Chapter 296: Encourage me with literature, and treat me with courtesy

Chapter 296: Encourage me with literature, and treat me with courtesy

Chapter 296: Encourage me with writing, and treat me with courtesy (ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month~)

"Please punish me, Master."

"Don't punish Brother!"

The two said in unison.

Cheng Xinzhan looked at Xinshu. He was a little confused when his master scolded him as soon as he came back, but he reacted immediately.

Yes!

I did something wrong!
I did recognize this relationship on behalf of my junior sister with the patriarchal mentality of an elder brother who is like a father.

Over the past few decades, it seemed that my junior sister would do whatever I said. Although she would always be lazy when it came to practicing, she had never said no. Perhaps, my junior sister had become accustomed to me making decisions, and I had also become accustomed to making decisions for her.

He naturally thought that his junior sister, who was alone and helpless in this world, needed such a relative, so he accepted Long Jun's invitation to visit his junior sister.

But for such an important matter, I should really ask my junior sister first.

Now that the Dragon Palace has arrived, will Junior Sister be in a dilemma? If she admits it, she might feel sad and think of the past. If she refuses to admit it, will it spread a bad reputation? Will it cause the Dragon Palace to become enemies with Junior Sister?
She must be feeling very conflicted.

Gu Xinshu looked at his master anxiously, thinking that it had been several years and his senior brother had just returned. If he was punished to drill holes in the wall and copy scriptures for a few months again, and then his senior brother would be forced to leave again after receiving the punishment, wouldn't he never see his senior brother again?

Besides, it’s not that I don’t want to recognize my relatives, I just don’t know how to face them alone. Now that my senior brother is back, I don’t seem so timid anymore.

Wen Sukong looked at the two disciples caring for each other, and the anger in her heart disappeared. She looked at Cheng Xinzhan and gave another instruction,
"In terms of cultivation, I don't have much to teach you. As for how to handle things, I may not be as good as you. But there is one sentence that I have read frequently in recent years and I have always gained something from it. I can share it with you."

"Master, your words are too polite. Please continue. I am listening respectfully."

Wen Sukong's words made Cheng Xinzhan feel a little frightened.

Wen Sukong's side road,
“He who is cautious, starts as if he were always brave, but ends up being courageous; he who is reckless, starts as if he were always brave, but ends up being cowardly.”

As soon as Cheng Xinzhan heard it, he knew that these were the original words of Mr. Dongpo.

Wen Sukong looked at this most proud disciple, who might even be the most accomplished disciple of Meiji Mountain in the future, and said seriously,

“In fact, when it comes to being cautious, I am not as good as you. I also know that you use “modest” as your motto to warn yourself, but it never hurts to say good things a few more times.

"It is never difficult to make progress with courage and perseverance. Only when you practice slowly and keep to yourself can you see your true skills. Your master suffered a lot from making progress with courage and perseverance in his early years. It was only in recent years that he calmed down and cultivated his character.

"The reason I'm telling you all this is because I saw that last time, you were pushed by a group of senior elders to become a teacher of earthly immortals. This time, under the persuasion of Elder Xinshu, you privately agreed to recognize your relatives without discussing it with the parties involved. I think these two things are biased and have lost the "humility" that you have adhered to for a long time.

"Of course, no one is perfect. I have made many more mistakes than you on my way of cultivation. It is not easy to find any mistakes you have made. I tell you these words in the hope that you will learn from them and correct them if you have made any. As for the punishment, forget it."

At the end of his speech, a smile appeared on Wen Sukong's face again.

Cheng Xinzhan was deeply moved when he heard this and bowed down.

"Thanks to Master's guidance, I now understand everything."

Wen Sukong nodded and said,
"Sit down, let's talk about how to deal with this matter. You can also tell your junior sister what kind of person her aunt is."

But there are only two chairs here.

At this time, Bai Yongliang appeared from nowhere, turned into a chair, bowed to Cheng Xinzhan, then drilled into the ground and disappeared quietly.

Cheng Xinzhan smiled and sat on it.

Then, he told his master and junior sister what happened after he entered the Dragon Palace. He mainly explained to Xinshu why she didn't know about such an aunt, and why her aunt failed to rescue her in time when Shu was fighting against the dragon.

After saying this, she took out the lacquer crossbow that Long Fei had entrusted to her and handed it to Xin Shu.
"This is what the Dragon Concubine asked me to give to you. She said it's for your self-defense."

This Chu crossbow is painted with mother-of-pearl and is clearly a weapon for killing, but it is made to be grand and exquisite. It is very beautiful and obviously worth a lot of money.

Xinshu looked at the crossbow and naturally liked it very much. She took it and looked at it carefully. She saw the dragon pattern on the crossbow and rubbed it with her hand.

Cheng Xinzhan saw this and said,
"It's not a small matter for the Dragon Concubine to go ashore. She can't leave for a year or so. The people who came a few days ago were just a stepping stone. We can think about it slowly. When we want to see her, we can let Huang Hai know. There's no rush."

Xinshu held the crossbow and nodded slightly.

"I have some good news."

Cheng Xinzhan said.

"what's up?"

Wen Sukong asked. After hearing Cheng Xinzhan's explanation, she had some understanding of the Dragon Queen. She didn't sound like a bad person. And the fact that the dragon clan was willing to make trouble even though she was pregnant was very telling.

"Uncle Gu should still be alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xinshu beside him trembled and looked at Cheng Xinzhan in disbelief.

Wen Sukong also looked over with a serious expression.

Cheng Xinzhan nodded and continued,

"Over the years, I have spent a lot of time in Xikang and have gained some fame. I have dealt closely with the disciples of Xuanmen and have asked about this aspect indirectly.

"Although Uncle Gu was seriously injured when he was captured by Xuan Zhenzi, his life was not in danger. Moreover, after the people of Emei discovered that the "Heavenly Wind and Pine Snow" was not on Uncle Gu, they interrogated him for a long time but to no avail. Later, they wanted Uncle Gu to play music at Xun Lanyin's celebration, but they failed to get their wish.

"The Xuanmen in Shuzhong has always had a tradition. Of course, they only capture demons that they have identified. If they are in the fourth realm, they will find a secret place outside of Western Shu to seal them up, leaving them for future generations to test their swords and become famous. If they are in the third realm, they will be imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower on Mount Tiantai in Western Shu as a trial place for their disciples.

"And the Emei Sect is the founder and defender of this tradition. I heard that during the Shuzhong Jiao war, all the three-level Jiaolongs that were captured alive were locked up in the Demon Locking Tower, including Uncle Gu."

There was one thing Cheng Xinzhan didn't say. Those who were not captured alive and those below the second realm had naturally had their horns and skinned to make swords and sheaths.

Although Gu Xinshu's father, Gu Yi, was known as Yixian and Lexian in Shu, this was the same as Master Lei Wei being called Leixian and Qinxian, and was only praised for their extraordinary attainments in vocal music.

Perhaps because he was too obsessed with vocal music and the grief over his wife's early death, Gu Yi probably didn't spend too much time on cultivation, so that when he was captured, he only had the cultivation level of the third level of Golden Core.

It’s just that the dragon blood of the Gu family is exceptionally pure, so even though Gu Yi’s realm is not very high, his lifespan is exceptionally long, and he became famous very early.

However, Gu Yi, who was fighting to the death to cover his daughter's retreat, was an adult green dragon, and his explosive combat power was almost comparable to that of the fourth realm. This attracted Xuan Zhenzi's attention and he was captured alive.

"You mean, Gu Yi is in the Demon Locking Tower now?"

Wen Sukong asked.

Xinshu also stared at Cheng Xinzhan in a daze.

Cheng Xinzhan nodded heavily. This was what Zhou Qingyun told him personally. He also verified it indirectly when chatting with many Xuanmen disciples who had been in and out of the Demon Locking Tower.

"Someone who has been in and out of the Demon Locking Tower recently told me that ever since the dragon was killed, the sound of people banging on the walls and singing sad songs could be heard frequently inside the tower."

Hearing this, tears of relief suddenly flowed down my face.

"I have some reputation and connections in Xikang, and I have been planning to find an opportunity to go into the Demon Locking Tower in person and take a look. I want to come back and tell you after seeing my uncle in person. "But now there is the matter of the Dragon Concubine recognizing her as my relative, and I also have to go back to the clan to hand over the things entrusted by the Dragon Concubine to you, so I might as well tell you about this matter now so that you can rest assured. I will go back to Xikang in a few days."

Cheng Xinzhan said, he reached out to wipe away Xinshu's tears.

This is also the reason why he chose to stay in Xikang even after the two sides of the Demonic Path entered into a confrontation.

Gu Xinshu stared at her senior brother in a daze, and then ignored everything else, hugged Cheng Xinzhan, and cried loudly on his chest.

Gu Xinshu cried as if she wanted to vent all the fear, terror, longing, and hatred that had been hidden in her heart for decades. This beautiful woman, like water, shed two streams of tears, which gathered at the tip of her chin and then dripped onto Cheng Xinzhan's chest, soon soaking a large area of ​​his chest.

She was worthy of being called the Dragon Girl. Her earth-shattering cry immediately caused dark clouds to appear over the Meiji Mountain and a drizzle of rain began to fall.

Cheng Xinzhan didn't move, but just reached out and gently patted Xinshu's back.

Xinshu cried for a full quarter of an hour. At the end, her voice gradually became softer, but her face gradually turned red.

When the sobbing sound completely died down, Xinshu's face turned red as if it was burning, and then she jumped away from Cheng Xinzhan like a frightened rabbit.

The clouds in the sky have cleared and the rain has stopped, and the sun is shining brightly.

Seeing this, Wen Sukong relaxed and smiled. As long as the person was still alive, there was a way and everything would be fine.

But at this moment, she suddenly remembered that she was still complaining to the eldest disciple that if he could not help the younger disciple to resolve the old knot, then he should not create a new knot. However, she did not expect that the eldest disciple had already been resolving the old knot quietly!

Wen Sukong felt a little embarrassed, but at her level, she had already mastered the art of concealing her true colors. How could she be like the little disciple, who would blush like the flowers in the Azalea Valley just by hugging her senior brother?

"Cough cough."

Thinking of Dujuan Valley, Wen Sukong coughed lightly.
"I heard from Jingyuan that you called Jihu to Xikang?"

The Jingyuan mentioned by Wen Sukong is Chang Jingyuan, the master of Dujuan Valley, who is also a Kun Daoist and a good friend of Wen Sukong. Feng Jihu is naturally a standout in Dujuan Valley. His medical level is much higher than his inner alchemy level, so it is normal for Chang Jingyuan to pay attention to him. And everyone in the sect knows that Master Feng and Master Cheng are so close that they are like one pair of pants.

Cheng Xinzhan nodded.

"Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger."

Wen Sukong heard this and said,

"If you want to rescue Fellow Daoist Gu, do you need the sect to send more people over?"

Cheng Xinzhan shook his head.

"This matter can only be solved by wits, not force. I am enough."

Wen Sukong nodded when he heard this, then looked up and down at Cheng Xinzhan and suddenly said,

"Now that you have determined the Dharma form, you should be cultivating the immortal buds, right?"

Cheng Xinzhan nodded upon hearing this. In addition to returning the crossbow to his junior sister, his other purpose in going back to the mountain was to ask for the method of growing the fairy buds.

Wen Sukong said "hmm" and said something.

"Wait."

After saying that, he disappeared on the spot.

Cheng Xinzhan knew that his master had gone to the secret cave under the bamboo stele to obtain the Dharma, so he waited patiently. At this time, he looked at Xinshu again, but saw that she still kept her head down, the redness on her face had not faded at all, and she was still steaming.

"Thank you very much, Brother."

Although Xinshu lowered her head, she could feel her senior brother looking at her. She didn't even raise her head, but just thanked him in a low voice.

She had not expected that over the years, except for guessing her last name was Gu shortly after they met, her senior brother had never asked her about her background. But today, her senior brother had actually found out the whereabouts of her father.

Cheng Xinzhan smiled when he heard this, and a strange sense of familiarity arose in his heart, as if he had just returned to the time when he had just recovered from Yin deficiency throat paralysis and even started to stutter when he spoke.

He shook his head,

"You even plucked out my scales for me, and you're still saying thank you."

Xinshu's face turned even redder when she heard that.

After a while, Wen Sukong came back, but when she saw Xinshu still looked like a rhododendron, she said to Cheng Xinzhan,
"Xinzhan, come with me."

After saying that, she walked towards the cliff on the south side of the mountain.

Cheng Xinzhan didn't know if his master had anything to say that was inconvenient to say in front of his junior sister, but he didn't think much about it. He just responded and followed.

The master and the disciple stood at the edge of the cliff, and Wen Sukong said,
"According to the rules of the mountain, since you have decided to cultivate the immortal buds, I have a few words to say to you before I teach you the method."

"Master, please tell me."

Cheng Xinzhan answered.

"Are you still a virgin?"

Wen Sukong asked.

Cheng Xinzhan suddenly realized that this was what the master wanted to ask. No wonder he avoided Junior Sister. This was a very normal exchange between cultivators, just like asking if you had taken the Purple Light this morning. However, Junior Sister was still young in her Dao heart, and she didn't know how long she would blush when she heard such a question.

He answered frankly,
"Yes."

Wen Sukong said again,
"If you cultivate immortal buds, you will not be able to have sex from now until you become an infant. The immortal path is difficult. If something unexpected happens during this period, your bloodline will be childless. Have you thought about this?"

Cheng Xinzhan nodded decisively upon hearing this.
"Disciple has already thought about it."

Wen Sukong nodded, not surprised by Cheng Xinzhan's answer. He raised his hand, and a flash of light appeared on his palm. He turned into a bamboo scroll and handed it to Cheng Xinzhan.

"This is a genuine copy of the 'Secrets of Taiqing Tianya Taixi - Feiqian Chapter'. It is also the method of nurturing immortal buds handed down from generation to generation by our Meiji Mountain Qiandao. Just burn it after reading it."

Cheng Xinzhan said yes and took it with both hands. For this method that does not involve spells, talismans, pictures, and meanings, it is simplest and most convenient to use this kind of bamboo or paper rubbings, which can be burned after reading. If it is a spell, the carrier will be much more troublesome, and the effect will not be as good as the master copy. Moreover, it is not enough to just read it, but you have to take it out from time to time to review it. Cheng Xinzhan still often takes out the master copy of "Guangcheng Chixu Suixin Mantra" that he carries with him and ponders it over and over again.

After handing over the Dharma to Cheng Xinzhan, Wen Sukong said,
"Since you're back, stay a few more days and take your sister out to play. She has been practicing very hard these years. Now that this incident has happened, her mind is in turmoil and it's not suitable for her to practice. It's just right for her to relax. And there's also the matter of recognizing her relatives, so you can find out what she thinks.

"As for you, you must be careful in Xikang. More haste, less speed. Think twice before you act. The most important thing is to save the green mountains so that you will not run out of firewood."

Cheng Xinzhan bowed and said yes.

Wen Sukong smiled and nodded, then disappeared from the spot. It seemed that before Xinzhan left, she would not come here again to urge Xinshu to practice.

Cheng Xinzhan held the bamboo slips and couldn't help but sigh,
"Master is a good teacher who educates me patiently, teaches me literature, and disciplines me with etiquette. It is my good fortune to meet such a good teacher."

(End of this chapter)