"Why did you take the initiative to accept me as your disciple in the Tiantai Temple? At that time, the master already said that I was a waste with five kinds of spiritual roots." Lin San had been holding back this question for a long time.
Zhu Qingshi smiled slightly: "At that time, I only accepted you as my disciple just to take care of the face of the leader. But now that I think about it, I made the right decision to accept such a caring disciple."
After listening to Zhu Qingshi's explanation, Lin San finally felt relieved. It turned out that it was because of the face of the leader.
At that time in the Tianshan Temple, the leader Liang Wanli asked several times, but no elder was willing to accept Lin San as his disciple, which almost made Liang Wanli unable to come. In the end, Zhu Qingshi couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to stand up for the leader Liang Wanli. Solved.
Half a month later.
Zhu Qingshi's injuries finally recovered.
At noon that day, Zhu Qingshi took Lin San out for a walk. He lay on the bed for half a month, which really made Zhu Qingshi suffocated.
Enjoying the sunshine and the gentle breeze, Zhu Qingshi felt extremely comfortable.
"Master, the scenery of the Tianshan Sect is really charming. It deserves to be the largest immortal cultivating sect in the Blood Moon Continent," Lin San said sincerely.
"This is natural. You must know that the Tianshan Sect has been established for thousands of years and has a very rich heritage." Zhu Qingshi stretched out his hand and stroked his beard.
Lin San pondered for a moment: "I heard that the Tianshan Sect has many treasures that have been lost to the outside world,"
"Yes, there are a lot of treasures," Zhu Qingshi was now almost unwary of Lin San and would answer whatever he asked.
"I heard that the Tianshan Sect has a treasure called Ningshen Incense, which can help late-stage Golden Elixir cultivators condense the Nascent Soul," Lin San asked again.
"Hey," Zhu Qingshi glanced at Lin San in surprise: "You are well-informed."
Lin San smiled: "It's not that I'm well-informed, but the name of the Tianshan Sect is too loud outside. If you just walk around, you can hear a lot of news about the Tianshan Sect."
Zhu Qingshi nodded, Lin San was right, the Tianshan Sect was indeed very famous on the Blood Moon Continent: "Yes, the Tianshan Sect does have the Condensing Incense,"
Lin San's eyes lit up: "Can Ning Shen Xiang really help those who are cultivating the golden elixir stage to condense their Nascent Soul?"
"Yes," Zhu Qingshi said with a smile: "The Ningshen Incense has the miraculous effect of stabilizing the mood, and it can indeed increase the chance of condensing the Nascent Soul."
"How can I get the Ningshen Incense?" Lin San asked hurriedly.
Zhu Qingshi looked at Lin San doubtfully: "Why are you so interested in Ningshenxiang? You must know that you are only in the foundation building stage of Qi training and have no need for Ningshenxiang at all."
Lin San hesitated and said: "I...I'm just curious, nothing else..."
"It took five hundred years for the Ningshen Incense to take shape, so it is very precious." Zhu Qingshi sighed: "Now all the Ningshen Incense in the sect is in the hands of the leader. Without the leader's approval, who can Nor can I get the incense of concentration,”
Lin San frowned: "How can I get the leader's approval?"
"It's very simple. In general, when a disciple with good qualifications and diligent cultivation in a sect condenses the Nascent Soul, the master will give him a piece of Condensing Incense," Zhu Qingshi said.
Lin San secretly thought in his heart: He and Hua Ming have become enemies, and they have also had conflicts with the leader Liang Wanli. If this happens, Liang Wanli may not give him the incense.
"Feng Chen, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Qingshi was surprised to see Lin San frowning and being silent for a long time.
Lin San exhaled: "Master, I have offended the master. I'm afraid...I'm afraid I will never get Ningshenxiang again."
Zhu Qingshi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You are overthinking. The leader is not a grudge-bearing person. Besides, by the time you reach the late stage of Jindan, it will probably have been several decades. At that time, the leader will not hold grudges." Your dissatisfaction has long been forgotten,"
Lin San shook his head and said nothing.
"Why, you don't believe what I said," Zhu Qingshi frowned.
"It's not that I don't believe what the master said, but..." Lin San bit his lip: "Even if the master doesn't care about me anymore, that Hua Ming won't let me go."
"Hua Ming..." Zhu Qingshi had a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time," Lin San shook his head to dispel the dullness in his mind.
"Disciple, you don't have to be embarrassed," Zhu Qingshi suddenly said: "If you can really cultivate to the late stage of Jindan, my master will shamelessly help you ask for a piece of Condensing Incense from the master, and personally protect the law to help you condense Yuanying. "
Lin San was stunned: "Master, you..."
Zhu Qingshi reached out and patted Lin San on the shoulder: "Don't worry, although my life is short, you can still live for another hundred and eighty years. I think in a hundred years, you should be able to cultivate to the late stage of Jindan." Bar,"
"Master, you are really kind to your disciples," Lin San was so moved that he didn't know what to say.
"Here we go again, you are my disciple, my only disciple. If I am not good to you, I will be good to others," Zhu Qingshi said with a straight face: "In short, you remember one sentence: As long as the master is here, no one will be allowed to bully you. , "Zhu Qingshi belongs to that kind of old stubborn with a withdrawn personality. He has been practicing all his life and has no relatives or friends around him. He feels very lonely and lonely in his heart. At this moment, Zhu Qingshi met Lin San. At first, Zhu Qingshi was very interested in Lin San. He didn't have any good impressions, and he was just treated as an ordinary disciple. It wasn't until Lin San accidentally mastered the art of attracting lightning that Zhu Qingshi began to take Lin San seriously. After a period of contact, Zhu Qingshi felt that Lin San was honest and reliable. , he is a good disciple...Slowly, Zhu Qingshi treated Lin San as a relative.
Lin San really didn't know what it was like. Zhu Qingshi was so kind to him, but he concealed his cultivation and deceived him. It was really hard for his conscience. At this time, Lin San suddenly wanted to tell his true identity and cultivation. Zhu Qingshi, but in the end he did not do so. It was not that Lin San did not believe Zhu Qingshi, but that Lin San did not know how to speak.
The master and apprentice wandered outside for a while, then turned and returned to their residence.
Time passes.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
At noon.
There were two deck chairs placed in front of the attic door, and there was a person lying on each deck chair. Judging from their appearance, they were Zhu Qingshi and Lin San.
Zhu Qingshi narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the wine gourd in his hand, and took a leisurely sip from time to time.
Lin San was holding an apple-like thing in his hand and chewing it, "Zi Liu Zi Liu" eating happily. Tianshan is good, and the fruit produced by it tastes much better than the outside.
"Disciple," Zhu Qingshi said.
"What's wrong?" Lin San turned his head and looked at Zhu Qingshi in confusion.
"It's been two months, and your cultivation level hasn't improved at all. You're still lingering on the eighth level of the foundation stage of Qi training. Have you been lazy recently?" Zhu Qingshi said lightly,