Junior Uncle is too cunning.

Ling Xian'er followed behind Dao Lin, listening to her new master's instructions, "Xian'er, your master is going out for a while. You should learn from your junior uncle for a few days and get familiar with him. But you have to be careful. Your junior uncle is a bit unreliable, but he's a good person. He's just a bit irresponsible. You must choose the good aspects of him and follow them."

Ling Xian'er nodded obediently, and soon followed Dao Lin to the outside of a courtyard. Dao Lin made a gesture towards the courtyard gate, and a semi-circular light screen appeared around the courtyard, covering the entire courtyard to the ground. A small wooden figure slowly rose from the ground at the gate. Its body was made of yellowish-gray wood, except for two red square blocks on its head, which blinked and asked, "Please enter the command!"

"10086"

Dao Lin rattled off a string of numbers with practiced ease, indicating he was a regular here. After speaking, he introduced the place to Ling Xian'er, saying, "This is your junior uncle's personal research institute. Doesn't it look quite interesting? That was the password just now. You must remember it, but never tell anyone else. Your junior uncle came up with all of this. I don't know how he came up with it."

"Incorrect password. You have two more chances," the wooden man interrupted Dao Lin's rambling, his metallic voice sounding somewhat mocking.

Dao Lin was a little embarrassed. He glanced at Ling Xian'er and explained in a flustered manner, "I must have remembered it wrong. Let me try again."

“10LQKJ”

"Incorrect password. You have one more chance. If you enter the wrong password again, the computer will shut down automatically."

Dao Lin touched the cold sweat that hadn't appeared on his forehead, somewhat afraid to look at his disciple, and gritted his teeth to try again.

"Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger, Chicken Stew with Mushrooms".

"Incorrect password, automatic shutdown."

Dao Lin had been sitting on the ground for a while, and he felt that the trust between master and disciple was declining sharply. That brat Fu Sheng must have changed the password again, without even saying anything in advance.

"Well, your junior uncle might have changed his password again recently. I forgot it. He does too, he changes it every day. I'll just send him a telepathic message and ask him to come out and meet us."

Ling Xian'er nodded calmly, finding it somewhat amusing to watch the wooden figure return to the ground.

Dao Lin felt incredibly embarrassed. It had been so long since he'd felt his face burning; he really missed that feeling. He quickly made a few hand seals, said, "I'm outside, open the door quickly," and transformed into a beam of light, flashing into the light screen.

Chen Fusheng felt a tickling sensation on his scalp. He had just raised his hand when he saw Lu Ling'er looking at him, so he slowly lowered his hand again. That's the downside of being a teacher.

Yesterday was already a miserable day for me. Not only was I fined 100,000 spirit stones by the old man Lingzi, but I also had to spend three years in seclusion in the Cold Wind Cave. Seclusion was a minor matter, but the Cold Wind Cave was a place that the disciples of the Lingbao Sect feared.

Its main purpose is to serve as a place for punishing disciples. It is located at the bottom of the shady side of Yuanyang Peak. Not only is the cave filled with ice all year round, but every half hour, a gust of wind blows through it, carrying ice. Ordinary people would die within a short time. Even someone with cultivation like him would feel uncomfortable if he stayed there for too long and would need to use his true energy to resist it at all times.

The good news was that, thanks to the pleading of his second senior sister, Dao Ling, the requirement to stay in the cave for one year every ten years was changed to installment payments. Of course, Dao Ling had her own conditions. That very night, she sent over the little Ling'er in front of her, leaving Chen Fusheng somewhat bewildered.

Once Dao Ling explained, he understood. Dao Ling herself was breaking through a barrier and needed to continue her seclusion to advance. Among the other fellow disciples, the eldest brother usually needed to help their master with some sect affairs, and she was too embarrassed to ask Dao Lin for help. He had only met the third brother, Dao Ming, once since he entered the sect, and he had been away training for many years. The seventh brother had been in seclusion for decades without any progress. Therefore, the responsibility of being a temporary caretaker fell on him.

Of course, Chen Fusheng felt that his second senior sister, Dao Ling, hadn't thought that much about it. She had her sights set on him directly, and left Lu Ling'er behind. Sigh, having a senior sister like Dao Ling, he didn't know what to say. It was only because of Dao Ling; otherwise, given his personality, he would have avoided such things as far away as possible.

"Ling'er, do you know what Qi is? Qi is..."

"I'm outside, open the door quickly."

Chen Fusheng finally got started, but was suffocated by Dao Lin's telepathic message. "It's that unscrupulous senior brother again," he thought, following the principle that no one visits a temple without a reason, and decided to ignore him.

However, looking at Lu Ling'er in front of him, in order to leave her with the impression of brotherhood and friendship, he helplessly spread his hands, took out a Nokia phone, pressed one of the four buttons on it, and handed it to Lu Ling'er to take a look, "This is a remote control, you can command from a distance."

At this moment, Dao Lin and his companion walked in. Lu Ling'er quickly stood up, and Chen Fusheng casually said, "Ling'er, this is your senior uncle, whom you met yesterday."

"Ling'er greets her senior uncle," she said softly, her eyes filled with joy as she looked at Ling Xian'er behind Dao Lin.

"Hmm, not bad. This is a storage bag made by my senior uncle. Consider it a gift." Dao Lin generously took out another storage bag. Chen Fusheng watched Lu Ling'er happily rummaging through it, pursed his lips, and transmitted his voice, "Senior brother, you really know how to 'live frugally,' still the same old trick." He remembered how happy he was when he received a storage bag from his senior brother. After all, he had only heard of it before, and later realized that this thing was worthless now. One spirit stone could buy a dozen of them.

"Hmm, as an elder brother, I do have an apprentice now, so I have to be careful with my life. Otherwise, what will happen to Xiao Xian'er?"

Dao Lin pointed to Chen Fusheng and said to Ling Xian'er, "This is your junior uncle. He is the closest to me in the sect. If you need anything in the future, just ask him."

Chen Fusheng's dislike for Dao Lin deepened. He couldn't be too rude in front of the two juniors, but he was a little annoyed. "Senior brother, you truly deserve to be the head steward of our Lingbao Sect."

Ling Xian'er gave a slight bow and called out, "Junior Martial Aunt".

"You flatter me," Dao Lin said with a smile, then looked at Xian'er. Chen Fusheng reluctantly took out two dresses from his sleeve, one red and one white, with a wavy line around the round edge and a few small diamonds hanging from the line, making them look exceptionally beautiful. He handed the white one to Ling Xian'er and the red one to Lu Ling'er. These dresses were made for them just yesterday.

"I don't have anything else, so I made a piece of clothing for each of you. Take a look and see if it fits."

Before Lu Ling'er and Ling Xian'er could even reach out, Dao Lin had already snatched them away, stuffing the red one into Ling'er's hand and giving the white one to Xian'er.

"Hurry up and thank your uncle. This is a top-grade mortal-level spiritual garment. It can usually only be torn by experts at the Dao Integration level or above. Moreover, it has the effect of repelling water and preventing poison."

Upon hearing this, Xian'er and Ling'er's eyes lit up. They thanked her happily and held the item in their hands, reluctant to put it down. Even Xian'er's eyes shone with delight.

Dao Lin smiled. His disciple was good in every way, except that she was too aloof. Actually, this was a good thing for cultivating immortality, but she was still young. He felt she would be better off smiling more.

"Junior brother, your weapon-refining skills have improved again. What is your success rate in refining top-grade mortal-level weapons now?"

"About 50 or 60%", Chen Fusheng gave an ambiguous answer. In fact, he had already reached 90% in refining ordinary-grade top-quality items some time ago. Keeping half of everything hidden has always been his principle.

"Fifth or sixth level? It seems you really have a chance to refine a postnatal spiritual treasure at the mortal realm stage. Our Spirit Treasure Sect is about to produce another master craftsman." Dao Lin looked at Chen Fusheng with some admiration. In fact, when it comes to refining top-grade mortal treasures, he is now higher than Chen Fusheng. He has even refined one or two postnatal spiritual treasures. However, he is at the True Immortal realm and has cultivated for thousands of years, while Chen Fusheng is only a hundred years old.

The Lingbao Sect, as its name suggests, is a sect specializing in weapon crafting. Compared to the disciples of the Human Sect who excel in alchemy and the disciples of the Intercepting Sect who are skilled in array formations, the Lingbao Sect, which inherits the teachings of the Chan Sect, is naturally most adept at weapon crafting. After all, Yuanshi Tianzun was the number one weapon crafter in the prehistoric world. Guang Chengzi, who is now famous on the Immortal God Ranking, possesses the Fantian Seal, a renowned magic weapon personally crafted by Yuanshi Tianzun. As a weapon crafting sect, everyone there actually has some skill in weapon crafting.

However, it is extremely difficult to refine an acquired spiritual treasure at the mortal realm stage. After all, innate spiritual treasures are very rare, and only those above the Golden Immortal level can unleash their power. Immortals below the Golden Immortal level mostly use acquired spiritual treasures, and there are not many people in the Spirit Treasure Sect who can refine acquired spiritual treasures.

Dao Lin looked at Xian'er and said to Chen Fusheng, "Senior brother needs to go out for a while. You will take care of Xian'er for a while."

"Hmm?" Chen Fusheng looked at Dao Lin with a puzzled expression. "Senior Brother, didn't you just return a while ago?"

“The border between humans and demons has been quite turbulent lately. A few days ago, a junior brother from Sword Peak disappeared without a trace. Yesterday, his life tablet cracked. Several other sects also had disciples from the Immortal Realm suddenly die. My master asked me to investigate.”

Chen Fusheng frowned and said worriedly, "Then you must be careful, senior brother. By the way, take this. It can save your life in an emergency." He then took out a storage bag and handed it over.

Dao Lin was somewhat moved, but he was still confident in his own strength. Although Chen Fusheng was a genius, he didn't think he had anything he could use. Nevertheless, he accepted it and took it out to look at it. It was a green oval iron ball with a silk thread attached to it and a small loop on the thread.

"When you use it, just pull the small ring and throw it at the enemy. But don't get too close, or you might blow yourself up."

Dao Lin found it amusing, nodded, and accepted it. "Alright, then I'll be going now. By the way, Xian'er, please be more careful and don't be so forgetful all the time."

As Chen Fusheng watched Dao Lin leave, he vaguely sensed the smell of a conspiracy. In the current world, three of the six saints are on the side of the human race. Now the demon race actually dares to take the initiative to provoke trouble. It is impossible. Alas, a storm is coming!

He turned to look at Ling Xian'er and Lu Ling'er, a bitter smile on his lips, "One sheep can lead two sheep, and that's also a substitute."

"Alright, let's officially begin our first lesson in cultivation today."