When Zhang Xiaozu was escaping before, he was worried about being caught up by Feng Zhuo and others, so he flew very far south, so it took a lot of time to fly back now.
It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon that we flew to the place where the old man lived.
"Brother, there is that little village at the foot of the mountain."
"The first row, the second house to the west is the old man's house."
The old man looked down at the ground, pointed to a village at the foot of the mountain and told Zhang Xiaozu.
Zhang Xiaozu immediately swooped down with him.
The strong wind blew against his face, and the earth rushed into his field of vision at an extremely fast speed. Instead of being afraid, the old man looked excited.
He fell in love with the exciting feeling of soaring in the clouds, flying in the sky and escaping from the earth, and a throbbing seed sprouted in his heart, full of yearning for cultivating immortality.
In his eyes, Zhang Xiaopou is an immortal.
Therefore, cultivating means cultivating immortality.
He had an impulse in his heart to become Zhang Xiaozu's disciple.
Zhang Xiaozu and the old man landed at the door of his house.
"Brother, oh no, you should be called Immortal Master. The old man's house is dirty and shabby. I hope Immortal Master won't dislike it."
The old man had an idea in his mind and even changed his name to Zhang Xiaopou.
Zhang Xiaozu smiled and waved his hands and said: "Haha, Mr. Sun, I am not an immortal. You should continue to call me little brother. It sounds good to you."
On the way here, he chatted with the old man and learned that the old man's surname was Sun and his name was Sun Dachuan.
"That won't work. In my eyes, you are an immortal by flying in the clouds and mists, flying in the sky and escaping from the earth."
"Master Immortal, please come inside!"
Sun Dachuan insisted on his opinion.
Then he led Zhang Xiaopou into the courtyard gate and shouted into the room at the top of his voice: "Everyone, come out quickly to greet the Immortal Master."
Squeak!
The door opened, and an old woman about the same age as Sun Dachuan walked out of the room, a middle-aged woman in her thirties, and a five-year-old child.
The old woman is Sun Dachuan's mother-in-law, the middle-aged woman is his daughter-in-law, and the child is his grandson.
His son and grandson went to the fields.
"Quickly, come here and kowtow to Master Immortal."
Sun Dachuan urged the three people who came out of the room.
The three of them didn't know why, but seeing that Zhang Xiaozu had an extraordinary temperament and did not dare to disobey the order of the head of the family, they immediately stepped forward and kowtowed to Zhang Xiaozu.
"I can't bear to bear it." Zhang Xiaopou quickly waved his hand and supported the three of them with strength to prevent them from kneeling down.
The three of them felt a soft force pinching them. They wanted to kneel down but were unable to do so. They guessed that it was Zhang Xiaozu's method and were very shocked.
Thinking of Sun Dachuan calling Zhang Xiaozu the Immortal Master, he suddenly understood the reason, and he really respected Zhang Xiaozu as an immortal in his heart.
Zhang Xiaozhu's subtle state of mind entered the room, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He saw the spirit world pen lying on the table in the room, with a few pieces of straw paper pressed under the pen, and a few words crookedly written on the paper. The handwriting was not dry yet.
Apparently, when he arrived, Sun Dachuan's grandson was practicing calligraphy with a spiritual pen.
Zhang Xiaozu raised his hand and made a faint grab at the room. The spiritual pen flew out of the room with a whoosh and landed in his hand.
"Yes, yes, Master Immortal, it was this pen that fell from the sky together with the painting."
"I wonder if this is the pen you are looking for?"
Sun Dachuan said from the side.
Zhang Xiaozu nodded happily and said, "Yes, it's exactly it."
After saying that, he took out two gold bars from the Xumi mustard seeds and handed them to Sun Dachuan.
This is the price they agreed upon.
When the old woman and the middle-aged woman saw the gold bars, their eyes widened and their faces showed ecstasy.
"Master Immortal, um...can I...don't want the gold bar?" Sun Dachuan hesitated, without reaching out to take the gold bar.
"Then what do you want?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked.
He was in a very good mood at the moment, and even if Sun Dachuan asked for a thousand star pills, he would agree.
"So what...can you...can you teach me a move or a half? I also...want to fly to the sky." Sun Dachuan summoned up the courage to ask. After saying this, his old face turned red.
In fact, he wanted to ask Zhang Xiaozu if he could accept him as his disciple, but after trying hard for a long time, he was too embarrassed to say it.
He is self-aware and knows that he is already half buried in the earth. People only accept young people as disciples, and there is no one who accepts old men.
"good."
"I will give you a chance."
Zhang Xiaozu readily agreed.
If Sun Dachuan made a request to become a disciple, he might want to consider it, but he would not be stingy at all if he just taught him one and a half moves, because compared to what Sun Dachuan gave him, this half move was nothing at all.
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"Thank you, Master Immortal!"
Sun Dachuan was so excited that he almost burst into tears.
Zhang Xiaozu looked at him and said: "I can't let you directly have the ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth. I can only lead you on the path of cultivation. As for whether you can fly to the sky, it depends on your own talent, qualifications, perseverance and luck.
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"Old man understands that he will definitely practice hard and live up to the teachings of Master Immortal." Sun Dachuan said with firm eyes.
"Cultivation is very hard, a thousand times harder than farming. You have to be mentally prepared."
"The old man has endured hardship."
Zhang Xiaozu nodded, handed the two gold bars to the old woman's hand, then took out the body-tempering elixir furnace from the Xumi mustard seeds, added the body-tempering elixir and water to the elixir furnace, and boiled it with Taoist true fire.
Then he looked at Sun Dachuan and asked: "I will help you temper your body now, get rid of the impurities in your body, and let you have a body for cultivation, but the process is very painful, can you bear it?"
Sun Dachuan suddenly turned to look at his little grandson, with a fierce struggle in his eyes. After a while, he asked: "Master Immortal, can the old man give this opportunity to his little grandson?"
This decision was made after a fierce ideological struggle. He gave up his dream and gave the opportunity to his grandson.
This is undoubtedly an extremely difficult decision.
Zhang Xiaozu nodded, looked at Sun Dachuan's grandson and asked: "Little guy, are you willing to practice?"
"Feng'er, quickly say yes." Sun Dachuan urged.
"I do." The child received Sun Dachuan's instructions and immediately nodded to Zhang Xiaopou.
"Well, I will also give you an opportunity."
Zhang Xiaozu raised his hand as he spoke, and Sun Dachuan and his little grandson Sun Xingfeng flew off the ground together, and with a thud, they fell into the alchemy furnace together.
Zhang Xiaozu took out another body-tempering elixir and put it into the alchemy furnace, and then slapped his palm on the alchemy furnace. The water and elixir in the alchemy furnace were immediately divided into two, with half bathing Sun Dachuan and half bathing Sun Xingfeng.
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As the temperature rose and the medicine took effect, Sun Dachuan and his grandson screamed together.
Zhang Xiaozu set up an isolation barrier in the yard to prevent the two men's screams from spreading, otherwise the whole village would be alarmed.
While helping his grandfather and grandson temper their bodies, he also studied the paintings of the Three Realms and the Spiritual Realm Brush.
I unfolded the painting of the three realms and put the spiritual pen aside, but there was no connection between the two, and the painting of the three realms was still blank.
He tried to intrude his thoughts into them, but they were like ordinary objects without spirituality, blocking his thoughts.
"Mingyue, I am a pawn, can you hear me?"
"I'm here to save you!"
After trying various methods to no avail, Zhang Xiaozu could only call softly to the two objects.
When he finished speaking, the spiritual pen suddenly trembled slightly.