Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

At this time, at the foot of a fairy mountain shrouded in fairy mist, a stream of light flashed, and two figures, one big and one small, appeared. They were Luo Shu and Yang Chan.

Looking up, I saw undulating mountains and clouds lingering among the mountains, like white ribbons gently floating.

The mountains in the distance are looming, as if they are a fairyland hidden in the clouds.

As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, Luo Shu sensed a familiar breath flying towards him.

After a while, a figure came in front of Luo Shu, dissipated the fairy light around him, and his face appeared.

The person who came was none other than the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. Luo Shu had not concealed his aura, so he was discovered by the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit as soon as he stepped into the fairy mountain.

"Junior brother, I heard from Uncle Jin Ling that you left Jin'ao Island to look for opportunities. When did you come back?" asked the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

Luo Shu bowed to the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and said softly:

"Hello, Senior Sister. I just came back not long ago. I came to see you for something."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Luo Shu raised his hand, pointed at Yang Chan and said:

"Sister, this is the disciple I found for you when I went down the mountain this time. Her name is Yang Chan. She is extremely talented and has great fortune."

"Senior sister has no disciples at the moment. Yang Chan's brother has been accepted as a disciple by junior brother, so I want her to become a disciple of senior sister."

After saying that, Luo Shu glanced at Yang Chan and motioned for Yang Chan to step forward and salute.

Although Yang Chan was small, she was very smart. When Luo Shu saw her, he realized that she had good eyesight. She immediately walked to the front of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, bowed respectfully, and said crisply:

"Chan'er pays homage to the Immortal Master. After hearing about his deeds, she feels respect for him and wants to become his disciple. I beg you to accept Chan'er as your disciple!"

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit looked at Yang Chan who was kneeling before her. At first sight, she thought that this little girl had a delicate face and watery eyes.

He thought that since he really didn't have any disciples, and the little girl had good talent, it would not be bad for her to become his disciple.

Then, the Holy Mother of Fire said:

"Since you are the disciple recommended by Junior Brother, Senior Sister will accept you. Yang Chan, I will accept you as my personal disciple and you will join my Jiejiao sect!"

When Luo Shu heard this, his brows raised with joy. Now that Yang Chan had become the senior sister's disciple, there would be no need for Nuwa to worry about anything.

Now that Yang Chan has a master, Yang Jian can rest assured to practice with him. Looking at the dazed Yang Chan, Luo Shu smiled and said:

"Yang Chan, why don't you pay homage to your master?"

Luo Shu's voice reached Yang Chan's ears. She looked at the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit with joy and excitedly performed the ceremony of paying homage to her.

Respectfully:

"Disciple Yang Chan, hello to Master!"

As Yang Chan bowed, the causal relationship between the Holy Mother of Fire and Yang Chan as master and disciple was thus connected.

Seeing this, the Holy Mother of Fire smiled and said:

"I now have a disciple. Disciple, get up and go meet your uncle. If it weren't for your uncle, you and I wouldn't be able to become master and disciple!"

"Yes, Master!"

Yang Chan turned around and bowed to Luo Shu, saying respectfully:

"Chan'er greets Uncle Master, thank you for your help to Chan'er and my brother, Chan'er will remember it in my heart!"

Seeing this, Luo Shu waved his hand and said softly:

"You are extremely gifted. You should practice diligently with me in the future. Don't slack off, or you will waste your talent."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chan looked serious, bowed to Luo Shu again, and said respectfully:

"Chan'er, remember what Uncle Master said and practice with all your heart!"

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit tapped lightly at the center of Yang Chan's brows, circulated her immortal power, and a spell sank into Yang Chan's sea of consciousness. She said softly:

"This is the Shangqing Immortal Method, which was taught by the Shangqing Saint of Jiejiao. It is also the method you will practice in the future. I will teach you this method today for you to comprehend."

Yang Chan bowed respectfully and said seriously:

"Thank you Master for teaching me. I will practice diligently and live up to your expectations!"

The Holy Mother of Fire nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"In addition, I have a few words to tell you. Since you have become my disciple, remember: one, do not betray the sect; two, always keep a righteous mind and do good deeds; three, guard your heart and distinguish right from wrong; four, respect your teachers and abide by the rules of the sect."

"Disciple will remember the master's teachings and strictly abide by the sect rules!" Yang Chan said solemnly.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit nodded with satisfaction, waved her hand, and took out a long sword engraved with delicate patterns. A faint light flowed on the sword body, as if it contained the mysteries between heaven and earth.

"This is the Flowing Light Sword. A faint light flows through the sword, as if it contains the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, hence the name."

"This middle-grade spiritual treasure was once given to me by your master, Taoist Duobao. Now, I will give it to you to use for self-defense."

Yang Chan took the Liuguang Sword with great joy. Regardless of the power of the sword, at least the sword body was exquisite and the appearance was gorgeous. At first glance, Yang Chan fell in love with the sword.

"Thank you Master for the treasure!" Yang Chan bowed to the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit with gratitude.

Luo Shu, who was standing by, saw the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit wave her hand and produce a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, and thought to himself:

"As expected of the disciple of the first treasure-hunting rat in the prehistoric world, you are so generous! It's worth it for Yang Chan to become my disciple. At least I don't have to worry about not having any spiritual treasures to use!"

After all, the book next door describes that Duobao Taoist has countless magical weapons. Although their quality is average, there are too many of them!

When fighting against others, he would just throw out a wave of acquired spiritual treasures and detonate them. The power was quite strong. Who could withstand this?

The Taoist Duobao here is naturally not weak either. He has countless spiritual treasures. Although he is not extravagant enough to detonate the spiritual treasures to fight the enemy, the number should not be underestimated.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit looked at Luo Shu and said:

"Junior brother, since we have understood this matter, I will take Yang Chan back to the cave. From now on, I will guide you in your cultivation."

Seeing this, Luo Shu said softly:

"Sister, I passed by a fairy mountain on this trip and picked many spiritual roots and fruits. I'd like to give some to you. Please accept them."

After saying that, Luo Shu waved his hand, and a pile of spiritual fruits and roots appeared in front of him.

When the Fire Spirit Mother saw this scene, she was also shocked. Some of these spiritual roots and fruits were of high quality, and her junior brother actually gave her so many.

However, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit would not refuse. The fact that she could take out so much meant that Luo Shu had more left, so she said:

"Thank you, Junior Brother. I'll accept it!"

After saying this, the Fire Spirit Mother waved her hands and put the spiritual fruits and roots into her pocket.

"Sister, I'm leaving now!"

Luo Shu bowed to the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, then turned and left.

"Well, take care, Junior Brother!"

When the Fire Spirit Mother saw Luo Shu’s figure disappear from the spot, she turned to look at Yang Chan, waved her hand, and brought Yang Chan back to her cave.

At the same time, far away in the chaos, in the central hall of the Wahuang Palace.

The goddess Nuwa sat upright on a cushion, her whole body overflowing with spiritual energy and surrounded by the charm of Taoism. She was dignified and elegant, with a beautiful face.

Her eyes were deep and bright, as if they contained endless wisdom and compassion, which made people feel awe involuntarily.

Suddenly, a hint of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she murmured to herself:

"Hmm? Why do I feel like there is a break in cause and effect?"

After saying this, he deduced for a while but still couldn't come to a conclusion. Now that the catastrophe is about to begin and the secrets of heaven are not revealed, even a saint cannot figure out the reason.

"Forget it! Now that it's broken, it has nothing to do with me!"

After she finished speaking, Nuwa closed her beautiful eyes again and returned to her unique temperament. She had the majesty and solemnity of a mother of the country, yet still had the gentleness and gracefulness of a woman, which made people admire her and feel very close to her.