Yu Jinshu took out a bag of secret chicken feet from his purse and looked at old man Wuyang with a flattering smile.
"Master, you must have a way. You have lived for over 600 years, so you can definitely help me find a solution."
Old Man Wuyang took the chicken feet from Yu Jinshu's hand, and his mouth watered at the aroma. "Master, why haven't I seen these chicken feet before?"
These chicken feet are pickled pepper chicken feet bought from the system mall.
Yu Jinshu: "Master, please try it."
Old man Wuyang took a chicken claw and gnawed on it. As he gnawed on it, a very satisfied smile appeared on his face. "Delicious, really delicious."
Yu Jinshu: "Master, if you can tell me how to learn to fly with a sword in three months, I will give you this chicken claw every day."
Old man Wuyang frowned his gray brows, as if he was thinking with all his might, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of any way to let his disciple learn to fly with a sword in just three months.
He shook his head helplessly: "It seems that I am not so blessed as to allow my disciple to give me such delicious chicken feet every day."
Yu Jinshu looked disappointed, but she still said, "Master, if you want to eat this chicken feet, I will still serve it to you."
With a lost look on her face, she went to her shabby house and crawled into the tent.
Wuyang turned around and felt moved when he heard his disciple's words.
Having such a good disciple in this life is the greatest blessing in his life.
He looked at his disciple's lonely back, then turned around and continued to eat the delicious meat that his disciple had given him as a gift, as well as the fruit wine he bought at the market.
But for some reason, his heart became heavy.
He looked at the braised pork elbows and a large bag of chicken feet, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. He quickly packed up the food and flew to Zixia Peak on his sword, not caring that dusk was approaching.
"Master, look at this. This is the braised meat and chicken feet my disciple gave me as a gift. They are really delicious."
There was no one to take care of Mo Chuan. He hadn't cooked for himself for thousands of years, so he didn't eat that meal.
However, he has reached this level of cultivation, so not eating for a few days is not a problem.
The old man Wuyang said cheerfully, "Master, look at my disciple, a skinny girl with no cultivation. She climbed the mountain for several days and still brought some delicious food from the market to honor her master. Such a kind and thoughtful disciple, Master and mother, don't you think your disciple is particularly good?"
Mo Chuan's face was calm, but his heart was filled with heat.
His Junior Sister Zixia has always been like this.
He was in a particularly good mood.
The old man Wuyang continued, "Master, you'll be in seclusion in three months. Someone will have to take care of the flowers and plants here, and someone will have to take care of your food and clothing, as well as all those other matters..."
Mo Chuan said coldly, "Do you want your disciple to come? She can't even fly a sword, how can she help me with my affairs?"
Old Man Wuyang leaned forward and said with a smile, "Master, is there any way for my disciple to learn to fly with a sword in just three months?"
Mo Chuan said coldly, "There is no shortcut to cultivation. You can only achieve the desired realm by taking one step at a time."
"Master, Master!"
Suddenly a sweet voice was heard, and Mo Chuan and old man Wuyang turned to look over.
Both the master and the disciple looked surprised.
The old man Wuyang ran towards Yu Jinshu and asked, "Disciple, how did you get to Zixia Peak?"
Yu Jinshu smiled smugly and turned around to point outside.
Old man Wuyang looked outside and saw a huge dragon crawling on the ground.
He screamed with excitement, as if he was crazy: "Ahhh! My disciple can actually summon a dragon! My disciple can actually summon a dragon! This is so amazing! Master, Master, Master is so happy! Disciple, you are so amazing..."
He was so excited that he was a little incoherent.
Mo Chuan looked at the dragon outside and was also surprised.
It is indeed strange that the dragon would listen to the words of a female disciple who had just joined the sect.
Shenlong was an old friend of Mo Chuan. He stood up and walked out.
Outside, old man Wuyang was trying to touch the dragon. The dragon resisted at first, but Yu Jinshu went to talk to the dragon and the dragon obediently let old man Wuyang touch it.
Old man Wuyang jumped and shouted every time he was touched, as excited as a naughty boy.
Yu Jinshu was talking quietly to Shenlong: "Brother Long, my master likes you, just make him happy!"
The dragon nodded its head and moved its body towards the old man Wuyang, indicating that the old man should sit on it.
The old man Wuyang jumped onto the dragon's body, advancing one inch at a time, and said to Yu Jinshu, "Disciple, how about letting the dragon take me on a flight around Xuantian Sect?"
Yu Jinshu asked the dragon, and the dragon actually agreed. He soared into the sky and carried the old man Wuyang around Xuantian Sect.
The dragon's body was emitting light. When the dragon carried Yu Jinshu here just now, it had already alarmed the elders and disciples of Xuantian Sect.
Everyone exclaimed in surprise, as this dragon rarely appeared.
It can be said that it has not appeared for hundreds of years.
While Shenlong was taking old man Wuyang out to play, Yu Jinshu ran to Mo Chuan.
After bowing, she said, "Master, you will be in seclusion for three months. I will come here to take care of your food, clothing, and flowers and plants. Is that okay? The dragon promised me that it can take me to the main peak, or anywhere else."
Mo Chuan looked at Yu Jinshu and thought of Zixia in the past.
His face was expressionless, but his heart was filled with warmth. "You don't have to wait three months. Come tomorrow!"
He turned and walked in.
Yu Jinshu was stunned when he heard this. "I'll come tomorrow."
Wow! She was so excited that she clenched her fists and jumped up and down with a happy smile. This is too good to be true!
The dragon returned with the old man Wuyang, who was screaming and mad.
The old man Wuyang jumped off the dragon, looked at his disciple who was rushing towards him, and said with a smile: "Good disciple, how did you subdue the dragon?"
Yu Jinshu smiled and said, "Just now I was feeling depressed in the house! I took the dragon ball out to light the way, and the dragon flew over. I came out and saw you, so the dragon carried me to Zixia Peak."
The old man Wuyang was so shocked that his eyes widened. "You came without being summoned. I guess when the dragon gave you the dragon ball, it also recognized you as its master and can sense your thoughts."
Yu Jinshu tugged at the old man Wuyang's sleeve and said, "Master, I want to tell you some good news."
"Speak, speak quickly."
"Master asked me to come to Zixia Peak to help tomorrow."
"real?"
"real."
"My dear disciple, you have made great progress. You are still relatively new to cultivation, yet you can summon a divine dragon, and even gain your master's approval to allow you to come to Zixia Peak. Your progress has brought honor to your master in Xuantian Sect."
Yu Jinshu was particularly happy when he saw the proud look on old man Wuyang's face.
The master and disciple rode the magic dragon and flew back to Xiaoyao Peak.
As soon as they arrived, they saw a group of elders coming on their swords.
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