Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chapter 39 The master is very satisfied (please read it! Please read it!)

Chu Changqing stepped in and saw Wang Wenyuan beside the flower garden on the right.

He bowed his head respectfully and bowed his hands.

Wang Wenyuan looked sideways, sat up, looked at the six apprenticeship rituals in Chu Changqing's hand, and knew in his heart why Chu Changqing came.

His expression looked displeased: "What formal etiquette should we pay attention to between you and me? I want you to have a good rest and don't run around."

But in fact, he raised his chin and said, "Just leave your things at the door. Go back and have a good rest. I'll take you through the basics in two days."

Chu Changqing nodded: "Yes, disciple understands."

Then, he took out the carved jade knife from his arms and handed it to Wang Wenyuan: "Master, this is a little thought from my disciple."

Wang Wenyuan was slightly surprised. He took it and looked at it carefully. Before he could speak, Chu Changqing said:

"The disciple knew that the master had poured all his money into the gift, and he burst into tears of gratitude. However, the disciple was short of money and had nothing to give back to the master, so he went to the jade shop to choose a jade embryo and carved a jade knife for the master with his own hands."

"The first is to express the respect and blessings of the disciples. I hope that the master will have long blessings and prosperous martial arts. The second is that our sect uses swords as weapons. This jade sword can also be regarded as a symbol."

"The object is not valuable, I hope the master will not dislike it."

After Wang Wenyuan heard this, his eyes and expressions became very soft, but his tone was still stern: "What kind of reward? What kind of reward do I want!"

"What a brilliant idea! The best feedback you can give me is to practice martial arts well, live well, and continue the inheritance of the Eight-Sect Golden Lock Sword! This is the best gift for my teacher!"

Chu Changqing did not argue with the old man, but just bowed his head and said yes.

Then Wang Wenyuan said something like, "You wish me good luck in martial arts at such an age." Where did the money come from?If you have no money, ask me for it. Don't wait for me to give it to you.

Finally, Wang Wenyuan seemed to have come to his senses and confirmed with Chu Changqing: "You said you carved this jade sword yourself?"

Chu Changqing responded: "Yes, the disciple finished the carving alone in the jade shop, while Miss Wang Xuan and Xiao Hua were watching."

When Wang Wenyuan heard this, he didn't speak again. He just touched the jade knife in his hand and felt the texture of the knife.

After a while, he returned to his usual calm demeanor: "Go, go, have a good rest. I accept it as my teacher."

Chu Changqing opened his mouth. He originally wanted to ask the master what else he wanted, but then he thought about it. Friendship is by no means an equal exchange. If he really asked, he would be inferior, which might make Wang Wenyuan unhappy.

Then he said: "Disciple, please retire."

Wang Wenyuan: "Well, remember, take a good rest. Practicing martial arts is like growing up in life. Don't rush it."

Chu Changqing: "Disciple accepts the order."

After Chu Changqing left, Wang Wenyuan suddenly sat up straight, picked up the jade knife in his hand, placed it in front of his cloudy eyeballs, and observed it very carefully.

There are many circles on the handle to prevent friction, and smooth lines are carved on the blade. If you look closely, it looks like some kind of flower.

This was carved by Chu Changqing according to the shape of the Biangan flower in the legend of the previous life. It was carved on the knife not to curse the master, but to symbolize life towards death.

Wang Wenyuan looked at it for a long time, raised his head, and couldn't help but sigh.

Beautiful!
If it were a normal-sized steel knife used for killing and fighting, a knife with this appearance would definitely be useless.

But you must know that this is a jade sword, which is mainly about beauty, and it is only the size of a palm. It is simply beautiful to be carved like this, and it completely touches his senses.

Let him do it by himself. He is confident that his sword skills can also achieve this level, but he does not have such artistic thinking.

Now, his apprentice, Chu Changqing, carved it and gave it to him.

good very good!

Wang Wenyuan stood up, picked up the Six Apprenticeship Ceremonies brought by Chu Changqing, hummed an unknown opera, and leisurely walked to the altar dedicated to the disciples of the Eight-Sect Golden Lock Sword.He sat down with a smile on his face and looked up at his master's memorial tablet:
"Master, I have harvested some good seedlings from your apprentice. My vision is much better than yours. Look at you, all you harvested are crooked melons and bad jujubes."

"Look, the jade sword he gave me, isn't it good? He carved it himself, and its meaning corresponds to our eight-door golden lock sword."

"He should also call you Master, but I guess you can't hear me. I really want you to look at him."

"I plan to wait for him to develop his true strength, then take him to the secret realm and pick the fruit that none of us are willing to eat."

"Hey, master and apprentice, let's eat the bacon he brought. It's his wish. I'll ask my servants to make some wine later."

After chatting for a while, Wang Wenyuan stood up, found a thin string, passed it through the small hole in the handle of the jade knife, and then put it on his neck carefully and with satisfaction.

After Chu Changqing left Wang Wenyuan's residence, he returned directly to the independent courtyard.

He originally wanted to seize the time and continue practicing. After all, time waits for no one, and he felt that there was nothing strange about his body.

But recalling Wang Wenyuan's instructions and the mental exhaustion he felt after finishing the carving in the jade shop, he put down the sword in his hand.

It is true that the medicinal bath changed his physical fitness and made him stronger. There is no doubt about this.

But medicinal bath is not an elixir of immortality, and he is just an ordinary martial artist now, not even an acquired martial artist.

I have been in a sleepless state for ten consecutive days. If I continue to endure it, if something happens that shakes my foundation, I will lose more than I gain.

So, after careful consideration, he finally chose to go back to the house and sleep.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, and the quilt covered my body, I immediately fell asleep.

In the remote backyard of the county government office, the ground was full of corpses.

Weasels, foxes, mice, snakes, hedgehogs.
Zhang Liao looked at the monster corpses on the ground and felt resentful in his heart.

Although there were monster corpses in front of them, it seemed that the demon suppression was successful, but before they killed these monsters, many people in Xinzhuang County had died long ago.

The Fayuan monk next to him was using the Golden Light Temple's magic weapon to eliminate the demonic aura from the demonic corpse so that it could be buried later.

The golden light was revealed on his body. If you didn't know who he was, you would have thought that he was an enlightened monk.

After a long time, Dharma Source stopped moving his hands and the Sanskrit sounds in his mouth stopped: "Amitabha, Donor Zhang Liao, everything is done."

After saying that, Monk Fayuan turned around and went into the house.

Zhang Liao cursed the bald donkey in his heart, and stopped him when he spoke: "Fayuan, do you Jinguang Temple really not intend to contribute to slaying demons?"

Fayuan paused: "Donor Zhang Liao, please don't tell lies."

"I came from the temple and did follow my master's orders. I have wiped out the evil spirits in Xinzhuang County."

Zhang Liao laughed angrily and pointed at the monster corpses on the ground: "Then where did these things come from? Did they fall from the sky?"

Fayuan did not argue with him and entered the house directly. Before entering, he said a few words:

"I have wiped out the evil spirits in Xinzhuang County once before. Donor Zhang Liao saw it, and everyone in the county saw it. But now these monsters on the ground have flowed in from outside the city, not counting those in Xinzhuang before. It’s a monster in the county, so I can’t control it.”

"If Donor Zhang Liao still needs me to carry out a county-wide cleanup like before, I need you to inform our abbot from the killing camp or a higher level. After I get the news, I will naturally cooperate fully."

"Now, there is nothing we can do to help."

"Tonight, the temple will send me a letter. What to do next, I will still only listen to the host."

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