Yang Anping learned from Chang Yi that he had been here for five full days.
Yang Anping is a cultivator in the Jindan stage. He doesn’t feel hungry even if he doesn’t eat for several days.
Plus, he was so engrossed in watching that he didn't notice that so much time had passed.
No wonder it is said that those who practice Taoism have no time. Sometimes when a cultivator enters a state of meditation, dozens or even hundreds of years may have passed when he wakes up.
"I am really sorry for disturbing you for so long." Yang Anping just felt embarrassed.
After all, he stayed in someone else's house for so long.
"No problem." Chang Yi was not angry, otherwise he would have reminded him long ago and would not have let him stay that long.
"Fellow Daoist Li, your talent in formations far exceeds mine. I believe you will be able to create a teleportation formation connecting the two worlds." Chang Yi was truly envious of Yang Anping's talent in formations.
Who would have thought that he had an epiphany just by reading the notes of Grandmaster Yuan Qing.
However, although Chang Yi envied Yang Anping's talent, he was not jealous, and even wanted to take him as his apprentice.
Chang Yi is about to die, but he has no disciples. If he dies, the Tianyi Sect’s inheritance will be cut off.
This is the last thing Chang Yi wants to see.
In fact, it was not easy for him to accept disciples. He accepted two disciples in his life, but both of them had died.
However, thinking of Yang Anping's current cultivation level, Chang Yi had to give up the idea.
Although his cultivation is higher than Yang Anping's, the difference between their cultivation is only one small realm. How can he be his master?
That’s right, Yang Anping’s cultivation level has increased again, from the early stage of Golden Core to the middle stage of Golden Core.
Less than half a year had passed since his last promotion.
Chang Yi didn’t know that Yang Anping had just advanced from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Early Golden Core Stage, otherwise he would have been even more amazed at his talent in formation.
"Brother Yang, I wonder if you are willing to join my Tianyi Sect. If you are willing, I will teach you everything I know in the future." Although he was unable to accept Yang Anping as his disciple, Chang Yi was still unwilling to give up such a genius, nor could he bear to see the inheritance of Tianyi Sect end in his hands.
Although with Chang Yi's level of cultivation, there would naturally be many people willing to take him as their master, but he just doesn't accept disciples.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to harvest, but that there are no good seedlings.
So it has been delayed until now.
Now he has not much time left to live, and it is too late for him to accept new disciples. Moreover, there are only 100,000 people in the entire Xingyue City. Even if he wants to accept disciples, he cannot find good ones.
Because of the small population, the number of new births each year is naturally small, and the number of children who are tested to have spiritual roots is even smaller. Even if they have spiritual roots, those with good spiritual roots are even rarer.
In the past fifty years, the number of children with spiritual roots found in the entire Xingyue City is less than two hundred, and most of them have the qualifications of four or five spiritual roots, and the best one has only three spiritual roots.
I don’t know if this is related to the fact that the spiritual energy in the Lingyuan Realm has become thinner.
Yang Anping not only has good qualifications, but he has also studied formations for decades, so there is no need for him to teach from scratch.
Yang Anping was a little surprised when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, he was stunned by Chang Yi's next words.
Chang Yi explained, "I don't want to take you in as my apprentice, but I want you to become my master's disciple."
Chang Yi knew that it was not appropriate for him to accept Yang Anping as his apprentice, so he came up with this idea of accepting an apprentice on behalf of his master.
In this way, the inheritance of their lineage can continue.
For those who practice Taoism, the continuation of bloodline is important, but inheritance from a master is equally important.
After all, once a cultivator has embarked on the path to immortality, he must cut off his earthly past, so the master is like his biological parents to the cultivator.
"Senior, you are joking, right? Didn't your master already... pass away?" Yang Anping and the others had already inquired about his situation before coming to Pingfan Yi. Naturally, they knew that his master had passed away a hundred years ago, and even his two disciples had died.
Since his master is no longer around, how can he be accepted as a disciple?
"I'm not kidding, I'm serious." Chang Yi said seriously, "In fact, I also want to take you as my apprentice, but now our strength is not much different, so if I take you as my apprentice, wouldn't it be that I'm taking advantage of you, so I thought of taking you as my apprentice. As long as you agree, you will be my junior brother, and then I will teach you on behalf of my master and pass on the Tianyi Sect's inheritance in the art of formation to you."
Seeing Chang Yi's extremely serious and cautious expression, Yang Anping believed what he said.
Besides, he doesn't look like the type to joke around.
Yang Anping said: "I have been a disciple before."
He is now eighty-five years old, how could he not have had a master? After all, he cannot learn all these skills on his own.
However, his master did not understand the formation, he taught himself.
However, his old master had died while fighting against the demons when the city was breached.
Chang Yi had naturally thought of this question, and he said calmly, "That's fine. There is no rule in this world that you can only have one master. It's just that most people subconsciously think that you can only have one master. And your master must also hope that you can learn more skills and become more powerful."
Yang Anping was somewhat moved by his words. He had no systematic study in the art of formations, but relied on his own exploration and consulting some monks who were good at formations.
His master once told him that he was quite talented in the art of formations, and if he could become a disciple of a cultivator who was proficient in formations, his achievements in the art of formations would surely be even higher.
It’s a pity that there were no powerful formation masters in Lingyun’s place at that time.
"Senior, could you please allow me to think about it?" Yang Anping did not refuse, but he felt that he needed to think about it carefully.
After all, this was a big deal and he couldn't make a decision so quickly.
Chang Yi nodded understandingly upon hearing this and said, "I won't force you. If you have made up your mind, come find me here."
He was confident that Yang Anping would not refuse.
Yang Anping returned the letter to Chang Yi, then said goodbye to him and left.
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