In a daze, people seemed to sense that Xiaoyun Temple had become somewhat different at this moment.
Within this newly established sect, a unique lineage seems to have emerged.
Lu Zhouming, who was standing next to Wang Qingyue, was quick-witted. He hurriedly poured tea and handed it to Wang Qingyue, urging in a low voice, "Serve the tea quickly."
"Master."
Wang Qingyue hurriedly served the tea with utmost respect.
Su Lin nodded, took it, and drank it.
Then, Su Lin stood up and gestured to Wang Qingyue: "Come with me."
"Yes, Master."
Wang Qingyue quickly followed, and Lu Zhouming, that shameless kid, also followed closely behind. Xiao Linlin, watching from a distance, glared at him and warned him for his lack of manners, but Lu Zhouming selectively ignored her.
Su Lin didn't care about Lu Zhouming following him and brought his newly accepted disciple to his secluded cultivation room.
"Old Lu, in the next few days, open up a new room next to this house. All the supplies I need for my cultivation will be given to Qingyue."
"good."
Lu Zhouming nodded and noted it down; this was indeed his job within the temple.
"Now that you have become my disciple, we will be master and disciple in Xiaoyun Temple. I will naturally not be stingy with what I should and can give you."
Su Lin put his hands behind his back and pointed to several handwritten cultivation manuals on the shelf in the room: "These are the cultivation methods I practice. You can choose whichever you like. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me anytime."
"Yes, Master."
"Go pick out a few books. If you have nothing else to do, go downstairs. I'll be going into seclusion soon."
Su Lin sat alone at the table, closing his eyes to deduce the cultivation technique.
According to Xiao Linlin's wishes, he has already accepted this disciple, and he himself is quite satisfied with Wang Qingyue, but that's all he's done.
There's no need to delve any deeper. Su Lin doesn't want to delay his own cultivation too much by taking on disciples; he still needs to intensify his own training.
Wang Qingyue walked to the counter, quickly selected a Taoist method he liked, and flipped through a few pages. It was all in Su Lin's handwriting, all copied by his master himself, with Taoist insights hidden within. Every word was like a sword, piercing one's eyes painfully.
Without a doubt, this is the most valuable treasure, a true treasure of cultivation that ordinary disciples would never be able to access.
Wang Qingyue picked out a few books and glanced at Su Lin, who had his eyes closed. Lu Zhouming, who was standing at the door, was waving at him and gesturing for him to be quiet so he could leave quietly.
That's just the way the abbot is; he's very efficient. Now that this matter is over, he won't hold any celebratory banquet for accepting disciples. He'll just let things be as they are from now on.
At this point, it's time to be sensible and leave, so as not to disturb the abbot any further.
But after taking a few steps and reaching the door, Wang Qingyue did not follow Lu Zhouming who had turned around. He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned around and walked in front of Su Lin.
"Is there anything else?"
Su Lin opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Qingyue indifferently.
His attitude wasn't particularly warm, just as cold as he would towards outsiders. This was quite different from Li Xingtian's approach to teaching, but rather very similar to Su Qingyang's.
“Master, you just said... that we are master and disciple in this temple.”
"Hmm, what do you want to say?"
"This disciple is dull-witted and has not understood the distinction between inside and outside the sect. Does this mean that I can no longer address you as Master outside the sect?"
Wang Qingyue asked respectfully, her head bowed and eyes lowered, without responding to Lu Zhouming's constant hints from the side.
This kid is really bold, daring to say these things in front of his master. Isn't he afraid of losing his status as the chief disciple?
This question already touches upon secrets at the systemic level, truths that local cultivators are not qualified to pry into.
"You want to know the difference?"
Su Lin smiled, and Wang Qingyue remained silent for a moment before honestly speaking: "This disciple does not know whether he should know or not, but this disciple knows the importance of Master. Master is like a father. Xiaoyun Temple bestowed upon me the Daoist teachings, and Master did not mind that I was once a mortal."
“This is my opportunity, and it is a place I cherish. I have no more attachments to the mortal world. Xiaoyun Temple is my home. If Master allows, I would like to become your disciple outside the temple.”
He was unaware of the mechanism, but his genius-level perception was keen, and he noticed the difference in Su Lin's words, and felt a strong desire to find the truth.
This is exactly the same as Su Lin's; beings with great talent are unwilling to be trapped in chaos and ignorance.
"That's not a good thing."
Su Lin's smile deepened: "The world outside the temple is too dangerous. It's far better to cultivate diligently inside the temple. You've had a lot of good fortune, so don't go down the wrong path and end up in a place of no return."
“How can it be wrong to walk the same path as your master?”
Wang Qingyue replied, "Even if it is wrong, it is still the path under Master's feet, and naturally it is also the path I must walk. Master said before that we should fight our way through battle, and as a disciple, I should clear the thorns and brambles for Master."
"These few sentences are very moving. Did Lu Zhouming teach you them?"
“Brother Lu is very talented and has given me a lot of guidance, but he has never mentioned these things. He only warned me not to delve too deeply into Master’s secrets.”
"He's quite sensible."
Su Lin smiled faintly, glanced at Lu Zhouming standing outside the door, and suddenly said, "Wang Qingyue, she didn't intend to reserve a spot for you outside the temple. You're forcing it, do you understand?"
Xiao Linlin knew that Su Lin had a way to take Wang Qingyue away from the game, but Xiao Linlin did not intend to let Su Lin do so, otherwise she would not have spent extra effort to set up a plan around Wang Qingyue.
The young girl was indeed proud and arrogant. She looked down on even a prodigy like Wang Qingyue. She wanted to continue waiting for the future development of Xiaoyun Temple, waiting for an even more outstanding genius to appear before she would be qualified to become Su Linxin's follower.
“I understand, I am unworthy to be your disciple.”
Wang Qingyue lowered his head: "Even if I am dull-witted, I have already become your disciple. As a disciple, I should serve you. Even if I cannot do it perfectly, I can still endure hardship for you."
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