"I discovered that the host has been invited by the sage Laozi to become his disciple. You have the following options."
"Choice 1: Become a disciple of the Saint Laozi and receive nine [Hongmeng Pseudo-Qi] as a reward. Hongmeng Pseudo-Qi: When the world was first created, when the primordial wilderness was born, the world generated countless auras. Hongmeng Qi is the way of heaven, but those who are lacking in it are pseudo-Qi. The condensed energy of those who become saints through merit and virtue is Hongmeng Purple Qi, while those who are lacking in it condense Hongmeng Pseudo-Qi and become sub-saints."
"Choice 2: Refuse to become the disciple of Saint Laozi and receive a reward of thirty-six [Primordial Creation Qi]. Primordial Creation Qi: A wisp of holy true energy, it is the energy of the Primordial Creation, which can strengthen the body. It is rumored that each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches has condensed hundreds of Primordial Creation Qi."
hiss!
The strongest saint is worthy of being the strongest saint, the reward for accepting a disciple is so generous.
Shachen was stunned when he saw it.
To be honest, this reward was the most tempting one he had ever encountered.
If you become a disciple of the sage Laozi, the reward you can get is actually Hongmeng pseudo-qi. It is said that some people become saints through merit, but their merit is not enough to condense purple qi, so they condense pseudo-qi and become sub-sages.
The Three Saints of Huoyun Palace and Houtu of the Samsara Platform are all condensed Hongmeng pseudo-qi and have become sub-saints.
It is said that Lu Ya, the most extraordinary Taoist master in the Conferred Gods War, had an amazing background and talent, and embodied all the merits of his past and present lives.
Then, during the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, he helped King Wu to defeat King Zhou and conquer the Jiejiao Sect, and his merits made him a sub-sage.
The details are unknown.
But it is certain.
Hongmeng Pseudo-Qi is a very powerful existence. Any one of them is estimated to be of great benefit to people.
This time there are actually nine.
Shachen could even imagine that if he really agreed, perhaps this reward would be given to him by the system through the hands of the saint Laozi.
but.
Merit and virtue are things that are very mysterious and hard to explain.
The sand and dust are in the quicksand river, helpless in the world. To talk about merits and virtues is pure nonsense.
If one really wants to gain merit and condense the Hongmeng pseudo-qi at that time, who knows how much it will cost.
Now it's just apprenticeship, it's just a gimmick.
Shachen could also imagine that if he really became Li Er's disciple, he would be immediately kicked out of here.
Whatever he gets by then will be from working for others.
No freedom.
not to mention.
Following the sage Lao Tzu may not necessarily be completely safe.
After all, the saint is powerful himself, so he must be safe. Just like Tongtian Patriarch, the Jiejiao was beaten to pieces, but he was fine.
But.
The disciples of Jiejiao were in a miserable state.
The sage Lao Tzu himself is awesome, but his disciples may not be awesome, and they still have to work for Lao Tzu.
If a lot of things are moving around, conflicts may arise.
The temple is large but there are few monks. Sha Chen feels that there will be many places where he will be needed. Not only will it be unsafe, but there will be so many things to do that he won't have time to practice.
This is also why the saints become stronger and stronger, but their followers find it difficult to make progress.
It’s not that I don’t have talent or resources, but that I don’t have enough time.
You have to run errands for the saint, spread the saint's name, and gild the saint. In this way, you don't have time to practice yourself.
If you don't have time to practice, your cultivation will definitely not keep up, and you will soon be surpassed by others.
Shachen doesn't like fighting and killing, or rather, he doesn't like being beaten and killed by others.
Isn't it good to practice well?!
Moreover, wouldn't it be wonderful to obtain thirty-six primordial creation energies?!
That was twenty more than what he had obtained before. He didn't know how far he could push his body.
Thinking of this, Shachen was surprised.
He just wanted to reject Li Er, but he couldn't be so blunt, let alone too direct, otherwise it would make Li Er lose face.
He has lost face, and who knows if he will suddenly attack him, or torture him for three months like Taishang Laojun did.
That's not pleasant.
Shachen hesitated again and again and pretended to be constipated.
Then, he said, "Saint, please forgive me. I am not very knowledgeable, my skills are limited, my talent is average, and my opportunities are few. If I follow you, I am afraid that I will bring shame to you. Therefore, please forgive me for not being able to become your disciple."
In fact, after Li Er saw Shachen's eyes change several times and showed a hint of embarrassment, he knew the result.
The dilemma was not whether to become his disciple, but how to reject him without embarrassing him.
Li Er immediately thought to himself, "Why would this fellow reject me without hesitation? Is it possible that my reputation as a saint is no longer effective and not attractive enough?"
Seeing Shachen hesitate again and again and then pretend to refuse, Li Er became more certain of his thoughts.
It's also more unbalanced.
He is a saint, even the most powerful saint, the leader of the Three Pure Ones.
I have students and former officials all over the world, but I only have two direct disciples. Now I offer you the third one, aren’t you happy?!
Li Er said, "Shachen, think carefully. I am a saint, and it has been a long time since I accepted any disciples. I don't know how many people have longed to become my disciples, but I haven't even looked them in the eye."
"If you reject me, you are rejecting a great opportunity. This opportunity is not available to everyone. Not even one in a billion people has it."
Sha Chen quickly clasped his fists again, but in his heart he thought, "Could it be that I didn't hesitate long enough, my acting was too poor, and he still hasn't given up?"
But he said with a panicked look: "Saint, please forgive me. I have no virtue or talent. I have no chance to meet that one in a billion chance."
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