Linjiang City
"Get up."
As Chu Feng spoke, he casually touched Chen Qianqian, and she was instantly transformed. The unkempt little beggar had suddenly become a beautiful woman.
"Thank you, Master."
Chen Qianqian stood up and looked at her master with admiration.
Chu Feng took out a jade slip from his storage ring and burned a low-level skill that he had seen before. He threw it to the escort leader.
"Inside is a cultivation technique that can lead to the Dao Integration Realm. From now on, you will be in charge of taking care of these little beggars. Of course, you can also choose not to take care of them. I believe many people would be willing to take care of these little fellows for me."
After hearing this, the head guard immediately said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I am willing to take care of these little guys and adopt them as adopted sons and treat them as my own. If you violate this oath, I will be struck by thunder from heaven."
Chu Feng smiled and said, "No need to swear an oath. By agreeing to this, you've formed a karmic bond with my disciple. Within ten years, she'll become a Heavenly Origin cultivator. You should be aware of the consequences of neglecting her."
The head guard said quickly, "Don't worry, sir, as long as I am still alive, I will not let my adopted sons suffer any injustice."
Chu Feng didn't say much, but simply said to Chen Qianqian, "Say goodbye to them, we'll set off in half an hour."
"Promise."
After responding, Chen Qianqian ran towards her younger siblings. After more than a year of getting along, they had become a family.
However, now that everyone is about to part ways, she still feels a little reluctant.
The Monk Du'e looked at Chen Qianqian, then at Chu Feng. He had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say. He could only report the matter to the Buddhist sect as soon as possible and let the high monks there handle it.
I, a mere Dao Integration Realm, have no right to concern myself with the affairs of such important figures.
Half an hour later, Chu Feng and Chen Qianqian got into the carriage and disappeared from everyone's sight.
The Xiao Wu Monk Du'e said to Xiao Wu beside him, "Let's go, it's time for us to return to Namo Temple."
Xiao Wu nodded. "Yes, Master."
The escort leader also left the ruined temple with a group of beggars. He never expected that he would get such a treasure this time out.
However, this technique is not a good thing for him now; if it gets out, it will definitely bring him death.
He glanced at everyone present and asked, "Gentlemen, do any of you dream of cultivating immortality?"
Upon hearing this, the bodyguards and the little beggar all exclaimed in unison, "Yes!"
The escort leader said, "We didn't have the opportunity to cultivate immortality before, but now we have the skills given by that master, and Miss Chen has also become his disciple. This means that we can start a sect and become members of the immortal sect. I wonder if you are willing to make a career with me!"
The best way to win people's hearts is to make grand promises and offer benefits. Everyone present has witnessed the power of cultivators, and now that they have the opportunity to become one of them, they naturally don't want to miss this chance.
"We are willing!"
The escort leader nodded slightly. "After we escort this escort, we will start planning to establish our own power, but please remember that we cannot let anyone know about the opportunity we have obtained this time!"
Everyone: "We understand!"
Three months later.
In the secluded courtyard of the Dragon Gate Inn in Linjiang City.
Around noon, Chu Feng came out with a book in his hand. He yawned and knocked on the Golden-Winged Eagle King's door.
The door opened with a creak.
The Golden-Winged Eagle King looked at Chu Feng with a puzzled expression and lowered his voice, "Brother, what brings you here?"
Chu Feng handed the two scrolls of the Buddha's Parinirvana Sutra to the Golden-Winged Eagle King and said solemnly:
"The Sanskrit scriptures you requested are here. If you still can't grasp the True Essence of the Buddhist Dao, then you can go back to the academy on your own. In the future, if outsiders ask you for them, don't mention that you asked me for scriptures. I can't bear the shame."
The Golden-Winged Eagle King closed the door, casually set up a light array, and then carefully opened the scroll of scripture.
A beam of Buddhist light emanated from the scriptures, and Sanskrit flew out from it, circling around the Golden-Winged Eagle King.
"Carrying... carrying the Sanskrit of the True Essence of the Great Dao."
Chu Feng gave him a disdainful look. "It's not like you've never seen this before, what's the big deal? Anyway, I stayed up all night yesterday, I'm going back to catch up on my sleep."
"Don't worry, I definitely won't let you down. Within six months, I will surely comprehend the True Essence of the Buddhist Dao. If I fail to do so, I'll give you my head as a drinking snack."
The Golden-Winged Eagle King made a solemn pledge.
It was rare for Chu Feng to see the Golden-Winged Eagle King so serious, so he patted the Golden-Winged Eagle King on the shoulder.
"Okay, I believe in you."
After saying this, he turned and left the Golden-Winged Eagle King's room, returning to his own house.
Two and a half months ago, they arrived in Linjiang City. At that time, Chu Feng had just finished writing a Great Dao Script Dao De Jing Bing Yan, so he decided to write out the Sanskrit that the Golden-Winged Eagle King had requested in this beautiful Linjiang City.
A copy of the Dao De Jing, plus a Buddhist scripture, added four points to his True Essence of the Great Dao.
Chu Feng felt an urge to write a book and cultivate himself, but Chu Feng eventually gave up. As the saying goes, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
Why bother writing a book when you can easily break through your own limitations by simply giving your disciple some pointers?
Writing a version of the Dao De Jing in the form of the Great Dao Script is more tiring than killing a Half-Saint. Not to mention the Sanskrit; finishing one volume almost cost him his life.
Chu Feng just wanted to rest for a few days. He was thinking about where to go and have some fun when he saw Chen Qianqian, the little girl, run out of the bedroom.
"Master."
Chen Qianqian bowed to Chu Feng very politely.
Chu Feng stepped forward and patted Qianqian's little head. Seeing how this little girl had gone from being withdrawn at the beginning to being cheerful and lively now, he was genuinely happy.
"Qianqian, where do you want to go today?"
"Master, I heard there's Dragon King Festival in Linjiang City today, and I want to go and see what's going on," Chen Qianqian said, looking at Chu Feng expectantly.
Chu Feng: "No problem, go and call Elder Bing."
"Okay, I'll go call your wife."
After finishing her sentence, Chen Qianqian didn't give her master a chance to scold her for her shortcomings, and ran towards Bing Yan's room with her short legs.
As she ran, she shouted, "Master's wife, Master's wife, shall we go to see the Dragon King Festival together?"
Seeing this, Chu Feng smiled helplessly. This little girl was becoming more and more unruly. It was time to assign her some homework so she could experience the pressure that someone her age should bear.
"Good."
As Bing Yan's voice came, she opened the door and came out of the house. She looked at Chu Feng and asked, "Young Master, have you finished writing the Sanskrit?"
Chu Feng said, "It's already written, Brother Eagle is looking at it now."
Bing Yan nodded slightly, then took Chen Qianqian's hand and walked to Chu Feng's side.
Chen Qianqian took Chu Feng's hand, and the three of them walked towards the door like an ordinary family of three.
After walking a few steps, Chen Qianqian tilted her head and asked, "Master, why do other couples address each other as 'husband' and 'wife,' but you and your mistress call each other 'young master' and 'young lady'?"
Upon hearing this, Bing Yan blushed and timidly turned to look at Chu Feng, her eyes sparkling with anticipation...