Traveling to Xianwu

Chapter 516 Formal Apprenticeship
After changing his clothes, Shen Chengping came to the Zhaitang. Shen Chengping saw that other people were helping to serve dishes and arrange dishes, so he also went to help. Only Wang Sheng was sitting there, watching others busy.

In Wang Sheng's view, serving dishes and holding bowls and chopsticks is something that servants do. He is here to learn Taoism, and chopping firewood is just a test. How could he do such a thing?

It was almost time to clean up, everyone sat on the dining table, Daoist Zhao personally carried two bowls, and put them in front of Shen Chengping and Wang Sheng, inside were all black things, in short, the appearance was not very good , especially exudes a weird smell, as if many flavors are mixed together, very weird.

Shen Chengping looked at the black porridge-like thing and said nothing, but Wang Sheng showed extreme resistance on his face.

"This is porridge for the two of you, drink it up." Daoist Zhao went to sit down at the table after finishing speaking.

After Lao Dao moved his chopsticks, the others immediately started to eat, Wang Sheng didn't even look at the black bowl of porridge, and turned to other meals, but Shen Chengping directly picked up the spoon and took a bite.

"This..." Feeling the strange blackness, even with Shen Chengping's calmness, he couldn't help frowning slightly, but the others were a little surprised when they saw Shen Chengping's reaction, and they didn't spit it out immediately. Isn't this black mush the same thing we've tasted before?
The reason why Shen Chengping didn't spit it out immediately was because after he ate it, he felt a special power of the medicine, which made him know that this black porridge, which looks bad and tastes bad, is a kind of black porridge. Something like medicinal food.

One mouthful after another, Shen Chengping drank the whole bowl of black porridge into his stomach. Soon, Shen Chengping felt a warm current rise from his stomach and then spread to his whole body.

"Well, this medicine has the effect of nourishing the body and consolidating the foundation, but for me the effect is very weak, but for ordinary people it is a rare good medicine!" Shen Chengping thought in his heart: "But there is still a trace of it. At my level, even a slight improvement is not easy, it is a good thing.”

Xiao Daotong, who had been observing Shen Chengping all the time, showed admiration. It was so powerful that the man didn't vomit, and his expression didn't change much. Could it be that he couldn't taste the taste? !
In fact, the eyes of other people looking at Shen Chengping are also the same, and when Wang Sheng saw Shen Chengping took a bite of the bowl of black paste, he curiously took a little with a spoon and carefully put it in his mouth. Seeing him running out of the fasting hall covering his mouth, the sound of vomiting came later.

After a while, Wang Sheng came back and drank two sips of soup before leaving, but Shen Chengping looked at Wang Sheng's untouched black porridge, turned his head to look at Senior Brother Zhao, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, Wang Sheng I don’t want to drink that bowl, can I drink it?” The effect of this porridge can save me from exercising for a month, no matter how much it is too much.

Daoist Zhao obviously didn't expect that Shen Chengping would still be thinking about that bowl of porridge, so he nodded directly, but the old Taoist looked at Shen Chengping with a little deep meaning and a trace of satisfaction.

In the following twenty days, Senior Brother Zhao would prepare a bowl of black porridge for Shen Chengping every night, but two days ago, Shen Chengping knew that the black porridge had no effect on him, and if it was not good, Naturally, he was unwilling to endure the special taste. After explaining to Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zhao did not continue to prepare black porridge for Shen Chengping.

To say that the trees on the back mountain of Laoshan seem to be endless, every time they are cut down, the same trees will grow back the next day. Shen Chengping knows that this is probably the effect of magic, so he doesn't pay much attention to it. He is thinking about how to make it The old Taoist accepted himself as a personal disciple as soon as possible. In order not to attract attention, he did not practice Qi these days, but simply exercised the body with the methods in the Ruyi Heart Sutra. After practicing these, he can achieve astonishing divine power and a strong body.

Also thinking about this is Wang Sheng. Over the past few days, Wang Sheng's patience has been exhausted. If it wasn't for showing the old Taoist priest, he would not want to cut down trees at all. He is a scholar. He has never done this kind of rough work at all. He came here to learn fairy arts, not to learn how to chop trees and become a woodcutter.

After dinner that day, Shen Chengping was about to leave, but Xiaodaotong stopped him and said: "Master asked me to take you to see him!"

Hearing what Xiaodaotong said, Shen Chengping was overjoyed, but asked calmly, "Master wants to see me, did you tell me why?"

Xiao Daotong shook his head and said, "I don't know, Master just let me call you over."

Seeing that he couldn't find anything to ask, Shen Chengping didn't ask any further questions, followed Xiao Daotong to the main hall, saw the old Taoist sitting on a futon, and saluted, "Master, are you looking for me?"

"Sit." The old Taoist pointed to the futon on the ground.

Shen Chengping sat down cross-legged, and then listened to the old Taoist saying: "You have been in my Taoist temple for more than [-] days. I watched your daily behavior, and it is indeed a good material for Taoism. It's just that I still have a few questions. You have to study carefully." Answer me, don't hide anything!" Having said this, the old man's expression has become extraordinarily serious.

"Master, don't worry, I will know everything and say everything." Shen Chengping said.

"Okay, I see that you seem to have practiced a special method. You said it was a family tradition before. Now I will ask you again. Have you practiced in other schools?"

"The disciple has not joined any sect in this life, and before the master, no one in this life has accepted a disciple as a disciple!" Shen Chengping said with a serious expression.

Listening to Shen Chengping's words, the old Taoist stared at Shen Chengping seriously all the time, and after a while, he said slowly: "Okay, you did not lie just now, so I will accept you as a disciple!"

"Thank you, Master!" Shen Chengping saluted immediately.

"Well, you can enter my Taoist temple, which means you have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, but I still need to investigate carefully!" After finishing speaking, the old Taoist's eyes suddenly released two divine lights, shining on Shen Chengping, and after a while , the face of the old Taoist showed ecstasy, and he said repeatedly: "Well, well, I didn't expect you to be full of soul and strong in muscles and bones. I have never even heard of such a peerless talent. It is really amazing! Starting today , you are my eighth disciple, and today I give you the Daoist name Xuanzhenzi. You must remember that when you enter my Laoshan Shangqing Temple, you must respect the teacher, love the Taoist temple, do not make friends with treacherous men, do not fight each other from the same sect, do not help the evildoers, and do not Do not kill innocent people indiscriminately. If you let me know that you have violated these seven precepts in the future, I will clean up the family with my own hands!"

"Disciple, please remember." Compared with many strict sects, these sect rules are much looser, so Shen Chengping naturally agreed.

(End of this chapter)