Chapter 405 Weird Master

Descending from the realm is a big deal.

It's a big deal, but for most people, it doesn't have any sense of existence.

Eat when you should, drink when you should, practice when you should practice.

Just like Wang Lin.

I don't know how many winters and summers have passed, and his cultivation has reached the fourth level of Nirvana. He finally chose to leave seclusion.

"After so many years, I have practiced the Huangquan Shengqiao Sutra to the point where I can't make any progress. I just happened to take advantage of this time that the master is at home to get a new book of exercises."

Shower, change, and shave.

In front of the bronze mirror, Wang Lin looked at his beard that was already over an inch long in the mirror, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

The blade passed across his chin, revealing a face that no longer looked childish.

How long has he been in seclusion?

After walking out of the courtyard, the guards around him saluted Wang Lin one by one.

"Master Shao Shan."

"Well, has my master returned?"

"Back to Lord Shao Shan, His Royal Highness is practicing with Hou Shan. If Lord Shao Shan needs to visit, you can ask the secret guard responsible for guarding."

"I see."

Wang Lin nodded in agreement and immediately headed towards the main peak of Ziwei.

Wang Lin no longer has any impression of his master.

It only takes one day in the world, but a thousand years in the cave.

Wang Lin's experience may not be such an exaggeration, but he has been going back and forth in the small cave inside the bead for almost decades, but his impression of Chen Zhixing still remains at the few things he saw when he was a boy. noodle.

Impressive, but no longer profound.

However, Wang Lin is a person who knows his identity very clearly. He knows where he got what he is today, and his recognition of Chen Zhixing as a master is not less.

Climb slowly to Ziwei Mountain.

In front of the back mountain, he greeted Xue Po who was guarding there. After a while, a young boy's voice came from the cave that made Wang Lin feel a little unfamiliar.

"come in."

Seeing this, Wang Lin nodded to Xue Po who walked out of the cave, and then walked into the cave with a smile.

"Master, Lin'er is here to see you."

"Um."

This was Wang Lin's first time walking into the mountain behind the main peak of Ziwei Mountain, and he saw how broad and profound the Ziwei Chen family's heritage was.

This place is said to be a cave, but in fact it is no different from a cave.

There are no cliffs.

What you see after walking in are actually blue bricks, green tiles and white jade carved pillars. Above your head are the stars transformed by the Great Demon Pill. What flows along the road are streams transformed by the spiritual fluid. The flowers and plants you see along the way are all thousands of years old. If you look at the elixir carefully, you will also find all kinds of big monsters that appear and disappear in the flowers of these elixirs.

Big demon.

There are only a few in the Nirvana realm, and all those in the extreme realm are eating grass.

There were two golden eagles, one female and one male, squatting on the high platform in the distance. If Wang Lin was correct, they should be called golden-winged rocs.

The loach swimming in the spiritual fluid also had four claws.

This is nothing.

A miniature prehistoric world?

With the corner of his eye, he glanced at these things that could be regarded as shocking to the outside world. Wang Lin suppressed the horror in his heart and continued to move forward in the 'cave' whose real space was no different from the main peak in the outside world.

After walking up the stairs for ten minutes, we finally arrived in front of a Taoist palace.

【Ziweiheng】

There are three large characters hanging in silver frost on the gilded plaque, and there is a gap in the Venus wooden door that is a finger wide below.

Wang Lin stopped here, bent his knees and floated down.

"Master, my disciple Wang Lin pays my respects."

The surrounding environment made Wang Lin, who was no longer a boy, subconsciously want to do something more ritualistic.

Immediately, Chen Zhixing's slightly surprised voice came from inside Ziwei Heng.

"Huh? Didn't I just tell you to come in?"

"Here."

Wang Lin stood up, pushed open the door in front of him, which was still a bit heavy even for him now, and saw the young man inside who was leaning on a soft bed and studying.

There was a white snake as long as an arm on the boy's shoulder. The white snake looked at Wang Lin for a while, mouthing a message and making a faint sound.

When Wang Lin saw this, he smiled slightly and saluted again.

"Master, my disciple Wang Lin pays my respects."

On the couch, Chen Zhixing put down the "Lianshan" and turned around, frowning slightly.

"Who taught you to do this? Tell him to get thirty sticks later."

Wang Lin smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

No one taught him the rules. Over the years, he has been in seclusion except for eating. At most, he was dragged by his junior brother Xiao Shitou to wander around the third peak in his spare time. The rest of his time was spent practicing the Huangquan Shengqiao Sutra. Otherwise, It is impossible to have the realm at this time.

But is it necessary to say these words to the master?

Wang Lin felt that it would be more appropriate to go back home and collect thirty sticks by himself.

Wang Lin was thinking this, but Chen Zhixing's voice came to his ears again.

"Well, I haven't seen you for a few years, but I have grown a lot taller. This time I came to see my teacher, but I encountered something confusing during my practice."

"No, it's just that Lin'er hasn't seen his master for a long time, and he misses him very much."

"Long time no see? Has it been a long time?"

Chen Zhixing's voice on the soft couch seemed a little surprised. Wang Lin saw his eyes pinching his fingers and calculating for a moment, then looking at him with amusement.

"But forty years have passed?"

"this"

Seeing this, Wang Lin smiled bitterly and responded: "To tell you what Master is saying, Lin'er has indeed been practicing in that small cave for forty years. Now he has completed the practice of the Huangquan Ascension Sutra. This time he came to see Master as a request. Master gives me the method for subsequent practice."

"You are a good candidate for cultivation."

"Master praised me."

"I'm not complimenting you. To be honest, it's a pity that I don't have any talent. I just know how to practice hard. If it were someone else who practiced the Huangquan Shengqiao Sutra for decades, I guess they wouldn't need to come to me again. They would be able to comprehend the skills within these decades." The continuation of the law.”

Wang Lin looked at Chen Zhixing with a look of regret on his face as he spoke, and a flash of shame flashed across his face: "It's my disciple who is stupid and I have troubled the master."

Yes, the Huangquan Ascension Realm is the fundamental method. If a person with talent and intelligence reaches his level of practice, he will understand the follow-up exercises automatically, and there is no need to switch to other methods or seek follow-up exercises.

"I didn't say you were stupid, I just said you didn't innovate, but for you, it is enough."

Chen Zhixing did not think that his eldest disciple was stupid. After all, he was not a casual cultivator and relied on the Ziwei Chen family. However, there were hundreds of options for cultivating all the way to the pinnacle of cultivation, so there was no need to expend energy to innovate.

He was just a little regretful that if his great disciple continued, he might be trapped at the pinnacle of perfection for hundreds or even thousands of years. In the end, the greatest possibility was that he would miss the realm of immortality.

After all, breaking through the realm of immortality cannot be achieved by just practicing perseverance.

After thinking about it, Chen Zhixing threw down the "Lianshan" and a "Yellow Spring Compass" he had just read on the soft sleeper on the high platform.

"Now, this Great Compass of the Underworld is the follow-up method that my master has gained from observing the Ascension of the Underworld over the years. It is enough for you to practice to the extreme level. The mountains next to it are the rare things that have allowed me to do so in these years. If you find this wonderful book to be more interesting to read, keep it together so that you can learn more about it in your free time, and you may gain unexpected rewards, which will also be of great benefit to your future enlightenment and immortality."

On the high platform, Chen Zhixing's figure was looming, making it impossible for anyone to see his true form.

At least Wang Lin has never seen it.

In fact, after entering this Ziwei Heng, all Wang Lin saw was the white snake protruding from the shoulders of the blurred white mist representing the Supreme figure.

As for the true appearance of Master.

Still invisible.

"Thank you, Master, for the gift of the Dharma." Wang Lin paid homage with great ceremony, feeling in his heart that the Master may have already participated in the creation, and he didn't know what level he had reached now.

"You're boring. Forget it, don't stay in seclusion these days. In two days, I'll ask your wife to help you understand some girls from good families. You're old enough now, and it's time to get married."

"ha?"

Wang Lin was dumbfounded.

What did the master just say, get married, him?

"Why are you staring so hard? If you continue to practice like this, I'm afraid you will turn yourself into a stone."

On the soft couch, Chen Zhixing breathed out.

At this time, he was at the end of taking the Qingshen Wenshen Pill, and he was very sleepy. After chatting with Wang Lin for a few words, he seemed a little tired.

But his eldest disciple was really stupid, so he had to pay more attention to give some instructions.

“What is the purpose of people practicing? It is to climb high and see far away, to make oneself more perfect, to have qualified or better things to accompany oneself, to live a long life without any regrets in the heart, and It’s not like you are now, only focusing on improving your realm and not thinking about anything else.”

"The disciple knows his mistake, but master, can we renegotiate the marriage? The disciple feels that he is still young."

"You little fart, your bone age is almost seventy now. If you don't get married, when your practice progresses further, you will be like my teacher now. You won't be able to leave any descendants!"

"Well, I heard when I came here before that the master already has a junior brother."

"Just one! He's still careless. If possible, I would like to practice more trumpets with your master."

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"Don't worry about it. It's settled as it is. Can I still trick you, master?"

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There is more to a person's life than just practice, and the purpose of practice is just to have more time to enjoy life.

This is Chen Zhixing’s summary of the word practice.

Compared with Wang Lin's hard training, Chen Zhixing is more optimistic about the mentality of his second disciple Shi Hao. On weekdays, he just chases chickens and walks dogs in the mountains, but his cultivation level gradually improves, and his Taoist heart is as perfect as a pure child. Flawless, his cultivation realm is as unimpeded as before.

This kind of state of mind is the most suitable for practitioners to have.

Wang Lin doesn’t think so!

After returning home from the main peak of Ziwei Mountain, Wang Lin felt a shudder every time he thought about his master's true form after finally clearing away the fog around him.

"Is there something wrong with Master's practice?"

Wang Lin doesn't think that any monk who has practiced to the end will become someone who can see clearly at a glance. The five internal organs, the heart, the liver, the spleen and the lungs are obviously the structure of a normal person, but they are constantly changing with each other. Switch between chaotic airflows.

The skin is transparent!

So are the internal organs!

Even the ears, mouth, nose and tongue

Thinking of it in the end, the only thing that remained in Wang Lin's mind was Chen Zhixing's eyes that were as bright as stars, especially those eyes that were as sharp as swords, which made Wang Lin feel that even if he was only slightly tainted, his heart for seeking the truth was gone. Got slashed with a sword.

"Is this what it will be like after Juebian?"

Wang Lin didn't dare to imagine.

But Wang Lin believed his master's words to leave his descendants first.

Because Wang Lin also felt that if his family became like his master, they might not be able to leave any descendants.

With this thought in his mind, Wang Lin felt a heavy weight on his leg.

When he looked down, he saw his junior brother Shi Hao holding his thigh and looking up at him with a smile.

"Senior brother, you have aged a lot."

Wang Lin: "."

Compared with the junior brother in front of him, he is indeed no longer young.

Holding the little stone tightly in his arms, Wang Lin led him forward while asking questions.

"Xiao Shitou, has something happened on the mountain recently? I heard before that my master's wife gave birth to a little junior brother for us, but why didn't I see the young junior brother during my trip?"

"My junior brother was lost to a liger!'

"ha?"

"Hehe, Uncle Chouchou told me that Liger thought his junior brother was for monsters, so he threw him to the North Sea to have his eyes filled. For this reason, Granny Ying held me and cried for a long time. "

North Sea?

Sea Eye?

monster?

"What and what."

Wang Lin shook his head silently, feeling that this matter was a bit ridiculous.

Although the master does look like a monster now, Wang Lin still doesn't believe it if the little junior brother born is a monster.

Furthermore, what if it is really a monster?

With their protection, it's not like the junior brother can't support hundreds of people every day, so why should the master do this.

Well, in Wang Lin's eyes, there may be no right or wrong in this world. For him, intimacy and distance are the real right and wrong.

"It's true. Not only have I heard others say that my junior brother is a monster, but we Liger also seem to have turned into monsters."

When he said this, Xiao Shitou looked around nervously. When he saw that no one was looking at him, he whispered to Wang Lin in a low voice:

"Let me tell you, senior brother, I went to see the liger a few days ago, and I felt that the liger was so scary. The liger was no longer a human being. I saw a bunch of air floating around, but the liger He didn't realize it himself, he was talking to me, and he even reached out a stream of air to touch my head, which was really scary."

Wang Lin: "."

He knew that his junior brother was a natural god, and his eyes could often see scenes that ordinary people could not see. Furthermore, the master he saw felt very strange, as if he was really a ball of air, not a human body. .

"Are you really angry?" Wang Lin's voice was dry. Could it be that his master really went crazy?

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Shitou nodded repeatedly, as if he was afraid that Wang Lin would not believe it, and said quickly: "Not only is he angry, but he is also swallowing things. Senior brother, have you seen the snake on the liger's body? , let me tell you, I saw that snake swallowed by a liger in one breath without paying attention. Then the snake seemed to be afraid that I would find it, so it spit out a bunch of air and pinched it again. A liger came out.

It's so vivid and so scary! "