Qing Song walked up to Zhang Ling, who had a sluggish face, stroked the folding iron sword with his hand and exclaimed, "What a good sword!" ”

Zhang Ling lowered his head and looked at the folding iron sword in Qing Song's hand, and he was surprised to find that the rust on the sword body seemed to be a lot less at this time.

"Master, this sword ......"

Seeing the consternation on Zhang Ling's face, Qing Song smiled: "This folding iron sword is a sharp weapon for slaying demons, the more ghosts she kills, the stronger the evil aura will be, and the brighter the sword body will be, if you just put it like this, I am afraid that in a few hundred years, this sword will be completely decayed and unusable!" ”

Zhang Ling nodded knowingly, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then give this sword to the master, this sword can play a greater role in your hands." ”

As the saying goes, reluctant children can't trap wolves, Zhang Ling was completely convinced after seeing Qingsong's kung fu, and in order to let Qingsong teach him, he also let it go.

However, Qing Song politely rejected Zhang Ling's kindness, he smiled and said: "This sword can not be taken away as a teacher, and cultivators must not be greedy, the reason why I borrowed this sword is just to get rid of this monster, and now the corpse has been returned from the end of the world!" ”

"But Master......"

"Take it back!"

"Alright then!"

Zhang Ling saw that Qingsong's attitude was resolute and he couldn't say anything, so he had to take the folding iron sword and hold it in his hand.

"Come, I'll show you your two senior brothers!"

After speaking, Qingsong brought Zhang Ling to the two young Taoist priests and introduced: "Chiming, Chiyang, this is a registered disciple who has just been accepted by the teacher, his name is Zhang Ling, you know each other!" ”

The two young Taoist priests were very polite, they raised their palms and said in unison: "Immeasurable Tianzun, Xiaodao Chiming, Xiaodao Chiyang, I have seen Senior Brother Zhang!" ”

"Hello two senior brothers, please take care of me in the future!"

After getting to know each other with the two, Chi Ming and Chi Yang found dry wood to burn the body of the dry fish, and then buried all the burned bones to prevent the burned bones from being poisoned and hurting people.

After finishing the finishing work, Zhang Ling and the three of them returned to the Qianyuan Temple with the green pine, which is located in the southwest of Kongtong Mountain, and is a small Taoist temple.

However, although the dojo here is not big, the incense is very prosperous, there is an endless stream of pilgrims and believers in the Sanqing Hall to offer incense and pray, and a lot of money is stuffed into the merit box, which makes Zhang Ling's eyes straight.

"Master, you are very fragrant here!"

Qing Song smiled indifferently: "It's all the blessing of the Sanqing Patriarch!" ”

He took Zhang Ling and the others to the guest room in the inner courtyard and said: "You live here first, so that you can rest, and tomorrow I will let Chiming take you to enjoy the scenery of this Kongtong!" ”

After sending Qingsong away, Lu Mingxuan smiled at Zhang Ling and said, "You are lucky this time, you actually worshipped such a powerful master." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Dapeng, who had not spoken all this time, nodded and said, "This person's martial arts attainments have reached the realm of transformation, and he is indeed a master!" ”

As a senior mercenary, Qi Dapeng can keenly judge a person's strength and weakness, so that he can make a correct judgment on the situation.

Seeing that Qi Dapeng also said the same, Zhang Ling was even more eager to learn kung fu and Taoism from Qingsong, and he had even begun to fantasize about the sassy and heroic posture of subduing demons and eliminating demons in the future!

……

On the second day, Zhang Ling ran to the front hall early in the morning to express his strong desire to learn to Qingsong, who smiled and said nothing when he saw Zhang Ling so eagerly.

He called Chi Ming beside him and said, "Chi Ming, from today on, you will teach him the "Five Thousand Wen Zheng" and "Pure Heart Formula", and teach your junior brother as a teacher teaches you!" ”

Chi Ming clasped his palms together and said, "Yes, Master." Brother, please come with me! ”

Zhang Ling excitedly bid farewell to Qingsong and followed Chi Ming to the inner hall, and as soon as he entered the inner hall, Chi Ming motioned for Zhang Ling to sit on the futon and began to teach him the qi practice of internal refining.

The Qi practice method of this "Pure Heart Formula" is a kind of breathing technique, which is mainly to achieve the state of chest and empty stomach by regulating breathing.

According to the Qi method given to him by Professor Chiming, Zhang Ling tried twice, but he still couldn't get the essentials, which made him a little annoyed.

Seeing this, Chi Ming opened his mouth to reassure: "Senior brother, don't be anxious, this "Pure Heart Formula" is not an overnight thing, as long as you persist every day, you can achieve a little success in time!" ”

"Senior brother, how long will it take to reach Master's realm?"

"Master has been cultivating with his ancestors since he was a child, and it has been 53 years since he was ......."

Zhang Ling was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly interrupted him: "Wait a minute, how old did you say the master is?" ”

"Master has three out of sixty this year!"

"What? Sixty-three? ”

Zhang Ling cried out in surprise, he always thought that Qingsong was only about forty years old, but he didn't expect that he was sixty-three?

However, he was immediately struck by another cruel fact, just now Chi Ming said that Qing Song had practiced for fifty-three years, didn't that mean that he would have to be as powerful as Qing Song for more than fifty years?

Seeing the disappointment on Zhang Ling's face, Chi Ming smiled and said: "The Tao is endless, even if you practice for a lifetime, you may not be able to get a glimpse of the Dao, and the junior brother must not be obsessed." ”

"Yes, what Senior Brother taught!"

Although Zhang Ling didn't understand well, he probably knew that Chiming was telling him not to rush for quick success.

Chi Ming saw that Zhang Ling was humbly taught, so he smiled approvingly: "Okay, now I will pass you the "Five Thousand Texts" on behalf of the master, you have to remember it carefully, this is the daily homework!" ”

After speaking, he sat opposite Zhang Ling and recited the inscriptions, which were all the words of the Heavenly Officials Gongcao, the names of the immortals of the Ten Directions, the summoning of the gods, and the execution of spells, and the content mainly included the names of the gods, appearances, spells, etc.

Half an hour later, just when Zhang Ling was about to fall asleep, Chi Ming finally finished reciting the text, he looked at Zhang Ling with a smile and said, "Senior brother, can you remember?" ”

Zhang Ling nodded and immediately shook his head, just kidding, it's strange that he remembers it for so long!

However, Chi Ming didn't blame him, just smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll give you a copy of this text later, this text is the root of the spell used by people in my Daomen, you should remember it carefully." ”

After these two trainings, Zhang Ling's enthusiasm just now began to fade, and he wanted to retreat a little, because he didn't expect this Taoist cultivation to be so boring.

However, as the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and it is too late for him to run now, and he was just about to find an excuse to slip away, and Chi Ming arranged for him a cultivation that made him even more devastating.

That is to take an axe without a broken blade to cut down a big tree that neither of them can hold.

"Senior brother, are you kidding, how can this axe cut down this big tree!"

Zhang Ling looked at the towering tree in front of him with a tangled face.

Chi Ming still said with that kind smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, if you can't finish cutting today, you will continue to cut tomorrow!" ”