After changing his clothes, Shen Chengping came to the dining hall, Shen Chengping saw that everyone else was helping to serve food, put dishes and chopsticks or something, he also went over to help, only Wang Sheng sat there, watching others busy.

In Wang Sheng's concept, serving dishes and holding dishes and chopsticks is what his subordinates do, he is here to learn Taoism, and chopping wood is a test, how can he do this kind of thing?

When it was almost cleaned up, everyone sat down at the dining table, Zhao Daochang personally took two bowls and put them in front of Shen Chengping and Wang Sheng, all of them were black things, in short, the appearance was really not good, especially there was a strange smell, as if many flavors were mixed together, very weird.

Shen Chengping looked at this black porridge-like thing and didn't speak, but Wang Sheng showed a look of extreme resistance on his face.

"This is porridge for the two of you, drink it all." After Zhao Daochang finished speaking, he went to the table and sat down.

When Lao Dao moved the chopsticks, the others immediately began to eat, Wang Sheng didn't look at the bowl of black porridge, and the target turned to other meals, but Shen Chengping directly picked up the spoon and took a bite.

"This ......" felt that this black paste was weird, even with Shen Chengping's calmness, he couldn't help frowning slightly, but the other people were slightly surprised when they saw Shen Chengping's reaction, and they didn't spit it out for the first time, could it be that this black paste is not the same thing as the one we tasted before?

The reason why Shen Chengping didn't spit it out at the first time was because after he ate it, he felt a special medicinal power, which let him know that this black porridge, which was not good in appearance and tasted very bad, was something similar to medicinal food.

Drinking a bowl of black porridge into his stomach one by one, Shen Chengping soon felt a trace of warm current rising from his stomach and then spreading to his whole body.

"Well, this medicinal power has the effect of nourishing the body and strengthening the foundation, but the effect is very weak for me, but it is a rare medicine for ordinary people!" Shen Chengping thought in his heart: "But there is always a trace of effect, at my level, it is not easy to improve even the slightest, it is a good thing." ”

And the little Taoist boy who had been observing Shen Chengping showed an admiring gaze, it was so powerful, that person didn't vomit, and he didn't even have much change in his expression, could it be that he couldn't taste it? !

In fact, the eyes of other people looking at Shen Chengping were the same, and Wang Sheng saw that Shen Chengping had eaten a bowl of black paste, he also scooped a little with a spoon curiously, and carefully put it in his mouth, and the next moment, he saw him cover his mouth and run out of the dining hall, and then the sound of vomiting came.

After a while, Wang Sheng came back and drank two mouthfuls of soup and left, but Shen Chengping looked at Wang Sheng's black porridge that hadn't been touched at all, turned his head to look at Senior Brother Zhao and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, Wang Sheng's bowl is gone, can I drink it?" "The effect of this porridge can save me a month of exercise, no matter how much.

Daoist Zhao obviously didn't expect Shen Chengping to still have the idea of that bowl of porridge, so he nodded directly, but the old Taoist priest looked at Shen Chengping's gaze with a little deep meaning, and a trace of satisfaction.

After more than 20 days, Senior Brother Zhao would prepare a bowl of black porridge for Shen Chengping every night, but two days ago, Shen Chengping knew that this black porridge had no effect on him, and if there was no benefit, he was naturally unwilling to endure the special taste, and after explaining to Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zhao did not continue to prepare black porridge for Shen Chengping.

To say that the trees in the mountains behind Laoshan seem to be endless, every time they are cut, the same trees will grow back the next day, Shen Chengping knows that this is mostly the effect of spells, and he doesn't care much, he is thinking about how to let the old Taoist accept himself as a personal disciple as soon as possible, in order not to attract attention, he has not practiced qi these days, but simply exercises the body with the method in the Ruyi Heart Sutra, the old Taoist priest also asked, he said that it is a family tradition, because of the cultivation of these, he can achieve amazing divine power and strong body.

Also thinking about these is Wang Sheng, these days, Wang Sheng's patience in his heart has been consumed a lot, if it is not for the old Taoist priest to see, he doesn't want to cut down trees at all, he is a scholar, he has never done such rough work before going up the mountain, he came here to learn immortal arts, but not to learn how to cut trees as a woodcutter.

After dinner on this day, Shen Chengping was about to leave, but he saw Xiao Daotong stop him and said, "Master asked me to take you to see him!" ”

Hearing Xiao Daotong say this, Shen Chengping was overjoyed, but asked quietly on his face: "Master wants to see me, did you say that it was because of something?" ”

Xiao Daotong shook his head and said, "I don't know, the master will let me call you over." ”

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Shen Chengping didn't ask deeply, and followed Xiao Daotong to the main hall, and saw Lao Dao sitting on a futon, so he saluted and said, "Master, are you looking for me?" ”

"Sit." Lao Dao pointed to the futon on the ground.

Shen Chengping sat down cross-legged, and then listened to the old Tao: "You have been coming to my Taoist temple for more than 20 days, and I have observed your daily behavior, which is indeed a good material for cultivating the Tao, but I still have a few questions, you have to answer me well, and you can't hide it in the slightest!" Speaking of this, Lao Dao's expression has become extremely serious.

"Master, don't worry, I will know everything and say everything." Shen Chengping said.

"Okay, I think you seem to have practiced a special method, you said it was a family tradition before, and I ask you again, can you practice in other sects?"

"The disciple has not entered any sect in this life, and before the master, no one in this life has accepted a disciple as a disciple!" Shen Chengping said with a serious expression.

Listening to Shen Chengping's words, Lao Dao had been staring at Shen Chengping seriously, and after a long while, he said slowly: "Okay, you really didn't lie, so I will accept you as a disciple!" ”

"Thank you, Master!" Shen Chengping immediately bowed.

"Well, if you can enter my Taoist temple, it means that you have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, but I still need to investigate carefully!" After speaking, Lao Dao's eyes suddenly released two divine lights, shining on Shen Chengping's body, after a while, Lao Dao's face showed a look of ecstasy, and he said again and again: "Okay, good, I didn't expect you to be full of vitality and strong muscles and bones, I haven't even heard of such peerless qualifications, it's really amazing!" From today onwards, you are my eighth disciple, and today I will give you the Taoist name Xuan Zhenzi. You need to remember that when you enter the Qingguan on my Lao Mountain, you need to respect the teacher, you need to love the Taoist temple, you must not make friends with traitors, you must not kill each other, you must not help the abuse, you must not bully the weak, and you must not kill innocents indiscriminately. If he lets me know that you have violated these seven precepts, he will clean the door with his own hands for the teacher! ”

"Disciple remember." Compared with many strict sects, these rules are already much more relaxed, and Shen Chengping naturally agreed.