Chapter 615 Senior Brother
In the end, Song Chunxue followed her senior brother into the mountains to pick mushrooms.
But she was more interested in herbs and took out a small hoe from her storage bag.
"You're carrying a hoe with you when you go out?"
The Taoist priest was surprised to find that she had brought her own farming tools with her when she went out.
“Sometimes when the road is slippery, a shovel alone isn’t enough; don’t underestimate a hoe.” As she spoke, the sharp-eyed Song Chunxue suddenly spotted something good, “There’s some Solomon’s seal over there!”
Where?
The Taoist priest grew anxious, "Dig faster!"
They came to the base of a thick, large tree, surrounded by dense weeds and several large stones piled up nearby, as if someone had camped there.
Although Song Chunxue had only a superficial understanding of feng shui, she felt very comfortable sitting here, so the feng shui must be good.
She carefully dug down with a hoe and sure enough, she found a Solomon's seal.
"It's a good thing, I'll keep it for you for now."
"..." Seeing how much my senior brother cherished a single herb.
Just as she was about to fill in the soil, her fingers touched something hard.
"Senior brother, there seems to be something down there."
She dug around with her hands and found a round object.
Just as they were about to dig deeper, they suddenly felt a sharp sword aura rushing towards them!
"Watch out!" The Taoist priest threw out his hoe to block the flying sword.
Who touched my wine?
A powerful voice came towards them, followed by a man in a purple robe descending from the sky, holding a leather whip, and striding angrily toward the two of them.
Song Chunxue instinctively hid behind the Taoist priest and whispered, "What did that person just shout? Wine?"
“Yes, you touched the wine I buried!” the silver-haired man said, pointing at the two of them. “Who sent you to steal the wine?”
The Taoist priest cupped his hands in greeting, "Greetings, senior. We did not steal any wine; we were just picking mushrooms and gathering herbs here. You have misunderstood."
Song Chunxue nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, you misunderstood. We didn't expect there to be something under this Huangjing. It turns out it was your wine. We're so sorry, we'll be leaving now."
"By the way, did you also grow this Solomon's Seal?"
The man in purple robes walked over with a frown, squatted down, took out a jar of wine, and then used a spell to restore the ground to its original state as if it had never been dug up.
Song Chunxue was stunned. "Really... really, there are magical arts?"
The Taoist priest bowed to the visitors again, saying, "We did not mean to offend you, please forgive us, senior."
The man in the purple robe opened the bottle cap, took a sniff, and closed his eyes in ecstasy.
"Hmm, fine wine," the man in purple robes raised his eyes to look at them. "Since we're destined to meet, shall we share a drink?"
The Taoist priest smiled and said, "It's my honor."
Song Chunxue wanted to ask something, but afraid of appearing ignorant, she obediently followed behind them to the pavilion they had visited earlier.
She dared not scrutinize the man in the purple robe closely; he possessed an air of otherworldly grace, a youthful face and white hair, and seemed mysterious and unapproachable.
Three wine goblets appeared on the table, and the man in purple robes filled them one by one.
This was the first time she had ever seen her senior brother behave like a domesticated squirrel in front of others.
"Thank you, senior."
Song Chunxue also picked up the wine cup with both hands, as if it were very valuable, and said, "Thank you, senior."
"Make yourself at home. I haven't seen any strangers in years. Is that kid Dongfang Xu at the temple?"
“Brother Dongfang is still at the temple. He went down the mountain to buy some things this morning,” the Taoist priest asked respectfully. “May I ask which senior you are to him? I will let him know when he returns.”
"You'll know when he returns. This wine is called 'Drunken for a Thousand Years.' Just have one cup, and don't overindulge." As he spoke, he looked at Song Chunxue, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"You're actually someone whom Heaven has taken pity on. You've done quite well to be given a second chance, and you've come to your senses quickly. You haven't wasted this rare opportunity." He looked at Song Chunxue thoughtfully. "Hmm, it's been many years since I've taken on any disciples. Why don't you become my disciple?"
"Ah?" Song Chunxue was flattered and turned to look at the Taoist priest. "Senior brother, this..."
"Hurry up and kneel down and call me Master, quick!" The Taoist priest grabbed her by the collar and pulled her up from the stone bench, then pressed down on the back of her neck. "That's perfect."
"..." Song Chunxue, who hadn't reacted yet, felt a pain when her knee hit the ground. She guessed that she had scraped her skin. Why was her senior brother in such a hurry?
Can she really be a disciple of this kind of person?
Did he drink too much and get drunk?
She asked herself if she was truly as confused as she had been in her previous life, but was Heaven being too kind to her?
"Hehehe, you are indeed a pure and clear-headed person, but..." He didn't finish his sentence, but nodded instead, "Then let me have a toast. Remember to bring me two jars of wine in the future. If you encounter any trouble in the world, I will protect you."
Her senior brother gave her a wink, and her eyes almost twitched.
"But why don't you choose your senior brother?" Although her question seemed ungrateful, she could tell that her senior brother knew that it would be beneficial to take the person in front of him as his master.
"What do you think?" The man in purple robes looked at Zhang Yunqing. "If you're willing, I'll take you as my disciple."
"Senior brother, you don't have a master now, let's worship together." She's been calling him senior brother for so many years, she can't be the only one to have a master.
“I cannot become your disciple,” Master Zhang said, bowing. “Although I have left the mountain gate, I have never forgotten my master.”
Song Chunxue looked at her senior brother with a complicated expression, feeling a sadness similar to that she felt when her older sisters sent her away as a child bride.
"Senior brother..."
She choked up and couldn't speak after saying just two words.
"A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, something many people would kill for. Quickly bow down, I'm still your senior brother." The Taoist priest smiled. "In all things considered, you are the best disciple I've ever taught."
Song Chunxue lowered her head to wipe away her tears, kowtowed to the man in purple robes, then picked up the wine in front of her and raised it above her head with both hands.
"Alright, the apprenticeship ceremony is complete. Where are the mushrooms you picked?" The purple-robed man drank his wine and stood up, and everything on the table disappeared.
The Taoist priest quickly handed over the mushrooms from the cloth bag, saying, "These should all be edible."
"Okay, I'll stir-fry it when I get back."
He took a small, delicate gold spoon from his pocket and handed it to Song Chunxue.
"Remember to come back here to collect the key in five years. You are not yet free from worldly ties and cannot go up the mountain to cultivate in seclusion." As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Master Zhang's shoulder heavily. "Alright, you are busy. Until we meet again."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared.
If Song Chunxue hadn't been kneeling on the ground, she would have wondered if she had just dozed off and dreamt.
With a crisp "clang," the golden spoon accidentally fell to the ground.
"Oh my goodness, that's gold! A golden spoon given by the immortal! You must treasure it like a precious gem!" The Taoist priest immediately picked it up, wiped the dust off with his sleeve, and said, "Here, keep it safe and don't let anyone take it."
Song Chunxue took it blankly, "But he didn't even ask my name."
“This spoon is with you. You don’t need to ask its name; it recognizes your soul.” The Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes glistening with mixed emotions of sorrow and joy. “I’ve managed to find you the strongest backer by sheer luck. Otherwise, with your unforgiving nature, you would only be getting beaten up in the future.”
"Senior brother, is there something you're hiding from me?"
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