novelhk Chapter 69 Taking on a Master and Disciples
Chapter 69 Taking on a Master and Disciples
Chapter 69 Taking on a Master and Disciples
"this----"
Lu Linglong spoke so specifically, with such detailed information and genuine emotion, that Xu Xiang, who had initially been highly skeptical, couldn't help but waver by seven or eight points.
Could it be that such a mysterious thing truly exists in this world?
But his cautious nature left him with a lingering doubt.
He looked at Lu Linglong and asked a crucial question: "If what you say is true, that—the Patriarch—is communicating with you in some way right now, why can't we see or sense anything unusual? Is it because our cultivation is insufficient? Or—"
Lu Linglong listened intently for a moment, and then relayed what others thought: "That person said that the Three True Moon Token is a special spacetime magic treasure. Only the owner who is officially recognized by it and establishes a connection can see the spacetime scene where each other is located and hear each other's voices. Others—no matter how high their cultivation level—cannot see anything at all unless they are recognized by the Moon Token."
After explaining, she quickly and respectfully thanked the sky, "Thank you so much for saving my life, senior! I was too panicked and terrified yesterday to properly express my gratitude—"
"It's nothing." A calm yet clear response rang in her ears.
Then, Zhou Yi continued, his tone becoming more formal: "Lu Linglong, the main purpose of my activating the Same Month Token this time is to teach you the methods of cultivation. You shall become my disciple."
"Huh? Become a disciple? Me?!" Lu Linglong pointed to her nose, her eyes wide, momentarily stunned.
To become an apprentice of a legendary ascended being?
This is too unreal!
How can she be?
"The method I practice is called 'Borrowing the Dharma,' and it is vastly different from the many methods circulating in the world. It is extremely unique. In this vast world, among billions of beings, only a handful are qualified to practice this method," Zhou Yi's voice calmly explained. "You are one of these very few. Moreover, there is an ironclad rule for practicing this method: before practicing it, one must not be tainted by or practice any other method, and must maintain the purity of one's innate spirituality. Your situation perfectly matches this."
In fact, Zhou Yi knew very well that the so-called "very few" was already an exaggeration.
To date, within his knowledge, Lu Linglong is one of only three people with the qualifications of a "seeker of the law," and she is the only one among them who has never been exposed to any otherworldly cultivation techniques before, and is as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
The fact that the Three True Ones of the Same Month decree chose her across time and space is no accident.
The fact that my future self went to such lengths to create this treasure suggests that he must have foreseen something and had a far-reaching plan.
But in any case, strengthening Lu Linglong's own power so that she has the ability to protect herself and not die easily, and maintaining the existing past and future, is always the right thing to do.
He paused briefly, his tone becoming exceptionally solemn: "Lu Linglong, I saved you not for any reward, nor do I require you to make any vows. There is only one thing you must always remember."
"To live."
"This—even if you hadn't said anything, I would have tried my best to live well." Lu Linglong muttered softly, feeling that this request was a bit—simple and unadorned.
As for the issue of taking on a master?
Is there any need to hesitate?!
Putting aside the fact that the other party is his savior, the mere thought of "taking a living immortal as his master" is enough to drive anyone who knows the inside story crazy!
This is an incredible opportunity, a miraculous encounter that could change the course of one's destiny!
Even without mentioning the Book of Changes, Lu Linglong had already harbored this thought in her heart, but she dared not hope for it.
"...are we...are we really going to become disciples right here?" Lu Linglong looked around at the modern office, then looked up at the golden phantom in the air, somewhat flustered. "Should...should I prepare some gifts for becoming a disciple? Incense and candles? Tea? But—Master, you probably wouldn't have been able to receive these in your era, would you?"
"There's no need for those worldly formalities," Zhou Yi said. "Sincerity is enough. Kneel down, face the direction I am in, and perform the apprenticeship ceremony."
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"yes!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Linglong immediately straightened her clothes, respectfully knelt down in the direction of the golden passage she saw, placed her hands clasped in front of her forehead, and bowed deeply, her forehead lightly touching the ground. Her voice was clear and devout: "Master, please accept this bow from your disciple Linglong!"
She kowtowed three times in a row.
"Hmm." Inside the passage, Zhou Yi nodded slightly, accepting the greeting. "From this day forward, you are my disciple, Zhou Yi."
"You must remember what I'm about to say. At the scene of yesterday's incident, under that centuries-old locust tree by the lake, I left something for you. The method to activate and use it is—"
The other people in the office—Xu Xiang, Li Muxuan, Xu San, and the still oblivious but quiet Feng Baobao—
He watched as Lu Linglong knelt down, kowtowed, and addressed him as "Master" with utmost seriousness, facing an empty space ahead. She then listened intently, sometimes nodding, sometimes whispering and repeating some secret technique.
The whole process lasted about fifteen minutes.
Just as Lu Linglong seemed to have finished listening and was about to express her gratitude again, another strange phenomenon occurred!
In the previously empty office, the ancient armor plate that everyone had been searching for—the "Three Truths in the Same Month Order"—appeared out of nowhere without warning!
It emits a warm, pale golden glow, as if it has just completed an invisible transmission.
"Respectfully bidding farewell to Master!" Lu Linglong bowed respectfully once again in the direction where the armor plate appeared.
The Three True Moons Token immediately lost its levitation power and slowly drifted down.
Lu Linglong stood up and caught it steadily.
Having witnessed this scene of "appearing out of thin air" with his own eyes, and combined with Lu Linglong's series of real reactions and detailed descriptions, even the most cautious Xu Xiang's last 30% of doubts vanished at this moment, and he believed it to be at least 70% or 80%.
This can no longer be explained by coincidence, hallucination, or ordinary magic.
Li Muxuan, on the other hand, was already convinced of it and was so excited that his whole body trembled slightly.
Only when the armor plate fell into Lu Linglong's hand, seemingly symbolizing the official end of this communication across time and space, did Li Muxuan dare to breathe heavily and, with a trembling voice filled with awe and disbelief, cautiously ask Lu Linglong for confirmation: "Ling... Linglong—he—he really—took you as his personal disciple?"
"Yes, senior." Lu Linglong turned around, her face still showing excitement and a hint of daze after becoming a disciple, and answered earnestly, "Master said that the method he cultivates is very special, and only a very few people in the world can practice it. I happen to be one of them, and I must not have cultivated any other methods before."
"Borrowing the Dharma—one must not cultivate other Dharmas—one must not have cultivated before this—" Li Muxuan murmured and repeated these keywords, his pupils suddenly contracting, as if a lightning bolt had cleaved through the fog and confusion that had lingered in his heart for decades!
Many previously incomprehensible points and certain strange rules within the Three Truths Dharma Gate suddenly became connected!
"So that's how it is—so that's how it is!!!" He suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a wild yet enlightened light. His voice rose with excitement, even carrying a hint of anger and bitterness at being deceived. "Lu Jin! That bastard Lu Jin lied to me! They—the entire Three Truths Sect lied to me! They're just like me!"
He looked at Lu Linglong, his gaze so intense it almost melted her, his voice hoarse with excitement: "They're just like me! They only obtained some of his borrowed and modified methods! Just scraps! Not his true methods!"
He stepped forward, grabbed Lu Linglong's shoulders, and said in a resolute tone, as if announcing a shocking truth: "Linglong! You! You are the one who truly inherited his mantle! You are the only true successor of his lineage!"
"Logically, according to lineage—you should be the true and rightful heir to the Three Truths Dharma."
"Sect Master!!!"
"But—as for the sect leader title, let's forget about it." Lu Linglong was startled by Li Muxuan's fervent declaration and quickly waved her hand, her face filled with the fear that "this joke has gone too far."
For her, becoming an apprentice to a celestial being was an unreal stroke of good fortune, like a pie falling from the sky. The heavy responsibilities and conflicts behind these words—such as magic, lineage, and sect leader—were too far removed from her, a high school student who was still striving for the college entrance exam yesterday. She instinctively wanted to avoid them.
She composed herself, remembered the important matter, and quickly said to Li Muxuan, "By the way, senior, my master just instructed me that there is something he needs you to do."
"Master said that he left something for me about fifteen meters deep, directly beneath the old locust tree in front of my house. He hopes that you can retrieve it for me."
Hearing this from the side, Xu Xiang immediately chimed in, "Xu Si, you and Xu San personally lead a reliable team to retrieve the items. Be sure to cordon off the area and don't alert anyone."
"No need!" Li Muxuan refused outright. "I'll go myself!"
He had barely finished speaking when his gaze abruptly shifted to Xu Xiang, his eyes sharp as knives: "Xiangzi!"
Xu Xiang was taken aback by his sudden, sharp gaze: "Master?"
"Listen to me carefully. Linglong is in your hands until I return. If she loses even a single hair, or if anything goes wrong with her—"
"I'll kill you with my own hands!"
Before he could finish speaking, and without waiting for Xu Xiang's response, Li Muxuan's figure blurred, as if merging into the ripples of the air. In the next instant, he completely disappeared from the spot, leaving only the still-simmering air currents in the office and the lingering echo of his murderous words, which seemed to buzz in the air.
An eerie silence fell over the office.
"————" Xu Xiang.
That old bastard Li Muxuan is incredibly fast.
As if everyone had simply sat down, had a cup of tea, and calmed their nerves, the office door was suddenly pushed open like a gust of wind.
Li Muxuan's figure reappeared at the door. He left in a hurry, but returned with an almost sacred solemnity.
He carefully held an object in both hands.
It was a simple bronze box, about the size of two of his palms, covered with a layer of fresh, slightly damp soil, with small grains of sand and grass roots stuck to it in some places, clearly having just been taken out from very deep underground.
The box itself has a distinctly antique feel to it, and under the bright office lights, it gleams with a dark and serene luster.
"Linglong, take a look, is this it?" Li Muxuan's voice was very low, as if afraid of disturbing something. He gently handed the box to Lu Linglong. "Fifteen meters under that locust tree, this thing is buried, with a blue stone slab underneath it. The surrounding area is clean and there is nothing else."
Lu Linglong's heart raced. She reached out her slightly trembling hand and took the bronze box, which still carried the scent of earth and the cool warmth of her body from the ground. Its heavy weight and cool metallic feel invigorated her.
"Yes, that's right, this is what Master was talking about." She nodded firmly, her fingers tracing the simple cloud and thunder pattern on the box lid.
Under the watchful eyes of Xu Xiang, Xu San, Li Muxuan, and the curious Feng Baobao, Lu Linglong took a deep breath and gently opened the bronze box lid, which appeared to be tightly sealed but was actually unlocked.
The box wasn't very spacious, and it was lined with a layer of dark, still soft, unidentified velvet. On the velvet, two items lay quietly.
On the left is a delicately crafted vermilion gourd, no bigger than an adult's palm. The gourd's surface is smooth and warm, with a rich color, as if it has been frequently rubbed and played with. The gourd's body has smooth lines, and the mouth of the gourd is plugged with a soft stopper of the same color and unknown material.
On the right is a pendant strung together with an extremely thin gold chain.
The main body of the pendant is a golden, oval-shaped piece of amber, about the size of a thumbnail.
The amber is crystal clear, and under the light, it seems as if golden mist flows slowly inside. At the core, there is a tiny, indistinct shadow, which adds to its mystery.
Lu Linglong first picked up the small wine gourd. It was slightly heavier than she had imagined. She shook it and could hear a very slight sloshing sound of liquid.
"What is this? Is it a drink?" Feng Baobao moved closer, staring at the small red gourd, her nose twitching slightly, as if trying to smell something.
"It's for drinking," Lu Linglong replied, her gaze complex as she looked at the gourd in her hand. "But what's inside—is probably not something you can drink normally. My master said this is—the legacy he left me."
After she finished speaking, she didn't hesitate any longer. She pinched the soft plug between her thumb and forefinger and gently pulled it out—
An indescribable, extremely faint yet seemingly soul-stirring fragrance instantly filled the air. It wasn't strong, but it invigorated everyone in the office, as if even the air itself had become much fresher and clearer.
Lu Linglong brought the gourd mouth to her mouth, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and drank the unknown, colorless liquid inside in one gulp.
The liquid enters the mouth without any spiciness or irritation. Instead, it has a refreshing sweetness, like drinking the purest mountain spring dew. As it flows down the throat, it transforms into a gentle, warm current that quickly spreads throughout the body.
However, this gentle feeling lasted for less than a breath—"Hmm?! Hmph—!"
Lu Linglong let out a muffled groan, her body trembled violently uncontrollably, and the empty gourd slipped from her hand and fell to the ground!
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