After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Wei Zhiming completed the apprenticeship ceremony in Yun Laiju's room.

After kowtowing to Duo Mo three times, he received a thick book on weapon refining and some magical elixirs.

Wei Zhiming carefully put it away and bowed to Duo Mo again.

Duo Mo nodded. The whole process of apprenticeship was very simple, but he didn't seem to care.

"You must be confused as to why my master accepted you as my disciple now." Duo Mo said, "Pour me a cup of tea. Please sit down."

Wei Zhiming brought the teapot, poured a cup of tea and gave it to Duo Mo, then he found a nearby chair and sat down.

"You have been practicing in the Lingxian Sect for nearly ten years, right?" Duo Mo asked first without drinking tea.

Wei Zhiming did the math in his mind, "When the disciple first came, he was eighteen years old, and now he is twenty and six. Eight years is almost the same as ten years."

"Twenty-six, you are really young." Duo Mo nodded and sighed, "It can still be calculated now, but in the future, it will not be clear."

Wei Zhiming felt that his cultivation age was a bit older compared to other monks.

After all, Tang Ling and Yuan Yulang, who were at the same time as him, all started practicing at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

"Although my master is the youngest sect elder of the Lingxian Sect, he is already over a thousand years old. This is naturally nothing in the world of cultivation. However, because my master has been stuck in the advancement bottleneck for a long time, he is already approaching the end of his life. At this time, I am afraid that there will be no hope of breakthrough in my life, and my lifespan will be running out." As he spoke, the forging ink spell was used to blow away the hot air of the tea, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"But it's not sad to be a teacher. I know my destiny, and I won't force it." Duo Mo put down the tea cup, looked at Wei Zhiming, and said word by word, "Because this is the way to be a teacher."

Wei Zhiming said nothing.

He is indeed curious at heart, but he doesn't like to ask too many questions. This is just his nature.

"My teacher grew up in a poor family. My mother died early and my father made a living by fishing. People in the village didn't like the smell of fishermen. Whenever I saw my teacher and my father, they would cover their noses and avoid them for more than ten feet, let alone a woman who was willing to meet him. Marry. So I felt inferior as a teacher and didn't dare to look up to see people. Later, I accidentally came into contact with the carpentry work in the city. I watched the carpenter's chisel and sawdust flying among the carvings, and the various gadgets carved out were vivid, and he could even design drawings. , to make tables, chairs, houses, weapons and mechanisms, and to create miraculous craftsmanship.”

"Later, I fell in love with carpentry. I kept studying hard and went to the city to become an apprentice. No master would come up and teach you the real craftsmanship, so I learned it secretly, during the day and at night. Others did five jobs a day. In an hour, it takes seven or eight hours to be a master. He took over all the difficult and dirty work that others did not do. Finally, when he was in his thirties, he became the most powerful carpenter in the city. He was famous far and near, and came to look for him. There is an endless stream of people working for the teacher.”

"Later, a well-known immortal came and was full of praise when he saw my teacher's finished product, so he pointed me to another way - to refine weapons. Only then did my teacher know that the carpenter's job was also a job in the world of cultivation. Be needed, and it will be a wider world where you can delve deeper and learn more.”

"So I began to study under my master. Although my spiritual qualification was level C, I went through ups and downs along the way, but I never gave up. Later, when I met your master, I began to humbly ask for advice, and returned to the hard work I did when I first learned carpentry. . At that time, my master slept very little and spent most of the day immersed in refining weapons. Even your master always advised me to pay more attention to my health and not to be too addicted." "But my master didn't listen. Because I like it as a teacher. Carpentry gives me self-confidence and the confidence to live. I like doing this and don’t feel it’s hard. Just like when I just started cultivating immortals, with my C-grade spiritual roots, even my fellow disciples at the time never thought of it. I have been able to reach this point as a teacher and become an elder of the Qi Sect of the Lingxian Sect, ranking high in the entire Qingyun Continent."

"Weishi never did this for the purpose of ascension. He just did it because he liked it, and precisely because of likes, Weishi was able to get to where he is today. So even if Weishi dies, he will only regret that he will not be able to continue to be a teacher in the future. Do things you like, rather than regret not being able to ascend successfully.”

"So when I chose to take on a disciple at the end of my life, my master made up my mind to find a disciple who had the same enthusiasm and motivation for weapon refining as my master. Perhaps because of this, he could go further and become my master's disciple. It’s best if the skills are passed down.”

"Later, my teacher discovered you. You are different from other disciples who aim to ascend. My teacher discovered that you only cultivated the weapon sect and were never distracted. Moreover, you were exactly the same as my teacher when you were young. You took almost all the I put all my energy into this aspect, and I am extremely talented in this aspect. This is rare. I just liked it as a teacher at the time and didn’t have much talent.”

"As for the spiritual root level, it may be more difficult for you, but it doesn't matter if you accept a disciple as a master. So before the newcomers go through the trial, the master has secretly decided on you. It's a pity... during the trial process, As a teacher, you discovered a problem - you abandoned your companions who were fighting alongside you, and even used disguises to deliberately confuse others. You wanted others to die, but those were clearly not your opponents, but your fellow disciples! If you treat your fellow disciples like this, what if you become stronger and stronger under the guidance of my master?"

"Disciple, 'Good work does not show simplicity to others'. Being a teacher means that I hope to cultivate disciples in the future, not to refine weapons for the sake of ascension, but for the love in my heart. But if you become selfish and indifferent for the sake of what you love, Extremeness and cruelty are extremely sad and terrible for this world and for himself."

Having said this, Duo Mo held the tea cup in his hand and looked at Wei Zhiming quietly and at his new little disciple.

Wei Zhiming was speechless for a long time.

He thought of many people.

I thought of my father, whom I couldn't help but like since childhood, and of Ling Yu and Nangong Ling who were trapped by obsession.

I even thought of the adults and children in the forgotten village who lived idle and chaotic lives all day long, but laughed at themselves as "alien".

He slowly raised his head, his bangs tilted to one side, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Disciple realizes his mistake, master."

"As long as you understand, I changed my mind after seeing you change during this trip."

Duo Mo's hand relaxed, and a loving smile appeared on his face.

"It is said that there is a weapon soul in the process of refining a weapon. A weapon or magic weapon without a weapon soul will never be as good as one with a weapon soul. That is because the soul is injected into it. A weapon or magic weapon without a soul is just a cold instrument. Cultivation Cultivate your Taoist heart first, Zhiming. I hope your Taoist heart will be as clear and firm as the name your father gave you, and be injected into your body. Don't live like a piece of wood without a soul in the hands of a carpenter."