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Chapter 327: Master and Disciple Talk, Master Wants to Drink Coffee
The vision of breakthrough continues.

During this period, the fluctuations of spiritual energy near the charity cemetery became particularly obvious. Even if one looked carefully at the surrounding environment, it was not difficult to see the tiny ripples with the naked eye.

The realm of Heavenly Master not only possesses powerful magic power, but also allows for further application and control of the way of heaven and earth.

Among the contemporary Maoshan disciples, Uncle Jiu was the first to break through to the level of Heavenly Master, one step faster than Shi Jian.

So, sometimes, people who seem to be walking fast may not necessarily be able to maintain their advantage forever.

"Brother Jiale."

"I'm here, what do you want, Junior Brother?"

Hong Chen pointed to the door of the master's room and said, "Go there to practice. If you are lucky enough, you should be able to gain magical power today."

Jiale was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurried over to sit cross-legged and practice with his eyes closed.

Jingjing couldn't help but feel a little envious, but she had only been practicing for a short time and hadn't even memorized and understood all the basic Taoist classics.

A quarter of an hour later.

The cloth clothes on Jiale's body suddenly moved without wind, and then a strong wind suddenly blew away. He immediately opened his eyes, his eyes full of joy.

But considering his uncle Jiu who was still in the room, he could only suppress his joy temporarily and grinned and laughed silently.

He stood up and ran to Hong Chen. He straightened his clothes, bowed and said, "Thank you for your cultivation, Junior Brother!"

Hong Chen drank a sip of tea and said, "Brother, you have been practicing hard and have made some progress. It is in line with the principle that hard work pays off. Why thank me?"

"Hehe, Junior Brother, don't be so modest. I know my own business. If it weren't for you, Junior Brother, always urging and supervising me, I definitely wouldn't get up every morning to climb the mountain like I do now. If that were the case, even if I met Senior Uncle who had a breakthrough, I wouldn't be able to take advantage of him. Anyway, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Jiale is truly grateful to Hong Chen.

And there were some things he didn't say: If Hong Chen hadn't given him harsh and unreasonable devil training, he estimated that in the future he would have left his master and found his own way, just like Qiu Sheng and Wencai who had just left.

"Brother, you are too polite. Even if I want to teach you, you have to be willing to accept it. If you don't want to, then no matter how much I force you, you will always find excuses or reasons to be lazy and resist."

There is no need to elaborate on Hong Chen's "care" for Jia Le, but he also gave deliberate guidance and training to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

But the problem is that although Jiale always complained about the hard work, he never slacked off or went on strike.

But Qiu Sheng and Wencai are different. They just draw a simple talisman to suppress corpses.

They always find excuses to give themselves a holiday, and after Hong Chen left, Qiu Sheng never picked up the pen again. If Wencai hadn't wanted to be safer in the charity cemetery in the future, he probably wouldn't have continued to insist. Even so, he was only active for three days and dry the net for two days.

With this attitude, how can Hong Chen teach him?
He is not the Taoist master, and he has no ability to feed food directly into the mouths of his two senior brothers.

Hard work does not necessarily lead to success, but for those who are not hardworking, the probability of failure is always higher.

This can be considered fair, barely.

"Brother, congratulations!" Jingjing also sent her blessings to Jiale. She was not jealous, but had more aspirations for her future.

Jiale was very happy, even too excited to sit still. After turning around twice, he went straight back to his room. He couldn't wait to try the feeling of using magic power to draw talismans.

Half an hour later, the strange phenomenon disappeared.

After a while, Uncle Jiu walked out of the room.

The drunken state just now had completely disappeared. Uncle Jiu now looked even more extraordinary. Every move he made seemed to be filled with a sense of naturalness. He simply took a step forward, and it seemed as if the power of heaven and earth paved the way for him.

He managed to make the plain grey clothes look like a Taoist priest's attire.

Even that straight eyebrow makes one look unusually noble.

As always, he put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards Hong Chen.

Hong Chen put down his teacup, stood up, and slowly walked towards Uncle Jiu.

He took a step forward, his green Taoist robe fluttered lightly, the two strands of hair hanging down from his forehead fluttered slightly, his pair of sword-like eyebrows were righteous and awe-inspiring, and his pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling.

A foot apart, the two stopped and looked at each other.

Just because of the height difference, Uncle Jiu had to lower his head and Hong Chen had to look up.

Jiale and Jingjing looked at this scene, bewildered and at a loss as to what to do.

A few moments.

"You go back first."

Uncle Jiu waved his hand, and Jiale and Jingjing quickly turned around and went back to their rooms.

Looking at Hong Chen, the old man frowned slightly: "I only now realize that you have gone so far."

Hong Chen smiled brightly: "Master, it seems that you have something else in mind?"

"Shouldn't it be? When I rescued you three years ago, you were just a child who knew nothing."

"Master, this is wrong. Why can't I remember when I said I don't know anything?"

"So you understand a lot?"

"I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit."

"Then why do you still..." Uncle Jiu looked at Hong Chen's heart.

Hong Chen sighed: "I didn't understand it at that time, but after I lost it, I suddenly understood it."

Uncle Jiu was silent.

After a long while, he asked tentatively, "So, who are you?"

"Hmm?" Hong Chen frowned in confusion.

Uncle Jiu looked up at the sky. It was not new for gods to come to earth. There were countless such examples throughout history.

Some gods come down to play, some come down to experience tribulations, and some come down to be punished.

But no matter which one they are, they always suddenly remember that they are gods in heaven after experiencing some special suffering or torture.

Hong Chen laughed for a moment, grabbed his master's hand, and said, "Master, you worry too much. Although I am indeed walking faster, I didn't take this road before, so don't guess blindly."

Uncle Jiu thought about it, but was puzzled. He held Hong Chen's hand and said with a pout, "Since you still call me Master, I won't be polite with you. Don't forget, I was the one who taught you the art of reading qi. I couldn't understand your luck before, and I still can't see it clearly now, but you have to know that your master has seen real gods."

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows: "So?"

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Your luck gives me the same feeling as the gods I saw before. In fact... you are even more like a god than them."

Hong Chen blinked repeatedly in surprise.

After thinking for a moment, he could only blame it on the Thunder God's Eyes.

After all, they are Master Wen’s eyes, a part of Lei Zu’s immortal body. How can they be compared to ordinary gods?
"And..." Uncle Jiu looked him up and down again, and said in a complicated tone: "You have been a Heavenly Master for a long time, right?"

This time, Hong Chen shook his head firmly: "Of course not."

"Then what's your idea of ​​unity between man and nature? Moreover, it is unity between man and nature all the time. Do you still want to quibble about it?"

"Master, these are two different things."

The unity of man and nature of the Taoist priest is different from the unity of man and nature of martial arts.

The former has a much better understanding of Tao than the latter.

Although the martial arts world that Hong Chen has experienced has a higher level of martial arts than the human world in the spiritual world, don't forget that there are gods in the spiritual world.

And even though there are legends about Nuwa and others in the world of martial arts, there is also Nuwa in the spiritual world, and there are also the real Three Pure Ones of Taoism.

Therefore, in terms of level, the martial arts world is still lower than the spiritual world, and this can be seen just by looking at the difference between true energy and spiritual energy.

In the low-level world, man and nature are one. When we come to the high-level world, although we don’t fall out of the state of unity between man and nature directly, how can we compare with the locals?
"Okay, I won't ask any more questions. You just need to know it in your mind. Apart from anything else, I have to thank you for the breakthrough I made today." Uncle Jiu squatted down, looked into Hong Chen's eyes and said seriously.

"Master, I am your disciple. Isn't it too polite for you to thank me like this?"

Uncle Jiu smiled when he heard this, "Okay, Master, I'll only say this once."

"Then I'll remember it."

Uncle Jiu patted his shoulder, stood up and said, "Come on, come with me, I'll treat you to some foreign tea again."

"Are you still drinking? Didn't you have diarrhea last time you drank milk, Master?"

"We're talking about business, so we'll go wherever they say we want to talk. Also, no milk this time, I want coffee with sugar but no milk!"

"Tsk tsk, Master, your pronunciation is so standard."

"Of course, I learned this from Miss Tingting!"
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Uncle Jiu had a bitter expression on his face.

It was even more painful than when I found out that Lianmei was getting married.

Hong Chen silently pushed the candy bag in front of him.

Uncle Jiu swallowed the coffee in his mouth with difficulty, then tore open two sugar packets and sprinkled them into the cup.

"Uncle Jiu, this coffee is indeed a bit bitter. Would you like to add some milk?" The businessman sitting opposite did not laugh at him, but instead made an enthusiastic suggestion.

"No thanks." After what happened last time, Uncle Jiu was not interested in milk. He picked up the spoon and stirred it quickly, then took a sip. His expression relaxed a little and he smiled, "I didn't add enough sugar just now, but it's okay now. This coffee is really good, very good!"

"Haha, as long as Uncle Jiu likes it. The coffee here is all high-quality coffee beans imported from abroad. Even the coffee chef is a foreigner with many years of work experience abroad. So, the coffee you are drinking now actually tastes the same as the coffee those foreigners drink in London."

Uncle Jiu nodded: "Boss Qian is really thoughtful."

However, Boss Qian sighed, "What a pity! Although I have done my best to open this western restaurant that I invested so hard in, the business still hasn't improved at all. It's even getting worse day by day. If it continues like this, all the money I invested will go down the drain." After a pause, he continued, "A friend of mine said that there might be something wrong with the feng shui here. What do you think, Uncle Jiu?"

Uncle Jiu turned his head and looked around, then nodded gently: "It seems that something is wrong, but we need to look carefully to know the details."

Boss Qian smiled and said, "Okay, but I wonder how much Uncle Jiu would charge for a Feng Shui consultation?"

Uncle Jiu held out his hand: "Five dollars."

"Oh? That's not expensive." Boss Qian nodded.

At this time, a man came over, it was the eldest brother Shi Jian.

"Junior brother, you are here too."

He was talking to Uncle Jiu, but Shi Jian's eyes were always on Hong Chen.

Shi Jian still remembers vividly the scene of thunder and dragon roar that night. He knows that it won't be long before the reputation of his disciple Lin Fengjiao will spread throughout Maoshan and even the entire Taoist world.

There was no other way. Thunder magic was an extremely advanced and difficult-to-practice method in Taoism. A Taoist who could summon a sea of ​​thunder and a thunder dragon was definitely worthy of the attention of all Taoists, even if Hong Chen was now in his seventies or eighties. What's more, he was still a child.

In short, Shi Jian already regarded Hong Chen as a formidable enemy.

At least he himself knew very well that his Lightning Thunder Fist could never compete with the Thunder Dragon Roar that night.

Shi Jian attaches great importance to Hong Chen, but Hong Chen does not take him seriously.

Just when Shi Jian was feeling unhappy, Hong Chen suddenly snapped his fingers.

A talisman suddenly flew out.

A few people turned their heads and saw the talisman falling on Shi Shaojian, instantly immobilizing him.

Looking at Shi Shaojian's actions, several people changed their expressions, and Shi Jian was the most annoyed.

(End of this chapter)