I'm really not a Daoist!

Chapter 222 Is it better for you, me or the burial master?

Faced with the criticism from the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Ji Bofu smiled shyly and said, "Master, if the three flowers of Jing, Qi and Shen are perfect, one can be promoted to the Golden Immortal. So what does the ginseng fruit correspond to among Jing, Qi and Shen?"

The Holy Mother of Jinling said: "The ginseng fruit corresponds to the god among essence, qi, and spirit. After eating the ginseng fruit, the flower of god will naturally bloom. When the flower of god blooms, it will drive the flower of essence and qi to bloom faster."

Ji Bofu rolled his eyes and raised his head and asked: "Master, they say that Daluo is boundless, so will you be able to create a Taiyi Golden Immortal with just a wave of your hand?"

"you you!!"

Madonna Jin Ling looked at Ji Bofu with wide eyes, as if she couldn't believe what her ears heard.

Ji Bofu sat under Our Lady of Jinling, and couldn't help but lower his head when faced with the look of Our Lady of Jinling looking like she was about to eat someone.

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"Don't be angry, don't be angry. No matter how hard it is for the disciple you accept, you must persevere!!"

The Holy Mother of Jin Ling kept warning herself in her heart. After suppressing the urge to slap Ji Bofu to death, she reluctantly smiled and said, "Yes, I can indeed create Taiyi Gold with just a wave of my hand." Immortal, but the upper limit of this Taiyi Golden Immortal has been completely locked, and you can no longer deposit it in the future."

"Actually, it's not a big deal if you're not allowed to deposit. At least you can save your life, right?"

"Besides, I won't do anything harmful to nature, and I don't need such a high level of cultivation. My safety will be better guaranteed after the other master comes back."

"I still don't believe it. Who dares to take action against me under the watchful eyes of Master and Patriarch."

Having said this, Ji Bofu suddenly raised his head and glanced at the Golden Spirit Holy Mother and said: "Master, you must speed up your practice. Your cultivation is inferior to that of my other master and my ancestor." Far."

He was thinking very clearly in his mind. When his cultivation reached Da Luo, all the flowers had withered.

Rather than expecting oneself, it is better to criticize others harshly. Isn't Master Dou Mu in front of me someone else?
At this time, Mother Jin Ling still couldn't hear what Ji Bofu said, "Who dares to take action against me under the watchful eyes of Master and Patriarch". The master in this sentence refers to Huangfu Qinghui.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit breathed rapidly, and her chest rose and fell greatly, "Am I that bad compared to the Burial Master and the Patriarch?"

Ji Bofu suddenly froze up. What's worse, he was a little carried away.

A flattering smile instantly appeared on his face and he said: "Master, look at what you are talking about."

"Although your cultivation is a little weaker than that of my other master, you have great authority in the ancient world. My other master is alone in the ancient world and has no one but me. You are so concerned, there is absolutely no comparison between you."

"She has a high level of cultivation but does not have any authority. Your level of cultivation is a little lower than hers, but you have a high position in the ancient world. Some things that she cannot do are just a matter of words for you. .”

"Both of you are good to me, but you two are good at different things."

Ji Bofu swore that the smile on his face had never been as sincere as it was at this moment in his life.

Our Lady of Jinling looked at Ji Bofu's constant explanations, and a smile gradually appeared on her frosty face, "Fu'er, do you think it is me who is good to you or the burial master who is good to you?"

Ji Bofu's heart skipped a beat, and he said with great righteousness: "Master, this is not a good thing. Master Burial Master has raised me since I was a child. When I grow up and come to the ancient world, you will take me with you." You have supported me in both stages of my life, and there is no comparison at all!!"

"Really?" Our Lady of Jinling looked at Ji Bofu with a half-smile but continued to ask: "But why do I feel that in your eyes, I am only your temporary support?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Ji Bofu said loudly: "Master, although I don't know who said this to you, I guarantee that it is absolutely impossible."

"Heaven, Earth, Lord, Relative, Master, from the moment we established the master-disciple relationship, we have had the most intimate relationship. I will never have such thoughts of being a villain."

"Whenever someone else says something like this in your ears, you can directly kill him. He is trying to sow discord between our master and disciple."

The Holy Mother of Jin Ling took a deep look at Ji Bofu and said, "Don't apply Confucianism to yourself. In the ancient times, the heaven and the earth were in front, but relatives and teachers had to be in front."

"Okay, you go down, and after your flower of God blooms, you can continue to go to the heavens and worlds with Lei Bu to experience."

"You lack nothing now, all you lack is experience!"

After saying that, the Holy Mother Jin Ling waved her hand and sent Ji Bo Fu back to his cave.

Ji Bofu held the ginseng fruit in his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief after seeing the familiar scene.

In the first half of today, it was relatively normal for Our Lady of Jinling to explain the prehistoric history to herself. However, since Our Lady of Jinling took out the ginseng fruit, the conversation between the two went astray.

You are already a Daluo, do you still have such a strong desire to compare?
Ji Bofu couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, so he simply gave it up in the end. He just thought it was because the Holy Mother Jin Ling had never experienced the joy of being a master when she taught Senior Brother Wen Zhong before.

After Jinling Holy Mother sent Ji Bofu away, all the strength on her face disappeared, replaced by a soft look, "The child is a good boy, but it's a pity. It's a pity that you are only Doumu Yuanjun's disciple and not Jinling Holy Mother's. Disciple."

With a deep sigh, she quietly left the wilderness and came to an unknown place in the world.

There is a dark boulder in the endless sea of ​​​​boundaries. I don’t know what the material of the big stone is, and it has not disappeared in the endless sea of ​​​​boundaries. The sea of ​​​​boundaries contains countless worlds, and the waves are set off, and one after another they hit the big rocks and fell into ruins. , This cycle repeats countless times.

There is a young man on the big rock. The young man is lying on the big rock wearing a green shirt. He is also holding a jade-like fishing rod in his hand. A golden fishing line on the fishing rod is vertically submerged into the endless sea.

The figure of Our Lady Jin Ling appeared on the dark stone. She looked at the young man lying in front of her with complex eyes, bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple Jin Ling pays homage to the master."

The young man ignored her, and she kept bowing.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man glanced back and couldn't bear it, "Get up, if I don't speak, are you really going to keep standing in this posture?"

Our Lady of Jinling said respectfully: "Thunder, rain, and dew are all your grace. Whatever the Master says, it will be whatever it is."

(End of this chapter)