Online fortune-telling: Xiaoyou, your son has another father

Chapter 129 Don't worry...

While cooking porridge, Lu Heng took stock of his inventory.

The number of times the Spiritual Qi Pill is drawn is more, but the consumption is also a lot.

Practicing puppets, shadow beasts, and his daily practice all need spiritual energy pills to maintain.

So there are still 35 bottles of Lingqi Pill left in the warehouse.

Originally there were 8 bottles of low-grade spirit water left, but 1 bottle was used to cook the porridge just now, so there are 7 bottles left.

The ten low-grade spirit stones have no known use and have not been moved.

In terms of talismans, they haven't been used much recently, and there are a lot of them in stock.

The Shi Yunbu Rain Talisman was not drawn at all due to the recent lottery draw, and there was only one left.

There are 3 bad luck charms, 4 cloud characters, and 10 lightning charms.

There are the most earth escape talismans, with 11 left.

There are also 3 black mist symbols that were just drawn last night.

Furthermore, there are those talismans that he drew himself, 17 flashing talismans, 13 cleaning talismans, and 5 evil talismans that have never been used.

In the "Feixian Zhilu Method", there are also 6 kinds of talismans recorded.

It's just that the effects of these 6 kinds of talismans are too small.

At the beginning, he drew 3 pieces each, and they are still eating ashes in his drawer until now!
As for alchemy, although he has learned "Taixuan Alchemy", he has not spared time to try it.

"Junior Brother Qingfeng, your fairy rice porridge is really delicious!"

With the continuous boiling of the porridge, the canteen is filled with a strong rice fragrance, and it is gradually extending outward.

Qing Ling, who was passing by the cafeteria just now, couldn't resist this temptation at all, and was immediately attracted by the scent.

"The porridge is almost done, I'll go and send some to my master and uncle Xuanming."

"After a while, lunch will be served, and the three brothers will share the porridge with the other brothers!"

Lu Heng begged Qingyuan for a large lunch box, filled with several tablespoons of porridge.

"With me here, Junior Brother, don't worry!"

Qingyuan patted his chest with a smile on his face and promised.

"Junior brother, don't you want to have porridge with us?"

Qing Ling asked a little strangely.

"No!"

Lu Heng shook his head and said with a smile: "My master is looking for me, I'll go and see him."

"Isn't it because Xuantong and the others heard that Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi was planning to accept apprentices, and they wanted the uncle in charge to intercede for him?"

"Uncle Master Master doesn't even know the cause and effect, so he wants to ask Junior Brother Qingfeng about the situation."

Qingming at the side explained casually.

"Oh!"

Qing Ling nodded clearly.

"Three senior brothers, I will go first!"

After waving to the three of them, Lu Heng left the cafeteria and walked straight to Qingyun Hall.

In the main hall, there are only cheap master Xuancheng and junior junior sister Qingyue.

Qingyue was frowning tightly, lowering her head to write and draw.

Cheap Master Xuan Cheng was expressionless, sitting on the sidelines and supervising.

Hearing footsteps, Qingyue suddenly raised her head.

Seeing that it was Lu Heng who came, a smile immediately appeared on the little face that was still a little bit bitter just now.

"Brother, you are here!"

"Master had something to do with you before."

"I won't delay you chatting with Master here..."

As she said that, she got up as fast as she could, ready to rush out of Qingyun Palace.

But when she passed by Lu Heng, she smelled a strong and familiar rice fragrance.

For a moment, the saliva was a little out of her control.

"Brother, is the rice porridge in your lunch box?"

Since drinking it last time, Qingyue has never forgotten it.

"Correct."

After Lu Heng glanced at her, he said expressionlessly: "You go out first, don't delay me talking to Master!"

"Don't, brother!"

"I don't have to make any noise, and I will never disturb your chat."

Qingyue's eyes were fixed on the lunch box.

"This is for Master and Uncle Xuanming."

"If you want to drink porridge, then go to the cafeteria as soon as possible. If you are late, you may be eaten up by other brothers."

After pinching Qingyue's pink and round face, Lu Heng said with a smile.

"Oh! Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

Qingyue gave him a hard look, then ran to the cafeteria.

"Master, this is porridge made with fairy crystal rice!"

Lu Heng walked quickly to Master Cheap and gently opened the lid of the lunch box.

In an instant, a rich and sweet rice fragrance permeated the entire hall.

"Master is old, and he is no longer greedy for food, so let's keep you drinking!"

Xuan Cheng rarely showed a smile.

"Master, this is my disciple's respect for you."

Although he is a cheap master, Lu Heng is full of respect for him.

"Forget it, then the master will accept it."

"You put it aside first, and drink it after your uncle Xuanming comes back."

Seeing that his disciple insisted on this, Xuan Cheng could only nod his head.

Afterwards, he asked: "Your uncle Xuantong said that Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi intends to accept disciples, is there such a thing?"

"Last night, I met with Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, but I didn't hear anything from him."

Lu Heng shook his head and said.

"Then how true do you think it is at this time?"

Xuan Cheng asked again.

"The disciple thinks that Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi might not accept disciples easily."

"And even if you want to recruit apprentices, you have to choose at least one or two years, and you will never recruit people casually."

After thinking for a while, Lu Heng replied softly.

Xuan Cheng nodded slightly, expressing his agreement.

Even if Taoist schools such as Shangqing Dao recruit disciples, they must comply with relevant regulations, and no one will want them.

What's more, Zhen Yuanzi who is known as the "immortal"?

In his opinion, if Zhen Yuanzi wants to accept disciples, his requirements must be very strict.

After all, according to Zhen Yuanzi, ordinary people cannot cultivate and need to plant spiritual roots.

If he wasn't a disciple who satisfied him, how could Zhen Yuanzi work so hard to plant a spiritual root for him?
Therefore, Xuantong and Xuanxin are doomed to return without success.

"Master, I heard that most of you have complaints about Xuan Tong and Xuan Xin?"

Xuan Cheng asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Lu Heng curled his lips secretly.

He thought to himself, Master, you know?
Even an honest person like Qing Ling expressed great dissatisfaction with these two, let alone other people?
Qingming is even more of a scum.

If Qingming is allowed to hold back any longer, he will suspect that the other party is going to post dirty information about these two people on the Internet.

"Master, I don't understand why Xuantong and Xuanxin are going out to ruin the reputation of our Shangqing Dao, but you have been ignoring it?"

Lu Heng couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and asked in a low voice.

"Because the two of them are the sons of your ancestor!"

"Before your master died, he told me to take good care of Xuantong and Xuanxin."

Xuan Cheng sighed helplessly.

Good guy!
After Lu Heng listened, he suddenly showed surprise.

It turns out that these two guys are actually the sons of the head teacher of Shang Qingdao!
No wonder Master and Uncle Cheap are so tolerant of Xuan Tong and Xuan Xin.

If it was another disciple who dared to die like this, he would have been kicked out of the Taoism long ago.

Thinking of this, Lu Heng couldn't help but glance at Xuan Cheng.

If he inherited the position of head teacher of Shangqing Dao, wouldn't he also tolerate Master's son?

Xuancheng seemed to have seen what was going on in Lu Heng's mind, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I'm not married as a teacher, and I don't have a son..."

(End of this chapter)