It's just a simulation game, how did the fairy become real?

[And all of this is based on the premise that they have already chosen their own path and are delving into it deeply.]

You have some doubts in your heart: why doesn't your master teach you more?

But you didn't ask any further questions.

I just sometimes envy those who have found their own path.

Another year has passed, and you're starting to get a little tired of being on Longhu Mountain.

After all, you've learned everything you needed to learn; as for the deeper levels of knowledge, your master has never explicitly taught you.

In addition, due to the turbulent times, the fellow disciples on Longhu Mountain frequently descended the mountain to provide assistance.

No one at the mountain gate can continue playing with you.

You know every area inside the mountain gate very well, and you're starting to feel bored.

Just as you were planning to follow your senior brothers down the mountain to play, a splash of red suddenly caught your eye.

That was someone you had never seen before.

Unlike ordinary pilgrims, the other party stopped at the front of the mountain.

Instead, he was led by his senior brother into the back mountain.

You curiously approached, only to be met with a glare from the other person.

You scratched your head, chuckled sheepishly, and didn't seem to care at all.

You only feel that the other person is like a porcelain doll, beautiful and delicate.

The appearance of this touch of red instantly brought color to your life.

The other person was staying in a corner of the back mountain, living with the woman who was responsible for cooking.

Besides practicing your skills, what you do most every day is sneak off to spy on that girl's daily movements.

Unfortunately, your hiding skills weren't up to par. After only a few visits, you were tricked out by the other side using a clever trick.

[The other person scolded you for a long time, initially in a fierce tone, intending to inform the Taoist priest, but ultimately changed their tune and asked you to stay and become their playmate.]

Without much thought, you immediately nodded in agreement.

A triumphant smile appeared on the other person's face.

At that time, you didn't realize that this seemed to be the beginning of your suffering.

[After spending more time with them, you discover that they seem to have a high talent for puppetry.]

The first time you secretly watched her, she already knew you were there.

After observing you for several days, they finally made their move to trick you into revealing yourself.

Besides tinkering with those strange and unusual puppets, the other party's greatest pleasure is directing you to do all sorts of things.

[Chopping wood, carrying water, experimenting with puppets for her.]

You actually find it somewhat enjoyable to be bossed around by her.

After all, everything you experienced with her was so new and exciting for you.

[Testing puppets isn't always stable, and danger is inevitable. Injuries are almost commonplace. The other party's concern, unlike that of their senior brothers, evoked a different kind of emotion in you.]

Although you're a little shy, you seem to prefer spending time with the other person.

"The Way is born~"

What a stupid Taoist priest!

The little girl was still wearing that fiery red dress, sitting by the window, fiddling with the puppet parts on the table.

More than a month ago, her father temporarily entrusted her to Longhu Mountain.

I thought this period would be very boring, but I didn't expect to meet a little Taoist priest.

This guy's goofy demeanor every day is quite amusing.

"It's a bit clunky, but it's really useful~"

It's a pity I'm leaving soon, otherwise I might have been able to bring him back with me!

I wonder if I'll ever meet someone so genuine again.

"Daosheng! Haven't you picked it up yet?"

"Fine, you can just stand there!"

I'll test the power of the mechanical bird!

Chapter 130 A Thousand Miles of Snow-Covered Rivers and Mountains, Only Two Plum Blossoms Remain

This touch of red is destined to be fleeting in your youth.

[In less than two months, the girl left Longhu Mountain.]

[You didn't even have time to ask her name; all she left you was a spirit stone the size of a pomegranate seed.]

Try asking your senior brother who that person is.

But the senior brother couldn't explain it either, only that he had followed Master's orders to bring them down from the foot of the mountain.

You inquired around the mountain but found nothing. It seems the only way out is to ask your master in person.

[But Master isn't often on the mountain. If you're not mistaken, he should be somewhere down the mountain right now, doing his work of slaying demons and monsters.]

The sorrows of youth always come and go quickly.

You secretly kept this feeling to yourself, carefully kept the spirit stone, and quietly waited for the day you could descend the mountain and reunite.

Another year has passed. When you are on the mountain, having exhausted all your studies, and are itching to sneak off, your master finally calls you to his side.

"It has been seven years since I took you as my disciple."

Over the past seven years, you have come into contact with almost every category of tradition on Longhu Mountain.

It is truly remarkable that one can still have their own insights even when they cannot delve into the subject.

Normally, a child would be clamoring to learn new things by now.

I didn't expect you to be able to endure it for so long.

"There must be a deeper meaning behind Master's refusal to teach."

However, I've always been puzzled. Could you please enlighten me, Master?

Daosheng knelt on the prayer mat, looking at his master with eyes full of curiosity.

The other fellow disciples, even when training their character, would not exceed three years at most, but I have already been tempered for more than twice that time.

"This matter is difficult to explain..."

The master's face was serious, as if he were saying something indescribable.

Daosheng naturally wouldn't understand that his master had simply forgotten about him because he had ignored him for seven years.

At first, I did have the idea of ​​tempering my character.

Letting him explore other traditions before deciding on his own path is a good idea.

However, in recent years, the demons down the mountain have become increasingly arrogant and have frequently descended the mountain, so they have gradually forgotten about this matter.

This time, if he hadn't constantly reminded himself, Daosheng would probably have had to wait even longer.

"Seven years have passed. Is there any lineage you'd like to learn?"

“Disciple… wants to learn them all.”

"You want to learn them all?"

The Celestial Master paused for a moment, then spoke.

Do you know the saying, "Don't bite off more than you can chew"?

The traditions of Longhu Mountain are diverse.

Even the Celestial Masters of all ages dared not claim that they could master all the inheritances.

At most, one will only choose one or two lineages, and dedicate their entire life to studying them.

The more diverse and varied the things you learn, the more likely it is to become an obstacle to your path.

How limited is a person's energy?

Daosheng's talent is considered exceptional among children of recent generations.

If you give him too many choices right now, it will probably only harm him.

"Of course I know!"

But I believe I can do it.

"madness!

Geniuses are as numerous as hairs on a cow in this world.

No one dares to say that they can make significant contributions to every aspect of tradition.

Don't aim too high.

Daosheng bowed his head obediently, "Master is right."

"I will first teach you the Five Thunder Technique, and then you can choose one of the following paths that interests you: alchemy, talismans, artifacts, and formations."

The Five Thunder Method is the most important tradition on Longhu Mountain.

However, this technique requires extremely high talent from the practitioner, and not everyone can practice it.

The other lineages were options left by the Celestial Master for the Daoist disciples.

Even if one cannot learn the Five Thunder Technique, there are other options.

After the master finished speaking, Daosheng nodded with little interest.

He sighed inwardly.

In these seven years, Daosheng's talent was indeed somewhat wasted.