Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 321: Master

Weird things happen every month, and today happened again.

The first master of Mount Zhiming, who had been pure all his life, suddenly accepted an ordinary student with great fanfare before leaving the mountain, and this student was not a disciple of the Yiyi Sect.

At the end of the first lunar month, a mountain banquet was held in Zhiming Mountain.

The woods, pavilions, and open spaces near the top of the mountain are filled with long tables.

Behind more than a hundred Zhangs, dozens of male and female monks were already sitting there.

Lu Tong and Chuiwen stood on the top of the mountain, welcoming guests from all walks of life. After a brief greeting, the young monks took them to the elders to sit down.

Send away another junior sister who has joined the sect.

Lu Tong watched his junior sister go away and said, "There are so many people coming to say goodbye to Master, why don't Master entrust the grain store to them?"

Cuiwen shook his head.

"It's the little things that make you feel better. A trip doesn't take much effort, and you can catch up with old friends. Not to mention the hard work at the grain store, a large amount of money passes through every year, and no one can stand the test, so why should I harm them? ."

Lu Tong smiled and said: "Master is not willing to harm them, but he is willing to harm me."

Cuiwen glanced at it, shook his head and laughed, saying: "You are a loach in the oil and a stick under the knife. You were born to practice in a mess. I will help you if I harm you."

"Well, thank you Master for your support."

The two chatted casually for a few words, and then a figure flew from a distance.

Cui Wen became more serious and said through the message: "Cao Caoyi, the medicinal plant elder of Gaofu Mountain. He has all the treasures you lack, so you can be smarter later."

Lu Tong immediately restrained his posture and put on a respectful expression.

After worshiping the Master, naturally one cannot worship in vain.

Chui Wen has been in Yiyi Sect for hundreds of years and has met many powerful monks. Lu Tong did not waste the opportunity and asked for advice on everything from cultivation, transforming demons, controlling wind, making fire, controlling thunder, to the place where pills are made, and the treasures of heaven, materials and earth.

Cui Wen did not hide his secrets, and gave guidance to the newly admitted "closed students" one by one.

A monk wearing green clothes, a flower crown on his head, and a ivy tied around his waist fell down.

Short eyebrows, narrow eyes, a high and narrow nose, and a very fair, long face. As I get older, the skin on my face, neck, and palms has become wrinkled.

"Senior brother, what are you doing again? Is this the Qi Capture Sect student you recruited?"

Lu Tong remained silent and bowed his hands.

"Hey."

Chuiwen let out a long sigh and said with a sigh: "Junior brother, I was wrong. I should have listened to your words and chased away the good news. Now that things have happened, I should not regret it at the beginning."

Cao Caoyi was stunned for a moment, the wrinkles on his face relaxed, and he looked around at the two people.

"What's going on?"

Cuiwen shook his head very slowly, waved his hand and spread out his magic power to isolate the surroundings, and said: "Ji Yan has evil intentions and intends to swallow the food in the river."

"I knew it a long time ago! When Ji Yan came to Yaofu Mountain to ask for medicine, I have already seen that this person is greedy. It is in vain that you have been smart for a hundred years, but you were deceived by a junior."

"Even my junior brother makes fun of me as my brother?"

Cuiwen looked sad.

Cao Caoyi couldn't bear to say anything more, waved his hand and said: "Forget it! Anyway, you are no longer the First Master, leave the affairs of Zhiming Mountain to them. Why does senior brother suddenly want to accept a student?"

Chuiwen smiled and said: "Tong'er, please come and meet your Uncle Cao. Back then, we practiced together in Zhiming Mountain and joined the sect together. We have known each other for hundreds of years and are our first friends in the sect. ."

Tonger?

Lu Tong's eyes trembled when he heard this, but his hand movements were not slow at all. He immediately raised his hands and said: "Lu Tong, the Qi Capture Sect, pays homage to Uncle Cao."

Cao Caoyi looked very suspicious and looked Lu Tong up and down.

"Senior brother, what is your relationship with this person? There are thousands of disciples on Zhiming Mountain, but not one of them can catch his eye?"

Chuiwen smiled bitterly and said: "I owe you a big favor for my brother."

"What?"

"It is also related to the auspicious words. Tong'er killed Meng Dahe, and after learning about Zhiming Mountain, he was willing to take over the grain line and continue to send spiritual rice."

"Senior brother, do you believe it?"

"Of course I believe it. He grew up in Yunying City and was able to worship Qi Qi Sect. He was also guided by the Baorong Mountain lineage. Coming back this time is like a big snake carrying a pearl to repay the previous kindness."

Chui Wen said, patting Lu Tong's forearm as if patting a respected junior.

Lu Tong immediately said: "This disciple has always been under the care of Senior Sister Jingxin and Senior Sister Yinqing. This time, Senior Sister Yinqing agreed and is willing to take charge of the grain store instead of Zhimingshan."

Cao Caoyi was silent for a moment, nodded slowly, and said: "It's rare. Since you are one of our own, as long as you keep your integrity, the sect will not treat you badly."

"Disciple, please remember."

Cao Caoyi was taken away and sat down after a while.

Lu Tong asked: "Master, Uncle Cao seems a little cold."

"Why are you so anxious to meet for the first time? We will just see you a few more times in the future."

Cuiwen looked at another figure in the distance and said: "This is Xiaoli'er from Zhuzhu Mountain, who is best at making fire. She likes females and hates males, so don't look up directly later."

"Understood."

I met more than a hundred monks one by one, some were cold, some were affectionate, and some were pretending to be polite. Lu Tong recognized everyone's faces.

When the sun went down, the last few drinking monks were sent away.

Chuiwen stood on the top of the mountain and was silent for a long time. He sighed deeply and walked down the mountain.

"Let's go."

Lu Tong followed and asked: "Where to go?"

"Shengxian Mountain.~IndoMTL.com~Shengxian Mountain, like Zhiming Mountain, is only about 100 feet long.

The mountain is lined with pavilions, exquisite pavilions, and all kinds of buildings, but it's a pity that the aura is very weak.

A great Jindan cultivator or a foundation-building disciple who has made meritorious deeds in the One Page Sect can move to Shengxian Mountain to spend their last days when their longevity is approaching. However, most of the Yiyi Sect disciples have relatives, friends, and influence, and very few of them actually move to the mountain.

In the night, the mountains were mostly dark, with only a few scattered lights.

Lu Tongtong: "If Master is willing, it is better to move to Yunying City. I have a house in the city."

He has no home.

But you can buy a set at any time, spend ten thousand taels of silver to make friends with a great golden elixir monk, and make a sure profit without losing money.

Even if he has to pay, he is willing to do it.

Cuiwen shook his head and said: "Forget it, there are too many troubles outside. This place is clean and suitable for me to live."

The two of them climbed to the top of the mountain.

A small white bamboo building similar to Zhiming Mountain, with two monks guarding the door.

"Meet the Immortal.", "Meet the Master."

Cuiwen nodded and walked directly into the building.

Lu Tong glanced at Guanshi Hu and looked at the other monk.

Thick eyebrows, thick lips, and a flat nose. He looks very honest, but his eyes are sharp. I don’t recognize him, but his breath is vaguely familiar.

He asked: "Have we met?"

"Senior brother kicked me once."

Lu Tong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "So it's you."

Monk in a bamboo hat, the guardian of Meng Dahe.

When I first met this person, I felt strange. With Meng Dahe's wealth, he probably couldn't afford to hire a guard of this strength. It might have something to do with his backing.

Looking now, it is indeed the case.

"You have to do something out of necessity, junior brother, don't blame me."

"Don't dare! Thank you, senior brother, for showing mercy."