After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 238

"Ma'am, please come this way."

"This way."

"And this..."

Ni Yangzhou was wearing a blue Taoist robe and a gray-brown gourd tied around his waist. He followed his master closely.

Because the boy had gone through the foundation-building stage, his body had grown a lot taller. He no longer looked like the malnourished child in the mountain village. His arms and legs had become more stretched, and his clothes no longer looked empty.

When the shopkeeper asked for his name, he nodded and said, "I am the disciple of the Immortal Master. You can just call me Huaiyu."

"Master Huaiyu, please come in!"

The foundation was successfully laid, and he was officially admitted into Taoism. That day, Yan Congzhi thought for a moment and came up with the word "Huaiyu" as Ni Yangzhou's Taoist name.

Words have their origins, things have their masters. It is because of ignorance that one does not know me. Those who know me are rare, and those who value me are precious. Therefore, the sage wears coarse clothes but holds jade in his heart.

Ni Yangzhou pondered over it for a long time and thought it was a good name.

The first time someone called him by his Taoist name, a dimple appeared on the boy's face.

The guide, Shopkeeper Liu, is an outer sect disciple of the Minghong Sect. Although he has ordinary aptitude and can no longer make any further progress in Taoism after reaching the eighth level of Qi Refining, he is optimistic and knows his fate. He has worked hard and opened dozens of inns in the secular world, leading a rich and stable life.

He had only seen some Taoist practitioners with profound Taoism in the sect when he went up the mountain when he was young. Their proud and elegant appearance made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

This time, it was the Minghong Sect's ten-yearly meeting to recruit disciples regardless of family background. Those who could be sent down the mountain to recruit disciples must be great masters above the Golden Core Stage. I happened to come to this remote Pingle County. If I hadn't been here to inspect business, how could I have run into him? How could this not be exciting?

Manager Liu was very respectful. He cleaned up the courtyard behind the inn where he was going to live, called all the servants, and lined them up in the hall of the courtyard:

"Master, this place is remote and poor, and the conditions are limited. These are the servants I brought from home. They are all smart and capable, and they will obey your orders."

Yan Congzhi shook his head slightly. Seeing this, Ni Yangzhou said, "Don't be polite, shopkeeper. Master is not used to having someone accompany him."

Manager Liu was very enthusiastic, and he also knew that the masters might have different personalities, so he did not force them: "If you have anything to ask, just tell me. I have already sent people to inform all the noble families of the news of accepting disciples. We will all gather together the day after tomorrow and go to the mountain to worship the temple."

Pingle County is located in a canyon. Although it is a bit remote, it is a good place for the growth of medicinal herbs because it has good access to wind and rain. Ni Yangzhou's foundation was established smoothly, but due to his haste, he left behind a minor problem of spiritual disorder. It happened that when he went down the mountain, Yan Congzhi took his newly minted apprentice to look for medicine, and they did it together.

Ni Yangzhou nodded, glanced at his master, and said nothing. After Manager Liu and his group left the newly vacated courtyard and returned to the inn in the front building, the young man walked up to his master and asked:

"Master, why are there only disciples from aristocratic families?"

Yan Congzhi withdrew his gaze from the small pond in the courtyard and replied, "The spiritual energy in the mortal world is limited, and the number of cultivators is limited. The sect uses foundation building as the entry standard. Unless it is a noble family with deep assets, it is difficult to have the financial resources to support a cultivator who has built a foundation."

Ni Yangzhou looked up at his master and said, "Aren't there still some independent cultivators?"

"I don't want to be bound by the sect, just follow your nature, don't force it."

"What about someone like me who is extremely talented? If I miss the chance to join the sect, wouldn't that be a waste of time?"

After Ni Yangzhou finished speaking, he couldn't help but reveal his little fangs.

You know, when he completed his foundation building that day, Hongying, Guanmiao, Fenglan, everyone who saw him exclaimed in amazement, saying "young talent" and "excellent aptitude". Hongying even felt quite regretful that she would not have the chance to take the young man for a ride around in the future.

No one ever appreciated her cherry blossom rotating magic weapon, which could dispel heat and relieve coolness when the weather was hot. However, she only had one fellow rider, Ni Yangzhou, and now he is gone.

Yan Congzhi lowered his head and looked at his disciple who was smiling brightly but becoming more and more talkative: "There is not only one way to become an immortal. There are all kinds of possibilities, and they are all paths."

Ni Yangzhou nodded and said, "I understand. It all depends on fate."

Although I feel it is unfair, how can anything that happened to me in the past be fair?

The young man took out a pill from the medicine gourd and swallowed it. He licked the corner of his mouth and felt it was a bit bitter. He asked casually, "Master, why did you accept me as your apprentice?"

Yan Congzhi was walking from the hall to the corridor, preparing to go into the room to meditate, but he paused when he heard this.

The boy, who had just established his foundation and was not yet used to fasting, was originally thinking about taking out a peach blossom cake from his storage ring to eat, when he heard the master's voice:

"You and I are destined to be together."

Ni Yangzhou turned around and smiled secretly at his master's back: "Yes, my master and I are destined to be together."

At night, the master and the disciple stayed in different rooms. Ni Yangzhou deliberately stayed next to his master's dormitory, feeling the same as if he was on the Bi Se Peak.

Very close and considerate.

The young man, who had secretly eaten several bites of peach blossom cake during the day, decided to stay awake all night and try hard to meditate and practice, to calm his mind and body, and to get rid of the bad air.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard from afar. It was Shopkeeper Liu. He rustled his clothes and gradually approached. He respectfully raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Master Huaiyu, I have prepared hot soup, all of which are warm spring water from the back mountain. Bathing can relieve fatigue and sleepiness. Would you like to bring it to you?"

Ni Yangzhou responded: "Thank you, Manager Liu, but that's not necessary."

The shopkeeper, who was approaching the age of 50, knew his limits and took the opportunity to ask, "Does the master need anything?"

Ni Yangzhou knew that at this distance, even if Shopkeeper Liu lowered his voice, the master would still be able to hear him. If he didn't respond, it meant he didn't want it, so he replied, "Thank you, but it's okay."

The shopkeeper nodded and left. Ni Yangzhou was excited to think of the new cleaning spell he had learned.

I haven’t tried it yet. The young man is very envious of his master’s always spotless appearance. Now I can try it myself.

After Ni Yangzhou finished chanting the spell, he felt his whole body lighten. All the imperceptible dust disappeared, and the butter marks on his sleeves during the day were gone too.

The young man began to meditate and practice contentedly.

It was quiet in the middle of the night, with only the sound of water dripping in the pond. I guess it was the lotus leaves shedding their dew and the fishes swimming around.

Early the next morning, Ni Yangzhou and his master followed the first rays of morning sunshine and went to the depths of the canyon where there were lush grass and water.

Collecting herbs was not difficult. Yan Congzhi brought the young man who was flying on the sword to a place with more spiritual energy, and sure enough, they saw the target of their trip - wind-eroded grass.

Ni Yangzhou carefully put away the silver-blue sword given by his master and waited for his master to pick the medicine. When he turned around, he saw his master standing tall and slender, with no intention of taking action.

Ni Yangzhou understood and summoned the silver-blue sword. Just as he was about to fly up to pick it up, he heard Yan Congzhi say, "Don't use magic weapons."

The young man put away his sword in a flash, turned around and said with some grievance: "Is the body training not finished yet?"

Yan Congzhi's expression remained unchanged: "How can you be lazy?"

Ni Yangzhou was no longer so afraid of his master. He pursed his lips and smiled, and began to use his hands to climb up to the top of the cliff. He climbed up along the bulge. Before he was halfway there, he suddenly heard laughter coming from above, and then something fell down with a loud bang.

"I!"

"what?"

"master--"

As soon as Ni Yangzhou raised his eyes, he saw a piece of black clothes. He subconsciously reached out to grab it and actually grabbed it. The huge impact force caused the nails of his left hand that was clinging to the rock wall to split instantly, and his palm was scratched by the rough rock and bled, but at least he was not dragged down.

Ni Yangzhou gritted his teeth and lowered his head, only to find that it was indeed a person, who seemed to have fainted, and looked like a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Yan Congzhi waved his hand and summoned a gust of wind, which carried the unconscious person to the ground.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Ni Yangzhou looked up, and saw a few young boys poking their heads out in fear. When they made eye contact with Ni Yangzhou, they all withdrew their heads, and then there was the sound of hurried footsteps running away.

The young man who was still clinging to the rock wall was furious. He looked down at his master. The master had a calm expression. He just raised his chin, indicating that he should continue picking herbs.

Master Huaiyu pursed his lips, memorized the appearances of the evildoers deeply in his mind, and thought to himself:

"You gathered a crowd to kill people and pushed them down the mountain. Do you really think there is no law in the world? I happened to run into you. I will definitely make you suffer!"