Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 1 The Master Is Gone At The Beginning

Chapter 1: Master's Departure

Wu Zhou.

Tranquil State, Eastern Sun County, Jade Chime District in the north.

The green mountains were hazy, with wisps of clouds drifting by. From a distance, one could see the silhouette of a cloud dragon and water fish weaving through the undulating landscape, as if painted with light ink, creating a vivid scene on paper.

Although it was not a sacred mountain, it was abundant in Spiritual Bamboo. Because there were nine peaks on the mountain, it was named Nine Bamboo Mountain, gaining some fame within Tranquil State.

Ascending the moss-covered stone steps through the forest, one could find an inconspicuous Taoist temple nestled within an inconspicuous mountain peak.

Having endured wind and rain, the outer walls of the temple were cracked, and the plaque was nowhere to be found. The front courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and in the center, there was a lush green plant pot...

Upon closer inspection, one would realize that it was not a bonsai at all, but a tripod-shaped incense burner that had been taken over by the plants due to years of neglect.

Contrary to what was said earlier, this temple was not entirely inconspicuous. One could easily spot the traces left by the passage of time.

"Disciple, my time is running out, and I will not be in this world for much longer. Let me give you a few words of instruction, listen carefully..."

In the backyard, an old man and a young man sat on the ground. The old Taoist had white hair and a youthful appearance, stroking his goatee with a clear and energetic spirit. "There's no need to be sad. Life, old age, sickness, and death are part of human nature. Don't make a fuss about it."

On the other side, the young man raised his hand and touched his slightly dry eye corner, nodding heavily. "Alright."

"You can rest assured that although my time is limited, I have already sent a message to your senior sister, Bai Jin. She will guide you in your cultivation. Thirty years ago, she was the first disciple of the Towering Heaven Sword Sect. I believe she is still..."

"Speaking of the Towering Heaven Sword Sect, I can't help but think about it. It's a pity that if I hadn't accidentally injured the sect leader back then, I would definitely go back and take a look before I die."

"Never mind, times have changed. It's pointless to talk about these things..."

"... "

An hour later, the young man blinked in confusion and looked at the dying man who was still talking incessantly. He secretly moved his stiff legs.

Damn it, they said it would be a simple instruction of a few last words, but why does he seem more energetic the more he talks?

Could it be that he really saw a ghost?

"Oh, by the way, disciple."

Perhaps realizing that he had been rambling too much, the old Taoist clenched his fist and coughed lightly, his expression serious. "I know you didn't want to become my disciple, and you have some grievances about this matter. But I didn't deceive you. With your talent, it would be a waste not to cultivate immortality."

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched. He had always been straightforward and clever since he was young. It was clear that the old Taoist was already halfway into the coffin, and he knew that time was running out, so he randomly chose a lucky audience.

And he happened to be nearby.

"By the way, my disciple, I..."

The old Daoist coughed several times in a row, raising his sleeve to cover half of his old face. "Time is short, and I was in a hurry before, so I forgot to ask for your name... um, what is your name?"

Lu Bei: "..."

Not in a hurry, just reviewing the past carousel, your old man has been talking for two hours.

"Wise disciple?!"

"Lu Bei."

"Good name. I am Mo Buxio, the head of the Three Pristine Peak Ascension Gate of the Nine Bamboo Mountain. After I die, you will inherit the position of the head."

The old Daoist casually mentioned the embarrassment, raising his hand to point around, trying to restore the seriousness from before. "I'm sure you have already figured it out, this place is full of talented people and spiritual energy. It is the Three Pristine Peak Ascension Gate. From today onwards, you will be in charge."

Lu Bei: "..."

So, the talented person refers to him, and the spiritual energy refers to the lush vegetation?

If that's the case, it's hard for him to argue.

Obviously, Mo Buxio's struggle was in vain. When the master and disciple exchanged names, there was no serious atmosphere. Moreover, the Ascension Gate of this place full of talented people and spiritual energy made the atmosphere extremely awkward.

The master and disciple stared at each other for a while, and then Mo Buxio explained. He was an active person and had been practicing and traveling outside for a long time, so it was reasonable and logical for the house to be overgrown with grass.

"Alright, my disciple, let's not waste time. I really don't have much time left."

Seeing Lu Bei showing signs of running away, Mo Buxio took out a Universe Bag from his pocket, grabbed his hand, and stuffed it in, speaking quickly, "The seal of the head and the contract are in here, and there is also a book called [Embryonic Breath Supplementing Qi Technique]. I obtained it in the far west of Kunlun. Although this book deviates from the mainstream, its concept is extremely high and it is a rare book in the world. I have reached a realm where I can no longer practice it, but you have just started..."

In the middle of his words, Mo Buxio's pupils scattered, and he grabbed Lu Bei's hand and fell silent without a sound.

The departure was too sudden, and Lu Bei couldn't believe it for a while. Mo Buxio, who was energetic just now and talked for two hours, disappeared without a trace. He raised his hand and placed his fingers under his nose.

This test!

Snap!

Mo Buxio slapped away Lu Bei's hand and took a deep breath. "Continue. Where did I stop just now? Oh, I remember, I have already informed your senior sister Bai Jin about your cultivation... Oh, why is this Universe Bag in your hand?"

Lu Bei: "..."

"Oh, I remember now. I already mentioned this!"

Mo Buxio suddenly realized and slapped his forehead hard. "Look at my brain. It stopped working before I even died."

Be more forceful, maybe then he really won't move!

Lu Bei rolled his eyes, if it weren't for the resistance he put up on the way here and realizing he couldn't win, he would have punched Mo Buxio in the face.

But forget it, the dead are more important. Mo Buxio is basically dead, and he's a living person. It's pointless to argue with a dead person.

"Disciple, although I can't teach you cultivation, cultivating immortality is not just about cultivation. There's something I want you to remember," Mo Buxio took out a wooden box from the Universe Bag and placed it in Lu Bei's hand. "Do not harbor malicious intentions towards others, but also do not let your guard down. Keep this [Embryonic Breath Supplementing Qi Technique] safe and don't tell anyone, not even your senior sister."

What does he mean, is senior sister not a good person?

Lu Bei frowned, nodded without saying much, and in front of Mo Buxio, he put the book from the wooden box into his pocket.

"In that case, I have no regrets anymore, except..." Mo Buxio blinked and stared at Lu Bei. "Disciple, have you noticed that you haven't called me master since you became my disciple!"

Under the affectionate gaze, Lu Bei felt a chill. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he saw a greasy look in those eyes.

For a moment, he felt uneasy.

Thinking about the process of being forced to become a disciple, he was unwilling in every way. And then he thought about how Mo Buxio's time was running out, and it was highly likely that he was on his last legs. If he delayed a little longer, the other party would leave with regrets.

It's quite pitiful.

Finally, facing the hopeful gaze, Lu Bei took a deep breath and solemnly said, "Master."

"Good! Good! Good..." Mo Buxio clapped his hands and then lowered his head with a smile, not making any more movements.

Lu Bei: "..."

Learning from past experiences, he wasn't sure if history would repeat itself. After waiting for a moment, he reached out to test Mo Buxio's breath.

Unexpectedly, when his fingertips were still a palm's width away from Mo Buxio, the old Taoist's body quickly turned into white ash, scattering on the ground.

Lu Bei stood there dumbfounded, and the wooden box beside him created a vortex, collecting the white ash into the box. In just a few breaths, the funeral was completed, only the feast was missing.

"Well, this... is convenient," Lu Bei choked on his words. "Convenient..."

He put away the Universe Bag, picked up the wooden box, and wandered around the Taoist temple. After searching for a while, he finally found a dilapidated wooden table for offerings in the main house.

The back wall seemed sturdy, and the roof didn't seem like it would suddenly collapse. It just wasn't the right time, as there were already occupants under the table.

A group of foxes suddenly rushed out, howling and trying to scare away the intruder with their numbers.

But it was useless. After Lu Bei stomped his foot, the four foxes immediately fell silent and ran away, disappearing into the forest through a hole in the wall.

"The foxes in this world can cultivate into monsters. After driving away these occupants, I hope there won't be any fox spirits coming to seduce me tonight," Lu Bei put down the wooden box and realized that he had been careless. As a weak scholar, it was indeed a problem to spend the night in the mountains.

Go down the mountain?

It was impossible to go down the mountain. He had a clear view of the rugged and steep mountain path on the way here, which was unfriendly to someone with acrophobia like him.

The most crucial issue was that he was hungry.

After failing to open the Universe Bag, Lu Bei sadly realized that he was trapped on the mountain. The only thing he could hope for was Senior Sister Bai, who he hadn't met yet, and the fox spirits seeking revenge tonight.

"I hope Senior Sister comes soon..." Lu Bei muttered to himself, closed his eyes, and opened the panel information.

Name: Lu Bei

Race: Human

Template: NPC

Level: 3

Experience: 250/900

Cultivation: 30/30

Health: 22/30 (Hungry, scared, tired)

Main Occupation: None

Secondary Occupation: Farmer Lv1

Attributes: Strength 2, Speed 3, Spirit 3, Endurance 3, Charm 3, Luck 3

Evaluation: Troublesome, there's nothing good to evaluate!