Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 111
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Mr. Ning is 180 years old this year. Since he barely entered the late stage of foundation building ten years ago, his cultivation has never been looser. He has no chance to get the golden elixir in this life. He must think about it even if he can't think about it, and don't make that pointless struggle.

He already knew that his time was running out, and did not want to leave passively, so he returned to the sect and invited himself to the refining hall. Before he entered the inner sect, he was a weapon refining disciple of the outer sect. At this time Think about it, that time was a rare time of joy in his life. He was excited because a magic weapon was refined, rejoiced because of something new he learned, or pondered over a certain problem for several days. Can't eat...

Compared with what he experienced when he left the sect and went out to experience, those years were rare and relaxing. There was no need to plan or panic, and his mind was clear. As long as he completed the tasks assigned above, he would feel free and truly comfortable.

His weapon refining skills are not top-notch in the Refining Hall, but in terms of qualifications, even the current Master Huang cannot compare with him.

When Mr. Ning returned, he made it clear to Hall Master Huang that he only wanted his skills and years of insights to stay in the sect and Yuchi Peak and be passed on for a long time, but he did not want to accept disciples. His weapon refining Although his level is not top-notch, he has a broad vision, extensive experience, and knows many secret techniques. He himself is an asset that cannot be ignored.

And this wealth was going to be left in the Refining Hall. How could Hall Master Huang not welcome it? He was so happy that he laughed out loud in his dreams.

Just in time for the assessment that is held every five years, I invited Mr. Ning to attend, with the intention of letting him see it for himself. After all, Mr. Ning had been staying outside for a long time, and his life was about to end, so he had to make plans to leave the sect. In the old age situation, the candidate must be in line with his wishes. If he insists on pointing someone out, he may give some pointers due to human feelings, but if there is no word "careful" in front of this pointer, it is not enough.

Mr. Ning accepted the invitation and went happily. As this man gets older, he will always miss the past days. He has also experienced the assessment of the Refining Hall, but this time he comes again, but he has different feelings in his heart and is full of emotions.

He started to drink violently, but it was because of his nature that he looked down on those fools who thought they were smart. Not to mention his aloof status at this time, he was still a small weapon-refining disciple at the outer gate of Yuchi Peak in his early years. He is also known for speaking out for justice, and he has the most unruly eyes.

This last topic, what Mr. Ning wrote about, is the Jingxin Futon.

What he thought was that what he had learned was very complicated and he needed someone with a solid foundation before he could understand it and make it worth his while to teach him for the rest of his life.

But after seeing the little girl's meditating futon, which was rough on the outside but not rough on the inside, he changed his mind. Perhaps, the foundation is not the most important, but this shrewd spirituality is truly valuable.

I remember back then, the uncle who taught him the art of refining weapons also said that he really had no talent in refining weapons. He lacked a little bit of spirituality and could only be a craftsman, but he could not become a true master of weapon refining.

He was unconvinced in his heart, but thinking about it now, it confirmed what the uncle said. He spent a lot of time and energy on refining weapons. Although outsiders called him a master, he himself knew that, He is always a little far away from the true master.

A weak foundation can be compensated for, but this spirituality cannot be bought with any amount of hard work.

Therefore, he privately sent a message to Hall Master Huang, relying on his old age for a time, and took the little girl under his name. However, the reply given to him by the current hall master hinted at the strangeness of the meditation futon.

After living for so many years, Mr. Ning naturally knew this little plan and nodded invisibly. Hall Master Huang probably thought he had agreed to it... Qi!How could he not even have this in mind? Although he did not have the title of master and disciple, he was in his name. Being taught by him meant that he was a master and disciple. How could he let his disciple suffer a loss? Don't look at his behavior. He is like a firecracker, but he has always been the only one who takes advantage of others and can take advantage of him. Hehe, I'm afraid he hasn't even been born yet!

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"From today on, you will follow me. Your monthly tasks will be received from me. Whether it is good or not, I have the final say. I don't have to pay attention to anyone else!" Mr. Ning said in a pretentious manner. Sitting upright, he said carelessly.

"Yes, disciple, I obey." Mo Ranyi's forehead was blurry. Ning Lao's words were contrary to the rules. There was no reason to listen to him alone. Even the master of the hall didn't care about the task of the refining hall. It depends on the needs of the inner sect. The biggest boss is the peak master.

Specialization is not a good thing, to put it bluntly.

It's better to respond first and go back and ask the elders in the clan. The Refining Hall is not as complicated as the Seal Talisman Hall. It's complicated inside, so don't get confused.

"This is my experience note for many years. Take it and take a good look at it. If you don't understand anything, just ask me. Remember, you are asking me, not others!" Mr. Ning barely pointed at his own nose. reiterated.

Mo Ranyi hurriedly leaned over to respond.

"Follow the order above and hand it in one by one. I will prepare the materials for you." Mr. Ning threw over a stack of booklets. Some of them were yellowed, but it could be seen that they were carefully preserved. They just changed the color and were thin. Four or five thin books were beyond Mo Ranyi's expectations.Not too little, but a little too much.

Generally speaking, cultivators prefer to use Jade Eye Slips to record text, which is more intuitive, comprehensive and convenient for preserving inheritance. There are many who write directly. There are also similar experience records in the sect's library, most of which are thin. There are only a few sentences in this book, as if long articles are inappropriate for a monk. The language is concise and the words are obscure. It is really difficult to read, and you have to half understand and half guess. It is really rare for Mr. Ning to write so many experiences.

"Mr. Ning, this..." She was really confused. She definitely heard it right. What Mr. Ning said was that he would prepare the materials instead of being sent by the sect. The difference was huge.

Good guy, what the hell do you mean?

Why do you think you are treating her like a disciple? !

Even my own disciples, there are probably not many who can achieve this level.

She felt like being hit on the head by a big gold nugget, but her reason told her to stay calm and calm. It was so big, how could this gold hit her?Isn't it gold-covered?The gold coating is better, at least there is a thin layer of real gold. What I fear most is the imitation, and I can't even touch the edge of the gold.

Mr. Ning laughed out loud when he saw her nervous expression.

"Let me put that little thing of yours away as soon as possible. I have lived for such a long time, and no one has ever seen a person half buried in the ground. Your eyes are clear and firm, your steps are calm, your body is upright, your actions are well-founded, and your words are few and precise. , He is a man with great ambitions, how can he be cowardly and weak? It’s not much better to deceive those idiots!”

"But the world is like this. Those with true temperament will suffer big losses. I don't care how you perform outside. But in front of me, don't pretend anymore. I don't need you to dress up for entertainment. I just want to teach you what I have taught you. If you understand [-]% of the things, you will feel relieved!"

In his mind, [-]% is a little higher, and he is content with [-]%. After all, he doesn't have much time left, and these things he knows, even if he studies them day and night, based on the experience of a little girl in just over ten years , how to fully accept it, I am afraid that it will be half-understood and difficult to understand. I can only hope that she will keep it in mind, and when she thinks of it in the future, she will fully understand it.

Mo Ranyi:......

Mr. Ning's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. He looked at her for a while and then said: "If you don't know anything, just ask me. Since I have chosen you, I hope you will not disappoint me."

Mo Ranyi struggled for a while, gritted his teeth, and simply asked frankly.

"I dare to ask Mr. Ning, what do you mean by 'choice'? What are your expectations? The way you treat your disciples really scares them!" She added cruelly, "I'm afraid it's Master It’s just like this among disciples, and probably even less so.”

"You are right." Mr. Ning's expression was extremely calm, and this kind of conversation reflected his thoughts even more, "I am about to end my life and am unable to accept a disciple. Therefore, although you and I are unknown, we really treat you as a disciple. Come teach me, although your basic skills are poor, your hard work can make up for it. What’s better is a little bit of spirituality, and you will be much better than I was back then.”

"As for what I hope for, like many of my colleagues, I only pass it on to my ears. I don't want what I have learned to be taken away into a coffin and never see the light of day."

"Why did I choose you? Haha, this does put me off, but if you think about it carefully, it's probably because of your love..."

How many people have investigated each other's details down to the eighth generation of their ancestors before accepting a disciple? When interacting with people, the first impression is very important. It cannot be explained, but it just looks pleasing to the eye.

Well, Mo Ranyi admitted that she now somewhat believed that she had really been hit by gold, or real gold.

Mr. Ning thought that the little girl would stay for a while, but unexpectedly, what she did next made him unexpected and relieved.

Mo Ranyi stood up, straightened his bun, and tucked the scattered hair behind his ears. His eyes were as bright as rainbows, his expression was solemn and solemn, he bowed in salute, knelt down, his posture was straight and straight, his hands fell on the ground, and he kowtowed three times. Get up, stand up, repeat this three times... It is the highest etiquette of Taoism, kneel three times and kowtow nine times!

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(A little explanation, regarding kneeling three times and knocking nine times, I just feel like I have seen it somewhere somewhere. It is the highest etiquette of Taoism, but I am not sure how to do it specifically. Ahem, I am old and my memory is not good. Okay, please understand, that’s what I mean, hey, don’t blame anyone~!)
(End of this chapter)