Chapter Forty-Seven: Meeting the Master (Asking for Votes at the Beginning of the Month!)
The next day, Ling Li, who woke up, regardless of his mental exhaustion, was extremely excited, took the two of them early, and went straight to the peak of Wuweizi.
His face was still slightly pale, his eyes were gray, and the pain in his forehead hit him, but Ling Li's face was filled with an uplifting smile.
Nearly 60 years have passed since the descent! Although the monks have no time, they still feel tired and just want to go home. Yes, the Withered Pine Peak is his roots, his home.
For him, the son of Wuwei is as important as his biological father!
From the mountainside to the peak, there are 36,911 steps, and the three of them all climb up the steps in the flesh, and Lintian Ling'er looks around from time to time, looking at the fairy beauty above the top of the clouds.
"Say, what does that master look like? A monk who has lived for a thousand years, I have never seen it in my life!" Lin Tian muttered softly to Ling'er.
"Maybe it's a kind old man. Ling'er chuckled.
"That's not necessarily, you see that Senior Brother Mu Lan, who is extremely skilled in soul refining and refining, maybe his master is a fierce god and a vajra-like existence. ”
Ling'er seemed to be really thinking about what Lintian said, and her eyes showed hesitation.
"I heard that Brother Ling is the ultimate power in the merger period, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and doing anything. You say, if I am extremely complimentary, will his old man give me a superb magic weapon, a superb spell, and a lot of spirit stones?"
The corners of Ling'er's mouth twitched slightly, "Don't dream there, when the time comes, when you meet the old-timers, you have to settle down, don't dislike people." ”
"Shut up, don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" Ling Li was angry and funny when he heard the words on the side.
"My master is very easy to get along with, not what you think. After a pause, Ling Li thought about facing Lintian Dao.
"Oh yes, what we say here has all entered the Venerable Dharma's ear, and he has already heard it at the top of the peak. Ling Li suddenly sneered.
Lintian was busy looking around, and hurriedly said in his mouth, "Don't blame the seniors, don't blame the seniors, the predecessors Yushu is in the wind, the martial arts are extraordinary, and it is the appearance of a generation of grandmasters." ”
"Hahahaha!" At this time, on the top of the peak, Wu Weizi suddenly laughed.
Thirty-six thousand nine hundred and eleven steps, mortals don't know when to go, the monk is nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, the body is extraordinary, only more than 30,000 steps, Lintian and others do not stop for two hours, talking and laughing to the peak.
The peak of the withered pine peak is full of sunshine, clouds and mist, the aura is rich, all kinds of rare and exotic trees are densely packed, lush and full of vitality. In the forest, there is a courtyard with a radius of about 20 zhang.
"Okay, we're here, you guys be quiet, and come with me to meet the master. He neatly tidied up his appearance and gave Lintian a warning look.
Looking at the familiar place in front of him, Ling Li's heart was surging, he took a deep breath, slowly stepped forward, and knelt on the ground with a pop.
"Don't Xiao disciple Ling Li meet the master!" Ling Li ignored the slightly damp soil on the ground, and his forehead touched the ground.
Seeing this, Ling'er was apprehensive in her heart, and she once said that she did not respect ghosts and gods in her life, did not respect the Buddha, did not worship the heavens, did not kneel to the ground, only knelt to her parents, and only knelt to the great grace.
And Ling Li himself knows that Wuwei is a son, and for him, he is like a biological father.
Even, more than that!
Regardless of the grace of preaching, that is, the grace of decades of nurturing, it is worth kneeling.
The courtyard was silent, and there was no movement after the tea was done.
Lintian looked at the sharpness of his forehead touching the ground, squatted down, and said softly, "Xu is the senior old man is not here for the time being, why don't you get up first." ”
If you don't hear it, you don't move.
Ling'er and Lintian glanced at each other, sighed silently, and didn't persuade them, just stood behind them without saying a word.
One tea, two teas...
Half an hour passed, Lintian frowned, and tried to go up and knock on the door several times, but was stopped by Ling'er.
Another half an hour passed, and Ling Li had been kneeling in the dirt for an hour, and his face was impatient.
Lintian, who hadn't responded for a long time, was irritable in his heart, stepped forward directly, raised his right hand and was about to make a gesture to slam the door, Ling Li raised his head violently when he heard the sound, his eyes were red, and he roared in a low voice, "Stop!"
Just as Lintian was about to push the door in spite of it, the courtyard door creaked open from the inside.
"Yo, it's you kid again!" Lin Tian's raised right hand had not yet been put down, and he suddenly heard a familiar voice, which made his whole body tremble.
When Ling'er saw someone coming, she exclaimed softly, "Ah! It's Senior Mu Lan!"
Mu Lan smiled and nodded, but he didn't care about the stiff Lintian, and stepped forward to help Ling Li, who fell to the ground.
A pair of strong and powerful hands gently helped him up, made a sharp salute, and said with a bitter face, "I've seen the senior brother."
Well, Mu Lan's face straightened, "When you just went up the mountain, the master already knew, when you knelt on the ground and kowtowed, the master was about to see you, I stopped you, do you know why?"
Ling Li suddenly raised his head, "I don't know." ”
"Sixth, sixth, let me ask you, how does the master treat you?" Mu Lan pinched the spell and cast a spell, washing the muddy robe.
"The teacher treats me like a mountain, raising me, teaching me, nurturing me, and protecting me more than my biological parents. Without thinking, Ling Li opened his mouth and said.
Mu Lan bowed, "The master treats you like a son, I heard that you have gone down the mountain and practiced in the red dust, so let me ask you, have you ever gone out for a long time and have not returned?"
Ling was puzzled and didn't answer for a while.
"Yes!" Mu Lan replied to herself, "but no matter where the wanderer goes, will there be a letter from home to report his safety?"
When Ling Li heard this, it suddenly became clear that the senior brother was blaming himself for not being heard from.
"When you go down the mountain, you have no cultivation, you don't enter the golden pill, you can't leave the life lamp, the master loves the disciple for more than a hundred years, if you fail, the way of life and death is gone, do you want the master to worry about you?
Stopping the harshness of the prophecy, Mu Lan snorted coldly.
"If the apprentice is not good, he can't serve the master, if the apprentice is refined for a hundred years, he will return to the master and serve the master for a long time. Mu Lan's indifferent voice sounded, and Ling Li was shocked.
"Do you know that because of the hundred years you casually said, the master has pushed away the position of leading the team in the Sumeru Secret Realm? Do you know that because of the hundred years you casually said, the master has not been closed for a long time for a hundred years, and his cultivation has been sluggish? Do you know that because of the hundred years you casually said, the master has been worried about it for decades?"
The sound was like a thunderbolt, Ling Li was stunned on the spot, he only thought about his own cultivation, and never thought that the master would sacrifice so much for him.
He only knows about the secret realm of Sumeru, if the master leads the team, it is very likely that he will get the Taoist weapon in the secret realm, and if he gets along with the Taoist weapon, the master's cultivation will definitely make great progress.
Just because of what he said, Shizun gave up completely.
Ling Li trembled, closed his eyes tightly, bit his lip tightly, and his clenched fists all showed his pain and guilt.
After a long time, he exhaled sharply, his eyes were painful, "It's me who I'm sorry for my master." ”
Mu Lan was about to say something, but his expression moved, and then he snorted coldly, "Hmph, you should give an explanation to the master about this matter, the master is magnanimous, and he asked me to take you in." ”
After speaking, he entered the courtyard without looking back, with a bitter face, and followed step by step with his head down.
An uneasy atmosphere lingered around Lintian and Ling'er, and when they saw Ling Li being severely reprimanded by the senior brother, they didn't dare to say a word.
At this moment, in the courtyard pavilion, the old god of Wuweizi was there, sitting with a smile, behind Wuweizi, two figures stood still, and after Mu Lan brought the sharpness, he stood still in the back.
Seeing this, Ling Li took a deep breath and respectfully bowed his head.
"I've seen Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother!"
Then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply to Wuweizi.
"The unworthy disciple returned to the sect and met the master. Ling Li's throat rolled a few times, the words in his mouth were unspeakable, and the guilt in his heart was indescribable.
Mu Lan frowned, ready to start, but Wuweizi waved his hand to stop him.
With a smile, Wuweizi got up and helped Ling Li up, "It's good to come back, I've suffered a lot over the years, how about it? At the beginning, someone and I boasted about Haikou, but they said that they would return only if they had to refine their hearts to become small." ”
"Master, you're just too used to the sixth child!" Mu Lan said angrily.
"Oh, senior brother, it's good that the sixth brother returns to the sect safely, young man. The fourth senior brother smiled bitterly beside him, this senior brother is just too serious.
"Hmm, don't you mean there is still mine?" Mu Lan raised her eyebrows.
The fourth senior brother hurriedly waved his hand, "Senior brother can misinterpret the younger brother, what is the sixth person, I still don't have a heart like a mirror, it's just that things are not done properly, and you have also punished you slightly, there is no need to make it so serious." ”
"Yes, although the sixth brother is a lower cultivator, but for the service of the master, I am not as good as the same family, and he is very in awe of the master. The fifth senior brother also answered on the side.
"You!" Mu Lan's face hated iron but not steel, the red face was his own, and the wicked man did it himself, which completely set off the white face of the fourth and fifth children.
"Alright, alright. After Wuweizi signaled not to quarrel, he looked at Ling Li with a smile, "Sixth, who are these two little Taoist friends?"
"I've seen the old-timers in the sky!"
"Ling'er has seen the old-timers!"
Lintian Ling'er didn't wait for Ling Li's introduction, and was busy.
"Well, at a young age, it's good to cultivate for the realm. Wu Weizi bowed his head and smiled slightly.
When his senior brother was arguing for himself, Ling Li calmed down his state of mind, and slowly bowed down and said, "The master is above, the disciple is reckless and reckless, which makes the master worry about it to this day, and even delays his own opportunity, the disciple is ashamed, I am willing to rely on the master, the senior brothers will be punished!"
"How are you cultivating now?" Wu Weizi ignored Ling Li's words, and instead asked about his cultivation.
Ling Li was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The disciple has no hope of building a foundation, he has abandoned his cultivation, and he has gone down the mountain to take the path of refining his heart in the red dust, and now he has become a small success, and the realm has reached the early stage of the distraction realm, and he has never practiced the exercises, and his mana cultivation has not followed up." ”
As soon as the words came out, the whole hall was shocked, and Wuweizi's eyes lit up.
"What! What are you talking about, Sixth Brother? Say it again!" The fourth senior brother was already a jumpy character, and he was suddenly startled when he heard this!
"Senior brother, I have been refining for more than 60 years, and the realm is now a distraction realm. Ling Li said silently, not at all happy.
The fourth senior brother was dumbfounded on the spot. What kind of joke are you kidding, in more than 60 years, from the realm of foundation building realm, to the four great realms in a row! What kind of speed is this? Now the five major sects, can anyone advance so fast in 60 years?
Not a single one! Not to mention now, even in the past thousand years, no one has achieved this!
"This!this!" The fifth senior brother didn't know what to say for a while.
"Demon!" Even Mu Lan, who was solemn, couldn't stop the surprise in his eyes.
"Good!good!good!" Wu Weizi shouted three times!
Ling Li bowed again and said, "Master, the disciple still has something to say." The disciple has another opportunity to reshape the Taoist body, and now the roots and bones have changed, and it is no longer yesterday's capital, if you talk about qualifications, you are the best in the same sect. ”
"Reshape the Dao Body?!" The fourth senior brother's voice changed, and a sharp voice suddenly sounded.
Mu Lan's eyes burst out.
Even the teacup held up by Wu Weizi couldn't help but stagnate, "Sixth, what did you say?
"Sixth, you can't talk nonsense, do you know what it means to reshape the Dao body?" said the fifth senior brother solemnly.