Chen flickered and came to the courtyard.

   "Senior Brother~"

   The younger brother He Tong respectfully saluted when he saw Chu Chen coming back.

   "Junior Brother, you are good at Taoism, not bad."

  Chu Chen smiled and praised the diligent little junior brother, then his eyes fell on the master Xu Ping, and he gave a disciple salute:

   "Master, something unexpected happened at this East China Sea feast, which made you worry."

   "What is there to worry about as a teacher? Your boy has a lot of luck, so you need to worry about your teacher."

   Daoist Master Xu Ping looked indifferent and didn't care. He was different from his mother-in-law and mother who was worried.

  's younger brother, He Tong, pursed his lips. He could clearly see that the master was very worried, and the sadness in his eyes lingered.

   "Master, I'm always sneezing in Moyuan. It must be the master who is worried about us. I'm the fairy boy of the ear, and my intuition is correct. You can't lie to me."

  Little Guizai swears and speaks with conviction.

   At this moment, it has the confidence of a bad omen,

   Master Xu Ping: "."

  Damn things, as long as you can.

   Being poked in the mind by the kid, Xu Pingdao's face was blue for a while, and then white, but he was stunned by the kid and didn't know how to speak.

   In the end, he had to cough again and again to cover up his embarrassment, ignore the kid and his eyes fell on Chu Chen.

   That's how it looked, Daoist Xu Ping looked strange.

   He was overjoyed when he saw his apprentice come back safely, and he didn't pay attention to other things at all, but when he took a closer look, he could see the clues.

   "Innate Mother Qi! Tu'er, have you broken through the fifth-grade Taoism?"

   Although Daoist Xu Ping had an inquiring tone, he was confident that he did not misunderstand.

  [Hunyuan Casting Sword Xuangong] is derived from [Hunyuan Xuangong], and it has the same root and the same origin. He definitely did not see the wrong reason.

  Thinking back to the beginning, he also practiced step by step. He knew the changes in the realm of the various ways of Xuan Gong. At the beginning, he also practiced step by step.

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   He had a rough journey at first, crossing the river by feeling the stones, stumbling along the way, and it took him more than three years to cultivate from the sixth rank to the fifth rank.

   This is still when he has not encountered any major bottlenecks, and his overall practice is quite smooth, and he has received countless treasures and spiritual materials from the elders of his division.

   Apprentice. In less than two years, he broke through from the sixth rank to the fifth rank.

   The speed of practice is really astounding.

  Chu Chen was very satisfied when he saw that Master was quite surprised, he rushed back in a hurry, not doing anything else, just like seeing Master's surprised and surprised expression.

   "Master, I have a good chance for this East China Sea feast."

  Chu Chen told the whole story of his trip to Moyuan.

   "That's right~ You can make a breakthrough. The cultivation resources are second, and the most important thing is that you have spiritual roots, have a deep understanding of Taoism, and understand Yin and Yang. There are not many bottlenecks for you in the sixth-grade Taoism.

   Daoist Xu Ping nodded with a smile, his expression full of approval.

   However, deep down, Daoist Xu Ping felt a sense of urgency.

   Originally, he was quite satisfied with his cultivation, but now he has nothing left. If he doesn’t work hard, it will probably not take a few days for his apprentice to estimate that his cultivation will surpass himself.

   When the time came, the apprentice Chu Chen turned to give instructions to the master.

   For Daoist Xu Ping, who has a strong temperament, it was really difficult to switch this role for a while.

   It is true that Daoist Xu Ping did not want his apprentices to surpass himself in Taoism and wanted to retain the majesty of "teacher", but he did not mean to hide his hand.

   He didn't want his apprentice to catch up with himself in Taoism and cultivation. That was because of his self-esteem, and he didn't admit defeat when he was strong, but it didn't mean that he was jealous of the virtuous and talented, and jealous of his apprentice's talent.

   Spring silkworms are dead!

   As a teacher, as long as the realm of Taoism is higher than that of the apprentice, and he can give pointers to the apprentice, he will not "hide a hand", so that he can truly teach each other, burn the last glory, and teach the last remaining knowledge.

  Thinking of this, Daoist Xu Ping brought Chu Chen to the cultivation clean room, quite formal:

   "Teacher, you break through the fifth rank. In the future, you and I will all be the same, and I will teach you the last time for the teacher."

  Chu Chen froze, and respectfully saluted a disciple:

   "Master, you will always be my teacher."

   "Hahaha~ The blue is better than the blue, I am very happy for the teacher."

   Daoist Xu Ping smiled from his heart, then cleared his throat and said:

   "Teacher, do you know what is the difference between the fifth-grade Daoxing and the sixth-grade Daoxing?"

   (end of this chapter)