Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Indeed, as the body grows, it can bear more "divine" power.

"Does that mean you can't learn without a master?"

Hearing Master Huang's regretful words, Li Muxuan, who was standing to the side, blinked and then called out.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 22 [Connecting to the Netherworld]

He had just witnessed the fight between Jingming and Xia Liuqing and was eager to learn that technique.

At the time, he didn't want to become this old man's apprentice!

“My husband used to teach me.”

There are two kinds of people who teach others: one is called a master, and the other is called a teacher.

"Since Master Huang values ​​talent so much, why not become a teacher?"

As he spoke, Li Muxuan opened his big, dark eyes and came to Jingming's side.

When Li Muxuan was "pretending," he gave people a very good impression.

"Teacher?"

Upon hearing Li Muxuan's words, Master Huang stood there pondering.

The disciples, including Xia Liuqing, remained silent, simply waiting for their master's decision.

Li Muxuan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth in response.

The old man looked at Jingming several times with a mixture of admiration and regret. He just couldn't believe that the old man wouldn't take the opportunity he had given him!

He was just unsure whether the old man would take him along.

Although this old man had previously wanted to take me as his apprentice!

"Young man, what do you think if I were to become your teacher?"

After a long silence, Master Huang finally spoke.

A good disciple is hard to come by, especially one with such talent and character.

Since I can't be a master, being a teacher is still pretty good.

"Disciple Zhao Dezhu greets Master."

Upon hearing Master Huang's words, Jingming bowed deeply to him.

He didn't dislike Master Huang, and his "Lotus Dharma Body" came from the divine mask.

Even the subsequent "unstained" was created because of Master Huang's Nuo dance.

The teacher's bow was indeed appropriate.

Upon hearing Jingming's direct acceptance of the apprenticeship, Li Muxuan blinked slightly before turning his gaze to Master Huang.

No, what about me?

Didn't you want to take me as your apprentice before?

Why aren't you saying a word now? At least say something!

However, Master Huang's gaze did not linger on Li Muxuan at all.

This child has a wild and unruly personality. If we only teach him skills but not how to be a good person, what if he grows up to be a bad person? Wouldn't that just add to his sins?

"Please wait a moment, teacher. I'll go back and let my family know."

"Send over the tuition fee."

Under Master Huang's satisfied gaze, Jingming bowed once more and then ran back to his home.

Seeing that even the main character, Jingming, had run away, Li Muxuan had no choice but to go back with her.

"It was clearly my idea, so why won't this old man accept it?"

All the way, Li Muxuan kept muttering this sentence to Jingming.

"If you really want to become an apprentice, just kowtow to me."

"I think the teacher will definitely accept you."

Faced with Li Muxuan's buzzing complaints, Jingming's lips twitched involuntarily, and he casually replied with a retort.

"That won't do. Kowtowing and becoming an apprentice makes you a master."

"If I become an apprentice here, how will I ever become an apprentice of the Great Ying Immortal?"

"No, no, I'll wait a little longer."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan immediately denied them three times in a row, and then stopped nagging.

With peace and quiet restored, Jingming quickly returned to the Zhao residence and explained the matter to Zhao's father and mother.

"Did you take on a teacher?"

After listening to Jingming's words, Zhao's father nodded slightly.

He had a good impression of Master Huang, considering him a virtuous person, and there was nothing wrong with his son becoming Master Huang's teacher.

"Now that you've become my disciple, I'll go prepare the apprenticeship gift today and then we'll deliver it together."

Under the questioning gaze of Zhao's mother, Zhao's father nodded and agreed to the matter.

"Thank you for your kindness, Father."

Upon hearing Zhao's father's words, Jingming smiled and grinned at Zhao's father and mother.

"Okay, you and your mother wait here. I'll go prepare the apprenticeship gift for you."

Mr. Zhao returned the smile, then stood up from his chair and walked towards his own storeroom.

"Zhu'er, what kind of person is this teacher?"

Zhao's mother, who remained in the main hall, inquired about Jingming's specific situation.

Jingming patiently answered these questions without showing the slightest impatience.

Parents should plan far ahead for their children.

Soon, Zhao's father returned to the main hall carrying a gift box and a jar of wine.

"Mother, I'm leaving."

Jingming walked quickly to Zhao's father's side, took the wine jar with both hands, greeted Zhao's mother, and then followed behind Zhao's father toward the opera troupe's tent.

"Brother Huang!"

"Brother Zhao!"

In the backstage tent of the opera troupe, Zhao's father and the troupe leader Huang smiled at each other, and then bowed to each other.

"Haha, we hit it off yesterday, I never expected to have such a coincidence today."

Father Zhao spoke first, laughing.

"I also truly admire your son, such a talented and beautiful young man."

Hearing Zhao's father's words, Master Huang also smiled and said.

"It's just that my knowledge is limited and I can't compare to the masters of the Sanyi Sect, but I'm more than willing to take on the role of teacher!"

Master Huang smiled and led Zhao's father and Jingming to the prepared venue.

Then Master Huang and Zhao's father sat down together, while Jingming held a cup and came to Master Huang's side.

Not far away, Li Muxuan and Xia Liuqing stood there like good brothers, pointing and gesturing at Jingming.

"Teacher, please have some tea!"

Jingming held a cup of tea with both hands and respectfully presented it to Master Huang.

"it is good!"

Seeing the tea that Jingming brought over, Master Huang laughed as he accepted it and then took a sip with a smile.

After finishing his tea, Master Huang put the teacup in his robes, reached into his robes, and quickly pulled out a piece of brocade as thin as a cicada's wing, without any color.

"This is our sect's cultivation method, the Divine Mask."

"This is a magical artifact, its function is to collect the power of 'spiritual faith' to transform into gods."

"Since you have become my disciple, I will naturally pass on the cultivation methods of our sect to you."

"Come closer and listen to me."

Amidst the envious or approving gazes of the other opera troupe members, Jingming stepped forward and accepted the brocade from Master Huang's hand. He then bowed and stood beside Master Huang.

For the entire duration of an incense stick's burning, Master Huang spoke while Jingming listened.

"Do you remember everything?"

Finally, Master Huang sat up straight and asked Jingming.

"Thank you, Master, for imparting the teachings. I have memorized them all."