"Haha, how does the Imperial Master know that I haven't looked for him before?"
A trace of bitterness appeared on Guiguzi's face, and the helplessness deep in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow like water.
"I have traveled all over the Central Plains, seen the suffering of the people, and even interacted with monks!"
"I have studied hundreds of schools of thought, and asked two saints, but I only got some vague answers, and have been sitting in the Yunmengze for countless years."
........
Guiguzi drank, his old face full of helplessness.
He once walked in front of the corpse.
I was only one step away from that position.
Then there was this step, but countless years passed before he was trapped in Yunmengze.
Taking a sip of Yunmeng, letting all the flavors spread in his mouth, Huang said in a faint tone: "Just like this Yunmeng, there are too many flavors in it."
"Just like you, Guiguzi, you learned too much!"
"The idea of according to hundreds of families and becoming a family is very nice to say, but it is very difficult to call yourself a son on this basis!"
"You want to be canonized with Bo, but unless you carry out your plan thoroughly, there is no hope!"
"If it goes according to your plan, you won't have the chance to be canonized in this Jiazi!"
"However, this is what you are most unwilling to accept!"
........
Having said this, Huang stopped talking.
Guiguzi came to seek enlightenment and naturally had to pay a price.
The Word should not be preached lightly!
This was true no matter at that time.
At this moment, Gui Guzi had doubts in his heart, but he was sensible enough not to ask any more questions.
Because he knew that even if he asked, Huang and Xijiao would not answer easily.
Even if they accept a disciple, they still need to be trained, not to mention that he is not related to Huang and Shi Jiao.
Being able to say so much at this time is already a sign of kindness.
After drinking the wine in the cup, Gui Guzi smiled and said, "I wonder if there are any extra guest rooms in the Imperial Master's residence. I would like to stay here for a few days. What do you think?"
"Haha, it's a small thing!"
Smiling, Huang turned to the maid beside him and said, "Clean a guest room for the guest!"
"promise."
At this moment, the atmosphere in the study became more relaxed.
At this moment, Guiguzi was not a questioner, but a friend who came to visit.
Huang Ziran also wanted to communicate with these knowledgeable people. Only by gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought could he turn them into nutrients for his own cultivation.
He and Guiguzi chose different paths.
He wanted to turn hundreds of families into ghost valleys, and then use them to make saints.
However, Huang Ze absorbs various strengths and turns them into resources to support his national skills.
He is a warrior!
From beginning to end!
Even if he could practice the monk's method, he would not be tempted.
This is because he has a pure martial heart.
Huang personally took action, added charcoal fire, cooked a pot of green ants, and poured a cup for each of Xi Jiao and Gui Guzi: "Gui Guzi, please!"
"This is the famous Qin Kingdom, the green ant in the entire world, right?"
Guiguzi smiled and drank the green ant in one gulp: "Good wine is indeed suitable for martial arts warriors. If I were younger, I would like it more!"
"Haha, Green Ant drinks like a man in his prime. When he gets old, he loses his heroic spirit!"... Huang took a sip of Green Ant, looked at Xi Jiao and Gui Guzi, and joked, "Speaking of which, these two old men , it’s really not suitable for drinking green ants.”
"I have the heart of a boy!"
Gui Guzi quibbled, his majestic eyes suppressing his old age: "The Corpse Saint has a long lifespan, but in comparison, he is even more young at this moment."
"Haha, looking back on the past, the years are full of great things!"
Huang smiled and drank.
The light words made both of them silent for a moment.
Both Xi Jiao and Gui Guzi knew that this era was not the era for them to compete after all.
They can't compare to the young man's high spirits.
Although their bodies have not yet been infected with the twilight energy, it is difficult to regain their original mentality.
"The Imperial Master is a man of astonishing talent, why did he pursue the path of a martial artist?"
Guiguzi was a little curious and asked the questions in his heart at this moment.
Looking at Gui Guzi in front of him, Huang chuckled: "In this world, some people have choices, while some people have no choices!"
"And unfortunately, I am one of the latter!"
........
Didn't talk much with Guiguzi.
Guiguzi lived in Huang's house and began to understand the Qin State. At the same time, Huang was also practicing his national skills in his house every day.
None of them spoke.
Gui Guzi drinks wine every day and discusses Taoism with Shi Jiao. He sends a letter to Yang Zhu and tells him to come back immediately.
Gui Guzi was in the house, and Zhi Jiao was conferred as a saint. This was an opportunity for Yang Zhu.
…
On this day, the little Taoist priest came to the mountain gate.
After a few months, he saw the Tianshi Mansion again, and he quickly and respectfully said to the old Tianshi: "Disciple, I have met the teacher!"
Seeing the arrival of the little Taoist priest, the old master was very happy, especially because of his strength, he naturally saw through the little Taoist priest's cultivation.
"Yes, in just a few months, you have had the opportunity to break through the golden elixir. You can finally start on this vast road to immortality."
The Heavenly Master was very pleased.
Among his disciples, the young Taoist priest himself had the best talent, and now, just as he expected, he took the lead in taking this step and achieved the golden elixir avenue.
"The disciples who are today are all thanks to the teacher's training. The disciples dare not take the credit!"
The young Taoist respects the old Heavenly Master very much. In a sense, the old Heavenly Master is not only his teacher, but also his father.
After all, he had been raised by the old Heavenly Master in the Tianshi Mansion since he was a child.
This feeling is very deep.
"Alas, your senior sister missed this opportunity. If you want to break through the golden elixir, I'm afraid..." Master Laotian sighed, with a hint of helplessness on his face.
Both the young Taoist priest and Nangong Qingcheng were his disciples, so he naturally treated them equally. As a result, the young Taoist priest seized the opportunity under the mountain, but Nangong Qingcheng missed it.
From then on, the futures of the two of them would be completely different.
The little Taoist priest also knew what the old master was thinking, but he couldn't help with this matter.
"Teacher, when we were in Chengying, senior sister and Feng Yuyan left. At that time, the disciple sent a letter to Shen Buhai, who was not present."
"Later, Senior Sister stopped me on the road and I rejected Senior Sister. At that time in Chengying, there was a powerful man above the Golden Core."
"Senior sister and Feng Yuyan retreat..."
The little Taoist priest said in a faint tone: "Master Qin is a person with clear grudges and grudges. I'm afraid that senior sister will never have any fate with him again."
Glancing at the little Taoist priest, the old master nodded slightly: "Of course I know better, I am just sighing. When the aura of canonization swept across the Central Plains, I knew that I had missed Qingcheng."
"Come to think of it, this time, not only the corpse was canonized, you, including the national master, have gained something, right?"
Hearing this, the little Taoist priest nodded: "To tell the truth from the teacher, Feng Zheng broke the mirror golden elixir, the corpse was canonized, and Jiang Huanyue and his disciples set foot on the golden elixir respectively."
"The national master has taken a new path in martial arts. He calls it Bao Dan, which is equivalent to the monk's golden elixir."
"We have all gained something from this trip!"
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