Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 436 Master is everyone's master
Below the platform, the master and apprentice had nothing to do, listening to the clattering noises from the other side, but dared not go out to intervene.

So we just chatted idly here.

Zhang Ze has been appearing and disappearing mysteriously lately, and today marks the first time he has refreshed his status.

Old Li was also curious about the acquired Dao body, and after chatting for a while, the topic was steered towards that.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ze reached into his robes, rubbed his hands for a while, and then rolled out a small ball.

"Look, this is the Acquired Dao Pill. It is the foundation and the catalyst for cultivating the Acquired Dao Body."

It is the size of a longan, gray in color, and odorless.

Old Li took it, examined it for a moment, and then asked, "Where did you come from?"

Without hesitation, Zhang Ze answered, "Armpit."

"?"

Old Li looked disgusted and quickly removed it from his nose, trying to stuff the acquired Dao pill into Zhang Ze's mouth.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ze resisted for a moment, and after the Dao Dan made contact with Zhang Ze's arm, it melted into him like water.

Old Li, "You can take it back?"

“That’s right, it’s just like rolling out a ball of mud. If you can roll it out, you can also roll it back out.” As he spoke, Zhang Ze poked with his fingertip, and the Acquired Dao Pill reappeared on his fingertip.

Old Li, "You can rub it out from anywhere?"

Zhang Ze: "Yes."

Old Li, "Then why were you picking your armpit just now?"

Zhang Ze: "I was just feeling itchy, so I did it on the spur of the moment."

Old Li, “…”

"Master, let me show you something fun." With that, Zhang Ze snapped his fingers like a magician, and the Acquired Dao Pill in his hand disappeared.

Then, Zhang Ze reached behind Old Li's ear, pretended to squeeze it, and took the Acquired Dao Pill back into his hand.

"Isn't it fun, Master? You can even come out from the other side," Zhang Ze said with a grin.

Looking at his apprentice who was joking around with him, Old Li tapped him on the head.

Old Li, "Stop fooling around, let's talk about serious matters. Don't you think your Acquired Dao Pill looks a bit like something?"

Zhang Ze, "Like what?"

Old Li, "Shi Dan."

Zhang Ze didn't understand at first, "What is Shi Dan?"

Seeing Zhang Ze's bewildered expression, Old Li tapped him on the head again, too lazy to say anything more about it.

“Go home and think about it yourself. Tell me about the methods for cultivating the acquired body first.”

Old Li reached under Zhang Ze's buttocks and pulled out the textbook that had been used as a cushion.

"Oh, that's how it is, Master, look here," Zhang Ze quickly explained to his master.

Facing his master, Zhang Ze felt no pressure and spoke fluently. After several exchanges, the acquired Dao pill he had taken from under his armpit established a link with Old Li.

This feeling is wonderful. Unlike the traditional way of controlling qi and objects, this little ball feels like an extension of the body.

Completely independent of spiritual energy, the small ball floated up from Old Li's fingertips.

After closing his eyes and pondering for a moment, Old Li said, "Although it doesn't require spiritual energy, the feeling is somewhat similar to flying on a sword. I think this teaching material can be revised."

"There is no fixed procedure. Instead, it is left to the cultivator to feel and imagine what it is, and that is what it is."

"That might make things easier."

After saying that, Old Li made a sword gesture, and the small ball drew a circle and smashed a small hole in the ground.

Zhang Ze thought about it and felt it made a lot of sense, so he raised his hand and wiped the textbook, making changes on the spot.

Anyway, this textbook was compiled this morning, so it's no problem to make some changes.

"Continue, what should we do next?" Old Li continued after Zhang Ze finished making the changes.

"The next step should be like this," Zhang Ze said, forming a complex hand seal, "connecting the Heavenly Gate, with the Spiritual Platform as the root."

Below the platform, the master and disciple sat discussing the Dao, continuing to refine the methods of this acquired Dao body.

With the mutual verification and improvement from Zhang Ze and his master, Lao Li quickly grasped some of the basics.

Old Li severed his connection with the acquired Dao Pill, and the first joint of his little finger turned the color of stone.

That's considered getting started.

Zhang Ze was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected his master to learn so quickly. Just as he was about to flatter him, the classroom door was kicked open with a bang.

Zhang Ze and his master both peeked out, wanting to see which unlucky fellow was going to be their lackey this time.

But to my surprise, it was my junior sister standing at the door.

The junior sister was startled as soon as she entered the room. Seeing the old men fighting, she took a step back.

Although she came to the rescue when she saw things were going badly, she never expected the situation to be this bad.

No wonder my senior brother couldn't control it.

Zhang Ze waved to his junior sister, indicating that the area was spacious enough to seat four or five more people.

The junior sister winked at Zhang Ze, signaling him not to panic, as she had her treasure with her.

With a light cough, the junior sister produced a tortoise shell the size of a palm.

The tortoise shell is bluish-white, and on the upper shell, several small turtles are drawn with ink.

"Stop arguing, everyone, and focus on your lesson, or else..."

The junior sister hesitated for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution. However, she still stubbornly held up the tortoise shell to maintain the appearance.

An elder from the Beast Taming Sect found it amusing and decided to tease Chen Qin. However, just as he raised his hand, an ink arrow suddenly appeared out of nowhere and sprayed onto his face.

Before he could react, the aura around the tortoise shell flickered, the ink distorted and deformed, and in the blink of an eye, the ink came to life.

A black, shell-shedding tortoise sits cross-legged on its shell.

"Xiao Jia, what are you doing?" Zhu Luo's voice came from the mouth of the ink-mold little turtle.

Upon hearing this voice, the old man called Xiao Jia immediately stood at attention, just like his grandson.

"I'm not doing anything, I'm just listening to the lectures, listening to the lectures."

That's what Xiao Jia said.

As the saying goes, even an old Deng needs an even older Deng to cure him.

Having traveled across the four continents, one could count on one hand the number of people older than Zhu Luo.

Among these people, only Zhu Luo could subdue all the cultivators of the six sects.

Zhu Luo can be considered a treasure of the Six Sect Elders.

He said he held you when you were a child, and that means he really did.

Don't even mention you, he's probably hugged your ancestors for eighteen generations.

Having him in charge would guarantee success.

Everyone is a grandson in front of him.

Zhu Luo said, "If you're going to listen to the lecture, then listen carefully and sit down."

Old Jia sighed, "Alright, alright, alright."

After the old man and Xiao Jia sat down, Zhu Luo pointed to a few more people's heads and scolded them one by one. Finally, the classroom discipline returned to normal.

The little ink turtle shook its head and sighed, then scattered with a "poof," transforming back into the simple line drawing on its shell.

Zhu Luo's gaze left this place.

Seeing that classroom discipline had been restored, the junior student secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she had no intention of using the tortoise shell as a weapon to act arrogantly in front of her seniors. The tortoise shell gave her face, but she couldn't carry it with her for the rest of her life.

The junior sister wanted to put the tortoise shell on the podium, but she was afraid that the senior students might be unhappy and take it out on her senior brother. After thinking it over, the junior sister looked at her eldest brother.

"elder brother!"

The sound was crisp and incredibly sweet.

That one "brother" melted Chen Musheng's heart. The 2.1-meter-tall man grinned like an old eggplant. He quickly stood up, but then felt he was too tall, so he squatted down again.

"what's up?"

"I have other things to do, big brother, please take this and help me maintain classroom discipline." The junior sister blinked her cute big eyes and handed the tortoise shell to Chen Musheng.

"Okay, okay." Chen Musheng, grinning like an old eggplant, quickly took the tortoise shell with both hands, and also took on the unfortunate job of being the discipline committee member.

"Then I'm leaving, brother. You must keep a close eye on things for me."

"Okay, okay, little sister, you can rest assured, I guarantee there won't be any problems."

The brother-in-law, who took the tortoise shell, instantly transformed into a warrior, vowing to fight against any behavior that disrupted classroom discipline.

Having shifted the blame and finished mocking her brother, the junior sister winked at Zhang Ze and then slipped out of the classroom in a flash.

Zhang Ze, who had been watching the show for a while, thought to himself that she was indeed his junior sister. He was just about to chat with his master and praise Chen Qin for her quick wit when he raised his hand and bumped into nothing.

Looking back, he found himself all alone; even his master had slipped away.

Zhang Ze had no idea when he ran away.

Helpless, Zhang Ze could only crawl out from under the table to continue the lesson.

"Then let's continue the lesson."

Having already rehearsed the exercise with his master, Zhang Ze was no longer embarrassed to speak, and he clearly articulated his thoughts.

The elder brother-in-law, like a guardian deity, stood sideways, playing with a ball in his left hand and holding a shell on his right, seemingly with three heads and six arms, listening to Zhang Ze's lecture while maintaining classroom discipline.

Because he was overly responsible, in that short half-class period, the brother-in-law, who wielded his authority like a dictator, was secretly criticized at least twenty or thirty times: "Outrageous! He's truly not a son!"

As the sun sets, today's lessons come to an end.

"Esteemed seniors, let's stop here for today. We'll continue in three days."

After saying that, Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that being a master is really not easy.

However, more than feeling mentally exhausted, he was surprised, because only seven elders successfully connected to the Heavenly Dao Pill throughout the day.

There is not a single person who can transform a section of their little finger into an acquired Dao body, just like their master.

"Could my master be a genius?"

Zhang Ze couldn't help but think this way.

However, Zhang Ze soon discovered that things were not as he had thought.

My master is indeed a genius, but there are other details to this story.

Before going home, he found Shi Xiu and checked it out.

"How's it going on your end?" Zhang Ze blocked Shi Xiu, who was trying to escape, from the large classroom. He used a tortoise shell to block him.

Shi Xiu saw that Zhang Ze was somewhat in the wrong, but fortunately he was thick-skinned enough to quickly adjust his expression and said seriously.

"The progress is good. There are a total of 130 people. Among them, 50 people have established a link with the acquired Dao Pill, but not a single person has successfully transformed into a Dao Body."

"I was a bit too hasty. How are things on your end?" Shi Xiu asked.

Zhang Ze thought for a moment and then told Shi Xiu about his situation.

"This shouldn't be happening! Why is this happening?" Shi Xiu asked, puzzled.

He had assumed that by the end of the day, all the members of the Old Dengban should have become proficient.

“I don’t think it’s due to comprehension or talent,” Zhang Ze said after thinking for a moment. “It’s probably a problem with his thinking. His mind isn’t pure enough, and he’s thinking too much.”

“Preconceived notions have become an obstacle.” Zhang Ze thought of the scene when he discussed Taoism with his master.

"I have a method to speed up the teaching process, but I need Senior Brother Shi's cooperation."

“Tell me, I’ll do whatever you can,” Shi Xiu replied without hesitation.

"Alright, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Let's swear an oath by the lamplight that we will not go back on our word. In three days, our two classes and one class will work together, with you as the main teacher and me as the assistant teacher."

"I'll tell you what to do tomorrow. See you tomorrow!"

After saying that, Zhang Ze made a hand gesture and disappeared without a trace.

Shi Xiu was left alone, bewildered in the wind.

Shi Xiu sighed.

'It seems I can't escape this responsibility of being a subservient grandson.'

'This kid is really hard to fool.'

Three days later.

The two classes were combined into one.

Old Man Jia of the Beast Taming Sect, unaware of this matter, pushed open the classroom door and was stunned by the scene before him.

Why are there so many people?

The seating arrangement was no longer as individual seats where people could only sit in front of or behind each other; instead, seven or eight tables were put together, and people sat in a circle.

Moreover, today's classroom not only contained those old folks, but also a large group of children, some of whom were even his own family members.

"How inexplicable," Old Jia muttered, and started to walk away.

However, he was stopped as soon as he took a step.

Shi Xiu didn't flaunt his hair to cover his face today; instead, he properly styled his hair into a bun. He said with a grin.

"Master Jia, your seat is over there."

Following Shi Xiu's gaze, Old Man Jia discovered that he was standing right next to one of his younger relatives.

Old Deng's intuition immediately began to alert him.

He felt there was something wrong with this.

Just as he was about to erupt, Chen Musheng, who had been sitting on the podium like a bodyguard, stood up.

He held a sword case in one hand and a tortoise shell in the other, his eyes wide and staring at me like copper bells.

Helpless, Old Man Jia snorted coldly, tapped Shi Xiu and Chen Musheng twice, and then turned and walked back to his seat.

Just like the Calabash Brothers' grandfather, after enjoying round after round of greetings of "Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa," he finally sat down and waited for class to begin.

Old Jia discovered that the other old men were all arranged in roughly the same way, with each of them grouped with their own nephews and nieces.

Like Master Cheng of Longhu Mountain, before he could even settle in, he began to enjoy the torment inflicted by Xiao Tang and his henchmen.

Looking at the group of young rascals from Longhu Mountain, Old Man Jia sighed, thinking to himself that Longhu Mountain was doomed.

However, what he didn't know was that the real torment had not yet begun.

After everyone was seated, Shi Xiu glanced at the time and wondered why Zhang Ze hadn't arrived yet. They had agreed on one main person and one secondary person, but where did this guy go?

After waiting for a while longer, until Chen Musheng held up the tortoise shell and looked at Shi Xiu, a wooden kite slowly flew in through the window, carrying a card in its beak with the following message.

The PE teacher said I'm sick, so I'm asking for a day off. Could you please give me a break today, Senior Brother Shi? I'll treat you to milk tea another day.

Shi Xiu, "?"

Having been tricked again after trusting Zhang Ze's character too much, Shi Xiu remained silent for a long time, crumpling the card into a ball and letting out a long sigh.

"Attend class."

The first half of the course was largely the same as three days ago, with Shi Xiu explaining the basic methods again. However, the second half was somewhat different.

Open discussion session.

Old Jia forced a smile, looking at his great-great-granddaughter sitting beside him, unsure of what to say.

"Grandpa, look! I've connected!"

The little girl was incredibly cute, raising her hand and waving it in front of Old Man Jia.

The small gray ball spun around aimlessly, like a headless fly.

"Grandpa, please tell me what I did wrong and teach me!" The little girl looked like she was sincerely asking for help.

Old Jia forced a smile, unsure of what to do.

What a load of rubbish! He didn't even learn it himself.

Old Man Jia was completely baffled. He couldn't figure out what went wrong. Why was his simple-minded great-granddaughter learning so quickly, while he himself hadn't even grasped the basics after three days of practice?

As he was making excuses, Old Man Jia heard Shi Xiu on the podium say, "After the free discussion, we will invite a senior to come up on stage to give a demonstration and share their insights."

Not only Old Man Jia, but everyone else except for those few beginners was startled. They all looked at Shi Xiu, their eyes conveying a clear meaning.

If you dare call me up on stage, you're dead meat after class.

His gaze was piercing, but Shi Xiu was not afraid at all. As a teacher, he took a step back and shielded the discipline committee member in front of him.

The brother-in-law, who was staring at the stone ball, felt something when he was being stared at. He immediately picked up the tortoise shell, turned around, and glared back.

My brother-in-law is incredibly powerful now. With the tortoise shell in hand and no younger relatives around, he's practically invincible in this classroom.

They'll mess with whoever they see.

Old Jia looked away from Chen Musheng, and just as he was at a loss, a faint voice sounded in his ear again.

"Really? Call me 'good brother,' and I'll teach you..."

Looking back, he saw an old acquaintance from Medicine King Valley. The old man looked at him arrogantly, as if he would teach him if he begged him.

At this moment, a small ball was fluttering and stumbling in his hand.

Old Jia gave him a "get lost" look and ignored him. Instead, he bent down to look at his great-great-granddaughter beside him and said with a smile.

"Girl, demonstrate it again, and tell me what you're thinking. I'll give you some pointers."

The little girl had never seen her ancestor so kind and approachable before, and immediately mustered her courage to speak, "First of all..."

"Yes, yes, that's great, what's next?"

"Next, we need to..."

Listening to his great-granddaughter's words, Old Man Jia actually had a moment of enlightenment.

I think I was overthinking things.

……

Behind the Thousand Machines Pavilion, Zhang Ze was assembling a Thousand Machines magical artifact.

It's something useful.

The junior sister leaned on the small stone table behind her and asked, tilting her head.

"Is it okay if I don't go to class?"

"Of course there won't be any problem. I've already taken sick leave."

"But PE teacher...aren't you just making this up?"

"No way, I have proof, you'll see."

After saying that, Zhang Ze flew a diagnosis report to his junior sister.

It reads:

[Lack of sleep and a bad mood are suggested to drink more hot water and consume foods such as braised pork hock, sausage, steamed pork with rice flour, and pig's feet...]

"Which doctor prescribed this for you?" the junior sister asked in astonishment.

Zhang Ze, "Mao Mao."

Junior sister, "?"

Although she was stunned for a moment, the junior sister with a good memory quickly realized that Mao Mao did indeed seem to be a physical education teacher and a doctor.

It still has a certificate.

but.

If I remember correctly, Mao Mao's PE teacher is also the PE teacher at Xiao Qilin Kindergarten, and he also serves as the principal.

And the doctor... my junior sister remembers that Mao Mao seems to have majored in canine mental health.

Watching Zhang Ze fiddling with the Thousand Machines Mechanism from behind, the junior sister thought that Zhang Ze might not remember this.

So, after thinking about it, I decided not to tell anyone.

There are some things that are better left unknown.

Unaware that he had misdiagnosed the doctor, Zhang Ze placed a crystal into the array's core. As the crystal slowly lit up, Zhang Ze took a step back.

Whether it will succeed or not, we'll have to wait and see.

Back at the table, Zhang Ze took a sip of tea and then began staring at his junior sister.

The two of them didn't say a word, just stared at each other.

It's as if I can see forever.

When the crystal was half-lit, perhaps out of boredom, the junior sister suddenly sat up and looked into Zhang Ze's eyes.

"Senior brother, let me perform a show for you."

Zhang Ze: "What program?"

Junior sister, "Break a boulder on your chest!"

As she spoke, the junior sister took off her outer robe.

Zhang Ze, "?"

(End of this chapter)