The strategy of conquering the national division begins with drawing Thangka

Chapter 27 What's Wrong?

The familiar osmanthus fragrance enveloped Bai Zeqing, and she felt that she was hallucinating again, and murmured: "Hey, Master, I saw you again." Then, due to excessive wear and tear, her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"It can really add to the chaos!"

The Taoist hugged her with one hand, and rested his other on the back of her heart.

Bai Zeqing was so dizzy that she couldn't bear it, she finally stopped holding onto Master's sleeves, and then she felt a gentle warm current from her back melted into her limbs, where the warm current passed, the numb and stiff parts of her body seemed to be covered by countless ox hairs again. The needles were pricked densely.

Bai Zeqing broke out in a cold sweat. After being burned by hundreds of ants, her breath was stuck in her chest. It took a long time to catch her breath. The panting was so fast that she choked out a heart-piercing cough.

The Taoist frowned and patted her on the back, and couldn't help but cursed: "Idiot!"

The Taoist guides the scurrying breath in her body back to its original position, blows his beard and stares, and wants to curse, but he can't find the right words for a while, and finally chokes out a sentence: "How can there be such a fool as you! Why are you so fierce? You are in a hurry to reincarnate Is it?"

After a long while, Bai Zeqing finally came to his senses, guilty and joyful, and asked weakly, "Master, it's really you! Why are you back!"

"I'm ashamed to say that I wasted my formation stones to set up a teleportation formation."

The Taoist let her go, and seeing her sitting down with the edge of the bed, he wished to give her another kick to finish the matter.

He stared at the small wooden figure on the bed with a somewhat complicated expression—the golden thread he bound was still intact and slowly wandering, and there was an additional light gold dotted thread that was faintly visible, crooked like a gossamer, hanging on the small The person's chest was about to disappear.

It can be seen that Bai Zeqing learned the tricks of puppet spirit art "self-taught" with a book, but it can be seen that he lost his strength very quickly, even exhausted, and was backlashed by the puppet spirit and his own puppet thread.

Obviously, he could cut off and leave just after being backlashed. If he refused to give up, if he hadn't interrupted himself, this little wooden figure would probably become the first puppet in history to have dual puppet spirits, and he was still an unowned puppet.

The Taoist priest realized that he regarded Bai Zeqing as a former seeker, throwing away the book and neglecting to raise him free-range. It was a big mistake, and it almost caused trouble.

How big of a dead eye does this thing have on its chest?
The Taoist priest lowered his face, first gave her a hard look, and then asked, "Have you understood "Puppet Spirit Art?"

Obviously not.Bai Zeqing didn't dare to say anything.

The Taoist stepped on the chair, sat down on Bai Zeqing's desk, and stared down at the ignorant brat: "How dare you perform a spell if you don't understand it?"

Bai Zeqing's head was even lower.

Because it was Brother Qi's puppet spirit, deep down in her heart, she always felt that even if there was danger, it would not be too much. She really wanted to fight hard, and she couldn't even find an excuse at this moment.

The Taoist's eyes became colder, and he said, "How long have you practiced the puppet spirit technique? Can all five fingers condense out puppet lines?"

Did she dare to say that not a single puppet thread was condensed?

Bai Zeqing stared at the floor, feeling like digging a hole.

The Taoist didn't hold back, and said slowly and mercilessly with thin lips: "Why, do you want to try to sacrifice your life? Do you want to try to become a demon?"

Obsessed?What the hell?Zen Master Cifa only said that sacrificing one's body and devouring puppets is a sorcery, and he didn't say that he would be possessed by demons!
Bai Zeqing's heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to quibble: "Master, I..." For a while, she didn't know how to quibble.

The Taoist stared at her, waiting to see her deny it or cry in fright—anyway, she would cry in front of him at all times.

Unexpectedly, Bai Zeqing didn't deny it this time, nor did he cry. He just stood there listlessly. After a while, he secretly glanced at him, lowered his head, and admitted softly, "Master, I was wrong." She I think it's better not to quibble.

The Taoist sneered in his heart, not at all believing that Bai Zeqing could sincerely repent: "What's wrong?"

Bai Zeqing: "..."

It really wasn't true.

The Taoist sighed, looking at Bai Zeqing who was secretly looking at him cautiously, feeling tired after a long absence.

If this continues, I am afraid that his face will catch up with his actual age.

He looked at the cold sweat on Bai Zeqing's forehead, and wanted to scold her a few more words, but he opened his mouth but couldn't think of anything good, so he looked at her with a frown, looking a little deep.

Bai Zeqing felt extremely guilty.

Since she was a child, she was most afraid of letting others down. At this time, her mind was not so rigid, and she also knew that Master was delaying important things to save herself. She suddenly felt that she had caused a catastrophe, so she said sincerely again: "Master, I was wrong! I was really wrong."

The Taoist didn't speak, but after looking at her for a long time, he said, "I'm afraid it's fate."

He beckoned to Bai Zeqing, pulled her sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and asked, "Do you really want to cultivate?"

Bai Zeqing looked up in astonishment, directly ignoring the sweat stains on the cuffs of the Taoist robe on his blue shirt, and looked at the Taoist priest in disbelief: "Master, you, are you really willing to accept me as a disciple?"

"For thousands of years, the ancestors have walked three thousand roads," the Taoist said seriously. "The pale text in the ancient books records the roads that many ancestors have traveled and the final result...or the end. But there is no record of the hardships of this road. I only I hope you can think clearly, and if possible, don't choose this difficult way."

Bai Zeqing seemed to understand half-understood, but felt that the admonition was heavy and abnormal. He nodded involuntarily, shook his head again, and said stubbornly: "Master, the Buddha said that all sentient beings are suffering. Is there a way in this world that is not difficult? I am willing." Follow Master to practice, please Master to teach me!"

"Not only is it difficult, but there are only a handful of people who can prove it."

"Students are not afraid of difficulties, not to prove the Tao, but to follow their will!" She knew that Brother Qi was already the soul in the Tao, if she didn't take this path, if she didn't enter the Dao, she might never have the chance to protect Brother Qi again.

"Follow your heart?" The Taoist shook his head, "Three thousand roads, if you want to follow your heart, you must first set foot on the peak, which is not easy."

"Then step to the top!" Bai Zeqing yelled this sentence without thinking.

The Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, the words sounded familiar.

He jumped off the desk lightly, looked at her quietly, with deep eyes, raised his hand and pressed her shoulder lightly, and said, "I remind you of the last sentence, those who enter our school have great responsibilities, and are likely to be lonely all their lives. It's even more painful than the partings you've endured. You, can you think clearly?"

It was not the first time that Bai Zeqing was so close to Master, but it was the first time that she saw the brilliance of the galaxy in Master's eyes so closely. He nodded and said, "Well, Master, I've figured it out!"Isn't she lonely now?

The Taoist frowned slightly, but added another sentence: "Nowadays, the spiritual energy is thin, and it is better to live a stable life than to practice hard! Do you really have no regrets?"

Taoist priests have always been reticent, and have never been so verbose as they are today.It can be seen that this matter is no small matter.

However, Bai Zeqing had made up her mind earlier, she only looked at Master with burning eyes, and nodded heavily: "Master, don't worry, I am willing to practice with Master, and I have no regrets!" The moment Ningzhou City was destroyed, she had already lost the qualification for a stable life.

If he could follow Taoist priests to practice, at least he could protect himself and Qige's puppet spirit!When you get older, you may not be able to reach the top and follow your heart.

The Taoist priest finally let go of his hand, took a step back slowly, and said seriously: "If that's the case, let's apprentice."

　It can be regarded as an official entry.

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(End of this chapter)