Deng Ru is completely worrying about nothing.
His method of cowardice.
I never went out except staying in the yard every day.
Every time he went out and got the biological samples he wanted, he would immediately run back and erase the spatial fluctuations.
He is so cowardly that only Taibai Jinxing, a certain heavenly dog in a certain ancient novel, can be compared to him, who sends paper men every time he goes out.
If you keep hiding like this, it will be difficult to be caught.
.....
The three days agreed upon by Laojun passed quickly.
Laojun arrived as promised riding a green ox.
"Master...We will leave this child to you."
The child's parents stood beside the child.
His eyes contained all kinds of emotions, including worry, surprise, expectation, and regret.
It's very complicated.
They were both surprised that their children were noticed by a master and rose to prominence.
They are also afraid that their children will not be able to fulfill their role as disciples and may anger the masters.
They are also worried that their children are exposed to the wind and rain outside and suffering.
It's always complicated.
But they also knew that this was their son's only chance to succeed.
They shouldn't be a burden.
"Follow the Taoist priest. You must be obedient and remember to eat on time. It's cold outside and you need to wear more clothes."
The mother gave me instructions one by one.
I sew my clothes tightly before leaving, fearing that I will return late.
"Listen carefully to what the Taoist priest says. Be discerning."
The father said to the child with a stern face.
"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving!"
"I'm going to make my own way in the world!"
The child's small body exudes the youthful vigor and vitality of a young man.
Growing old in an ordinary way is ultimately unbearable.
Now it seems like life is starting over again.
He naturally needs to seize the opportunity.
"Since you are following the old Taoist to cultivate, you must put your past behind you."
Laojun rode on a green ox and spoke slowly. The child followed beside him and listened to Laojun's words obediently.
"From today on, your mundane name will no longer count. From now on, you will be known by your Taoist name."
"This mortal world will eventually be painted by your pen."
"I will grant you the Taoist name - Xuandu, how about that?"
The child listened to Laojun's words.
The decades of life in dreams have given him an understanding far beyond that of ordinary people.
He naturally understood what Laojun meant.
"Disciple Xuandu, I am grateful for the title bestowed upon me by Master."
The child, no, Xuandu was lying on the ground, respectfully worshipping Laojun.
"good."
Laojun nodded with satisfaction, gently shook his whisk, and an invisible soft force lifted the child up.
Today, Taishang Laojun received his first real disciple.
——Master Xuandu.
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