My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 163 Scroll and Stone

Xu Mo stared blankly at the Taoist Master Ye who suddenly appeared, then his body shuddered, and he subconsciously flipped his palm and took out a scroll with a strong scent of incense from the storage ring.

Speaking of which, although he knew that Ye Laodao was the supreme elder of his own Tianxuan Sect, and the last time he was recorded in the ancient history, the other party had appeared to stop those people from outside the sky.

But they did not have direct contact.

Therefore, strictly speaking, this was the first time they met since the last time when Taoist Ye helped him enter the state of recuperation in Elder Ouyang's spiritual field.

So after seeing Taoist Ye, he subconsciously took out the portrait he had prepared.

The main thing is that he has been preparing it for so long, and often takes it out to burn incense when he has time. It can't be wasted, right?
Look at the rich aroma of incense on it. He had specially selected special spices in order to make Ye Laodao feel his sincerity when he met him next time.

The only effect is that the smell is very strong. Once it sticks on, it can last for a long time without evaporating.

I have been preparing carefully for so long. Now that I have met Taoist Master Ye, no matter what else, I have to go through the necessary procedures.

So he took the scroll and spread it out in front of Taoist Ye, then circulated his spiritual power, moistening his eyes, and tears slowly fell.

He stared at Ye Laodao excitedly, and said in a trembling voice:

"Teacher, is it you? Teacher, God has mercy on me. I finally see you again. If it weren't for your guidance, I might have no hope of breaking through in this life and would have turned into a handful of yellow earth long ago.

I will always remember your guidance and will never forget it.

Since we parted that day, I've missed you day and night, and have been looking forward to seeing you again every moment. Now we finally meet, it seems that God thinks our fate is not over yet and specially arranged this meeting."

After he finished speaking, he shook the scroll to let the rich aroma of incense spread out.

Ye Laodao touched his chin, looked at Xu Mo, whose expression was moved and sincere, narrowed his eyes, and said in amazement:
"Good boy, you actually had this trick up your sleeve waiting for me. No wonder I wanted to take you in as my apprentice so badly. You're really shameless. I like it."

Then he reached out and took the scroll from Xu Mo's hand. After taking a look at it, he nodded frequently with a look of delight, and praised with a very satisfied tone: "You know what, you are worthy of being an old Taoist. This painting is so handsome, really great."

He sniffed slightly and said in amazement again, "Good fellow, you are afraid that I, an old Taoist priest, can't smell it, right? You are really something."

After saying that, he put one hand behind his back, turned to look at Xu Mo, and said, "Tell me, what do you want this time?"

Xu Mo showed a bewildered expression when he heard this. "Master, what are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean."

As he spoke, he raised his hands, made a Dao seal towards the old Taoist priest, and said respectfully, "I am just excited that God has allowed us to meet again."

Ye Laodao picked his nose and said unhappily, "Holy crap! The ancient Heavenly Dao just emerged and was slapped to pieces by those old guys."

Xu Mo's face froze. No matter how many times he heard it, he still felt a little uncomfortable. Chatting with these big guys was really infuriating. After all, he was the way of heaven, but in their mouths, he was like a piece of tofu.

Taoist Ye glanced at him and said, "Don't you know my identity? How can you act so emotionally?"

Xu Mo shook his head and replied sincerely, "Disciple has never cared about your identity. No matter who you are, in my mind you are my mentor."

Ye Laodao was stunned. He widened his eyes and stared at Xu Mo inside and out in disbelief. He seemed unable to understand how this living person could look so shameless.

Then he sighed helplessly, "Okay, just tell me directly, what benefits do you want to get from me?"

Xu Mo wanted to say something stubbornly, "What are you talking about? Is this the kind of person I am?"

But when he saw that Ye Laodao was about to leave after hearing this, he quickly changed his tone and said, "You know what, you have a really good eye for people."

He rubbed his hands and said, "It's like this, last time my disciple was attacked, he struggled to escape death and survived.

But after this experience, I feel very insecure. How about you just let me know a little bit and give me some self-defense."

Ye Laodao glanced at the scroll in his hand, then glanced at Xu Mo, and sighed with a melancholy look, "Well, it's just my bad luck that I got entangled with you."

Then he picked up a stone from the ground, tapped it three times, and threw it into Xu Mo's hand, "Here you go."

Xu Mo stared blankly at the stone in his hand, took a deep breath, and stared at Ye Lao with wide eyes, "Aren't you being too perfunctory? You are a master, and doing this is not worthy of your image as a master."

Taoist Ye glared at him unhappily, "How can you call this perfunctory? This thing contains three of my full-strength attacks. In order to make this for you, I have spent a lot of energy and effort. It is very tiring."

He pointed to his forehead and said, "Look, I'm sweating. This must have consumed so much of my energy. If I were you, I would be so moved that I would cry."

Xu Mo stared at Ye Laodao's forehead, and there seemed to be a barely noticeable drop of sweat on it.

He looked so serious that I thought what he said was true, but in the end, this is it?

The most important thing is that the other party just picked up a stone, clicked it three times, and then told himself that it contained three full-strength attacks.

Who can believe this?

Seeing his suspicious look, Ye Laodao was immediately a little exasperated and said, "What's with that look in your eyes, kid? Are you doubting my character? Everyone in this world knows that I, Ye Wudao, have a noble character and I stick to my words. How could I, an old Taoist, possibly lie to you?"

"Do you want it? Don't give it back to me."

Xu Mo quickly averted his gaze and quickly put the stone away, "Yes, yes, yes."

No matter whether it is true or false, once it is in your hands, there is no reason to return it. Even if it is a broken stone, don't even think about taking it back.

When Ye Laodao saw his expression, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said with a somewhat unhappy expression:
"No, seeing you being so shameless, I want to take you in as my disciple again. I have always felt that a noble and perfect person like me should not take in a shameless disciple."

Then he stared at Xu Mo, and said with a troubled look on his face: "It's a pity that you and I, the Taoist priest, don't have the fate of being a master and a disciple."

"Hey, I'm so annoyed."

He threw his hands up, then sat down on the ground, and said in a particularly naughty tone: "It's all your fault. You made me feel bad. I don't care. You have to let me perform these performances here, otherwise I will be very angry."

"Ah, this..." Xu Mo was speechless when he saw this.

Why is the old Taoist so easy to talk to this time? It turns out it’s because of this.

However, he had no objection to this. If Taoist Ye wanted to perform on stage, then let him do so. It would not affect him anyway.

So he nodded and said, "No problem, Taoist priest, you can do whatever you want."

Ye Laodao looked at him in surprise, "You changed your mind so quickly?"

What if it’s not? We’ve already got all the benefits, but we still don’t know if it’s reliable.

He calmly replied, "Didn't you say, Taoist Priest, that we don't have the destiny of being master and disciple? If that's the case, it would be disrespectful for me to continue calling you Master."

Then he stared at Ye Laodao curiously and asked, "Master, what do you want to perform?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Laodao touched his chin and began to ponder, "This... I haven't thought about it yet."

(End of this chapter)