I don't know how long I slept this night, but when Yang Chenyu woke up, he felt extremely hungry, and the damage to his soul was made up, but he was a little weak, and it seemed that after a little adjustment, there should be no big problem.

Yang Chenyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then got up, but he felt a numbness in his body, knowing that it was caused by the damage to his soul, he didn't care, and with a wave of his right hand, he removed the order flag that shielded the alchemy cave, and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

I didn't know that before I reached the entrance of the cave, a group of people poured in from outside the cave.

Yang Chenyu looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but be very different, from An Ziyu to Yang Xiaoming, all the apprentices were present, but An Ziyu and the others looked a lot more mature, but Yang Xiaoming was already seven or eight years old.

"I've seen Shizun!"

Seeing the appearance of the master, the disciples immediately saluted in unison, Yang Chenyu waved his hand and prepared to let them retreat, I don't know what was going on, the flesh was very hungry, but Yang Chenyu wanted to go to the canteen to have a big meal.

However, at this time, An Ziyu hurriedly greeted: "Master has been in retreat for three years, I don't know if there is any big problem?"

Three years? Yang Chenyu was stunned for a moment, he had slept for three years? No wonder Yang Xiaoming was seven or eight years old, so it was.

Seeing that the disciples looked a little worried, Yang Chenyu smiled: "There is something to do, I am hungry for the teacher." ”

Dropping these words, Yang Chenyu summoned a cloud and flew towards Qinglongguan.

The disciples couldn't help but look at each other, what does this mean, Master?

However, after the disciples returned to the Qinglong Temple, they understood the meaning of the master's words, and the master returned to the Qinglong Temple and entered the dining hall, like a giant python, he actually ate the lunch prepared in the canteen, so that the registered disciples in charge of the kitchen had to ask the chefs to hurry up and re-cook. Otherwise, the entire Taoist temple will have to go hungry.

Have eaten a full meal. Yang Chenyu felt that his whole body was smooth, his mind was clear, and even the weakness of his soul had disappeared completely. I can't help but feel a lot more pleasantly, too.

However, he actually ate the lunch of the entire Taoist temple by himself, and saw the stunned looks of the disciples who followed him. Yang Chenyu was also a little embarrassed, so he couldn't help laughing and diverted the topic: "As a teacher, I will stay in the view today, and if you have any problems in your homework, you can ask." ”

As soon as Yang Chenyu said this, it really drew everyone's attention.

During the three years of the Master's retreat, the disciples have also improved a lot, but then there are more problems, and these problems are very good with the guidance of the Master.

So the disciples then followed the master to the wing. Even Anziyu, who is a big disciple, has a lot of questions and wants to ask the teacher to respect him.

For three consecutive days, Yang Chenyu spent three consecutive days under the advice of all the disciples, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. This path still has to be studied by oneself. If you ask the teacher for everything, then what kind of Tao is there to cultivate? What kind of immortal did he become? Immediately educated the disciples, and then it was easier.

Next, Yang Chenyu called Yang Xiaoming to the front alone, and after assessing his homework, he showed some smiles on his face, and praised An Ziyu, after all, when he was in retreat, Yang Xiaoming's homework was taught by An Ziyu as a substitute teacher, and now Yang Xiaoming is familiar with the scriptures in Guannei, and has absorbed the purple qi from the east with the senior brothers, and the qi and blood are abundant, and the blood has also activated Sancheng, which is naturally the credit of the senior brother An Ziyu.

Hearing the master's praise, An Ziyu showed a smile on his face, and he was extremely happy to be able to share some of the burden for the master.

Taking advantage of the rise, Yang Chenyu checked the homework of An Ziyu, a big disciple, and the results were quite satisfactory.

You must know that An Ziyu also serves as the master of the Qinglong Temple, and there are many mundane things, and it is not easy to be able to calm down and practice.

After thinking about it, Yang Chenyu said with a smile: "Ziyu, then the yam garden will be handed over to you, you must manage it well, you can use the ordinary medicinal materials in it, and the immortal things can only take their stems and leaves, not break the roots, do you understand?"

An Ziyu hurriedly agreed, without the explanation of the master, he also knew that in this era of the end of the law, it was impossible to collect those immortals, so he naturally had to keep this foundation for the sect.

As for the other disciples, Yang Chenyu didn't check them out at all, just instructed a few words, don't forget your heart, etc., and drove the disciples out.

After the disciples said goodbye and left, Yang Chenyu sat cross-legged on the bed, took a few pills, conditioned the soul, and felt that the soul was fine, so he cast a spell to shield the chamber, and then the soul broke away from the body, turned around in the chamber a few times, and returned to the body when he was slightly tired.

After the last time his soul was damaged, Yang Chenyu no longer dared to be so reckless.

When his soul returned to his body, Yang Chenyu opened his eyes and couldn't help but show a little surprise.

The last time the divine soul was damaged, it was not completely without benefits, at least this time the divine soul was much easier to get out of the body, and it was obvious that the divine soul was much stronger, such a progress, according to the previous point of view, let alone three years, I am afraid that twenty or thirty years may not be able to achieve it.

This cultivation was originally a relatively boring thing, and if it could save this time, Yang Chenyu was naturally happy.

Removed the Taoist skills around the room, Yang Chenyu pushed open the door, walked around in the view, and saw Yang Chenyu's Taoist priests and Taoist children all stepped forward to salute, they all knew that this young Taoist was the master of the temple, and was called a real person by the Taoist temple, with immortal law, if Yang Zhenren could be seen and taught a little, he was afraid that he would not be able to enjoy it.

Yang Chenyu knows the thoughts of these Taoist priests and Taoist children, but he doesn't plan to accept any more apprentices, Li Daoan's son Li Guanshui is his own closed disciple, no matter how many disciples there are, it is useless if he has no time to teach.

The next continuation of this door depends on An Ziyu and a few people.

Walking to the front of the gate, I saw Li Daoan playing with his son, Li Daoan can be called an old man, there is a son in front of him, but he was killed by a spirit monster, he was close to fifty years old and gave birth to a son, naturally loved, plus Yang Chenyu accepted him as a true disciple, Li Daoan regarded his son as a treasure, and he was anxious when he didn't see him for a day.

However, Li Daoan was telling his son a story at this time, and Yang Chenyu stopped to listen to it, but felt funny.

Li Daoan is telling the story of Yang Chenyu taking him to find the ancient tomb, of course, in order to erect his tall and mighty hero image in front of his son, Li Daoan naturally made a series of embellishments on his own experience, in addition to fighting side by side with Yang Chenyu against evil ghosts, there are also apocryphal words such as killing hungry wolves with his own hands.