Chapter 68: Qianyuan Xianyundao is safe and sound
Lingxiang's leg injury has healed about 70% of its original size, but she is still ordered by Master Fuyin not to walk around freely. Although the bone-repairing pill is very effective, it is only new bone after all and cannot withstand excessive fatigue.
But the martial arts performance will be held in a few days, and I had already promised Zhao Wuyang to help him practice. It is very far to the Bamboo Garden, and I have to go up and down the mountain, which is really inconvenient.
In that case, I'll ask those old antiques in Hufeng Palace to borrow these people for use first.
So Lingxiang wrote a letter to ask for a few people from Master Shangqing.
When Shangqing Zhenren read the letter from the paper crane, he couldn't help but have a terrible headache. The letter said that his house was dilapidated and he was living in a cold house with no one to respond. It also said that there were many elders and disciples everywhere, but he was the only one who was all alone and helpless. In short, it was extremely miserable.
But when I turned to the second page, I saw several people's names written on it. They said they wanted to take it away to play with it for a few days, and if I didn't agree, they would make trouble in Wuji Palace.
Speaking so recklessly is really a disgrace to the Taoist sect, but Lingxiang has always acted without restraint. If something goes wrong, it is possible that she will really overturn the Wuji Palace.
Fortunately, Shangqing Zhenren knew Lingxiang very well. She said these words just because she was resentful of Linglong and wanted to annoy her senior brother, the head teacher. With Qianyuan Zhenren's persuasion, he agreed to her request.
Lingxiang was a little surprised when she received the letter. Could it be that old man Shangqing had been so angry with her over the years that he was really as calm as a still well?
Looking at Master Qianyuan who came to deliver the message in person with a smile on his face, she had been calculating in her mind for a while - he even specially asked the second old man to deliver the message. The old guy in front of her was also an old fox with a tortuous mind, so she had to be on guard.
"So, old man, did you agree to this?" Lingxiang asked intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhenren Qianyuan did not answer, but just waved his sleeves, and a pot of hot tea appeared on the table. He sat down leisurely, took the teacup, poured it out himself, and slowly drank it.
Lingxiang couldn't see through Qianyuan Zhenren's thoughts. She wondered what this old man was trying to do, as he didn't say a word but was sitting in her room drinking tea.
But her expression remained unchanged, and she actually started drinking tea with Master Qianyuan.
After drinking a cup of tea, Lingxiang sighed in her heart - after all, because of her high level of cultivation, people would praise her, and even the tea she drank was much more mellow than the tea she drank at Qingwei Peak.
Perhaps because he was heartbroken about the good tea, or perhaps because he had something else to do, Qian Yuan Zhenren finally spoke:
"Junior Sister is becoming more patient now."
Lingxiang smiled softly when she heard this: "There's nothing going on in the mountains. I'm in this state now, and you've answered my request. What's the rush?"
What a joke! It's obviously you, old man, who has something to do, but you still have to pretend to drink tea. Since you are being offered good tea, why should she be polite?
"I see a few people on your list with decent qualifications. Do you want to recruit them?" Taoist Qian Yuan raised his cup to drink tea. The mist from the tea covered his eyes.
Lingxiang pondered the hidden meaning behind Qianyuan Zhenren's words. Could it be that this old man had chosen a disciple?
"Why not?" Lingxiang replied vaguely while picking up the pot and pouring tea.
"That's not impossible, but they are still outer disciples. If you treat them so specially, it will be unfair to other disciples." Zhenren Qianyuan put down the teacup and looked at Lingxiang.
Lingxiang smiled softly, "Unfair? Everything in this world is inherently unfair, just like me. Has God ever been fair to me?"
Upon hearing this, Master Qianyuan's eyes darkened. Before he could speak, Lingxiang continued:
"Besides, if I really like these people, it wouldn't be a big deal to teach them in advance. Could it be that I, the peak master, am just a decoration? Secondly..." She took a sip of tea, as if intentionally making a loud noise, "No one has stipulated that disciples can't seek out the elders to learn about the Tao. Since you are here to practice, if you don't take the initiative to seek out the master to ask questions early, then it can only be said that your heart is not sincere in practicing Taoism. If you fall behind them, you can't blame others."
When Lingxiang mentioned this, she thought of Banxia. She admired that female disciple very much. Although Senior Brother Donghui seemed to be interested in her, it would be better for her to be happy herself.
As for why he liked her, be it flattery or praise, it was because when he went to look for Xinyi as a spiritual puppet that day, she met him and praised him highly. At the end, she also told him openly that she wanted to learn talisman techniques from him.
Maybe the nice words intoxicated Lingxiang's mind, and she was taken along this time when she was asked to come back.
Meeting is fate, and she's devoted to cultivation. Helping her once can also earn her a favor, so why not? Who knows, if he gets something good someday, I could use this as a bargaining chip, right?
Thinking of this, Lingxiang felt a surge of regret: she had forgotten about Cheng Yu. Senior Brother Zhao Ming was in charge of the mountain defense formation, and he had the most treasures.
Lingxiang secretly beat her chest and stamped her feet in regret, but then she heard Master Qianyuan say:
"I think Zhao Wuyang has a very good character. Although he was born into a wealthy family, he has no arrogance or extravagance. He is a promising talent. If..."
"If you can, Senior Brother Yu, you will definitely be able to bring him to the supreme realm." Before Qian Yuan Zhenren could finish, Lingxiang interrupted, "Why are you acting like this, Second Senior Brother? You want to ask me for a disciple."
Lingxiang said as she took another sip of tea and smacked it seriously, as if she was really tasting the tea.
"Well, since Senior Brother has taken a liking to this person, it's also his good fortune. I'll just go along with it and give you a favor. But..." Lingxiang put down the teacup and said, "It's just that for cultivators, loyalty and trust are paramount. I promised to help him cultivate, and I won't break my promise. Besides, look at my tea, it's not even as good as yours and Senior Brother's. Since you've given a disciple to you, you can't let me make a loss, right?"
Zhenren Qianyuan smiled when he heard this. This little junior sister has always been unwilling to suffer any loss. She talked for a long time before, but she was just waiting for him to say this last sentence.
"I'm not like my fourth and fifth junior brothers who own so many magical treasures. Managing the sect's affairs every day is already a tough job. If you want to get even the slightest benefit from me, it will be harder than ascending to heaven. If I don't ask Qingwei Peak for elixirs, you should just worship the Three Pure Ones more often every day."
"Hey~ Look at what Second Senior Brother said, when did I, Junior Sister, ever cause you trouble?" Lingxiang said as she picked up the teacup.
Upon hearing this, Master Qianyuan muttered to himself: You have caused a lot of trouble to an old man like me since you were a child.
Just as he was complaining in his heart, he heard Lingxiang say, "I will definitely not ask for something that you don't have, brother. Even if I ask for it, you can't give it to me out of thin air. What I want is naturally what you have, and I will never make it difficult for you."
After hearing this, Master Qianyuan became interested: "Oh? Tell me about it."
"I've read all the books in Langhuan Pavilion, but my cultivation still hasn't progressed. I guess it's not in line with my method of cultivation. I've never studied the fragments of the unique skills that my senior brothers are practicing. Why don't you grant me a plaque so I can visit His Majesty Wuji's scroll room a few times? Who knows, one day I might be able to break through."
"This..." Zhenren Qianyuan hesitated after hearing this.
Seeing him like this, Lingxiang quickly exaggerated and said, "Oh my, what a good seedling! If it fell into my hands, it would not only be misleading the students, but it would also be a waste of talent!"
Upon hearing this, Zhenren Qianyuan's expression changed.
"It's not that I don't want to, but this matter needs to be discussed with the head brother before it can be decided. Why don't you wait a moment until I go back and tell the senior brother and then we can make other plans."
"It's a deal!" Lingxiang raised her right palm towards Zhenren Qianyuan.
"It's a deal!" Zhenren Qianyuan returned a palm, then suddenly came to his senses: How can it be decided when we haven't even discussed it yet?
Oh no! I’ve been tricked by this little girl again!
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