Chapter 38 Ascension Tour (Fourth update, please give me a monthly ticket) It took two days and two nights to cook a pot of bird soup. The three little ones got some, but they were driven back to their respective peaks to recuperate. At this moment, Wei Wenxin was holding a large bowl, drinking soup with Yue Jinxiu, and discussing the styles of jewelry. Seeing the master coming, he hurriedly asked her to sit down. Taoist Master Mingzhen rarely had a stern face and glanced at her. When it comes to making people angry, this good disciple of hers is truly gifted. "Pack up and come with me. Jinxiu, come with us!" Wei Wenxin's mind was now full of research at home, and he was also sorting out the mining technology. He didn't want to go out at all, so he had to ask. "Master, where are you going?" Daoist Master Mingzhen did not answer this question, but only told her: "Your uncle came back two days ago. Her Qingluan is about to break through, so we must not let it get lost. I took them both back to my place for retreat and told them that I would be away for a few years." Seeing her eyes sweep across the pot of soup in front of her, Wei Wenxin immediately understood.
The uncle cares about Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing cares about the group of spiritual birds, and she cares about her fellow junior brothers and sisters. Upon hearing that his fellow junior brothers and sisters were beaten up, he caught so many spiritual birds in the Bird Forest in a rage to make soup, making the group of spiritual birds that had already transformed into human form so angry that they vomited blood. If Xiaoqing knew about this, it would affect her breakthrough, and no matter how good the uncle-master was to her, she would feel alienated from him. After all, Xiaoqing is like a family member to Uncle Master. Now her master has helped her stabilize her uncle and her spiritual bird. Since she said she would be away from home for a few years, she must really be away for a few years. Otherwise, if Xiaoqing breaks through quickly and comes out soon, it will be difficult for the master. If you deceive your disciple for the sake of your grandson, it would be strange if the disciple didn't feel jealous! She is the master's only female disciple, who was raised like a daughter since she was a child. It is better to avoid this kind of Shura scene if possible. "Then Master, please go alone. I'm still——" Before she could finish, Taoist Master Mingzhen glared at her, and she dared not say anything more. For her sake, the master had to go out and travel for a few years to pretend to be a master. There was no reason for her, the culprit, to stay at home and live a leisurely life. Another thing is that my master will ascend to heaven in a few years, and this trip might be his last. He wants to say goodbye to his old friends, visit familiar places, and let his most beloved junior accompany him throughout the journey... This way, if something unexpected happened to her during her ascension, she would have no regrets. If she ascends successfully, and Wei Wenxin has an accident and cannot ascend in the future, for her, this journey will also be a wish. After realizing this, Wei Wenxin readily agreed. This kind of ascension tour is very popular in the Qinghuan Realm. Taking the younger generation along, in addition to allowing her to broaden her horizons, the most important thing is to help her get to know people. These are all valuable connections that can save lives at critical moments. Yue Jinxiu understood what was going on and would not shamelessly follow him. Didn't you see that the master didn't even bring other disciples with him, only Wei Wenxin? Why would she go with him?
"Grandmaster, Wen Xin is seriously injured and cannot refine weapons. I am also in a hurry to order jewelry for Nan Li, so I can't go with you." Wei Wenxin's injury will take at least a year and a half to heal. Before that, it will be difficult for him to refine weapons. Next year she would go to the Beastmaster Sect with her parents to celebrate the birthday of Li Manman’s ancestor. She could not allow herself to lose as soon as she showed up. Wei Wenxin thought about it and agreed. "I just made a bracelet for your set of jewelry. I will make the rest for you after my injury heals. You can take your time to design it when you have time. I will make it according to your wishes later." "It's okay, don't worry, wait until you have a higher level of cultivation, and I will take advantage of you even more!" Taoist Master Mingzhen politely went to the yard, leaving enough space for the two to talk. He waited until Wei Wenxin sent Yue Jinxiu back before taking her out. - The Wanjian Sect is located between mountains, surrounded by vast, uninhabited jungles. The forest is filled with all kinds of thorns, making it impossible to step foot. Wei Wenxin hadn't been out for decades, so when he saw these things, he didn't feel as if he was in a different world. The changes in the world of immortal cultivation are always very slow. "Master, where are we going?" Taking into consideration that she was injured, Taoist Master Mingzhen did not fly on a sword this time, but chose to take a car instead. A cart pulled by a spirit beast is one of the few modes of transportation that a sword cultivator's natal sword can accept. The carriage is very large, with space magic applied inside. It has two floors, with eight rooms in total. There is an open-plan tea room at the entrance, which is warmly and comfortably decorated. The four wind-attributed beasts pulling the cart have great endurance and can pull the cart quickly and steadily. Wei Wenxin got in the car and chatted with his master in the tea room while drinking tea. "Let's go to Wanjian City and have a good drink first." The master's eyes lit up: "The Immortal Wine Festival is coming again, there must be good wine." Wei Wenxin was a little embarrassed: "Master, I am seriously injured and have not recovered yet..." She was also a wine lover, but her master had been strict with her since she was young and would not allow her to drink alcohol as she had injuries on her body. Daoist Master Mingzhen obviously also knew this. "Of course I'll drink it, you watch!" Seeing her eyes wide open and looking at him in disbelief, Taoist Master Mingzhen was in a very happy mood. After a moment, he couldn't help but sigh and said earnestly: "I am just teaching you a lesson. When I am not in Qinghuan Realm, you better not be so impulsive. The matter of the Nanhai Sect is fine. It involves dignity and you cannot retreat even if you die. But regarding the matter of the Hundred Birds Forest, you have somewhat disregarded your uncle's reputation." After the fight, he still insisted on catching the spiritual birds raised by his uncle to make soup. He was really too stingy. Just like the old lady in the mortal world, when her grandson was bullied by the gossipy old woman next door, she immediately caught the other person's chicken and brought it back to make soup. Really...
Wei Wenxin said sternly: "The reason I did this is just to tell everyone that if anyone dares to beat up Xiao Er and the others like this group of spiritual birds, I will not let them go no matter who they are!" She simply valued the lives of her fellow junior brothers and sisters more than her uncle's reputation, and was reluctant to see them get hurt. Daoist Master Mingzhen found it funny: "Do you think that in my heart, the lives of Xiaoer and the others are not as important as the reputation of your uncle?" Wei Wenxin turned her face away and agreed. "Then have you ever thought about this: when I ascend to the upper realm, your great-grandmaster Mingcheng will also be passing away soon. Who will you rely on then? You love getting into trouble so much, your master will definitely go traveling and seclude himself. When that time comes, he may not be seen for decades. What will you do? Who am I worrying so hard about?" Wei Wenxin was grateful that her master was thinking about her, but—— "Today a group of spiritual birds dared to beat them up. Wouldn't everyone dare to bully them in the future? It's her fault that my uncle didn't teach the spiritual birds well! Grandmaster, you have to be reasonable! It's my uncle who should be blamed! Not me! I'm not wrong!" Daoist Master Mingzhen looked at her gently: "But Wenxin, this world is often unreasonable. There is only strong and weak." As the weaker one, we often have to endure injustice and anger, listen to what others say, and watch what others do. They have no say and no decision-making power. Wei Wenxin blushed: "Master, you look down on me!" She is now in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and will soon be able to advance to the late stage. Her uncle is only in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation. She is confident that she can catch up with him within five hundred years! "I know you are very strong among the cultivators of the same level, even stronger than the eldest senior brother of your uncle's family, but he is your own uncle and should be your helper. Why do you want to make her unhappy?" Wei Wenxin sneered: "Could it be that in her heart, I, Wei, am not as good as a group of spiritual birds that have not yet awakened their wisdom? If Master Uncle really thinks so, then it's better not to have Master Uncle!" After that, he looked aggrieved again: "Besides, Grandmaster, you are looking down on my uncle too much." Although Taoist Qingluan does not like interpersonal communication, he has an open mind and is not the kind of person who cares about trivial matters. Taoist Master Mingzhen was stunned for a moment. It seems... quite reasonable? Ahem, this is Chapter 4. (End of this chapter)