There is no future for menial disciples? I draw talismans to achieve immortality

Leng Mei looked at Xu Changshou indifferently, giving him a huge sense of oppression.

"I want to see what's different about him! You, raise your head!"

"Master, please don't blame Brother Changshou."

Li Linger was also panicked. It seemed that she only realized at this time that she had said the wrong thing, causing Leng Mei to have a bad influence on Xu Changshou.

Xu Changshou slowly raised his head, but still didn't dare to look Leng Mei in the eye. He said calmly, "Reporting to Grandmaster, I am not any different. Before Uncle Li came to the sect, I protected her for a while. Later, it was I who brought Uncle Li into the sect. Uncle Li is grateful to me, so..."

Having said this, Xu Changshou said no more.

His words were very clever, emphasizing that he had been Li Ling'er's guide.

It was he who brought Li Ling'er into the Immortal Gate, and Li Ling'er was grateful to him.

After saying this, he clearly felt the pressure on him lessen, and looked at Li Daotu with a cold brow: "Junior Brother Li, is what this boy said true?"

Li Daitu clasped his fists and said solemnly, "Reporting to Uncle Leng, this is absolutely true. Changshou was indeed Ling'er's guide."

At this time, Li Daitu would definitely side with Xu Changshou.

"I see!"

Leng Mei looked understanding.

Li Ling'er was young and did not understand the way of cultivation, so she regarded her guide Xu Changshou as a more important person. She did not know that Xu Changshou was just a menial disciple, and his status was completely different from Li Ling'er's.

If he hadn't been Li Ling'er's guide, the two of them would have never met in their lives.

"Ling'er, come!"

Leng Mei took Li Ling'er's hand, pulled her closer, and said in a friendly manner, "When you enter Taiyi Peak, you will make new friends. You can forget about this person. He is just a menial disciple. You are not from the same world at all."

"No!"

Li Linger shook her head firmly: "Master, I will never forget Brother Changshou. Brother Changshou has always been the best to me..."

Leng Mei frowned: "Nonsense, since you have become my disciple, he should call you uncle. From now on, you can't call him brother!"

"But, he is Brother Changshou..."

"Ling'er, don't talk back."

Li Ling'er was about to say something, but Li Daotu quickly stopped her.

Li Ling'er curled her lips and said, "Grandpa, why don't you let me call you Brother Changshou?"

Li Daotu said seriously: "A country has its own laws, and a family has its own rules. You have become a disciple of Uncle Leng, and you are the long-lived uncle in terms of seniority. You must not make the mistake of seniority."

"Humph!"

Li Linger snorted coldly, turned her angry little head away, and looked like she didn't care about anyone.

"OK OK!"

Leng Mei smiled, patted Li Ling'er's head, and said soothingly: "Ling'er, if you want to call him brother, then just call him brother."

In order to take care of his beloved disciple's feelings, Leng Mei had to give in.

She understood that in Li Linger's eyes, she might not be as good as this menial disciple.

At this time, of course, he had to go along with Li Linger. If Li Linger was really angry and there was a rift between the master and the disciple, then things would be bad.

In Leng Mei's opinion, Xu Changshou was just a passer-by in Li Linger's life. When she was older and her cultivation level surpassed Xu Changshou, Li Linger would automatically distance herself from Xu Changshou even if Leng Mei didn't say anything.

"Really? Thank you, Master!"

Li Ling'er immediately beamed and asked, "Master, can I come and play with Brother Changshou more often in the future?"

"Forehead……"

Leng Mei thought for a moment and said, "You are allowed to meet once every three months."

It can be seen that at this time, Li Linger is still very dependent on Xu Changshou. If they are refused to meet, it will definitely affect Li Linger's cultivation progress.

Let them see each other once every three months first, and then they will gradually become more distant.

"Only three months!" Li Ling'er pouted, seeming very dissatisfied with seeing each other only once every three months.

Leng Mei smiled and said, "Ling'er, you will understand Master's good intentions in the future. Maybe one day, you will even dislike this menial disciple."

"Will not!"

Li Ling'er shook her head and said firmly, "I will never dislike Brother Changshou. Never."

Hearing her say this, a complex expression flashed across Xu Changshou's face.

In the future, the gap between him and Li Ling'er will become bigger and bigger. Will Li Ling'er really not dislike him?

Thinking of this, Li Changshou shook his head secretly. Even he himself did not believe that one day, when Li Linger became a great cultivator in the foundation-building stage, she would still follow him around like a tall brother Changshou.

"It's up to you, little brother. Let's continue with the apprenticeship ceremony."

Leng Mei shook his head slightly, as if mocking Li Linger's naivety.

Huang Tianlang stood up and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Ling'er, come and serve tea to your master."

"Master, please drink tea!"

"Good, good, good disciple!"

"The ceremony is over, thank you, Master!"

After serving tea, Li Linger kowtowed to Leng Mei again.

"Ling'er, this is the lower-grade magical instrument Hunyuan Ling. It's a meeting gift from your master."

Leng Mei slapped the storage bag, and a three-foot red silk fell into Li Linger's hand.

"Thank you, Master."

"go!"

Leng Mei fluttered his sleeves and took Li Linger into the air.

A Jindan master is a Jindan master. He doesn’t even need to fly with a sword. He can fly in the air directly.

Watching Leng Mei disappear in the clouds, Xu Changshou clenched his fists in his sleeves: Leng Mei, when my golden elixir is fully developed, I will definitely avenge you for today's humiliation!

At this moment, Xu Changshou's eyes were more determined than ever before.

Not only does he need to build a foundation, but he also needs to condense the elixir.

Even if it means death, we must move forward.

"Master Li, congratulations. I have something else to do and will not stay any longer."

"Junior Brother Li, see you later."

"Junior Brother Li, goodbye!"

Huang Tianlang and others came to the yard, summoned their flying swords, and soared into the air one by one.

Everyone dispersed.

Xu Changshou returned to his own courtyard and went into seclusion to practice.

After two and a half months of seclusion, Xu Changshou came out, asked for leave from Li Daitu, and then went straight to Pingyang Market.

Two thousand miles west of the Green Immortal Sect, there is a small market town. This market town was jointly built by the Green Immortal Sect and the Hehuan Sect.

It is called Pingyang Market. It is not only a market, but also a fairy post station. Here, there are long-distance high-speed flying boats that can reach other fairy gates.

In the Green Immortal Sect, there are no long-distance high-speed flying boats.

Not to mention the Green Immortal Sect, no other sect would dare to place a long-distance, high-speed flying boat at their doorstep.

too dangerous.

If an enemy were to launch a surprise attack on a long-distance, high-speed flying boat, we would be caught off guard.

For the strategic security of the sect, long-distance high-speed flying boats are generally set up thousands of miles away from the sect.

The Green Immortal Sect and the Hehuan Sect are relatively close to each other, and the two families share a long-distance high-speed flying boat. The profits generated are divided equally between the two families.

When Pingyang Market was first established, the two major sects fought hard in pursuit of maximizing profits.

The order in Pingyang Market is basically stable now, but there are still frequent incidents of disciples from two factions fighting for interests.

Usually, it is the disciples who fight, and the elders do not show up. At most, the great cultivators who have established their foundation will take action.

There are struggles, but they are within a controllable range, and we maintain a discord between the appearance and the heart.