After breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian

This turned out to be a misunderstanding.

A misunderstanding caused by an accident.

She had not come looking for him.

Yunhua was speechless for a moment. He didn't know whether he should be glad that his Taoist name was "Yunhua", or thank the "Yunhua" who lived two thousand years ago, or feel grateful for the countless "grandfathers" over the past two thousand years.

He looked in front of him, at the new disciple. She had her hands behind her back, her feet moving constantly, her eyes darting around, then trying to calm down.

He is a child without much scheming or cunning.

Fortunately, she was smart enough to believe that there was a Yunhua in the Holy City, otherwise he would not have gotten this opportunity.

"It is God's will." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his mind was much clearer.

Heaven sent her here. Heaven wanted him to become an immortal!
"Here is a bottle of recovery pills." Yun Hua raised his hand, and a bottle of pills appeared out of thin air in his palm, which he threw to the young disciple.

Shao Yin quickly took it with both hands and said happily, "Thank you, Master."

Put it in the storage bag, but don't eat it.

Yun Hua's eyes darkened and he looked at her: "Why don't you eat?"

"It's just a minor injury, it's not worth it." Shao Yin said casually, patting his chest, "My body is worthless. Unless my arms and legs are broken, or I'm dying, I won't be willing to take pills, they're so expensive!"

Yunhua: “…”

"You are my disciple!" he said sternly, "Don't let me hear such words again!"

She is worthless? Then what is he who takes her as his apprentice?
No matter if she was scheming and wanted more pills, or if she just grew up in the countryside and had no rules, Yunhua couldn't stand hearing such words.

A storage ring appeared on his palm and bounced towards her: "Take it!"

Shao Yin quickly caught it, "Master, what is this?"

Yunhua didn't answer. A cup of tea appeared out of thin air in his hand. He lowered his eyes and drank it gently.

Shao Yin probed her spiritual sense into the room, and then she opened her eyes wide in surprise, looked at the jade bed, and said with emotion: "Master, you are so good to me."

She "grew up in the countryside", "suffered a lot of hardships", and "never saw good things".

In the storage ring that Yunhua gave her, there were a bunch of spirit stones that glowed with colorful light, about fifty to sixty thousand pieces.

There was a small pile of medicinal pills, about thirty or forty bottles, and a few magic weapons, but Shao Yin didn't look closely.

"Thank you, Master." She said earnestly, "I'll take the pill right away."

He took out the recovery pills he had just put away and poured them all into his palm in one breath. There were ten pills in total, and he ate them all!

Yunhua looked up inadvertently and saw her actions. He thought that there was no need to take so much, one pill would be enough.

But she had already eaten it, so he closed his mouth again.

For some reason, he had a vague feeling that things were not quite as he expected.

Shao Yin ate a whole bottle of recovery pills, then immediately sat down cross-legged, facing the sky with her five hearts, and closed her eyes to meditate.

The injuries she suffered were real. Although she cheated people everywhere and killed monks like cutting grass, the risks she faced were no less, and injuries were commonplace.

This time, it was a few experienced and veteran Jindan who were ruthless and set traps for her, and she almost got caught.

Yunhua saw that this disciple was not shy and did not follow any rules. He was not as respectful and fearful as other disciples. He started to meditate in front of him. She even believed what she said, "She grew up in the countryside."

"Not bad." He nodded secretly.

If you are simple-minded, you deserve it even if you are schemed against by others.

She will be fine if she continues like this. Yunhua looked at the little disciple meditating wholeheartedly with an unpredictable expression.

The injuries healed bit by bit, and the aching tendons and veins that had been aching all the time also calmed down.

Shao Yin meditated for half a day, and not only did all his injuries heal, but even his original state of mind seemed to loosen slightly, and he showed a tendency to break through to the late Jindan stage.

"Huh." She opened her eyes, revealing a clear and bright look. She stood up and patted her dress. "Master, this recovery pill is delicious. I have only eaten rejuvenation pills before, but the recovery pill you gave me is much more powerful!"

Can they be the same? Rejuvenation Pills are used to treat common injuries, while Recovery Pills are used to treat serious injuries.

What's more, she ate a whole bottle in one go.

"Hmm." Yun Hua nodded slightly and stared for a moment, "Middle stage of Jindan? Not bad."

As expected of a pure Yin body and a single water spiritual root, his cultivation speed is even faster than he had in his youth.

Yun Hua's eyes were deep, and he said, "In this case, I will grant you the Taoist name Wu Huang."

No phoenix?

Does he still mind "Phoenix Flying"?
Shao Yin was not very happy. Wu Huang, no phoenix, this name is unlucky. She came here to find the phoenix.

"Yes, thank you Master." She bowed her head.

Right now, there is no need to upset the old ghost just because of a Taoist name.

"Master, when can I enter the sect and pay my respects to my uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, nephews, and grandchildren?" She raised her head again, revealing an excited expression. "Master, what is my rank in our lineage?"

The girl's clear voice, when she spoke, was like pearls falling on a jade plate, full of vitality.

But Yunhua didn't like this kind of flourishing. He was already in his twilight years and couldn't bear to see new sprouts.

"Master, you have already given me a gift. Will my uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, nephews and grandchildren also give me gifts?" his lively little disciple said.

Grandmaster? The disciple accepted by her senior brothers and sisters? Where did this name come from!
Yunhua looked at him calmly: "Nephew and grandson, why do you have to give me a gift as well?"

Shao Yin was a little embarrassed, but said confidently: "I am just older than you, but I joined late!"

"I'm only sixteen years old. They're older than me, right?"

“I think they should show some appreciation.”

"Otherwise, I'd think they were being mean."

"In the future, if they are bullied when they go out, I won't want to save them."

He had just asked one question when she started talking in a string.

Yunhua almost thought that a group of sparrows came into the house, chirping and chirping.

"You are being bullied, but your nephews and grandchildren will not be bullied." He said calmly, "Don't be so arrogant."

Don't think you can be arrogant just because you are his disciple. He never protects his disciples.

"No." The young disciple held his head high and puffed out his chest, looking extremely proud. "I have a pure Yin body and a single water spiritual root. There are not many people in the world who are closer to the Way of Heaven than me."

"I practice while eating and drinking, how can they do that?"

“I’m sure I’ll surpass them soon.”

Yun Hua couldn't bear to listen any longer and shouted, "Don't mention the matter of the pure Yin body to anyone else."

What damn ignorance, stupid arrogance!
Yunhua originally thought that it was a relief, as this child didn't understand the power of the pure Yin body, and he didn't have to talk too much. But now, he began to feel overwhelmed - if she told everyone, how would he have the time to fight with others all day to snatch her ownership?
His eyes grew colder and colder, and he said sternly: "Otherwise, you will die! Do you hear me?"

Shao Yin shrank her shoulders, as if frightened, and muttered softly: "But Master, I only have a single water spirit root. What qualifications do I have to be accepted as your disciple?"

A single water spiritual root is worthless in the top three sects!
It can be collected or not.

Yun Hua said calmly: "Who do I want to accept as my disciple? What reason do I need?"

"Others will look down on me," the little girl added, sounding foolish and vain. "I want everyone to admire me."

Yunhua took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"The first rule of the sect is to listen to the master." He said with restraint, the veins bulging on the back of his hands beneath his wide sleeves.

Shao Yin suddenly felt very disappointed: "Yes, Master."

His eyes rolled around, and he quickly said, "Master, then I'll say it's your bloodline that you left behind in your early years, how about that?"

"I am not the master's disciple, but the master's descendant?"

She was his cauldron! Who would use their own offspring as a cauldron?

Yun Hua suddenly opened his eyes and shot a sharp gaze: "Be careful not to be arrogant or impatient!"

For thousands of years, the state of mind that had been calm and peaceful actually showed the slightest fluctuation.

"Okay, okay." Shao Yin finally behaved.

"Master, when are we going back to the sect?" The next moment, she said, "I really want to know what the sect is like!"

Yunhua took a breath and slowly stood up: "Follow me."

Although she talked more, what she asked were all things that should be told to her.

Since she was accepted as a disciple, she had to be brought into the sect, light her life lamp, record her in the disciple book, receive the sect's share, and get the sect's token.

"Yes, Master!" Shao Yin hurriedly followed.

The scene in front of him changed. The cold and luxurious room distorted and faded away in front of his eyes. Instead, there was a vast void, and then a jade door appeared in front of him.

Yunhua raised his hand to push, and the jade door was pushed open, revealing a vast void inside.

He stepped in first, and Shao Yin followed. As they looked before their eyes, a vast, beautiful, and tranquil fairyland appeared in front of them.

Spiritual mist lingers, mountain springs gurgle, green peaks stand tall, and cranes circle.

"Wow." Shao Yin exclaimed, "Master, you are so beautiful."

The peaks rise straight into the sky, verdant and beautiful, each one different. If you look closely, you can see golden lights on the top of the peaks, which are the light reflected by the glazed golden tiles.

On every mountain, there lives a lineage of monks.

After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the cultivators are eligible to live alone in the mountains. Some live alone, while others accept disciples to serve them.

After the disciples have cultivated and grown up, they can continue to live here, or they can move out and set up their own family. As for whether it would seem that they have forgotten their roots...

The higher the realm, the more times one will be in seclusion for decades or even hundreds of years. The friendship between master and disciple becomes weaker, which is not as good as the training period of teaching and learning.

Just like Yunhua, he is 1,800 years old and has accepted countless disciples, and his disciples have accepted disciples in turn. If they were all crowded on his Cuihua Peak, it would not show the deep affection between master and disciple, but would make it seem that there is no place for people to live in Tianque.

At this moment, Yunhua held the sect token in his hand and waved it in the air. The surrounding spiritual energy fluctuated slightly and an invisible door appeared.

"Come in," he said.

They were teleported to the gate of Tianque. Just now, Yunhua held the sect token and opened the mountain protection formation.

"Yes, Master." Shao Yin followed him respectfully.

Seeing that she was obedient, Yunhua felt a little relieved. He called the crane and flew the two of them in: "Why don't you come directly to see your master?"

What she said at the city gate had two meanings: she knew him and came for him; she came for him, but did not go directly into the Tianque Pagoda.

Shao Yin puffed out her chest, her face full of pride: "I want to make Master proud!"

Filial, right? Considerate, right?
"I have nothing, and I am embarrassed to want to take a great monk like you as my teacher." She was both proud and shy. "I thought about it for a long time and finally came up with this idea. I want to give you face as a gift for becoming my teacher."

Are you proud? Are you surprised?
To be fair, Yunhua was a little happy. He couldn't even snatch those two away, but he was blessed by the heavens, and was gifted with a furnace-cauldron physique.

He can show off for hundreds of years in front of He Guang and Bu Shu.

If he breaks through to the Mahayana stage and they don't, then they will show off until their lifespan ends and their bodies and souls are destroyed.

"Why didn't you test your spiritual roots at the city gate?" he asked casually.

He had already reached the sky and could not fly away even with wings, so he asked these key questions.

Shao Yin sneered in her heart, with a blank look on her face: "Ah?"

"Test your spiritual roots?" She said blankly, "Is it necessary to test your spiritual roots? I don't know."

"You don't know?" Yunhua frowned. Could it be that the disciples guarding the city had no requirements?
"I said I was here to see you, and the gatekeeper let me into the city." Shao Yin said blankly, "He didn't ask me to test my spiritual roots."

Yunhua frowned even more tightly and secretly took note of this matter.

Testing spiritual roots is very important. Not only is it to exclude the useless ones, but also to detect the cultivators with special constitutions and talents.

Today, if she had not, by chance, failed to test her spiritual roots and cleverly avoided He Guang and Bu Shu, he, who arrived last, would not have been able to grasp this opportunity at all.

This kind of thing must not happen a second time.

However, later when Yun Hua asked his disciples to punish the monk guarding the gate, he learned that the other party had fainted and was sent back to his family.

The matter was left unresolved. However, later, when Ye Chen came to the Holy City, he encountered a lot of trouble.

(End of this chapter)