Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 172: The Master's Disciple Teaches His Disciple the Dao

"Why?" Ling Muzhu was intelligent enough to quickly figure out the reason. "Junior brother is afraid that I will be harmed by someone with malicious intent?"

A Qi Refining cultivator like her, with a solid foundation and no divine consciousness yet, is actually the best candidate for possession. It is easy to integrate her soul completely with the body, and she also has great potential.

"Yes." Lin Le nodded. That was part of the reason, but more importantly, he wanted to try to train Ling Muzhu as a hidden force. A hidden force that was too conspicuous was not a good thing.

“I understand.” Ling Muzhu nodded.

"What did you cultivate in the Qi Refining chapter, Senior Sister?" Lin Le asked.

Ling Muzhu said, "It is still the Nine Profound Heart Sutra. This is the most suitable method for Yin Spirit Root cultivation in the Xuantian Sect, which can directly lead to the Nascent Soul Realm."

"Are there methods for cultivating through the Heavenly Gate and the Spiritual Platform?" Lin Le asked.

Ling Muzhu shook her head: "No."

Lin Le nodded slightly: "Then let's cultivate the Dao Guiding together. I have already cultivated the Dao Guiding to the Great Perfection, so it won't be difficult for me to guide you into it."

"Moreover, it is a legitimate sect of Xuanmen, and it is easy to switch to another sect if there is an opportunity later."

Ling Muzhu said softly, "I'll follow your instructions, Junior Brother."

"Okay." Lin Le waved his hand. "Then Senior Sister, take a rest first. After I return from Master, I will teach you the Dao Initiation."

"Yes." Ling Muzhu nodded.

Lin Le turned and left, taking the Yin-Yang Twin Swords with him.

Upon entering Xu Lingzi's cave, Lin Le saw Xu Lingzi sharpening a sword, with another sword beside him.

Lin Le glanced at them and saw that both swords had weak spiritual energy, so they shouldn't be Xu Lingzi's swords. Moreover, one of them looked familiar to Lin Le.

Upon closer reflection, wasn't that the sword that Jin Shanzi wore in the vine demon's memory?

Seemingly noticing Lin Le's arrival, Xu Lingzi looked up at him and said, "You're here. Have a seat first. I'll finish sharpening these two swords before I start telling you the story."

"Yes." Lin Le sat on the futon and quietly looked at Xu Lingzi.

“These are the natal swords of your two senior brothers,” Xu Lingzi said again. “This one is called Qing Shuang, the sword of your eldest senior brother Jian Xuanzi. Your eldest senior brother has a cold personality, but he is a warm-hearted person. He has stood up for the sect disciples many times, but in the end, he was secretly killed by the demonic sect because of this weakness.”

“This one is called Jinzi.” Seemingly finished sharpening, Xu Lingzi replaced it with another sword. “It’s the sword of your second senior brother, Jin Shanzi. He was a greedy man who would do anything for profit. Unfortunately, he lost his life in a secret realm because of his greed. Like his senior brother, he only got a sword back.”

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh
After saying these words, Xu Lingzi continued to sharpen his sword. When he felt he had sharpened it enough, he looked at Lin Le and asked, "What lessons have you learned from those two?"

“Those who are unaware of their own abilities deserve to die,” Lin Le said calmly. “If they knew how strong they were and could see the situation clearly, they wouldn’t have stepped into that deadly trap.”

Xu Lingzi nodded and then shook his head: "Yes, and no."

He sat cross-legged and looked at Lin Le: "Those who don't know how to be strong deserve to die!"

“Your senior brother doesn’t usually do those trivial things, like forming cliques. His cultivation level can be even higher, and the demonic sect’s trap will naturally be broken without a fight.”

"If your second senior brother hadn't been so scheming and opportunistic, and had spent the spiritual resources on himself, his cultivation level would have been much higher, and the difficulties in the secret realm wouldn't have been a problem for him!"

"In the end, it's because they weren't focused on cultivation!" A heavy pressure rose from Xu Lingzi's body, seemingly surging with his emotions. "Lingzhuzi, do you understand?"

"Understood, thank you for your guidance, Master." Lin Le bowed under pressure.

Xu Lingzi slowly withdrew his oppressive aura: "Master leads you in, but cultivation is up to you. I don't care what happens to you in the future, but don't forget the lessons learned from your two senior brothers."

"Yes." Lin Le nodded again.

"Speak, what doubts do you have about your cultivation?" Xu Lingzi asked, raising his sleeve.

Lin Ledao said, "The character '成' enters the kidneys like a bellows, and breathing produces a 'cooking' sound. What does this mean?"

Xu Lingzi began to explain: "The bellows symbolizes the celestial sphere..."

The two engaged in a question-and-answer session for six hours before finally stopping. During this time, Lin Le asked not only questions about the Azure Sword Scripture, but also other Daoist techniques.

Xu Lingzi answered each question and provided a solution.

Moreover, they were all correct. In order to prevent Xu Lingzi from tampering with things, Lin Le asked many questions that he already knew the answers to, but none of them were correct.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master." Lin Le bowed. "This disciple takes his leave."

"Go ahead." Xu Lingzi nodded slightly.

Lin Le got up and left.

After leaving the cave, Lin Le turned around and looked back, his eyes thoughtful.

'A broken heart? Two ways to eat one fish, that's a good idea.'

Lin Le was already sensitive to the emotions in other people's eyes, and after refining the Spirit Jade, this ability was further enhanced, and he could now vaguely sense other people's emotions.

He could sense that Xu Lingzi had genuine feelings for his two disciples, and also for him.

If Lin Le didn't know what the "Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Intercourse Technique" was, he would have thought he had made a mistake in his suspicions.

After much thought, Lin Le came up with the answer: the Path of Remnant Heart.

After all, the Out-of-Body Realm is closely related to the cultivation of the soul. A great increase in the cultivation of the soul will naturally lead to a greater increase in the cultivation level.

Xu Lingzi was probably making two preparations. Regardless of whether the Yin-Yang Great Pill was successful or not, Lin Le was bound to die at the hands of some "enemy" someday.

A guaranteed harvest regardless of drought or flood, no wonder he's an old turtle!
Back in his cave, Lin Le glanced around and saw that Ling Muzhu was sleeping. He didn't disturb her but went back to his quiet room to continue his cultivation.

As Lin Le opened the fourth gate, he felt his divine sense increase slightly and he gained some inspiration.

But after careful consideration, he shook his head and realized that repeatedly trying to break through would be counterproductive.

Continue your cultivation, because in the future, you'll still need to rely on the True Sword Scripture to fool people.

However, Lin Le did not neglect his actual cultivation, and his cultivation at the fifth level of the Golden Core stage was almost complete.

The next day, Ling Muzhu woke up, sat up, and hooked her toes with her fingers, taking the white stockings and wrapping them around her delicate, jade-carved feet with prominent veins.

With a slight flick of her finger, her small foot smoothly stepped into the embroidered shoe.

After getting dressed, she left the guest room and saw Lin Le sitting at the tea table reading a book.

That was looted from the Zhao family. He gave the wealth to Xu Lingzi, but he kept some of the books and spiritual items for himself.

Seemingly noticing Ling Muzhu's appearance, Lin Le looked up, a hint of amazement in her eyes.

Wearing a blue robe and a white silk skirt, which was originally a very elegant and proper outfit, her voluptuous figure changed its meaning.

The green robe clung tightly to her voluptuous upper body, her full breasts seemingly about to burst from the garment's constraints, creating a deep, alluring cleavage. A soft, shimmering light flowed within, like jade dew, capable of captivating the soul with the slightest movement.

The white silk skirt clung to her perfect curves, outlining her mature and breathtaking figure without reservation. As she walked, the skirt swayed, making her even more charming.

With such a figure, she wore a proper Taoist robe in an almost sacrilegious way, every inch of fabric seemingly telling of her amazing charm.

However, she herself had a dignified and elegant appearance, with a sense of holiness and maternal instinct, which was in stark contrast to the figure of the demonic witch.

Feeling Lin Le's slightly fiery gaze, Ling Muzhu blushed slightly, but felt a surge of joy in her heart. It seemed that her charm was not weak at all.

"Good morning, junior brother," Ling Muzhu said with a graceful bow.

"Good morning, senior sister." Lin Le looked away and nudged the plate next to her. "Would you like some breakfast?"

Ling Muzhu wanted to refuse, but looking at the pastries on the plate that smelled sweet, she pursed her lips. She hadn't had a good meal in several days.

"Thank you, Junior Brother." Ling Muzhu sat down and expressed her gratitude.

"It's nothing, just a quick thing." Lin Le waved his hand, took a pastry and ate it, then continued reading.

Ling Muzhu picked up a plum blossom cake with her right hand, held it underneath with her left, and put it in her mouth. It tasted sweet and was full of spiritual energy, clearly made with spiritual plants.

After savoring a piece, Ling Muzhu looked at the pastries on the plate and suddenly remembered something. She turned to the young man beside her and asked, "Junior brother, there are no servants on the mountain. Where did you get these pastries?"

"I brought it with me." Lin Le lightly patted the embroidered ball at his waist, and a tall, stout figure walked out.

"My lord," Chen Zheng bowed respectfully.

"This is my spirit general, Chen Zheng. He loved to eat when he was alive, so his cooking skills were pretty good," Lin Le introduced. "I also have some spirit plants and materials here, so I asked him to make some snacks for me."

"If there's anything you'd like to eat, you can tell him."

"No, thank you," Ling Muzhu said softly. "I usually just take fasting pills."

"Oh." Lin Le didn't say anything, just put Chen Zheng away and continued reading.

Ling Muzhu ate the pastries in small bites, looking at Lin Le's unrestrained manner, and wondered who Lin Le was before he went up the mountain.

However, Ling Muzhu did not ask about it because it involved privacy.

After finishing all the pastries, Lin Le put down her book and asked, "Senior sister, are you full?"

"I'm full." Ling Muzhu nodded, her eyes darting around as if searching for something.

Lin Le seemed to understand what she was looking for. With a flick of her hand, a tea set flew out of the leopard-skin pouch and landed on the tea table: "Senior Sister, please make yourselves at home."

"Thank you." Ling Muzhu poured herself a cup of tea and sipped it.

A drop of water slid from her lips, down her swan-like long neck, and into the cleavage.

Seemingly feeling a chill on her chest, Ling Muzhu couldn't help but push her chest to dry the water droplets.

Lin Le put down her book: "Senior Sister, have you ever read the Daoist Guide?"

"No." Ling Muzhu shook her head.

Lin Le nodded slightly: "Then I will tell you dictally, and you can listen attentively."

"Okay," Ling Muzhu said.

Lin Le chanted: "One breath in, the root of heaven; one exhale, the gate of earth; the primordial energy transforms into qi, flowing through the vast void. Close your eyes and focus on your navel, concentrate your spirit on the Yellow Court (a point on the lower abdomen); like the melting of ice in spring, all the meridians naturally revive..."

His voice, however, carried an inherent profound meaning, captivating the listener.

After explaining it once, Ling Muzhu turned her head upwards and began her cultivation.

Lin Le was not surprised. He had just used a minor spell called "Guiding Words," which his teacher often used to teach people.

Moreover, Ling Muzhu has excellent comprehension, so it's normal for her to gradually improve.

Lin Le continued reading.

Two or three hours later, Ling Muzhu finally woke up.

"Do you have any doubts?" Lin Le's voice came from the side.

Ling Muzhu looked over and saw Lin Le sitting quietly on a five-panel Luohan bed.

"Yes," Ling Muzhu said, "Why is there a slight pain when the true qi circulates in the perineum?"

"This is the initial movement of the 'River Chariot,' a sign that the vital energy channels are not yet open..." Lin Le explained.

The question-and-answer session lasted for nearly an hour, and Ling Muzhu's eyes sparkled, revealing a hint of admiration.

She hadn't expected that Lin Le, at only fifteen years old, would have such profound insights into Taoism.

After Lin Le answered all of Ling Muzhu's questions, he exhaled, and the breath, which was multicolored, suddenly dissolved into seven small snakes of various colors and poured into the seven jade bottles that appeared.

"This is top-grade Five Elements Yin-Yang Qi, which should be enough for you to refine to the eighth level," Lin Le said.

Ling Muzhu did not refuse, but accepted the gift: "Thank you, Junior Brother."

“You should continue your cultivation, and I should continue mine,” Lin Le said.

"Yes." Ling Muzhu returned to her room.

Lin Le also continued his spiritual practice.

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Le went to Xu Lingzi's place every three days to listen to his teachings, and then came back to answer Ling Muzhu's questions.

On this day, after answering Lin Le's questions, Xu Lingzi said, "One month has passed, and I will also be going into seclusion to cultivate for a period of time."

"When will we be released from quarantine?" Lin Le asked.

Xu Lingzi said, "Two or three years, I hope that when I come out of seclusion, you and Yin Mingzi will have already mastered the Yin-Yang Intercourse Technique."

"Master, I have no intention of finding a Daoist partner for the time being," Lin Le said calmly.

"She's not really your Daoist partner, just a vessel," Xu Lingzi said calmly. "Disciple, don't get too attached to a tool."

"Didn't Master say she was the daughter of your benefactor?" Lin Le asked.

Xu Lingzi glanced at Lin Le: "It's just a small favor. I've already done more than enough to ensure that her bloodline continues for thousands of years."

Lin Le nodded slightly: "I understand."

"Then go and rest." Xu Lingzi waved his hand.

"This disciple takes his leave." Lin Le respectfully withdrew from the cave.

After stepping out of the cave, Lin Le's steps became lighter. That old bastard had finally gone into seclusion, and there was no need to hide anything anymore.

Back in his cave, after explaining the doubts about the Dao guide to Ling Muzhu, Lin Le suddenly asked, "Senior Sister, have you reached the eighth level of Qi Refining?"

“Yes.” Ling Muzhu nodded.

"Then go and tidy up the miscellaneous items. We'll go to the Internal Affairs Hall tomorrow and then head down the mountain," Lin Le said.

"Me too?" Ling Muzhu was taken aback.

"Of course." Lin Le nodded. "Senior Sister has been on the mountain the whole time and has never fought with anyone?"

Ling Muzhu hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Yes."

“Then we should definitely take a walk down the mountain,” Lin Le said. “You can’t achieve great things by working behind closed doors. Doesn’t Senior Sister want to see the vast landscape?”

Ling Muzhu was moved. After all, apart from her childhood of wandering, she had basically grown up in the mountains and had never really seen the bustling world.

She hesitated for a moment before asking, "What about the leader's side?"

She is a disciple of Master Xu Lingzi and cannot be separated from him.

“Master has gone into seclusion,” Lin Le said. “Two or three years is a short time for him, but a long time for us, Senior Sister.”

"Moreover, Master has already entrusted Senior Sister to me." Lin Le slowly walked up to Ling Muzhu. "Senior Sister, you have no right to refuse."

His domineering tone clearly indicated that he had made the decision for Ling Muzhu.

Feeling the heat emanating from so close at hand, Ling Muzhu's heart began to race. She hadn't expected Lin Le to suddenly show such a domineering side.

Prior to this, Lin Le had always maintained a gentle and refined demeanor, and in some ways, he respected her opinions.

But this feeling isn't bad.

Ling Muzhu lowered her head and replied, "Yes, I'll listen to my junior brother."

(End of this chapter)