Chapter 62 Dapeng's Survival Tips The sixty-second chapter of game creation...
Why would they suddenly issue an application to take on a bird as a disciple? Kong Xuan was so shocked that he forgot to review his studies, and the little bit of Buddhist aura he had just gained from the lecture vanished at that moment.
However, having just listened to the Taoist priest's sermon, Kong Xuan took a few steps back to create some distance and politely declined, saying, "I already have a master."
Don't these Westerners ask if someone has a master before accepting a disciple? How embarrassing is this situation?
Compared to Kong Xuan's surprise, Zhunti was much more composed. Even when he heard Kong Xuan say that he had a master, he didn't even flinch.
Instead, he maintained that compassionate expression and continued, "To cultivate Buddhism, one must purify the six senses. Once you enter my school, past events will naturally disappear, and there is no need to mention them again."
Kong Xuan was stunned by the theory. He had long ago formed a master-disciple bond with his master, sharing both glory and loss.
But as the monks said, once you enter their Buddhist path, all past karma becomes just that—past—and even the past master-disciple relationship no longer matters.
What a shameless statement.
Unable to be swayed by Kong Xuan's absence, Zhunti had no choice but to resort to drastic measures once again.
Behind him, a wondrous tree of seven treasures appeared, and he smiled, holding a flower in his hand: "Why worry? As long as you enter my sect, you will attain great freedom."
"I see that you are newly born and your spiritual energy is mixed, so you must lack a good teacher and helpful friends to guide you. As long as you join our school, your future cultivation will be smooth sailing."
Now Kong Xuan finally made a move, but it was a bad one. The monk said, "Who doesn't have good teachers and helpful friends? My master is very good to me. Whatever he wants to learn, he will find it for him."
The Dao is complex and diverse, and there are many great paths he can cultivate in the future. He can still gain more insights now and choose the one that suits him best.
Kong Xuan clenched his fists, saying that he could do what he said, but offending his master was absolutely unacceptable.
He immediately wanted to transform back into his original form and use his five-colored divine light to pluck down the old tree behind Zhunti.
At the critical moment, it was Dapeng, who had been half-asleep behind Kong Xuan, who pulled his brother out of the water.
He immediately recognized the two monks in front of him as Jieyin and Zhunti, who were ranked fifth and sixth in the Heavenly Card of "Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Clouds," and who already possessed the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
I've heard birds from the West mention them before, saying that the Western religion they founded is fond of taking birds and beasts as guardian mounts.
I'm only considering taking them in as disciples because I see they are both very talented. It would be bad if I angered those two Taoists in the West and they forcibly converted me and my brother into their mounts.
Although it was just in a game, given their current state of primordial spirits leaving their bodies, it would be an easy task for two Great Luo Golden Immortals to deal with these little birds who had only been cultivating for a few months.
Fighting against overwhelming odds is not a wise move, especially since they have a mission to complete. If they were to break off relations now, it would be bad for everyone.
But the weak have their own way of surviving. He was young and his cultivation was shallow, so he was naturally at a disadvantage in front of Zhunti. But being young has its advantages. If you bully the young, you can certainly shake the old one.
He seemed to have seen this plot in a revenge-slapping scenario script shared by Little Ginseng.
At this moment, it is absolutely crucial not to act impulsively. Dapeng stepped forward, pulled Kong Xuan behind him, and tightly gripped her other small hand.
After all, they were brothers, and Kong Xuan understood Da Peng's meaning. Since his younger brother wanted to handle this matter, Kong Xuan expressionlessly mentally demonstrated what kind of cultivation technique he would need to practice in the future to defeat the two opponents.
Zhunti naturally didn't care about the feelings of the two attendants, since in his view, they would both be his attendants in the future.
Zhunti's eyes lit up when he saw Dapeng. Previously, he had been focused on Kong Xuan, who was radiant with golden light and whose cultivation was superior.
But now that Dapeng has emerged from behind Kong Xuan, his unique ability to blend seamlessly with his surroundings and remain unassuming is revealed. Moreover, Dapeng is exceptionally intelligent yet unassuming, possessing a certain air of his senior brother.
"Good, good, good." Zhunti said three times, "You little boy are especially destined to be with us; this is a blessing from heaven."
What kind of divinely ordained fate is this? We've exchanged so many words, yet you haven't even asked my name.
Dapeng lowered his eyes, concealing his true feelings. This was no sign of accepting a disciple; it was clearly an attempt to find a servant boy to bring him tea and water.
He and his senior brother were pampered and spoiled in Wuzhuang Temple, enjoying the love and trust of their master and senior uncles. Even when they were trying to control a litter of cubs, Senior Uncle Hongyun simply let them do as they pleased.
These two shameless monks in front of me claim to be my disciples, but they know nothing about me. They just want to sever all worldly ties and make me enter the Buddhist order.
Although he encountered such a rogue situation on his first trip out, Da Peng had a thousand thoughts in his mind, but he was used to hiding his emotions.
Dapeng, neither humble nor arrogant, first bowed to Jieyin and Zhunti as a junior.
Zhunti was overjoyed, thinking that Dapeng wanted to become his disciple and wanted to help this handsome boy up.
Dapeng spoke first: "Dapeng of Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain greets the two Taoist priests."
Jieyin, who had been observing coldly from the side, raised his head: "Wuzhuang Temple? What is your relationship with Zhen Yuanzi and Yuan Yi of Wuzhuang Temple?"
In the primordial world, everyone knows that it was Fairy Yuanyi of Wuzhuang Temple who created the game and relieved the great threat to the primordial earth veins.
Jieyin then realized that these two children were official personnel sent by the game company. He had underestimated the two little birds because they were still young and naive.
Now, hearing Dapeng mention Wuzhuang Temple and recalling its connection to games, I can't help but feel uneasy.
Dapeng grabbed Kong Xuan's hand again; it was time for his elder brother to vent his anger.
Kong Xuan held his head high and puffed out his chest: "The original intention of Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain is my master."
Upon hearing this, the rhythm of pulling the prayer beads was thrown off balance.
What was intended as a friendly exchange of sutras and scriptures with Yuan Yi turned into a humiliating act of trying to steal someone else's disciple.
Suddenly, Jieyin remembered the many disciples and mounts he had taken in the West. His usual arrogance and unreasonable behavior had finally met its match. It could only be said that every bite and sip was ordained by fate.
Zhunti continued to hold up a flower, but his smile was much calmer, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.
“Of course there is a connection,” Dapeng said decisively, quickly adding, “but it’s not with the Buddha, it should be with the two Taoist priests.”
With a smile on his lips, Dapeng pointed to the high platform directly above the palace: "In the past, when the Dao Ancestor preached to the outside of the Nine Heavens, my brother and I listened from that platform. If we're talking about this place, my brother and I would even dare to invite our two senior brothers as well."
These words were barbed. If Kong Xuan and Da Peng, as disciples of Yuan Yi, really called Zhun Ti "Senior Brother," then what should Zhun Ti call Yuan Yi?
Zhunti was immediately enraged and even crushed the flower in his hand, but calmed down when he saw Jieyin shake his head.
Now it's their turn to be unable to act.
Peacock and Roc revealed that they were Yuan Yi's disciples, and if they continued to act forcefully, they would inevitably incur Yuan Yi's wrath. It would be unwise for two disciples who couldn't truly submit to Yuan Yi to provoke several powerful enemies.
After all, Kong Xuan and Da Peng were still young, and their previous words and actions were indeed not out of line. Even their last rambling argument, upon closer examination, made some sense. On the contrary, it was his and Zhunti's forced acceptance of disciples that was difficult to bring up openly.
Although this is his and Zhunti's game world, the game's producer is Yuanyi, so it's hard to say whose territory this is really.
Jieyin's gaze swept over Kong Xuan and Dapeng, a hint of disappointment flashing through his mind.
He could comprehend the Buddha's light simply by listening to a scripture, and could change the course of events in just a few words without offending him and his fellow disciples.
Why can't such a gifted, intelligent, and well-mannered child, who possesses such inner wisdom, be their disciple?
Seeing that things had developed to the point, Dapeng quickly stopped talking: "The two Taoist priests' sermons were really easy to understand, and my senior brother and I have learned a lot from them."
"My senior brother and I are here to organize the new game activities on the orders of our master. The two Taoist masters are among the top in the game and are also well-known figures. We juniors have long admired their reputations, so we thought we should ask the two seniors for their opinions before organizing the activities."
Da Peng truly used all his energy to say such a long sentence. This was all experience he had accumulated while slacking off on script reading with Little Ginseng these past few days, and he never expected to put it to use so soon.
After all, they had important matters to attend to, and they couldn't afford to suffer a crushing defeat on their first field assignment to help their master. If the stalemate continued, it would be difficult to resolve, and they might even lose two big spenders handpicked by the little ginseng for nothing.
Of the four people present, the one on the other side was both a player and a highly skilled Grand Luo Golden Immortal, so he certainly wouldn't bow down to these two juniors.
As for his elder brother, he shouldn't be the one to suffer injustice.
After much thought, Dapeng decided to go on stage again. It would only take a couple of sentences and he wouldn't have to lift a finger. He could just flip over Little Ginseng's lines and make a few minor modifications.
Once this matter is settled, we can then properly complain to Master and Little Ginseng. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?
Jieyin and Zhunti naturally had no idea what Dapeng was thinking; they only felt that Dapeng's words were indeed comforting.
With one party willing to engage and the other intentionally trying to ease tensions, the ensuing game interview unfolded quite harmoniously through its question-and-answer format.
There are only two suggestions, as Jieyin and Zhunti are particularly excited.
“I complete all the daily tasks, spend all my spirit stones, and accumulate merit by teaching the Great Dao offline. All I can manage is twelve draws a day. It’s barely enough to make a splash in the pool.” Zhunti looked worried, pointing to his densely packed recharge and spending records. “Even if you open up the spending limit, I’d still be willing to buy more draws.”
Jieyin remained composed, only raising his voice slightly: "As you two young friends know, my junior brother and I once formed a bond with the Primordial Purple Qi in the Purple Cloud Palace. We can reclaim the Primordial Purple Qi that belongs to us once we have paid off our karmic debts."
All I could see on the screen was gray and dark yellow, mostly cultivation pills or ordinary-grade upgrade materials. Even the blue color, which represents the Xuan rank, was scarce. You had to flip through a hundred pages to find a wisp of purple.
Jieyin smiled wryly at the right moment: "Even if the karma has not yet been repaid, the affinity between us brothers and the card pool is indeed too shallow. I wonder if we can add more affinity so that we brothers and sisters can get what we want."
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Author's Note: Dapeng [This scene seems familiar] [Let me think about what to do next] [Appears obedient] [Wait until this is over before complaining] [Tell Little Ginseng] [Tell Master] [Tell Uncle Zhen Yuanzi] [Tell Uncle Hongyun] [Tell the Phoenix Clan Elder]: Help! Two Western scoundrels want to kidnap me and my brother to be their disciples/mounts!!!
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