"Senior!
There is a junior in my clan with outstanding spiritual roots and exceptional comprehension.
He is only a little over twenty, yet his attainments in formations are comparable to those of a third-rank Formation Master.
If not for his insufficient cultivation, he would already be able to set up a third-rank formation alone."
"Unfortunately, this junior is not proficient in formations. Might there be a chance for him to enter Senior's tutelage?"
However.
Ancestor Changyang did not know that what he considered an undemanding request happened to be precisely where Cheng Buzheng found things difficult.
At the very least, he had no intention of taking on disciples.
Moreover, he currently had no plans to reveal his existence.
Therefore.
Cheng Buzheng shook his head and directly refused:
"This venerable one has no time to teach your clan's gifted child."
"How about this!"
"This venerable one shall bestow upon your clan's gifted child a summary of the formations I have studied throughout my life!
If he can thoroughly comprehend it all, advancing to become a Formation Master will absolutely be as easy as turning over one's hand."
Seeing this, Ancestor Changyang could only agree.
Then, Cheng Buzheng's Dharma Body did not hesitate. He directly took out a blank Jade Slip and began recording it.
A moment later...
He handed the recorded Jade Slip to the other party.
Afterward, he did not linger. With a thought...
Cheng Buzheng's figure had already vanished!
At this sight!
A trace of loneliness surfaced in Ancestor Changyang's eyes, and he let out a soft sigh.
"Forget it!"
"It is also because Fan'er's fortune is not sufficient."
"..."
Secret Realm, Ping'an City!
Within the Quiet Room of a small courtyard deep in the city, the vast Spirit Energy gathered around Cheng Buzheng's true body, who sat cross-legged