The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 272 Granting Soldiers
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Tianpeng laughed, a warm smile on his face that made people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

Ding Lin was stunned for a moment. For a brief instant, he was also somewhat dazed, instinctively feeling that the person in front of him was a kind and benevolent elder, not his superior... But he quickly snapped out of this illusion. His expression remained unchanged, and he continued to be respectful, but alarm bells began to ring in his mind.

Since the moon is no longer visible, this is a convenient way to win people's hearts and get back on track quickly.

As expected, someone who can become a marshal is no ordinary person.

They truly separate their careers from their personal lives.

Ding Lin thought to himself, but on the surface he appeared even more respectful: "This wine is full of spiritual energy. Just one cup is equivalent to more than ten days of my hard training. It must be some kind of extraordinary spiritual object!"

“Come, sit down,” Tianpeng said again.

Ding Lin was a little reserved. He put down his wine glass, his face showing hesitation, but he still sat down on the side of the stone table.

After realizing it.

Ding Lin looked at Tian Peng again and, sure enough, he noticed something amiss in the subtle expressions between Tian Peng's eyebrows and eyes.

“You only talk about its spiritual energy, but not its taste,” Tianpeng chuckled. “It seems this wine and fruit doesn’t taste very good.”

"This humble general prefers strong liquor, so this wine is indeed a bit bland," Ding Lin said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Do you know what kind of wine this is?" Tianpeng asked.

"Hmm?" Ding Lin seemed to be taken aback for a moment. "Is there any special significance to this wine? I have only recently entered the Heavenly Court and do not know."

"This is the nectar and jade liquid produced in Yaochi!" After Tianpeng finished speaking, he began to silently observe Ding Lin.

"This...this is unbelievable..." Ding Lin seemed to be greatly shocked. "Marshal, this humble general did not know..."

"Even the finest wine is just a cup of alcohol. It may have some effect on you, but for me, it's just bland and tasteless. I don't really appreciate it."

Tianpeng seemed to have made a connection to something, paused for a moment, and then continued.

"Furthermore, you have only been in heaven for a short time. The Peach Banquet will be held soon. With your current rank, you are qualified to attend. You will also have a share of this fine wine. I will give you some to taste first, so as not to disappoint you later."

In the course of their conversation, the distance between them had been subtly reduced.

First, treat the virtuous and talented with respect, then have heart-to-heart talks, and finally you can win their loyalty.

Tianpeng had been observing Ding Lin for a year. He always came quietly without deliberately revealing his presence. Every time he saw Ding Lin, the latter was conscientious and dutiful. Tianpeng had no idea that Ding Lin could barely sense his whereabouts.

Perhaps out of confidence as a superior, Tianpeng never actively sensed Ding Lin when he flew past in his escape light. Sometimes, the more advantageous one is, the easier it is to overlook things, like being blinded by a leaf and not seeing Mount Tai.

After observing for a year, Tianpeng finally felt that this newly arrived deputy general could be formally brought under his command.

"Even so, it is still a generous gift from the Marshal," Ding Lin said, as if he had just come to his senses from his current identity.

“I have seen your hard work this year, but these fifty men are your personal guards, assigned to you according to regulations. Guarding the temple is my personal matter. Your personal guards cannot be used for your own purposes, but I use them for my own purposes. Do you have any complaints against me?” Tianpeng said.

"Serving under the Marshal, I naturally obey orders without question, regardless of whether it's public or private!" Ding Lin replied without hesitation. Tianpeng was even more satisfied.

“That may be true, but it still doesn’t conform to the rules,” Tianpeng said. “Here’s what we’ll do: tomorrow, have Xin Jia go to the main camp and take the remaining fifty men from his original hundred-man squad…”

"Let's bring a hundred-man squad and divide them into two shifts to be stationed here. It's not good to let the soldiers get too tired and have no time to train."

"Your fifty personal guards will remain yours. Treat them well; they will be your foundation for the future. The Tianpeng Temple will be guarded by this new hundred-man team, still under your command. Just handle official business as usual," Tianpeng advised earnestly.

Is this giving him the command of an extra hundred men?
"Thank you, Marshal!" Ding Lin bowed.

"No need to thank me, this is just the usual practice." Tianpeng waved his hand. "Besides, I only come back once every few months. There's nothing good in this Tianpeng Temple, so there's really no need to guard it. It's more for show."

"What I'm saying is that you don't need to do everything yourself like you do now. Just delegate things to your subordinates. Spend some time focusing on your own cultivation. You must know that no matter what, your own cultivation is the foundation."

Tianpeng suddenly fell silent as he spoke.

Yes, spiritual practice is the key.

Everyone knows him as Marshal Tianpeng, who commands 300,000 celestial river naval troops, the head of the Four Saints of the North Pole, and a high-ranking official of the Heavenly Court, holding a position of great power and influence!

He cultivated the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, and his aura was meticulous. No one who had not reached the Great Luo level could see through his cultivation realm. Everyone thought that he had already achieved the Taiyi Scattered Number!
Only he himself knew that his cultivation had not progressed at all for many years. Not to mention the Taiyi realm, he had not even reached the end of the Golden Immortal realm.

Those official positions and titles are nothing more than layers of falsehood bestowed upon them out of respect for their master and senior brothers.

But the fake will eventually be exposed.

Master is serene and inactive. Even if that day comes, as long as it doesn't endanger his life, Master probably won't care. He will only say that the Tao follows nature, and only after experiencing tribulations can one see the truth.

How much longer can he hold on? The Jade Emperor has used fame and fortune to adorn himself with this vanity, all in the hopes of getting something from his master and senior brothers. He has gradually realized that he can get nothing by trying to get things from him. What will he do then?
If she wears this mask for too long, and one day takes it off, losing all her respect, she...

How will they view themselves?
In an instant, my thoughts were in turmoil.

But Tianpeng quickly broke free, stopped thinking wildly, and dared not think any further. He gently patted Ding Lin's shoulder and said earnestly, "Achieve Golden Immortal status as soon as possible. I intend to make great use of you!"

"Marshal's great kindness, this humble general... this humble general is willing to follow your lead and serve you with my life!" Ding Lin's lips trembled, seemingly extremely excited. He controlled himself slightly, his voice low, and he bowed deeply.

He leaned forward, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

An unexpected surprise.

Although it was just a polite remark, with Tianpeng's words as an endorsement, even if Ding Lin were to be directly confronted by Tianpeng in his future cultivation, there would be room for maneuver.

"What use do I need you to do my duty? Just do your job well!" Before Ding Ning could even bow down completely, he felt a pair of large hands supporting his shoulders and straightening him up little by little. When he straightened up, he saw Tianpeng's solemn and majestic face.

"marshal……"

Ding Lin knew that he had been accepted by Tianpeng.

At this moment, both sides are heading towards each other.

(End of this chapter)