Mortal Mage

On the street outside Zuixianlou, in a quiet and elegant teahouse.

"Master, this waist badge smells like orchids. It is small and exquisite. The small characters "Ye Xiang Gong" on the front are carved neatly and clearly, and even have a burst of demonic aura. The rare birds and beasts, flying eagles and running dogs carved on the back are lifelike. It must be the waist badge of the menial disciple of Shouyun Villa."

Li Xucheng looked at the badge in his hand and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Why is the errand disciple engraving the Night Incense Work?"

"Master, you don't know that what distinguishes the identity of a sect disciple's waist badge is not the words, but the material. Look at my waist badge."

Li Xucheng staggered, took off his badge from his waist and handed it to Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan took the badge doubtfully and held it in his hand.

There are five sword-like characters embossed on the black iron waist badge.

"Dust Wind Sword Sect Sanren"

"You didn't write Outer Disciple on this one?"

"Yes, except for accepting tasks assigned by the inner sect master at will, outer sect disciples have free time and no one to restrict them. However, menial disciples are different. They have fixed tasks to be arranged every day. This is the difference between menial disciples and outer sect disciples."

Li Xucheng put away the waist badge returned by Zhang Mingxuan, hung it around his waist, stroked his beard, and continued to explain; "Most inner sect disciples have excellent spiritual roots and extraordinary talents. The inner sect elders will take special care of them and urge them to practice, hoping that they can ascend to the Great Dao as soon as possible. Therefore, in addition to occasionally helping the elders to perform some special tasks, inner sect disciples often practice in seclusion all year round. Outer sect disciples often have poorer qualifications, and it is not a big deal if they are ten or eight days behind in practice, so they have a lot of free time. Menial disciples... cough cough."

"How about the menial disciple?"

"Master, menial disciples have fixed sect affairs to perform every day. If they don't do it, they will be expelled from the sect at best, or their cultivation will be abolished at worst."

Li Xucheng knew very well that Zhang Mingxuan often slacked off when he was in court in Taicang, so he reminded him specifically.

"Then what will be the consequences if I don't report to Beast Cloud Villa?"

"Master, you may not know that this sect badge not only represents identity, but also has three functions. The first is to transmit messages to the sect's patrolling disciples, the second is to track the disciples' whereabouts, and the third is..."

"How about the third one?"

"Ahem... The third reason is that this sect badge is like a sticky bug. Even if you throw it far away, it can still turn into starlight and find you... Its magic is similar to the sound transmission jade slip."

"Isn't this an infringement of the disciples' location privacy?"

“Location privacy?”

Li Xucheng's pupils showed a dull look. "Privacy of location? Master, this new term is very good. I sometimes feel that wearing this badge will always allow other disciples to find my location, which is inappropriate. But if you don't want your fellow disciples to know your location, you can put this badge in the storage ring."

"Why didn't you say so earlier? So much nonsense."

Zhang Mingxuan put the Night Fragrance Worker badge of Shouyun Villa into the storage ring in his hand.

The ring in his hand was bought in the Immortal City, and it contained 80,000 low-grade spirit stones. The ring that contained 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones had already been hidden in his socks.

"Taoist Priest!"

Fen Mo led Fen Yihe and Fen Zice into the teahouse and ordered the waiter beside him, "Waiter, bring us the best spiritual tea!"

Then he led the two children to Zhang Mingxuan's side in a hurry, held down the two children and knelt in front of Zhang Mingxuan; "Master! I beg you to accept my two grandchildren as your disciples!"

Zhang Mingxuan first looked sideways at Li Xucheng in confusion, then he looked at Fu Mo anxiously, "Master, are you mistaken? Doesn't your grandson already have a sect?"

"Master, don't be so modest! I know everything!"

Quan Mo stood hunched in front of the tea table of Zhang Mingxuan and Li Xucheng. He first raised his hand to salute, and then secretly looked at Li Xucheng for help.

"Master, although they have been accepted into the sect, they can still find other independent practitioners to be their teachers and learn other skills. There is no conflict. I just introduced this Taoist friend to you when we were chatting casually. I hope he will let the two children worship you as their teacher."

When Li Xucheng said this, he had already stood up and was standing aside.

"No, no, no."

Zhang Mingxuan was immediately in a dilemma. He himself had little cultivation and was in a difficult situation. How could he possibly accept two seven or eight-year-old children as his disciples? "Don't be ridiculous, uncle. Your two great-grandchildren have joined big sects. I'm just a mortal with little cultivation. I have no power to help."

"It's all because you have the intention, Taoist priest. Come on, kowtow to your master!"

Fu Mo had heard Zhang Mingxuan and Yu Yun chatting in the carriage. At that time, the two of them were talking about the war between the two countries all the time. Spiritual stones were measured in tens of thousands for him.

He thought about it again for a long time and had figured out about 70% of it.

No cultivation? Can you open the storage ring without cultivation? Absolutely impossible.

This Taoist priest must be hiding something on purpose.

Just the fact that Zhang Mingxuan was able to take out a mid-grade spirit stone to bid for the second-level Root Purifying Liquid was something that ordinary cultivators could not achieve.

When the words fell, the door closed and Guan Zice kowtowed three times. Then the two children raised their tender round faces and looked up at Zhang Mingxuan who was sitting on the mahogany chair, and timidly murmured, "Hello, Master!"

"Old Li, you are good at speaking, please talk to me properly, I don't have any skills."

"Ah."

Li Xucheng stood aside, stroked his beard, and pretended to be calm before thinking for a while. Then he winked and said to Quan Mo in a gentle voice, "My master has no cultivation."

"Use idioms. Talk to him using idioms."

"Well, my master is extremely talented, has profound knowledge, and a keen eye, but he doesn't know the depth and has no cultivation."

"Master!"

Fen Mo desperately winked at Fen Yihe and Fen Zice who were kneeling beside his feet, and the two children shouted again.

"Within three steps, why are you running around? I've been looking for you for so long."

Yun entered the teahouse. She came to Zhang Mingxuan to get spirit stones to pay for the Frost Soul Condensing Ice Pills.

"Hey! You woman are haunting me!"

Li Xucheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Xiyun. He took two steps forward and stood in front of Zhang Mingxuan.

"Old man, I am your master's wife now!"

Yun straightened her chest, walked up to Li Xucheng with sharp steps, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

At the same time, Zhang Mingxuan gently patted Li Xucheng's shoulder, leaned over to Li Xucheng's ear, and whispered, "Old Li, I'm sorry, she's right."

"Master! You!"

Li Xucheng's eyes glared with anger. He first looked back at Zhang Mingxuan, and then stared at Yun. "Master, if you were coerced, speak out boldly. This is Xianzhou City, she wouldn't dare to commit a crime!"

"Old Li, no, I volunteered as a teacher."

"Zhang Mingxuan, you are not ashamed!"

Yun Yun pushed Li Xucheng away with one hand, and grabbed Zhang Mingxuan's wrist with her delicate hand, pulling off the ring from Zhang Mingxuan's hand. Then she said to Li Xucheng softly, "Call me Master's Wife next time!"

Then he turned around and left Ling Tea House.

"Master! Why don't you resist? This is Xianzhou City! If you resist, she won't dare to snatch it!"

"Forget it, Lao Li, she will be back soon."

Zhang Mingxuan fell back to his seat, shook his head sullenly, and winked at Li Xucheng; "Old Li, do you understand?"

"Ugh!"

Li Xucheng sighed heavily; "Master, how could you be so impulsive and fall for this woman's honey trap? I even wanted to introduce my senior sister to you."

"Master!"

With a flick of his finger, Fen Zice moved closer to Zhang Mingxuan again.

"Forget it, forget it. Master, I have an agreement. I can't teach you anything. I can only be an honorary master."

"Honorary Master?"

"You are just a figurehead. You can't teach your two great-grandchildren anything."

"It's okay! The Taoist priest has the final say!"

Fen Mo was overjoyed, he helped his two grandsons up, and scolded them, "Hurry up and pour tea for the master!"

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In the crowd outside the teahouse, Ye Buwen hid behind a stall selling talisman paper, peeking at everything in the teahouse. He held the sound transmission jade slip in his hand and murmured in a low voice, "Brother Bu, for some reason, this Yun Yun seems to have a very good relationship with Zhang Mingxuan."

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