"Boss, give me another bowl!" Ji Wan looked up and said to the stall owner, then put down his chopsticks temporarily and waited with his master.
"You mean to say that even those without merit can learn the Mingting Sect's techniques, but the efficiency of practice is not high, right?"
The cheap master nodded continuously and praised: "My disciple is really smart."
"Master, if I pass on the Mingting Sect's skills to... someone who is not from my sect, is that okay?" Ji Wan looked up at his cheap master hesitantly.
"Well... of course you can. Our sect's skills have never been a secret in the world of immortal cultivation. Our sect's inheritance is difficult. It took a thousand years for us to get just one inner disciple like you. In order to continue to pass on the sect's inheritance, the outer disciples we recruit are all from other sects, but they have no merit.
Moreover, if a disciple of our sect does not have merit, he can only be an outer disciple in this life.
The mental methods learned by outer disciples are the most basic ones, suitable for laying the foundation for the magic of any sect.
So you can teach anyone you want, and if you can find someone with good morals, that's even better." Master Cheap rarely spoke seriously about his own sect.
"I understand, Master. By the way, Master, have you ever thought about teaching your own children and carrying forward the Mingting sect?" The stall owner had already prepared the third serving, and it was obvious that he had added a lot of wontons.
The small vendor was deeply indebted to Ji Wan, and his daily income was no less than before, so he was naturally grateful to Ji Wan. Seeing that she and the people around her were not full with two bowls, he naturally served a lot more.
"I'm going to teach a child?! Hmm... let me think about it, my disciple. I haven't taught a child for a thousand years. What if I ruin the child?" The cheap master scratched his hair, and his originally smooth hair instantly became as messy as a chicken coop.
"Don't be afraid, Master. The teaching method of Moxiang Academy is different from other places. As long as you record everything you know into the formation, you won't have to do anything in the future except answering questions for the children." Ji Wan put down the empty wonton bowl.
"Then...then let me try." The cheap master's hair became even more messy, and his already pale cheeks became even more blue and purple.
Looks no different from a dead person.
He quietly placed the copper coins on the table after eating, so as not to disturb the stall owner who was making wontons.
If she hadn't left secretly, the stall owner would have given Ji Wan a free meal. Ji Wan had experienced this many times before, so she gave her more this time.
Moxiang Academy was not far from the wonton stall, and Ji Wan deliberately took Poxiao to eat nearby. She had wanted to lure her cheap master into Moxiang Academy from the beginning.
Now that her cheap master has stepped half a foot into the pit dug by Ji Wan, she naturally cannot let him go.
Leading people all the way to the courtyard of Moxiang Academy, Ji Wan looked around and found that there were many more children in Moxiang Academy compared to the number of people who came at the beginning.
It has skyrocketed from around 500 to 1,000 now. Of course, these children include the total number of children in the four cities.
As the number of people increases, the children's activity space is rapidly reduced.
Ji Wan frowned and studied for a long time, thinking that he really needed to find a bigger place for the children.
As soon as the cheap master entered the Moxiang Academy, he sniffed in shock: "Disciple, there is actually a spiritual vein here!"
"Yes, Master, I asked you to teach my students, so I can't just give you nothing! I have to find a place for you to practice."
Ji Wan smiled and pulled his cheap master into the teaching formation.
Turning his sight, he looked up and saw four towering statues standing in the formation.
From left to right are Lin Chanhua, Pan Zhuo, Tuoba Feng and Gao Qu.
"Wow, it's so magical! It turns out that formations can be played like this." The cheap master has already run under the statue and clicked on the book.
Ji Wan shook her head: "Of course, Master, you can become one of the statues in the future!"
"Hehehe, well then, dear disciple, when the little thing in your consciousness wakes up, let it eat up this formation as well. Wouldn't it be better to construct a space? Using a formation always feels less real than space."
Ji Wan nodded as if she understood: "It turns out that Xiao Ling can construct space." She didn't even know this, but her cheap master actually knew it.
"Oh, disciple, we have already visited the academy. When will we perform the ceremony of becoming a disciple?" The cheap master was obsessed with Ji Wan becoming his disciple.
He has been waiting for a thousand years, so naturally he is afraid that the person will slip away right under his nose.
"Master, don't worry. Your disciple will invite mother and all the disciples to witness it. When the time comes in the evening, we will naturally go to perform the apprenticeship ceremony!"
"Hehehe, that's great. It would be nice to ask your parents to come and see it. That way, our ancestors from Ming Court can also come and see it."
Cheap Master started talking nonsense again.
When Ji Wan handed the Heaven-grade Repairing Elixir to Yun Shuangyi, for some unknown reason, Yun Shuangyi burst into tears while holding the elixir.
Finally, he struggled to get out of bed and kowtowed to Ji Wan with tears in his eyes.
Ji Wan asked this person carefully why it happened, but she just shook her head and said that she could tell Ji Wan after she recovered.
Ji Wan became more and more itchy.
"Tonight is my apprenticeship ceremony. Do you want to come and see it? If you want to go, I will arrange for someone to help you there." Ji Wan tucked the quilt for Yun Shuangyi.
Yun Shuangyi nodded, her eyes still red: "Okay."
A light snow suddenly came, and just as it was about to land on the eaves of the county magistrate's residence, it was stopped by a little spirit, and finally fell outside the city.
Cui Min pushed open the small ventilation window of the Government Affairs Hall and waited for all the guests to gather.
Then he shouted: "Master, serve tea!"
Cheap Master Poxiao changed into a brand new blue robe for Ji Wan's apprenticeship gift.
In the presence of everyone, Ji Wan respectfully handed him a cup of warm tea.
Poxiao couldn't wait to accept the cup of tea and helped Ji Wan up. "Okay, okay, from now on, Fuguang, you are the tenth generation heir of our Mingting Sect."
Then Poxiao took out an exquisite storage bracelet that he had prepared long ago from the storage bag at his side and put it on Ji Wan's wrist.
Xiling Mingyue didn't know what happened in the bloodthirsty bowl. She thought that Poxiao was impressed by Ji Wan's character, so she hugged Ji Wan and patted him with relief.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the relationship between a master and his disciple is closer than that between biological father and son. For Ji Wan, finding a master is equivalent to finding a father for himself, and naturally he will have more opportunities to save his life in the future.
"Disciple Fu Guang greets Master." When Ji Wan's forehead touched the ground, she clearly felt her cheap master waving his hand, and the master-disciple contract between her and Po Xiao was thus established.
In some mysterious way, there is a stronger connection between Ji Wan and Po Xiao.
It is the role of the contract.
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