Chapter 45

You, you, you……

Guo Xuesong looked at Xuanqing Daoist Master's embarrassing appearance, really wanting to scold him; such a thing, he didn't even have confidence to do enlightenment well, yet he still had the nerve to compete with him for taking Wang Ping'an as a disciple.

But thinking about it, Xuanqing Daozhang, in order to take Wang Ping'an as a disciple, did not hesitate to kill the steward of the prime minister's mansion, made a trip to the Capital City to resolve troubles for the Wang family, and even sacrificed twenty years of his yang lifespan.

Although.

Cultivators can prolong life and increase longevity, but twenty years of yang lifespan is not a small number.

Xuanqing Daozhang being able to do this for Wang Ping'an is enough to show his affection for him.

He feels ashamed of himself!

This is also why, seeing Xuanqing Daozhang about to regret, he did not continue to snatch Wang Ping'an as a disciple, but instead persuaded Xuanqing Daozhang.

Guo Xuesong turned his head to look at Liu Dongzhu; given Xuanqing Daoist Master's current state, he couldn't persuade him himself, so he could only hope Liu Dongzhu would do the persuading.

Daozhang, you don't need to say it; I, representing our family Ping'an, have recognized you as his master!

Liu Dongzhu understood Guo Xuesong's eye meaning, immediately stood up, and said solemnly:

Perhaps there are people in this world stronger than you, Daozhang, but how many would be willing to sacrifice twenty years of yang lifespan for our family's Ping'an?

I don't expect our family's Ping'an to achieve great things; as long as he can learn all your skills at home and have the ability to protect himself, I will be content.

Zhang Guihua interjected: 'Yes, Daozhang, you're not teaching a disciple for the first time; you've taught two disciples well, so why can't you teach our family's Ping'an well?'

Liu benefactor, Zhang benefactor…

Xuanqing Daozhang gave a bitter smile, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Lin:

Daozhang, you don't need to refuse anymore; otherwise, if it gets out, people will only think our Wang family is ungrateful, and knowing that you sacrificed twenty years of yang lifespan to take our family's Ping'an as a disciple, then suddenly saying you won't take him, they'll only suspect our Wang family of foul play!

Guo Xuesong again advised: 'Daoist Master, how about this: first take this brat as a disciple, then when he understands things, teach him some skills for a year or two; if you feel you can't teach him, recommend him to a capable master—what do you think?'

Xuanqing Daoist Master opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but as his gaze swept over Liu Dongzhu, Zhang Guihua, Wang Lin, Guo Xuesong, and Wang Ping'an, he let out a slight sigh and said:

Alright, let's first listen to the scholar-official; when Ping'an understands things, I'll teach him for a while; if I teach poorly, I'll then recommend him to a capable master!

Liu Dongzhu happily said: 'Ping'an, quickly call him master!'

Zhang Guihua laughed and scolded: 'Dongzhu, our family's Ping'an has just been born; he can't even call "mom", how could he possibly call "master"?'

Ding! You have been accepted as a disciple by Xuanqing Daozhang; congratulations on gaining the profession: Daoist, and rewards: Perception+1, Spirit Power+1, Affability+1, Physique+1, Luck+1!

A mechanical, cold voice echoed in his mind, allowing the angry Wang Ping'an to react instantly, a satisfied smile appearing on his little face.

He's not stupid; how could he not understand that Xuanqing Daozhang's recent regret and refusal to take him as a disciple was most likely due to the trouble caused by his use of the skill: Blessing Technique on Xuanqing Daozhang.

Who let him, as soon as he used the skill: Blessing Technique, Xuanqing Daozhang's eyes were like an eagle's, almost seeing through his body.

If he weren't still unable to speak, given Xuanqing Daozhang's shocked expression just now, he might very well have asked him where he learned the Blessing Technique.

Mainly, it was because he saw Xuanqing Daozhang's miserable appearance, knowing that for his sake Xuanqing had sacrificed twenty years of yang lifespan, his heart filled with gratitude and sympathy, and he subconsciously used the skill: Blessing Technique.

But he forgot that this skill: Blessing Technique was stolen learned from the little Daoist Yuan Liang; as his master, Xuanqing Daozhang couldn't possibly not know, and as soon as he used it, Xuanqing Daozhang detected it.

Otherwise.

When Xuanqing Daozhang regretted taking him as a disciple, he wouldn't have said those words either; they are all sincere and genuine!

Or else he was frightened by his terrifying talent?

"Several benefactors, it's not early either; I just returned from the Capital City, feeling a bit fatigued, I'll go rest first!"

Xuanqing Daozhang turned his body, preparing to leave, when suddenly he seemed to think of something, and glanced again at Liu Dongzhu holding Wang Ping'an; his face and eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy, and he said:

"Liu benefactor, I need to trouble you with something; is that alright?"

"Daozhang, you're being polite; you are now our family Ping'an's master, if you don't mind, you can call me Dongzhu!"

Liu Dongzhu solemnly said: 'Whatever it is, just command me; as long as I can do it, even going up blades mountains and down seas of fire is no problem!'

Xuanqing Daozhang said: 'Liu—oh no, Dongzhu, in the future, on festivals and holidays, could you trouble yourself to bring Ping'an to Xuanqing Temple?'

Liu Dongzhu said: 'Daozhang, no problem; even if you don't say so, I already plan to bring Ping'an to Xuanqing Temple on festivals and holidays to pray for blessings for our family Ping'an!'

Xuanqing Daozhang nodded, said nothing more, rose and left.

Just as he left the Wang family courtyard, gradually moving out of sight of the Wang family members, Yuan Liang, who was supporting Xuanqing Daozhang, couldn't help but ask:

"Master, just now you suddenly decided not to take the little junior brother as a disciple—did you sense something?"

Xuanqing Daozhang didn't answer, but instead countered: 'What did you sense?'

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"Naturally, the little junior brother is actually not good material for cultivation……"

Before Yuan Liang could finish his words, his head was struck by Xuanqing Daozhang, who said: 'You mean, I, the master, with my old dim eyes, previously misjudged?'

Yuan Liang covered his painful head, embarrassed, saying: 'Master, I didn't mean that!'

"What I just said is all true; my abilities are limited, yet this child Ping'an's cultivation talent is terrifyingly high!"

Saying this, Xuanqing Daozhang let out a slight sigh, and deep in his eyes an envious feeling couldn't help but surface.

Once.

In cultivating at Ziyang Palace, he hadn't not seen those extraordinarily talented cultivation geniuses; the mediocre him had often envied those people.

They could casually cultivate and easily surpass him, who struggled hard in cultivation.

How could one not envy?

But among those extraordinarily talented cultivation geniuses, probably none could compare to Wang Ping'an.

Who, just after birth, merely by others using the Blessing Scripture, could learn the Blessing Technique and even use it silently?

Such a monstrous cultivation genius—how could an ordinary cultivator like him possibly teach him?

"Master, you're not joking, are you?"

Yuan Liang's face was full of doubt.

Saying Wang Ping'an is good material for cultivation, he actually is half-believing, half-doubting; to claim Wang Ping'an's cultivation talent is very terrifying, his master lacking the ability to teach, he would never believe it no matter what—who let Wang Ping'an be so young, what could be seen?

(End of chapter)