I am a support player in the cultivation world

"Alas, if the Jiang family was so easy to talk to, would I have any reason to target you?"

Gu Wenqing sighed

Lin Fuping heard this and showed no intention of backing down.

The palms and the backs of the hands are all made of flesh. There is absolutely no reason to make things difficult for one party for the sake of the other.

It is convenient for the mother to give guidance to Fusheng, but if she were to give guidance to all the disciples of Danfeng, it would be a statement of power.

Making requests yourself will only make it difficult for your mother.

"Forget it, take Fusheng with you and spend more time with your mother!"

Gu Wenqing settles for the next best thing

Lin Fusheng is now a disciple of Danfeng and also his own disciple's grandson. It is quite good that he can get guidance from Dan Fairy.

"Of course! By the way, Uncle Master, I have to take Fusheng and the others away for a while to do a mission."

Gu Wenqing rolled her eyes at her. Did she really think she didn't know that those two guys often went home under the pretext of completing missions?

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the Sword Sect. After all, cultivators are also human beings, with seven emotions and six desires. As for the disciples from the mortal world, their families only live for a few dozen or a hundred years, and the Sword Sect is not the kind of sect that does not care about human feelings.

Therefore, we turn a blind eye to their actions. As long as they don't go too far and don't interfere with the secular order, we'll just pretend we don't know.

It was just like when Lin Fuping signed up for training, he actually stayed in the Land of Absolute Spirits for three years.

Everyone knows the truth, but they just tacitly don't mention it.

"Let's go, let's go, just go and talk to Zhixuan."

Lin Fuping sensed that Lin Fusheng had arrived and immediately stood up and left.

"In that case, Fu Ping will take his leave."

...

"aunt--"

Lin Fusheng landed in front of Lin Fuping, lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Fuping with excitement and respect.

Lin Fuping felt a little sour as he looked at his gentle nephew, who was half a head taller than him.

At the beginning, it was too early to break through!

"Now that you're here, how's your practice going recently? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Lin Fuping has a kind face

In response to this, she said that although she looks younger than her nephew, she cannot lose the dignity of an elder.

“Thanks to my aunt, my cultivation has gone smoothly and I am now a second-level alchemist.

The master said that if I could increase the success rate of making second-level pills to 80%, I could then try to make third-level pills.

I can maintain a 70% success rate every time I refine pills, so I guess I’m not far from the third level.”

Lin Fusheng was overjoyed. At this moment, he was like a child who wanted to be praised by his parents, and he told them all about his achievements.

Lin Fuping felt even more sad

Why? Why can't I do it?

"Not bad, well done."

Lin Fuping suppressed the bitter feeling in her heart, smiled kindly and encouraged him.

"You must learn well from your master, and remember your grandmother Jiang's teachings to heart."

"Yes, Fusheng knows."

Lin Fusheng bowed and Lin Fuping nodded slightly

"Okay, come with me to meet your master! I need to take you out for a while, it'll take a while, so I need to say hello to her."

"A long time? Aunt, where are we going?"

"Go home, go home for the New Year."

...

"You're taking too long!"

Lu Zhixuan looked at Lin Fuping with a conflicted expression.

"Well, this task will take this long."

Lin Fuping looked serious and Lu Zhixuan was speechless.

"Um, Fu Ping... Senior Sister, Fu Sheng is at a good time to practice cultivation now. It is not a good thing to be too greedy for the world."

Lu Zhixuan came from a family of immortal cultivators, and she couldn't quite understand why her disciples would run back home every year. Especially when she, a junior sister, took the lead, it was hard for her to explain.

Lin Fuping glanced at Lin Fusheng outside the door and sent a message to Lu Zhixuan.

"Zhixuan, do you know the common saying? When a son wants to take care of his parents, they are no longer around. I don't want to leave any regrets in my life."

It was just like when I first learned that my grandfather and brother had died in the Absolute Spirit Storm. It was the feeling that the world was so big and there was no place to call home.

Lu Zhixuan understood

"Forget it. If that's the case, I won't stop you. But I have one request. Don't teach him. Don't teach him at all, especially about alchemy. Let Senior Jiang teach him."

Lu Zhixuan spoke righteously and looked at Lin Fuping warily, fearing that she would instill some strange method of alchemy into her apprentice again.

God knows that this disciple of his has a blind worship of his aunt. Just because of her words that everything can be made into elixir and everything can be made into a tool, Lin Fusheng is fascinated and wants to try to make elixir with bare hands.

What the hell are you doing? Are these things that a small monk like you should consider?

Lin Fuping smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't! Really not!"

Lin Fuping was almost ready to raise his hand and swear to the sky.

Lu Zhixuan looked at her suspiciously. After all, she, as a junior sister, was famous for her bizarre imagination.

But then he thought that no matter how creative she was, she definitely had no ill will towards his apprentice, so he reluctantly put his mind at ease.

"In that case, I approve Fusheng's application to leave the sect."

Lu Zhixuan made a mark into the jade tube, then turned to look at Lin Fusheng outside the door.

"Fusheng, you must not slack off while you are on your 'mission'. When you come back, I hope you will be able to refine third-level pills."

"Yes, Master, rest assured, I will live up to your expectations."

Lin Fusheng hurriedly saluted

"In that case, I'll take him away. There's an older nephew waiting for me to pick him up."

"Go, go! Don't let him slack off in his practice!"

"do not worry!"

Lin Fuping's voice came from afar

...

"Senior sister, let's have a fight!"

Situ Jian held his natal sword and stared at Lin Fuping with a fierce look.

Lin Fuping: ...

"Junior brother, I just want to take Pingsheng out for a trip. Even though it will take a little longer."

Lin Fuping gestured with his little finger

"I know. If you beat me, I will sign."

Lin Fuping held his forehead with his hand, feeling a little helpless, but still wanted to present facts and reason with him.

"Junior brother, we..."

"I don't care. Senior Sister, you have to defeat me first if you want to take him away for such a long time this time."

Situ Jian didn't listen, Situ Jian didn't care, Situ Jian insisted on getting beaten.

Lin Fuping felt itchy and had a fake smile on his face.

"In that case, Senior Sister, I won't be polite!"

"Senior sister, please!"

Situ Jian's eyes lit up, as if the sun was shining.

"please!"

The Star Sword is unsheathed and a battle is about to begin!

...

Situ Jian, with a bruised face and nose, happily signed Wang Pingsheng's task letter, while Lin Fuping, swinging his right hand, silently moved away.

"Pingsheng, you should consult your aunt more often and don't waste resources!"

Situ Jian also had some instructions for his disciples, but his instructions were completely opposite to Lu Zhixuan's.

"Yes, Master, I understand!"

Wang Pingsheng, who has one big eye and one small eye, saluted with his fists clasped.

Lin Fuping couldn't bear it anymore, so he used Si Wuxie to heal all the injured disciples of Jianfeng that he could see.

Amidst a voice expressing gratitude to the junior master-uncle, Lin Fuping brought the two "sheng" down the mountain.