MTL - Celestial Immortal-Chapter 648 Master and apprentice gathering

   Chapter 648 Teacher and apprentice gathering

   "Little devil boy, you are a dignified and dignified 5th-grade Daoist, and it's not too embarrassing to be embarrassed. It's a slap in the face of the crowd!"

  Chu Chen pointed at the kid's head angrily, quite convinced.

Just now, he was on his way to ask about the altar, and the little ghost chased after him, ignoring the gazes of the doctors, teachers, and Taoist disciples who had just been admitted to the hospital. Come to people's attention.

   "Hey hey hey~"

   Little Guizi didn't have any embarrassment on his face, and said confidently: "Senior brother, I'm no longer a human being, and I can't be ashamed. Besides, it's important to have a good face."

  Chu Chen laughed dumbly, shook his head, and took the little boy into the altar of questioning.

  Speaking of which, he has been transferred to Yunzhou for almost a month. During this period, he has not contacted Master Xu Ping.

  The mountain is high and the road is far away, thousands of miles away, and it is not so convenient to communicate.

  Qingzhou and Yunzhou are tens of thousands of miles apart, and Montnets could not get in touch. Mengshi became a decoration. If he wanted to contact Master, he could only pass the fake incense from the heart of the Xianting altar.

Before   , the master and the apprentice were in the same prefecture and county, and with their current immortal job titles, they could directly contact each other through Shan Chang Ling and Du Guan Ling.

   Right now, they belong to two major states and counties, so there is no direct contact.

  Chu Chen can only burn incense and play in the side hall of the palace, please ask the center of Xianting to call Master Xu Ping.

   After about half an hour, I finally got in touch with someone.

  The fragrant cloud was steaming, and the figure of a middle-aged Taoist appeared in front of Chu Chen and the little ghost. It looked like a mess. Obviously, Taoist Xu Ping rushed back to the altar from other places after learning the news.

   "Master (Master)!"

  Chu Chen and Little Guizai couldn't help but smile.

   Daoist Xu Ping nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on Chu Chen, and he said with a smile:

   "Teacher, how do you feel about this trip to Yunzhou?"

   "Master, Guanwaizhou County is as you said. Demons wantonly raise and sell human races. The region is in chaos, fighting endlessly. It is not easy to expand the territory, such as planting trees in the desert."

   Daoist Xu Ping nodded, the frontier land is very different from the middle earth.

   He still went to the Great Kyushu back then, but that's the case. The desolation and darkness of Guanwai Prefecture also gave him a lot of insight, which was a rare experience in his cultivation career.

   "The Great Kyushu also came this way back then, take your time."

   Daoist Xu Ping comforted him, and then said with concern:

   "Tutor, how are you managing the Daoyuan?"

   Daoist Master Xu Ping was worried about Xianting's appointment of his apprentice as the head of Wanquan Daoyuan. Although the eldest apprentice's talent was high, his background was too shallow, and he was not enough to assume the post of the county head of the borderland state.

   "Master, the Wanquan Taoist Academy has built a shelf, and is now recruiting disciples, the situation is very good."

   "That's good, you don't have to be too tense. It's normal for you to be younger than other county magistrates. You don't have to worry about gains and losses. Just calm down and work hard for two years. As a teacher, I believe that you will definitely be able to do well and excel."

   Daoist Xu Ping was very encouraging, his words were sincere, and he taught him hard.

   The little ghost on the side heard the words and quickly interrupted:

"My lord, it took two years. Senior brother is very powerful now. Teaching the scriptures is a must. Now it has become famous in several counties around Wanquan. Countless Taoist friends respect Senior Brother as a scholar of classics, saying that Senior Brother has a grand master attitude. It is said that other county and mountain chiefs are not as good as senior brothers, and many scattered cultivators from other counties came to Wanquan after traveling through mountains and rivers to worship their children in our Taoist temple.”

  Little Guizi talked endlessly, and in his words, he was very proud.

   Daoist Master Xu Ping was a little stunned, what happened, why is it different from what he imagined.

   The apprentice has extremely high attainments in the study of the classics, and as a master, he naturally understands.

   He didn't pay much attention to his eldest apprentice's Daoist practice and magical powers. He only studied scriptures for a long time to understand his apprentice's level.

   The apprentice's attainments in classics are not false, but it is definitely not as good as the mountain chief of the county and Taoist academy who has been in the fifth grade for many years.

  Chu Chen saw that Master was surprised, and immediately smiled and said:

"Master, a few days ago, Mr. Mingjing gave an annotation to the Taoist scriptures of the seniors. I have studied and understood the real scriptures, and I have occasionally realized that. , I'm still missing something."

  Chu Chen has self-knowledge.

   If he was purely on the academic attainments of the classics, he would definitely not be ranked among the mountain chiefs of the eight states in the southwest, and he barely squeezed into the middle level.

   However, with Xiaguang's [Heart Telling God Biography] supernatural power, his effect of preaching scriptures is definitely the most powerful, and no one can match him.

   Daoist Master Xu Ping did not know the specific situation, but after listening to Chu Chen's explanation, he nodded again and again.

   "Yes, listening to you, I can rest assured as a teacher. If your little junior brother and little ghost think of you so much, I will be able to enjoy the happiness."

   Little Guizi suddenly became unhappy when he heard it: "Master, what's wrong with me, I did a great job today, killing a rank-5 demon clone and two rank-6 avatars of a rank-5 demon, I'm amazing."

   Daoist Xu Ping was surprised: "Just you?"

   Little Guizi became anxious when he saw this, and hurriedly turned his head to look at his senior brother.

  Chu Chen saw Little Guizi mention this, the smile on his face disappeared, and he was quite serious.

   "Little Guizi is right, it has indeed made a great contribution today, Master, do you still remember the soul-stealing white bone monster back then?"

   He contacted Master today in order to tell Master the news that the "Soul-stealing White Bone Demon" was still alive, and he didn't want to hang on to it immediately.

   Daoist Master Xu Ping sighed after hearing this:

   "It really isn't dead!"

   Although it has been more than four years, Daoist Xu Ping has not let go of it, he is like a stick in his throat, for fear that this demon is not dead, and sooner or later will come out again to poison the living beings.

  Chu Chen also sighed with emotion:

   "Master, you're right, this soul-stealing white bone demon has a very high potential. After four years of hard work, he currently has a fifth-grade Taoist cultivation level. It is estimated that his cultivation level is much higher than mine. The speed of this cultivation is really terrifying."

   Daoist Xu Ping, little ghost boy: "."

   These words, they are not easy to take.

  On the terrifying speed of cultivation, the soul-stealing white bone demon is no better than Chu Chen. The key is that the white bone demon is still practicing magic.

   Thinking of this, Daoist Xu Ping was relieved. Their master and apprentice cultivation speed was not slow, especially their own apprentices, which were enough to suppress this soul-stealing bone demon.

   After thinking for a while, Daoist Xu Ping said with a solemn expression:

   "Teacher, pay more attention in Yunzhou. This person is extremely powerful in stealing souls. If one day she is allowed to become one of the great supernatural powers, it will be a big disaster. Be sure to kill her before she becomes completely sane."

  Chu Chen nodded and said, "Master, don't worry, I will take this matter to heart. She is the first demon I met. She has a beginning and an end in her work. I must cut the grass and root it."

   "Great Goodness!"

   Daoist Xu Ping nodded with satisfaction, and soon, he remembered something and said:

   "By the way, disciple, have you collected all the thousand-year-old spirit beans?"

   "No, I came across a small batch of Millennium Spirit Beans a few days ago, but unfortunately I didn't buy them."

  Chu Chen answered truthfully, and was a little surprised, why did the master talk about this matter.

   Daoist Master Xu Ping smiled when he saw the curious expression on his apprentice's face:

   "We, the small sect of the Lingshan faction, can't give you much support. However, we have to say something about the thousand-year-old spirit beans. If you have time, go to Jinchan Qianzhuang and take the token of the Lingshan faction."

  Chu Chen became more curious when he heard the words of Master Xu Ping.

  How can there be thousand-year-old spirit beans in Master's hands, let alone the thousand-year-old spirit beans that have been deposited in Jinchan Bank.

   After a little thought, Chu Chen faintly realized something and asked:

   "Master, is this the handwriting of the old Lingshan faction?"

   Daoist Xu Ping nodded: "Yes, I entrust them to collect it for you. You can go to Jinchan Qianzhuang to pick it up when you are free. There are still some things to do here, so I won't talk about it. I will contact my teacher next time."

   After finishing speaking, Xu Ping Daochang was afraid that his apprentice would continue to ask questions, so he would go straight and disappear.

  The fragrant cloud is still smoky, but the figure is empty.

  Chu Chen couldn't help feeling warm when he saw the news of Master's back in the fragrant cloud.

  Master Xu Ping tried his best to avoid the entanglement between Xinlingshan and Laolingshan, thinking of making a clear distinction between them.

   However, for his sake, Master broke his promise.

   "Senior brother, when are we going to Jinchan Qianzhuang to get the thousand-year-old spirit beans that the master gave you, I heard that Sister Ying Er's business is about to open, hehehe~ Let's just go to celebrate."

   The little devil rubbed his hands together, his eyes full of longing.

   Chu Chen was still sighing, when he saw the appearance of the little ghost, he shook his head and smiled: "How can you be happy, you are clearly trying to get lucky."

   (end of this chapter)