Missy, she always does not seek to make progress 2

My name is Teng Zhao. Before I was seven years old, I had always lived in a lonely world. I didn’t like to contact others, and I was even less willing to pay attention to them, because I saw that everyone was wearing layers of masks, and their faces were like several faces covered by them. I couldn’t see through them, and I didn’t want to see them. The more evil a person was, the more hideous their faces were, like the evil ghosts recorded in novels and unofficial histories.

I like reading, writing and playing chess. Doing these things can make me calm. Before I was seven years old, the person who spent the most time with me was Mr. Du. He was a very nice person, but when I looked at him, he was still covered with a mask and I couldn't see his true side.

I know that many people say that I am a freak. My family dislikes my left-wing and independent personality, and that I am cold. They say that I am a born stone man who cannot be warmed up.

I admit that I really can't muster the love they say for anyone, nor can I dress up to entertain my parents like other children of the same age in the family. When I look at their cheerful faces, I feel like I'm watching a theater.

They keep their distance from me and say behind my back that I am a poor creature, but I don't care. Instead, I feel at ease and prefer to be alone.

I thought I would always be alone like this until the most important person in my life appeared.

She was only a few years older than me, and had a pair of very lively eyes. When she looked at me and smiled, my eyes felt a little sore, as if I hadn't seen her for a long time.

I saw her clearly, without any other mask, just her true self.

I think she and I must have met in my previous life, otherwise why would my heart be so excited?
Now, she appears beside me again.

She took me away.

She became my master, with the Taoist name Buqiu and her real name Qin Liuxi, a Taoist who was not very willing to make progress but had great kindness and righteousness in her heart.

From then on, my heart felt warm and solid, and no longer floating in the air.

The master’s teaching is very casual, and she mainly adopts a free-range approach. In her words, the master only leads you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself, so I learned on my own.

Having said that, she did not miss a single thing that should be taught.

My master is very powerful, but also very protective. She has no standards for right and wrong, but always pays attention to cause and effect. Among a group of upright people who only care about punishing evil, she is even a little evil and crooked, because she will let evil fight evil, even if the other party is a resentful spirit or evil ghost.

I like Master more than Ban Zheng. I always feel like whatever she does is right.

Later, the thousand-year-old ginseng told me that it was called blind worship and master control?
I don’t quite understand, but I just know that what Master said is right.

She often told me to be more diligent and learn faster. She was just a lazy person. When she was young, she relied on her master for support. After she had apprentices, she relied on the apprentices for support. But in fact, my master, me, and Qingping Temple were all supported by her.

I felt sorry for my master, but I didn't want to disappoint her even more because I felt a sense of urgency and crisis. It seemed that if I was lazy, I would not be able to catch up with her and would always be someone who looked up to and waited for her, so I put all my effort into learning.

Later I realized that this kind of urgency was called fighting side by side, and deep down in my heart, I always had a strong sense of panic.

I am afraid that one day she will really leave me completely!

This panic became a reality.

I have mastered the art of magic, but in the war to kill gods, I was of no help. It was my master who proved the truth with her own body and protected the people of this world, while she fell into nothingness forever.

I'm so angry!

The stinky master who always said that he would rather die than have a dead friend, became the dead friend in the most lethal battle!

She actually abandoned all of us. She is so cruel. I knelt in the Land of Fallen Angels for three days and three nights, and searched for a whole month, but I couldn't find even a trace of soul.

Yes, that Si Luo is so powerful that even with our current Buddhism and Taoism combined, we cannot stop him. Master probably anticipated that this was a life-and-death barrier that could not be overcome, so she used her body as a formation to deliver the fatal blow.

Master is no longer here.

This realization made me feel fear, pain and disbelief.

How come such a great master is gone?
I worship her statue day and night and pray to the sky day and night. She has just gone on a long journey and I hope she will return soon.

Day after day, year after year, I practiced day and night without any laziness, and my skills became very successful, even becoming the youngest foundation-building immortal in the world. I wanted to tell her that you can come back, I have grown up, and you can take care of yourself, go wherever you want, and play however you want.

I kept waiting, but I never saw her suddenly appear, touch my head and call me a good disciple, and I was already middle-aged.

When I was thirty-five years old, my master had been gone for twenty years. The Emperor Kangping Qi Qian, whom she supported, had reached the end of his life. I went to see him off and took away the disciple that my master had predicted was destined for me.

Qi Qian built a memorial temple for his master for believers to worship. He said that his master deserves to be remembered, and he also said that even though she had been gone for many years, he did not want anyone to forget her.

how can that be possible?
Besides him and I, there are many other people who remember Master, including the Qin family, Yu Changkong, many fellow Taoists from Buddhism and Taoism, Master's best friend Si Lengyue, and so on. Everyone is waiting for her return.

After Qi Qian died, I greeted the Black and White Impermanence and personally led him to the Yellow Springs Road. I didn't expect that he would be so persistent that after entering the Yellow Springs, he did not even pass away and insisted on waiting down there.

He said that death is not scary, what is scary is that he never sees her come back.

She shouldn't be in nothingness.

Seeing his sad expression, I couldn't say anything to persuade him. If you want to wait, then wait. He is the stubborn owner of Huangquan and no one dares to say anything even if he becomes the emperor.

I took him to the Hell of Karma Fire and told him that if one day the fire here reignites the karmic fire, it would mean that she has returned.

Later, every year on the day when Master left, I would go to see the Karma Fire Hell. Qi Qian would always be there, staring at the endless Karma Fire Hell which was nothing but black with no other bright colors.

I feel happy for Master. What she has given has not been in vain. Some people still remember her and firmly believe that she will come back.

This is true for Qi Qian and the fox that has been guarding the tombstone in the Land of Fallen Angels.

I thought that this belief was just keeping us alive, but I didn't expect that the reason why belief is belief is because we always believe in hope and miracles.

As for the miracle of my master, I took my new stupid little disciple to kowtow to her and told her that I had found the successor of Qingping Temple, whose Taoist name was Changdu. I hoped that he would be like my master, saving people, ghosts and myself.

Who would have thought that the ordinary little fat boy, who just took a nap in front of the tombstone, could sense the soul of his master and said he saw his master.

She said Changdu has a long life.

what does this mean?
This means that what they are waiting for is not just waiting in vain, one day, the old friend will return! (End of this chapter)