Chapter 23
Lingxi hadn't expected Master Yun to be so decisive.
He didn't hesitate at all and immediately wanted to become her disciple.
The wind rustled the leaves of the ginkgo trees overhead, creating a rustling sound.
Yun Qingzi was still kneeling on the cement floor, and she kowtowed deeply.
Lingxi said to Yun Qingzi, "I have only been a master for a few days. If there is anything I do wrong, please point it out to me immediately."
Yun Qingzi remained kneeling on the ground, her back straight, showing no signs of being a fifty-year-old woman; her spirit was even stronger than that of today's young people.
He listened respectfully to Lingxi's words.
"In that case, you shall be my second disciple, Lingxi."
A short sentence, like heavenly music.
Yun Qingzi's face lit up with joy, and he immediately kowtowed again, "Thank you, Master. This disciple will go and prepare the items for the apprenticeship ceremony."
"No need. Just like your senior sister, ask someone you know to be a witness."
"yes."
There are two bamboo chairs and a wooden table in the courtyard.
It's very simple.
Yun Qingzi pulled out a chair for Lingxi to sit on. After Lingxi sat down, he went and brewed a pot of tea.
Standing to the side, holding a cup in his left hand and a teapot in his right, he poured Lingxi a cup of tea with a very serious attitude.
Yun Qingzi's act of respecting his teacher was correct.
But there's no need to be so reserved.
Lingxi, holding a teacup, said directly, "Go sit down. I don't have many rules here, so don't make do."
"Yes, Master," Yun Qingzi replied immediately.
He knew what was going on and didn't take everything he said to heart.
Master is too young.
The relationship between master and apprentice should be balanced; it shouldn't be too extreme, nor should it be completely absent.
He will take care of the rest for his master.
Yun Qingzi sat down on the edge of the bamboo stool and continued the previous topic: "Master, the abbot of Linxi Temple, who is also my father, I grew up in the temple from childhood, studying and cultivating under the abbot until his death, when I took over Linxi Temple."
Lingxi remained unfazed upon hearing this, showing no surprise.
After all, family traditions can only be passed down from generation to generation based on blood ties.
As time passed, Yun Qingzi recalled the past with a wistful expression and slowly said, "I learned fortune telling from him, and every time I did a divination, it came true."
"The abbot and I then realized that something was amiss, but the occasion was unusual, so we dared not speak out, or even mention it."
“As for what’s special about it,” Yun Qingzi paused, then continued, “from as far back as I can remember, my intuition has been exceptionally sharp. After a few divinations, I found the answer in my heart. Although it was only a little bit, it was still somewhat effective.”
"In recent years, apart from some minor issues or deliberately miscalculating when I should be confused, I have never made a mistake."
As she said this, Yun Qingzi's brows revealed a hint of confidence in her own strength.
A touch of melancholy arose in Lingxi's expression and heart.
Yun Qingzi was born at an inopportune time, but now that she's here, she won't be forgotten.
If things go smoothly, he might be able to carve out his own destiny.
Suddenly, Lingxi paused: "So, you also divined my fate? And what was the result?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingzi's expression changed: "Master, I..."
"I'm a little curious."
"Great fortune."
"Then what?"
Yun Qingzi blushed, wiped the sweat from his forehead with some shame, and said in a low voice, "Master, I didn't figure out anything after that."
"It's nothing. You've never even started cultivating, yet you're already this powerful."
Lingxi praised him sincerely.
Before Yun Qingzi could speak, she was interrupted by an old man's voice from outside the door.
"Old Daoist Yun, you... Ah, Immortal Master, you're here too."
Old Liu had casually called out "Yun Qingzi" as he entered the door, but when he looked into the courtyard, he saw a young woman with an otherworldly and refined air sitting under a tree.
Upon seeing the visitor, Lingxi's eyes twitched involuntarily. She said, "Grandpa Liu, I've come to the temple to chat with the Taoist priest."
“Oh dear, I come here every day. My wife is gone, and life is meaningless. I can only trouble you, old Taoist, at the temple.”
Old Liu chuckled and pulled a small bag of sunflower seeds from his bright red coat pocket as he walked.
He went to the kitchen on the right and skillfully took a chair to sit next to the old Taoist priest.
Yun Qingzi had already looked away; the bright red dress was a bit too much for him to bear.
Lingxi picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Just then, her phone rang, and Lingxi saw that the sender was a friend she hadn't contacted in years.
She was somewhat puzzled.
After all, time had passed, and their feelings for each other had grown somewhat distant.
Lingxi had tried sending her messages before, but had not received a reply.
Presumably, she has already given up on their friendship.
Today, a message came in, but I don't know what it means.
Thinking about her things, Lingxi decided not to stay at the Taoist temple any longer and took her leave.
Yun Qingzi saw Ling Xi off at the gate, saying, "Master, take care."
"Remember to come over tomorrow."
"I will be there on time."
"Let's go back."
Lingxi waved to Yun Qingzi and then walked back.
Old Liu had sharp ears and seemed to have heard something incredible.
He hurriedly walked to Yun Qingzi's side, his face full of shock: "You...you...you've become my disciple!"
Yun Qingzi glanced to the side and said indifferently, "Hmm."
After saying that, he strode inside.
Old Liu, left standing there, muttered to himself, "Goodness, you old ox really have found a master!"
...
As she slowly walked to the foot of the mountain, Lingxi turned around and disappeared, using her wind control technique to return home.
Arriving in the backyard, I saw Jin Moli still diligently cultivating, and I smiled with satisfaction.
Before leaving, I unconsciously turned my gaze to Su Yuan, who was still in seclusion.
His body was still surrounded by spiritual light, healing his injuries.
Lingxi leaned against the cement wall of the back room, took out her phone, opened WeChat, and saw what messages she had sent.
An Ruo: [Xi Xi, May 16th is my wedding day, please be sure to come to my wedding!]
An Ruo: [Waiting for you.]
Anruo: [Address.]
Lingxi was speechless. The message she sent contained messages that Lingxi had sent her over the past year.
I haven't received a reply yet.
This time, when they sent the message, I acted as if nothing had happened.
There wasn't a single word of explanation.
The weather in May is changeable. The weather was just clear, but then it changed and a light drizzle began to fall.
Lingxi also used her spiritual energy to shield herself, and the cool raindrops fell on her darkened phone screen, leaving behind a dense array of tiny water droplets.
She looked up and faced the rain, her hair and face inevitably getting wet.
Strands of hair, a face as white as jade, and exposed palms were all covered with tiny, transparent water droplets.
A mountain breeze blows.
It feels cool and refreshing.
Lingxi casually wiped the water droplets off the screen with her palm, opened the app, and replied directly.
She couldn't understand why they had been so close in the first place.
They said they wouldn't contact me anymore, and that's it.
Why are you coming to her again now, reminding her of the good and bad times between them?
It disturbed her peace of mind.
Lingxi: [Yes, I'll be there on time.]
An Ruo: [Okay, baby, see you then.]
May 16th.
Today is the fourth day of the fifth lunar month, and there are still many days to go.
Despite their years of friendship, Lingxi still couldn't let go and went to see her one more time.
...
They were called to the front yard of the Ling family home because there was a joyous occasion for them to witness.
However, the specifics of the matter were not disclosed.
"What? The Immortal Master has taken Daoist Yun as his disciple?"
Jin Li picked at her ear with her finger and asked again, "Who? Who did you say?"
"It's Master Yun Qingzi of Linxi Temple."
Jin Li's eyes were somewhat dazed as she turned to face Lin Fengjuan: "Grandma, do you think my ears are failing me? I actually heard... haha... Daoist Master... being accepted as a disciple by the Spirit Immortal Master!"
"Yes," Lin Fengjuan said, somewhat incredulously. "My Jasmine has actually become a senior disciple of the Daoist sect."
Long Xingye's eyes were full of envy. He jumped out and said, "Cultivating immortality, why can't you become an apprentice?"
Unfortunately, he lacked the aptitude for cultivation.
When he learned the truth from the immortal master.
His long-held dream of cultivating immortality...
Just like that...
It broke...
Long Xingye was somewhat indignant; how could Daoist Yun be so lucky?
Yun Qingzi tidied herself up, making sure every strand of her hair was neatly styled, her clothes were ironed, and she was completely clean.
With the refined demeanor he has cultivated over the years, he doesn't look like a fifty-year-old man at all.
Some people say that even those in their thirties can be believed.
Standing in the front yard, the people in front of me were still resetting their brains, and it wasn't until the person in question was right in front of me that they realized what was happening.
"Show-off".
Old Liu muttered to himself.
Master Yun didn't take it to heart.
Seeing that no one was talking, Jin Li wanted to say something to liven things up, but when the words reached her lips, she didn't know what to say and just gave a silly laugh: "Hehe..."
He casually pinched Li Yuncheng, who was standing in front of him.
Having received the hint, Li Yuncheng stepped forward to congratulate him, saying immediately, "Daoist Master, congratulations on having your wish fulfilled."
Congratulations!
Old Liu stepped forward and said, "Old Taoist, I, Old Liu, wish you all your wishes come true. Congratulations."
"Thanks."
Yun Qingzi smiled calmly and accepted everyone's blessings with dignity.
After Lingxi and Jin Moli finished getting ready, they served tea as per the previous procedure, and the event concluded.
Since there was plenty of time, Lingxi brought her second disciple to the backyard that afternoon.
Lingxi drew two fingers in front of Yun Qingzi's eyes.
When Lingxi opened his third eye for the first time and he saw the spiritual energy shield formed by the water chestnut grass, Yun Qingzi was stunned.
“Master, I never imagined that spiritual plants would look like this.”
After feeling the pressure from the spiritual plant.
Yun Qingzi thought about the arduous cultivation that had troubled him for so many years, yet he had no idea how to do it.
If one encounters a spiritual being but lacks the opportunity, one can hardly get close to it, and may even never see it in one's entire life, living only in unrealistic dreams.
He couldn't help but sigh, "The boundaries are truly clear."
Lingxi stopped what she was doing and became serious again: "You must not become addicted to spiritual energy. Stay clear-headed and do not let yourself down."
Yun Qingzi kept Ling Xi's teachings in mind and memorized them.
Jin Moli also stepped forward to tell him her feelings in detail.
With everything prepared, Lingxi stepped forward to open his meridians.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Lingxi was already familiar with the routine, and her speed was much faster than before she was taught.
After regaining her senses, Yun Qingzi's face showed lingering fear.
Lingxi asked some questions, then picked a water chestnut fruit. After its spiritual energy softened, Yun Qingzi swallowed it.
What followed was another long wait.
Yun Qingzi was much older than Jin Moli, and her physical condition and even the impurities remaining in her body hindered her absorption of spiritual energy.
Most of the spiritual energy dissipated, and only a small portion was absorbed, barely enough to support the meridians.
"Good, the meridian opening was successful."
Lingxi's expression softened. Her disciples had overcome the initial hurdle; their future cultivation would depend on their self-discipline and comprehension.
After the meridian opening was successful, Yun Qingzhi's face became much smoother, the fine lines disappeared, and even her skin became fairer.
He looks more like a strong young man in his thirties.
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