Chapter 617 Master and Disciple

"oh."

Tushanjun nodded lightly.

He naturally knew that Taiyi was not in the sect.

The Zunhun Banner is enshrined in Zuofenghun Hall, where the disciples' life lamps are located. It has probably not been used for a long time. It will only be taken out by Taiyi if the evil spirit of the soul increases every quarter.

"Sir, um..." The devil, whose head was grabbed by Tu Shanjun, was like a fly rubbing his hands, and he said with a flattering smile: "Congratulations, master, on your great achievement."

Tu Shanjun looked sideways slightly, lowered his head and pulled out the devil's yin, yang and yang from the body, then threw the body back to the Ghost King's Palace and said: "The hell transformation technique is not perfect yet, so I have to work hard for you."

Ignoring the demon's wail, he put it into his sleeve.

This is the nature of demons.

As long as it is not included in the soul banner, it will look for opportunities. Originally, it did not dare to move when Taiyi was in charge of the sect. Now that Taiyi went to discuss important matters, it naturally started to think about leaving.

Tu Shanjun never felt that this thing could really be stable, whether it was power or virtue. As long as it is useful, use it. When someone can find someone to replace it, you won't need it to survive.

Even though Tu Shanjun is very cool in his moves, he is actually a paper tiger now. Taiyi's magic power is like water from a distance that cannot dissolve fire from a distance, and he cannot display his abilities. The ability to subdue the demon depends on the spells of Senbai's circle and being the master of the divine consciousness brand. direct ability.

However, even so, the demon did not dare to resist. Others might try their best, but the man in front of him was famous for killing without blinking an eye. The demon had no doubt that he would be strangled to death on the spot and captured in the soul flag.

Even the leader, Taiyi, sometimes felt good towards it, but only the old devil showed no mercy to it.

The old puppet man did not disturb Tushanjun, and turned around and left when he saw Tushanjun throwing the demon's puppet body back to the seat in the Ghost King's Hall. His duty is to look after the demon and protect the sect at the same time.

The demon's crisis has been resolved and it is inconvenient to stay in Danfeng for a long time.

…

Zhou Xinglie was stunned for a long time with his mouth wide open as a result of such brutal tactics.

He didn't expect that the third ancestor of the sect was actually the master's slave, and he was so humble.

"Why are you still practicing at this level? Have you carefully considered the Taoist scriptures I revised for you? How are you studying the scriptures and techniques? What level of alchemy have you reached?"

Tu Shanjun frowned slightly.

He didn't want to take too much care of this named disciple.

But this cultivation level is really unreasonable.

The sect's resources did not treat him badly, and the resources in the storage bag given by Tu Shanjun were also very rich. Logically speaking, it would be enough to exchange for several pill-forming spiritual objects.

All in all, not satisfactory.

‘Is it because I gave you too few resources? ’ Tu Shanjun guessed that although he didn’t give too many things because of his disciple’s cultivation, he was quite generous and there shouldn’t be a shortage of resources.

As his disciple, Zhou Xinglie held a large amount of power in his hands and would not lack resources.

"My disciple is stupid." Zhou Xinglie saluted respectfully and said, "My talent for cultivation is mediocre. The Taoist scriptures prescribed by my master have paved the way for my disciples. However, it still took a lot of effort to realize the truth."

"In these years, most of the disciples have been stationed in Dazhong City. They are busy with paperwork and chores, and their alchemy skills have reached the threshold of the third level."

Seeing his disciple's expression, Tu Shanjun secretly sighed. He just came out of seclusion and it was really hard for him to show off to his disciples. However, he was not a kind-hearted person who could speak softly.

So he said: "It doesn't matter what the outsiders are, the most basic thing is your own cultivation."

"Without the support of cultivation, your lifespan is not long enough to rise high, I'm afraid..."

"That's all. Today is a happy day for you to leave seclusion. I won't blame you harshly." Tu Shanjun waved his hand. He should accept the mediocrity of his disciples. At least Zhou Xinglie's moral character is good.

"Just take care of yourself."

"Thank you, Master. Disciple, please keep this in mind." Zhou Xinglie looked more respectful as he was ashamed. He actually wanted to improve his cultivation, but his understanding and qualifications were insufficient.

I have wasted a lot of effort over the years, but my cultivation is like a snail.

Not only compared with other people in the sect, but even compared with his junior brother, he was far behind.

Thinking of his junior brother Wu Daoxian's terrifying talent, he felt that there was really no comparison between people.

The younger junior brother only started practicing at the age of ten. Ten years later, his cultivation has still not reached the middle stage of Qi training. Although the fellow monks did not say it openly, they were all laughing behind their backs, saying that the sect had received a fake Heavenly Spiritual Root. disciple.

However, in the past two years, he not only successfully cultivated to the Great Perfection of Qi Training, but also successfully completed the Foundation Establishment, solidifying his talent. He went to see his junior brother half a year ago, and his aura and calm aura were nothing like ordinary Establishment. Ji monks can compare.

"Congratulations to Master for coming out of seclusion!"

Xiao Xiu, dressed in a white jade robe, walked into the hall, saluted and kowtowed, all at once.

"Get up."

Tu Shanjun was not surprised at all, he just nodded calmly and said: "That's right. Dao Xian, you have done a good job of balancing the yin and yang of your body. When you cultivate the golden elixir, you will be able to completely solve the problem."

"Thank you, Master, for working hard for your disciples."

"Otherwise, this disciple will not be able to live long enough to balance Yin and Yang."

The person who came was tall and straight, with a dignified appearance. He stood up after three kowtows, with the same expression of excitement and joy on his face. He had been waiting for many years, not just waiting for the master to see him after he came out of seclusion.

For so many years, he had been practicing hard at Ghost Peak, thanks to the Taoist scriptures and ghost spirits left behind by his master. When he encountered something he didn't understand, those ghost spirits scrambled to answer it for him.

Moreover, the headmaster also takes good care of him. Senior brother Zhou Xinglie often comes to the sect to visit him. He is a very nice person. Wu Daoxian's only regret is that his master stayed in seclusion for too long and did not receive much guidance from him.

"No need to say more, since you are my disciple, I should always think about you." Tu Shanjun said that there was no need to say more words of thanks.

The master-disciple relationship in the spiritual world cannot be explained clearly in a few simple sentences. Most master-disciple relationships are stronger than father and son. Tu Shanjun does not want his disciples to be too polite and expresses his true thoughts.

Zhou Xinglie's smile became more and more bitter. This man was different from other people. When the master saw him, he would urge him on a series of homework, and when he saw his junior brother, he would praise and guide him.

Of course, it is also because his cultivation level has not improved much. Qian Fei has already entered the middle stage of Golden elixir and has understood the realm of magic. He is still a fake elixir. They are both disciples of the same generation, so the gap is getting wider and wider.

"Senior brother, you came so early."

Wu Daoxian smiled and greeted Zhou Xinglie.

Zhou Xinglie nodded with a smile: "Brother, by chance, I happened to catch up with Master when he came out of seclusion."

He wasn't jealous of his junior brother or anything.

He watched his junior brother grow up. Speaking of it, he was half his master. He just felt envious and sighed, if only he had such a high talent.

Cultivation qualifications cannot be completed by spiritual roots alone. Understanding, opportunity, perseverance, and character... are all indispensable.

Tu Shanjun thought for a while, took out two storage bags from the storage ring, threw them to the two apprentices respectively, and said by the way: "Don't be stingy with the elixirs, everything depends on your own practice. Cultivation is the foundation."

"Thank you, Master."

"If you have any questions about cultivation, please tell me." Tu Shanjun casually summoned a futon, and the Ghost King's Hall suddenly transformed into a majestic Taoist temple, and he sat cross-legged on the futon as if he was a master of Taoism.

As if he thought of something, Tu Shanjun laughed dumbly.

He wanted to answer the questions of his disciples, but he forgot that monks who could supplement their own practice questions one by one would not keep those questions for too long, either by searching for scriptures in the pavilion, or by asking the sect's lecturers to teach them. Find some inspiration.

So, he no longer asked any more questions, but prepared to preach to his disciples.

"Where to start? Let's start with a hundred days of foundation building..."

Zhou Xinglie, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon, looked up at Tushanjun.

Whether it is the theory of yin and yang or the theory of the five elements, materialism seems profound but can be explained simply, and one by one can be divided into simple but concise 'Tao'. Such monks will be the first to teach wherever they are placed. The founder of the sect.

There are no golden lotuses emerging from the ground, and there are no flowers falling from the sky. There are only one after another that describe the methodology and practical principles of practice, and explain the first step of practice, which is the golden elixir avenue, in a simple and easy-to-understand manner.

At this time, he suddenly felt that there were not many monks like Master in the world, but he was lucky enough to become his disciple.

Wu Daoxian shook his head and listened to the scriptures with great interest, just like listening to the Master's sermons in the past.

He didn't have so many feelings. He just felt that the master was supposed to be like this. He was a prominent figure in the world, the founder of the sect, and a famous ancestor in Xingluo.

This was his impression growing up.

dusk.

It's not yet dusk.

Wu Dao

"Twelve years, how is it?" Tu Shanjun looked at Zhou Xinglie and asked: "Is the sect girl you mentioned to me last time already married?"

"yes."

"The marriage will be completed in Yunjing City, and the head master will witness the marriage for the disciple."

"Who is the woman?"

"The woman from the Fang family of the Hehuan Sect is named Fang Yingxue. Originally, our cultivation levels were similar. After we became husband and wife, Yingxue entered the early stage of forming pills, but my disciple...the cultivation base has not improved."

"Although husband and wife are one body, human hearts are fickle. There are some things you should hold in your hands and not entrust completely." Tu Shanjun's tone became obviously deeper.

It's not to scare his apprentice.

In the event that he dies or is unable to sleep, the disciple's lack of cultivation can easily be plotted, so he persuaded him like this.

"Disciple, don't worry."

"If you have free time, please bring it to your teacher for a look."

"This is what the disciples wish for."

"Just go."

It wasn't until Zhou Xinglie left Danfeng that Tushanjun, who was standing at the door of the palace, turned around and grabbed the devil out of his sleeves: "Check the situation of the Fang family of the Hehuan Sect, and then find out how that woman met my apprentice that day."

As if he had been granted amnesty, the devil knelt on the ground and kowtowed obsequiously: "Please don't worry, sir. I will definitely get to the bottom of it, and I won't let evil spirits plot against my disciples..."

"Go ahead."

"You little one, get out of here, get out of here."

Putting on the skin made by Taiyi, the demon transformed into the majestic Nascent Soul Lord again.