Chapter 1: At the outset, the master is gone

Alright, disciple, let's cut the nonsense; my time is truly limited.

Lu Bei was in a daze, while a wooden box beside him stirred up a vortex, drawing the white ash into the box. In just a few breaths, the entire process of the funeral was completed, with only the banquet left to conclude.

It seems that he realized he had been speaking too much. The old master clenched his fist and cleared his throat, his expression serious as he said: "I know that becoming my disciple is not your wish, and you have some reservations about this matter. However, I assure you that I have not deceived you. With your talent, it would be a pity not to pursue immortality."

After unsuccessfully attempting to open the Qiankun bag, Lu Bei sadly discovered that he was trapped on the mountain. The only ones he could rely on now, apart from the unfamiliar Senior Sister Bai, were the vixen who would return tonight for revenge.

In an instant, the entire person was not well

Everyone applauded and cheered, then smiled and lowered their heads, and there was no further movement

Disciple, the time of my demise is approaching, and I shall soon depart from this world. I will briefly convey a few parting words; you must listen carefully...

This test!

Forget it, time has passed, discussing these trivial matters is pointless

The old man coughed several times, raising his sleeve to cover half of his aged face: "Time is of the essence. In my haste to travel, I forgot to inquire about your name... Um, what is your name?"

Bang

Rest assured, although my time is limited, I have already sent a message to your senior sister Bai Jin. She will provide you with careful guidance on your cultivation. Thirty years ago, she was the foremost disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and I believe that now...

A den of foxes suddenly sprang out, howling chaotically for a while, attempting to scare off the uninvited guest with their numerical advantage

Master

Lu Bei : `` ... ... ''

Evaluation: It's a bit troublesome to have some understanding in mind; what is there to evaluate!

Level: 3

The lesson from the past, he was uncertain whether history could repeat itself, and after waiting for a moment, he reached out to test Mo Buxiu's breath.

Good! Good! Good...

Lu Bei murmured softly, closed his eyes, and opened the panel information

Ascending the moss-covered stone steps along the forested mountainside, one can find an unremarkable Taoist temple nestled within an inconspicuous peak

Lu Beizhi rolled his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that he had resisted a bit on the way here and realized he couldn't win, he would have insisted on landing a heavy punch on Mo Buxiu's face.

The green mountains are hazy, the clouds and mist are ethereal; from a distance, one can see the undulating movements where clouds, dragons, and fish intertwine, as if a few strokes of light ink have spread out, bringing the artistic conception vividly to life on the paper

Lu Bei : `` ... ... ''

Lubei

However, it was of no use; after Lu Bei suddenly stomped his foot, the four foxes immediately fell silent and fled, disappearing into the forest through a hole in the wall

An hour later, the young man blinked in confusion, gazing at the still incessantly chattering dying person, and secretly moved his stiff legs and feet.

Upon closer inspection, one will realize that this is not a bonsai at all, but rather a tripod-shaped incense burner, which has been overrun by greenery due to years of neglect

In this world, foxes can cultivate into monsters, driving away this group of residents. Could it be that a fox spirit will come to seduce me tonight? Lu Bei set down the wooden box, reflecting on his earlier carelessness. Considering that he was a standard weak scholar, unable to carry or lift anything, how to spend the night on the mountain was indeed a dilemma

It is impossible to descend the mountain. The path taken was very clear; the mountain trail is rugged and steep, which is quite unfriendly to him, as he suffers from acrophobia

How pitiful

Race: Human

Retracting my previous statement, this Taoist temple is not insignificant; at the very least, it bears the mottled marks left by the passage of time.

Oh, I remember now, this matter has already been mentioned

Finally, facing the gaze filled with hope, Lu Beishen took a deep breath and said solemnly

Indeed, disciple

Although it is not a mountain of immortals or a divine vein, it is abundant in spiritual bamboo. Additionally, due to the presence of nine peaks, it is named Jiuzhu Mountain, which is somewhat well-known within Ningzhou.

So, when Renjie refers to him, does the term "diling" refer to lush vegetation

What does it mean, is the senior sister not a good person

Is it really a ghost sighting

Clearly, Mo Buxiu's struggle is in vain. When the master and disciple exchanged names, there was no serious atmosphere at all, and the presence of the renowned Yuhua Gate only heightened the awkwardness to the extreme

Attributes: Strength 2, Speed 3, Spirit 3, Stamina 3, Charisma 3, Luck 3

Good name, as your master, I have no regrets. I am the leader of the Yuhua Gate at Sanqing Peak of Jiu Bamboo Mountain. After my death, you shall inherit the position of the leader.

Cultivation: 30 / 30

Descending the mountain

Seeing that Lu Bei showed signs of wanting to flee, Mo Buxiu quickly took out a Qiankun bag from his bosom, grasped his hand, and stuffed it in, speaking rapidly: "The sect leader's seal and the land deed are all in here, along with a book titled 'Fetal Breathing and Qi Supplementation Method,' which I obtained in the far west of Kunlun. Although this book takes an unconventional approach, its intent is extremely high, making it a rare treasure in the world. My cultivation level is too high now, and I can no longer practice it. You have just begun your journey, and it is just right for you..."

Weathered by the elements, the outer wall of the temple is marked by cracks, the plaque has vanished without a trace, the front yard is overrun with weeds, and in the center, a lush potted plant rises prominently

Lu Beimei frowned slightly, nodded without saying much, and in front of Mo Buxiu, tucked the books from the wooden box into her bosom

... ...

Lu Bei : `` ... ... ''

Consider the process of being compelled to take on a mentor, filled with various unwillingness. Upon further reflection, it is indeed true that time is limited. At this moment, there is a strong possibility of a fleeting revival; if one delays even slightly, the other party may depart this world with regrets.

Disciple, although I am unable to teach you the ways of cultivation, the path of immortality is not solely about cultivation. There is a saying here that you should keep in mind.

Thus, I have no regrets left, except for ... ...

Without haste, just reminiscing about the past carousel, you have walked for two hours straight

Experience: 250 / 900

Primary occupation: None

The most crucial point is that he is very hungry

If that is the case, it would be difficult for him to refute

He carefully stored the bag of holding, picked up the wooden box, and began to search within the temple. After much searching, he finally found a wooden altar table in the dilapidated main hall.

Virtuous person

Mo Buxiu took a wooden box from the Qian Kun bag and placed it in Lu Bei's hand: "One should not harbor malicious intentions towards others, yet one must always be vigilant against the intentions of others. This book, 'Taisu Qi Supplementation Method,' must be kept safe. Do not disclose it to anyone, not even to your senior sister."

Lu Bei : `` ... ... ''

I hope the senior sister arrives soon

Lu Bei momentarily choked on his words: "It is indeed... convenient."

Mo Buxiu released Lu Bei's hand, took a deep breath, and said: "Continue, where were we just now? Right, although my time is limited, I have already sent a message to your senior sister Bai Jin regarding the matter of cultivation... Oh, how did this Qiankun bag end up in your hands?"

Speaking of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, it is quite a pity. If it were not for my master accidentally injuring the sect leader senior brother back in the day, I would definitely want to return and take a look before I die

Life: 22 / 30 (Hunger, Fear, Fatigue)

Suddenly realizing, Mo Bu Xiu slapped his forehead hard and said, "Look at this brain of mine; it hasn't even died yet and it's already not working."

Wu Zhou

The young man raised his hand to touch the slightly dry corner of his eye and nodded firmly, saying, "Alright"

Gazed at by a pair of affectionate eyes, Lu Bei felt a chill run down his spine. He could not tell if it was an illusion, but in those eyes, he perceived an overwhelming sense of grease.

What the hell, I said I would just briefly explain a few last words, why am I getting more and more spirited as I speak

Indeed, disciple, your master ... ...

Unexpectedly, when the distance between the fingertips was still a palm's width away from Mo Buxiu, the old Taoist's body quickly turned to sand, scattering into a pile of white ash.

Secondary occupation: Farmer Lv1

However, never mind, the deceased should be respected. Not rounding off to the nearest whole number is essentially akin to being dead. He is a living person, and quarreling with the dead is purely a futile endeavor.

The departure was too sudden, and Lu Bei was momentarily unable to believe it. Just a moment ago, he was full of energy, and now, after two hours of Mo Bu Xiu's rambling, he was gone without a trace, raising his hand to point beneath his nose.

The young man smirked slightly, for he had always been straightforward and witty. Clearly, he was already half a foot in the grave, fully aware that time was running short, and thus randomly selected a lucky audience member.

Name: Lu Bei

The old master briefly addressed the awkwardness, raising his hand to gesture around, attempting to restore the previous seriousness: "Surely, my disciple, you have already noticed that this place is blessed with outstanding individuals and a rich environment; it is indeed the Yuhua Gate of Sanqing Peak. From today onwards, you shall take charge here."

The rear wall appears to be relatively sturdy, and the roof does not seem likely to collapse suddenly; however, the timing is unfortunate, as there are already residents under the table

In the midst of speaking, Mo Buxiu's eyes lost their luster, grasping Lu Bei's hand which fell limp, and without a sound, everything fell silent.

And he happened to be nearby

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As he spoke, Mo Bu Xiu stared unblinkingly at Lu Bei and said, "Disciple, have you not noticed that since you became my apprentice, you have yet to call me 'Master' once?"

Under the old tree in the backyard, an old man and a young man sit on the ground. The old man, with white hair and a youthful face, looks refreshed as he strokes his goat beard: "There is no need to be sad; it is the natural course of life to experience birth, aging, illness, and death. Do not engage in weeping and wailing."

Ningzhou, Beiyu County, Langyu County, Dongyang Prefecture

The two master and apprentice stared at each other for quite a while, and it was only then that Mo Buxiu began to explain. His temperament is restless, having spent many years traveling and practicing outside, so it is quite reasonable and logical for the home to be overgrown with weeds.

This, indeed ... ...

If you apply more force, it might really become immovable