"Okay, kneel down and kowtow!" said Mr. Qinglian.

Zeng Zhi was stunned and asked, "Kowtow?"

Mr. Qinglian said, "If you want to get what I have learned throughout my life, you will naturally become my disciple. You will do whatever you want if you kowtow or not. Thinking back then, many people cried and knelt down and begged me to be a disciple. I didn't even look at you. Now you are a good deal.

"Disciple has seen Master." Zeng Zhi turned around and thought, even if he kowtowed a few times, he would not lose a few taels of flesh. Even if this guy is not a cultivator, he is also a generation of poetic immortals who have been famous in history. Being his disciple himself is definitely not a loss of identity.

After knocking three times with a good look, Zeng Zhicai stood up.

"Okay, from now on, you are my disciple of Li Qinglian. I used to be addicted to practice, and I never accepted disciples in my life, and I didn't even teach my own children well. I don't have time to teach you now. Unfortunately, you are nearly thirty years old and have passed the best time to practice, but now there is nothing I can do. For more than 1,300 years, you are the only one who has been here. This is the "Qinglian Lu" I have learned throughout my life. You can learn as much as you can."

The jade slip on the jade bed floated to Zeng Zhi, and the lay Buddhist Qinglian continued, "What I want you to agree to is to find my descendants. If they are in a good situation, just hand over the Qinglian Record to them. If their situation is not very good, if you achieve something in the future, you must find a way to take care of them."

"That's the condition?" Zeng Zhi took the jade slip and asked. This condition is indeed not difficult for him. After all, as a famous person of all ages, it should not be difficult for Li Bai to find his descendants. Then he would just act according to the situation.

"Yes, with this condition, I only care about practicing for the rest of my life, and I rarely give guidance to the children's cultivation. When I was in this world, naturally no one dared to deal with them. I am gone. The big tree attracts wind. There were not many strong people in my family at the beginning. I am afraid that now, the situation will not be better." Mr. Qinglian sighed.

"Disciple will definitely do it. This Qinglianlu disciple will definitely send it to your descendants in the future." Zeng Zhi said.

"What I left is only a spiritual consciousness that cannot last for a long time. You have already recognized the master of this Qinglian Secret Realm. This Qinglian Record has my ban. Only those who have my permission and my bloodline can check it. You can learn first, and then hand it over to them when you meet my descendants. There is also a token that you hold in your hands. Maybe it will have some uses in the future. As for other things, there seems to be nothing in this Qinglian Secret Realm." said the lay Buddhist Qinglian.

"Master, I am at least your disciple now. Do you have any elixirs, spiritual medicines or magic weapons left to me?" Zeng Zhi widened his eyes. Such a powerful man actually had no elixirs and magic weapons in the storage space.

"It seems that there is no. I didn't like ordinary elixirs at the time. I used better elixirs to break through my strength, and there was nothing." said Mr. Qinglian.

Zeng Zhi almost collapsed. He thought he could get a big treasure, but no one believed that there was no collection in the storage space of such a strong man.

Mr. Qinglian suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, this spiritual jade bed is also a treasure. I tried my best to snatch it back then. If a cultivator practices on it, he will naturally find its wonderfulness. The effect is much better, and his soul power will be much stronger than that of those with the same level of cultivation."

Zeng Zhi was overjoyed when he heard this, thinking that if it was really as good as the master said, this spiritual jade bed would be really a treasure. It was like a similar story to the cold jade bed that Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo slept in "The Return of the Condor Heroes" written by Jin Daxia.

"Master, in your era, what level of strength is at?" Zeng Zhi asked.

Qinglian layman said with a smile in his voice: "What you want to ask about is the situation of cultivators. In my era, the golden age of cultivators has passed, but there are still many young cultivators in the Qi training stage, and there are also many cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage. However, even if they are masters among the masters in the Golden Elixir stage, there are very few old monsters in the Nascent Soul Monsters, only some first-class cultivation sects have old monsters in the Nascent Soul Monsters in charge. As for your master, I, after advancing to Nascent Soul, I challenged almost all the old monsters in the cultivation world, and no one is my opponent yet."

"There is no opponent? Isn't that the number one master in the world?" Zeng Zhi was overjoyed. He didn't expect that his cheap master was really amazing.

Qinglian layman smiled and said, "Are you surprised? I am a sword cultivator and is absolutely invincible at the same level. But you have to remember that if you can reach the level of Nascent Soul in the future, you must not be careless. In this world, there are far more powerful people than you think. Some old Nascent Soul monsters who have practiced for thousands of years are absolutely terrifying. They are just unable to break through to the transformation of gods because they are restricted by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but they all have some extraordinary means. If they fight their lives, even real masters of God Transformation will have a headache."

"With this Qinglian Record, although you practiced a little late, as long as you have some talent, you will have a foothold in the future." Qinglian lay Buddhist said, "I have a good friend Du Fu. His situation is similar to yours. He has only been in contact with the immortal path in nearly thirty years, but he has been promoted to the Golden Pill in just ten years and has become a genius in the cultivation world. His talent is not much inferior to his master."

After hearing the words of Mr. Qinglian, Zeng Zhi was a little stunned. He did not expect that the famous poet Du Fu was actually a cultivator.

"Master, what is the unique skill of this Qinglian Record?" Zeng Zhi asked. Master Qinglian layman said that this was his unique skill for his whole life, and Zeng Zhi couldn't help but be curious.

"You will know naturally when you open the jade slip. It won't disappoint you. My spiritual sense cannot support you. You are my disciple now. Please practice hard. If you can reach the Nascent Soul and enter the starry sky, maybe we will have a day to meet. Remember, if you have the chance, you have to take care of my descendants."

Speaking of this, the voice of Mr. Qinglian stopped abruptly.

Zeng Zhi shouted a few times, but he didn't hear the voice of Mr. Qinglian again, knowing that his spiritual consciousness had dissipated.

He bowed three times again in the direction where the sound just came. Although this lay Buddhist Qinglian had just become his master, he kowtowed and admitted that he had already won a lot of benefits.

Moreover, as Mr. Qinglian said, he might really have a day to meet him in the future. After all, with his amazing talent, he might really be able to find a planet suitable for cultivation in the vast starry sky. As long as he practices to the Nascent Soul and crosses the starry sky, he may really meet him.

"Since I have chosen this path of cultivation in this life, I have to practice to the extreme and set foot in the realm of immortality that is only found in the legend." Zeng Zhi said secretly in his heart.

Before leaving the underground cave, Zeng Zhi looked at the night pearls above his head. Although Master Qinglian’s layman did not mention these things before, for Zeng Zhi today, these night pearls must be treasures. In other words, he did not take these night pearls into consideration for a powerful man like his master.

However, Zeng Zhi has not had the idea of ​​making these night pearls for the time being. Although they are very valuable, Zeng Zhi has no strength at all now, and he will definitely not be able to protect these things if he takes them out. If someone knows that a man is innocent and bears a treasure, it will cause him endless trouble. Therefore, let them be placed in this jade pendant space for the time being, and then take them out until he has a certain amount of strength.

As for Qinglian Lu, Zeng Zhi didn't plan to practice immediately. He had a lot of time to enter this jade pendant space, which is the Qinglian Secret Realm. Maybe it was dawn outside, so he had to go out first. Anyway, he had already obtained it, so he could practice whenever he wanted.
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