Beginning from the world of Uncle Jiu, he tricked his master into enlightening him.

Chapter 29

Lin Cheng and Ren Tingting wandered around the underworld for a while before being called back by Uncle Jiu.

"Tingting, are you willing to become my teacher?"

Uncle Jiu said with a serious face.

Ren Tingting naturally agreed. She followed Uncle Jiu to Maoshan just to formally become his disciple.

"Okay, now that you are joining my sect, you must remember that we, Maoshan, take it as our duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao."

"Good and evil confront each other, fight for life!"

Ren Tingting nodded seriously. Uncle Jiu smiled happily when he saw this. Then he took out a peach wood sword, pointed it at Ren Tingting and said:
"The journey on the road is full of difficulties."

"There are more than a million people who can become human teachers; there can be only one person among ten thousand who can become an earthly teacher; there can only be a handful of people who can reach the top of a heavenly teacher."

“A person who becomes an immortal and attains the Tao is a rare person that you will meet in a thousand years!”

"You have a lot of luck, and you are an Earth Master at the beginning, surpassing most cultivators."

"But please remember that ascetics like us should have high aspirations and never be blinded by the small achievements in front of us."

“You should have the heart of walking on thin ice and act bravely and diligently!”

In this way, the whole set of etiquette took almost half an hour.

Ren Tingting officially joined Uncle Jiu's sect and became his fourth official disciple.

Yu Santong saw that there was another disciple with extraordinary talent in his lineage, and he only felt comforted by his old feelings.

He stroked the beard on his chin and smiled.

"Tingting, Master, I am broke and have nothing to give as a gift. These two black and white swords are magic weapons that I made by imitating the purple and green swords."

"The quality is pretty good, you can take it and play with it."

Yu Santong took out two shining swords and handed them to Ren Tingting.

Uncle Jiu:.
Lin Cheng:.
Uncle Jiu felt dissatisfied. Master and the magic weapon were given away as soon as he was told. What do you call this poverty?
He felt that it was necessary to take Master to his yizhuang to see what it meant to be truly impoverished!
The utensils used by monks are specially refined.

From bottom to top, it can be divided into three levels: magic weapon, magic weapon, and spiritual treasure.

The money sword used by Uncle Jiu was just an ordinary magic weapon when he first got it. After nearly 20 years of warming and maintenance, it can barely be regarded as a magic weapon.

Now that Ren Tingting has just become a disciple, she is given two magic weapons. This is too much.

It has to be divided in half no matter what. One thing for me and one for my apprentice. This is only fair.

Uncle Jiu only dared to complain in his heart, but Lin Cheng took practical actions. He rubbed his hands, licked his face and asked:
"Master, I have been a disciple for five years, but I still don't have a treasure that I can use. Do you think you can just give me two pieces for fun?"

Well, although Lin Cheng grew up with Uncle Jiu since he was a child, it has only been 5 years since he officially joined the Maoshan Sect.

He had seen how poor the Maoshan sect was before, and he was too embarrassed to make any demands.

But now that I saw my ancestor being so arrogant, I finally realized that I had looked down on others in the past, so I quickly made up for my past mistakes.

He must have one magic weapon today. If he doesn't give it to him, he won't leave!

Yu Santong looked at Lin Cheng, winked and said:

"Why are you so anxious? Master can still treat you badly?"

"Wait! Master has prepared a big gift for you!"

Great gift?

Lin Cheng glanced sideways at Yu Santong. Why did he think there was another mystery to this matter?

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu coughed and interjected:
"Okay, Master, no more gossip."

"You just said you wanted to find me an official position in the underworld. Is this true?"

He knew what kind of character his master was, and was afraid that he would reveal his plan, so he quickly changed the subject.

Lin Cheng is a very smart guy. If he discovers any clues, there is a high chance that what they just discussed will be corrupted!

Yu Santong also coughed and said seriously:

"Of course. When did I lie to you, your master?"

"However, Master can only give you a platform. What kind of official position you can get depends on your own ability."

Lin Cheng looked confused, official status?

Master is going to be an official?

The confused Lin Cheng took his junior sister, master and master to a house in the Palace of Hell.

Yu Santong pointed at the owner of the house and said:

"This is the health management book, responsible for supervising and promoting officials below the eighth grade of the underworld."

"He has a high position and is a top-ranking figure in the underworld!"

The guard was broad and fat, like a foreign minister. He said angrily: "Okay, Lao Yu, stop flattering me, it's useless!"

"If you want an official position from me, you have to rely on your ability."

Having said this, the guardian looked at everyone, squinted his eyes and said:
"Is it because you want an official position?"

Lin Cheng and Uncle Jiu were both stared at so hard that they became nervous unconsciously.

Although this position is not high, his status is much nobler than that of officials in the underworld, and the people under his jurisdiction are not the same as officials in the underworld.

In fact, Yu Santong is not flattering, this health official is really a high-ranking official!
Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, took a step forward, and said straightforwardly:
"It's the junior who wants a position so that he can gain some merit."

Lin Cheng slapped his face speechlessly. His master was so stupid and embarrassing sometimes.

How can anyone directly reveal their personal motives when asking for an official position?

As an official, you should make decisions for the people. No matter what you really mean, you have to say so.

Otherwise, their ideological position is not high enough and their political awareness is low. Such people cannot be officials.

Lin Cheng seemed to have seen the scene where the guardian scolded Uncle Jiu and then walked away.

Unexpectedly, the guardian nodded expressionlessly and said:

"Okay, you are an honest person."

"I admire you!"

Lin Cheng:.
Can you still play like this?
Is the underworld already so open?
Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment, secretly guessing that this might be related to the different thinking patterns of ghosts and living people.

After all, ghosts cannot hide their true intentions, and their behavior is much more straightforward than that of living people.

The guard book didn't care what Lin Cheng thought. He looked at Uncle Jiu with admiration and continued:
"It's rare that you meet someone you like, so I'll give you a simple test."

When Lin Cheng and Uncle Jiu heard this, they were both solemn.

Come on, the underworld is a well-known official institution in the three realms, with influence throughout the heavens and all realms.

Such a huge organization must be very cautious when selecting personnel. You can tell with your toes that the simple test mentioned in the health management book must not be simple!
Uncle Jiu is ready to face this life-related test.

"You have just one hour to make delicious food that will dazzle me."

The guardian looked serious and said very seriously.

Uncle Jiu:.
That's it?

I want to be an official. Are you testing my cooking ability to see if I am qualified enough to serve the common people?
Uncle Jiu was silent for a long time and said honestly:
"I can't cook."

The meals in Yizhuang are all prepared by talented people, and Uncle Jiu can't even cook egg fried rice.

The guardian spread his hands and said calmly:
"Then there is nothing I can do to help."

"You can't do such a simple thing, you are not suitable to be an official at all!"

"You'd better go home and plant sweet potatoes."

Uncle Jiu was helpless. He didn't dare to get angry. He had to abide by other people's rules in their territory.

At this moment, Lin Cheng suddenly shouted:
"Wait, Master, don't you know how to make fried potatoes?"

"Let's do that!"

Uncle Jiu froze when he heard this. Is this possible?

Upon hearing this, the guardian sneered and said:

"Who are you looking down on? I have lived for thousands of years, traveled all over the country, and even visited other worlds."

"Dragon liver and phoenix dare not say that I have never tasted any delicacies in the world."

"You want to get rid of me with a little fried potato?"

"Think beautifully!"

Uncle Jiu is in a dilemma. If his Taoist heart or Taoist skills are tested, he has full confidence. As for cooking, it is really not his strong point.

He looked at the apprentice who had been encouraging him by his side, gritted his teeth and said:
"How do you know if you haven't tried it."

"Cheng'er, let's go make fried potatoes!"

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu took Lin Cheng to the kitchen.

The guardian stood aside with an indifferent expression, and did not say to Yu Santong until the two of them left:
"Don't complain because things are difficult, and don't give up when things happen. You are a good disciple, and so are your disciples."

Yu Santong responded with a smile:

"Of course, I, a disciple of Yu Santong, will give up when encountering the slightest difficulty."

The guardian glanced at Yu Santong, who was carried away with himself, and sneered:
"Hmph, don't be complacent. I think he has passed the 'brave' level, but what about 'conspiracy'?"

"I want to see how he makes dishes that impress me!"

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(End of this chapter)