Chapter 52 I am the True Master
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In the disciple room that Zhen Junzi spent a huge amount of money to exchange for, Bian Yuanzhi was trying hard to follow his master to learn the symbols that were very strange to him.
Twenty-six pinyin letters were drawn with charcoal on the simple wooden board, which looked like heavenly writing in Bian Yuanzhi's eyes.
Outside the door, four or five players were quietly eavesdropping at the door, and there were even two squeezed under the window.
Zhen Junzi was teaching his NPC apprentice pinyin while threatening in the team channel: "If anyone reveals his true nature in front of my apprentice and scares him, I will kill him! Understand?"
Jia Xiaoren, a player who had always been on good terms with Zhen Junzi, pointed and said, "Old Zhen means that you all should at least act like human beings!"
Inside the house, after reciting the first seven pinyin letters several times, Zhen Junzi asked gently, "Do you remember them?"
Seeing Bian Yuanzhi nodded, Zhen Junzi said, "Then you should read it more and familiarize yourself with it. I have some things to deal with, and I will come back to teach you how to write it later."
"yes."
Seeing that his cheap apprentice was very well-behaved and obedient, Zhen Junzi nodded slightly with satisfaction, took the square steps he had learned online overnight, and pushed the door open and walked out.
After closing the door gently, Zhen Junzi let out a sigh of relief, then kicked Jia Xiaoren with a ferocious look on his face, and shouted in the group microphone: "Shut up! You are the culprit! It's all your fault!"
Jia Xiaoren spread his hands and said, "Be a reasonable person. I only asked you to sell spiritual herbs, not to tease the NPCs. It's obviously you who was mean."
Of course Zhen Junzi knew that this matter was entirely his own fault. He said that just because he was relying on his good relationship with Jia Xiaoren to vent his anger on his relatives and friends.
After venting his anger, he dejectedly asked the players gathered at the door: "What should we do now? I have to raise a son while playing games in the future! My son is already so big!"
Jia Xiaoren comforted him halfheartedly, "Think positively. You can raise such a big child in no time and let him take care of you in your old age, right?"
"Thank you so much! How about I let him come out and call you Second Master now, and then give half of your things to my disciple in the future? Don't worry, when you are old and 70, I will let him take care of you and take care of you until the end of your life!"
The Jade Emperor who had come to join in the fun interrupted and said, "It's not impossible. We are all brothers. Your son is everyone's son, and your disciple is naturally everyone's disciple!"
"If you think so, as long as you let your apprentice find a few reliable players to call masters, you will not be afraid that no one will help you take care of your apprentice in the future?" Jia Xiaoren smiled and gave a bad idea: "Besides, the entry-level cultivation techniques that you spent a whole night in the library but still couldn't learn, Second Senior Sister knows them all! You can pull your apprentice and ask him to call Second Senior Sister uncle - according to seniority, it should be uncle? In short, let Second Senior Sister teach your apprentice to cultivate, it's a sure win!"
The Jade Emperor also said: "That's right, when your disciple becomes the best in the world, we can all ascend to heaven with him!"
"Don't dream. My apprentice only has five spiritual roots. He has no chance at all. At most, he can practice talismans and tools, which don't require much spiritual root qualifications..." As he said this, Zhen Junzi suddenly shuddered and warned the group of players who came to watch the fun, "You are not allowed to bully my apprentice! You are not allowed to bully him! If you want to bully a kid, go bully your own kid!"
Upon hearing this, the Jade Emperor shook his head in a pretentious manner and said, "If you don't work hard when you are young, you will regret it when you are old!"
Jia Xiaoren also pretended to be heartbroken: "A loving mother often spoils her son! You will harm him by doing this!" "Humph! You are just fools!"
As he spoke, Zhen Junzi glared at everyone, then realized that he had stayed outside the house for a little too long, so he hurriedly opened the door and went back into the house.
"Are you familiar with everything? If you are, I will teach you how to write. Well, we don't need a brush to write the characters we are learning. We can practice with charcoal pencils first. Here are some wooden boards that I have carved. You can use them first. If they are broken, I will carve more for you..."
Listening to the faint sounds in the room, Jia Xiaoren and other eavesdropping players laughed non-stop in the group microphone.
"He looked extremely disgusted, but in fact he prepared lessons overnight and even cut a room full of wooden boards for his apprentices to use!"
"Oh my, oh my, 'If you break it, I will sharpen it for you', tsk!"
"He really is. I'm crying my ass off! Hahahaha!"
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Ever since following his master to Taiyin Sect, Bian Yuanzhi always felt like he was dreaming, and it was a very strange dream.
The main hall of the Taiyin Sect was very grand, the food in the public kitchen was delicious, the most delicious he had ever tasted, and he even had his own room.
It was that the master seemed to love cleanliness to the extreme. Not only did he have to take a bath every day, but he also had to brush his teeth three times a day… He didn’t even use willow branches, but a kind of precious brush he had never seen before. Even the tooth powder he used was something he had never dared to imagine! Are immortals so particular?
Just one day after arriving, the master took him around to recognize people. The master called out dozens of people, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't remember many of them. This made him feel like he was following his parents around to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year...
He is a little homesick.
The master was often not around, and most of the time he would only come to see him in the afternoons and evenings. However, a very gentle elder in the Taiyin sect was very kind to him, and told him to go to her if he had any problems if the master was not around.
The immortals of Taiyin Sect are all very nice, but their walking posture is very strange, either jumping or flying. Sometimes you can see an immortal shouting something like "Fured Wood" and jumping off a cliff... He was scared when he saw it for the first time. It was not until his master explained that it was faster to travel that he suddenly realized it. He just didn't know how long he would have to practice before he could jump off a cliff like that... uh, fly away.
Life in the mountains was leisurely and comfortable. Apart from studying the heavenly book every day, he practiced martial arts using the method taught by his uncle master. After two or three days, Bian Yuanzhi even gained a lot of weight.
That day, after arranging the task of practicing calligraphy, Zhen Junzi hesitantly told Bian Yuanzhi: "Disciple, tomorrow the master will... well, be in seclusion, and will not be here all day. You should write and practice well, and the master will test you when he comes back. If there is anything urgent, go to the elders and Master Baili."
Bian Yuanzhi agreed straightforwardly. He had to practice writing regardless of whether his master was around or not. He had already learned 26 characters called "Pinyin subtitles" and several poems. However, the stories in the books his master gave him for learning characters were very strange, with stories about big bad wolves and little white rabbits, which were a bit childish...By the way, Bian Yuanzhi also found that the language used by the immortals he was learning was pronounced very similarly to the language of Zhongzhou! This made it not too difficult for him to learn - except for the 26 characters that were really hard to remember!
On the other side, Zhen Junzi, who had settled his apprentice, was now pacing anxiously in the room that Jia Xiaoren had exchanged for his apprentice. "What should I do? The game will be updated and maintained tomorrow, for a whole day! Isn't it said that the NPCs in this game evolve automatically, and they can live their lives as usual even when we are not online? Will something happen to my apprentice? Oh no, oh no, I forgot to tell him not to run around. He is not like us who can be resurrected. What if he runs around and gets attacked by a pig?"
Jia Xiaoren rolled his eyes, "Do you think the sect NPC is dead? Second Senior Sister has said that she personally asked the sect elders that your disciple is now a registered disciple of the Taiyin Sect. As long as he can draw Qi into his body, he can become a real second-generation disciple of the Taiyin Sect, and have a disciple token just like us! You are worried about nothing! Besides, in the area of Taiyin Mountain within a dozen miles, rabbits are almost extinct. You still want pigs?"
"Of course you are not worried if he is not your apprentice!"
"How come he is not my apprentice anymore! This kid is now the apprentice of all the players in our server!"
"You are all concubines! You are concubines! I am the only biological father! I am his legitimate master!"
"ill!"
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