Outside the Qingshan County of the Song Dynasty, there is a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. In the long pavilion where literati and poets recite poems, there are only two old and young people today, and a buffalo trying hard to pose with a long whistle to the sky.

The child looks like he is five or six years old, wearing a coarse cloth linen, flat trouser legs, bare-legged pair of small feet, a small bamboo flute and an exquisite whip on his waist, and a small hat not far away, you can tell at a glance that he is a standard cowherd.

But the little cowherd was holding a green bamboo brush and painting on one piece of rice paper that you can see at a glance. The buffalo in the painting is vivid and almost exactly the same as the buffalo not far away. It is not only similar in shape, but also in spirit.

The old man next to the child has a white robe, white hair and white beard, a childish face, a fairy-like body, one hand behind the back and the other hand holding the beard, one look at the paintings on rice paper, and then another look at the little cowherd who looks hard to paint. He can't help but smile a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Finally, the child's painting was about to be completed. When the child finished his last stroke, the vivid buffalo in the painting suddenly emitted a faint golden light, and then the buffalo in the painting actually started to move.

“Moo—!”

The buffalo in the painting roared to the sky with a long roar, and actually walked out of the painting, turned into a golden light and flew out into the body of the buffalo not far away, which was trying to roar to the sky with a long roar.

“Moo—!”

Just after the golden light merged into the buffalo, the buffalo shivered and even let out a long roar.

After a long whistle, the buffalo who didn't know why he looked like this was a little confused and looked at the old and the young not far away.

The child, who also didn't know what was going on, stared at the boss with his eyes open, looked at the rice paper in front of him for a while, then looked up at A Niu not far away, then looked at the green bamboo brush in his hand, and then hurriedly raised his head and stared at A Niu in front of him, his face full of incredibleness.

On the other side, the old man who knew what had just happened looked at the little cowherd in front of him with a more confused look, then turned his gaze to the big buffalo not far away, and after a moment, he turned his gaze to the green bamboo brush in the hand of the little cowherd beside him, and finally fell back on the little cowherd.

In this way, the old and the young and the buffalo made no sound, and stared at the three of them with big eyes and turned their eyes to each other.

The scene was once very... weird!

In this way, this strange atmosphere lasted dozens of breaths among the three. The old man with a tender face slowly changed from tender white to flush. Then he stepped forward and squatted down and grabbed the little boy's shoulders tightly and asked excitedly: "Little baby, come and tell me, what's your name, and what age is this year?"

"My name is Yan Liang, I am five years old this year." Yan Liang looked at the old man who was excited and distorted in front of him for some reason, and answered timidly.

"I'll give you this magic pen, it's good to be your teacher..." The old man looked at the little doll in front of him with a look of hope.

"Can you really give this magic pen to me?" Yan Liang asked in disbelief. You must know that before today, he had never used a brush, and he had never even dared to think about the exquisite brush as he had in front of him.

"Of course it's true. As long as you take me as your teacher, I will not only give you this magic pen, but also pass on your Taoist Dharma. Perhaps one day it is not impossible to achieve immortality." The old man with white beard also stood up at this time, held his beard with one hand and replied with a smile, instantly returning to the previous appearance of immortality.

No wonder Qingyun was so disobedient just now. He never expected that he was just a whim and went out for a trip. Occasionally, he saw this little baby painting with a branch and was extremely devoted to it. The painting he drew was actually three points in his mind, so he wanted to test it again to take it back to his disciple, who was handed over to his disciple, to be a little disciple of the peak.

But somehow, when he was testing him, he used the treasure of the inheritance of this sect, the Qiankun Creation Pen, for him to use.

What he never expected was that this little baby not only picked up this inherited treasure, but also had a trace of connection with this inherited treasure the moment he picked it up.

What made Qingyun even more incredible is that this little doll actually used the magic pen for the first time without any spiritual power to activate it, and through this treasure without a master, he used the magic power of "transforming form with deity and melting body with form" to use the magic power.

"Okay! OK! Then be my master!" After hearing the affirmative answer from the old man with white beard, Xiao Yanliang immediately shouted happily, and at the same time, his little hands tightly grasped the brush, fearing that the old man would repent.

After a few more joy, the little boy began to feel frowning.

"But my family doesn't have any extra grain for the teacher! Is there no grain for apprenticeship, so you won't accept me as an apprentice?" Yan Liang suddenly thought that when the children in the village learned to read or learned skills, they all needed to give the teacher a year of food, so Yan Liang asked sadly.

"Haha! Don't worry! As long as you want to worship under my disciple, from now on, it will only be the reason for giving you gifts to your teacher. You will not want anything from you." Qingyun laughed happily.

"Come on! Come on! Kowtow three times to your master, and then call me Master." The old man didn't say much, for fear of any changes in the middle, and did not care about the etiquette of apprenticeships worthy of their status. He sat directly on the stone bench in the pavilion and kowtowed to him. During this period, he even felt that the little guy was kneeling a little slow, so he placed his hands on Xiao Yanliang's shoulder and forced him to kneel down.

"OK!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"master."

Xiao Yanliang was pressed down by the old man and knelt down. He didn't think anything was wrong. He just kowtowed three times, and then called out to the master with a crisp sound.

After seeing Yan Liang performing the ceremony of apprenticeship, the old man finally put his heart in his stomach.

"Okay, okay! From now on, you will be my Qingyun's closed disciple! Please keep this magic pen."

As he spoke, the magic pen in Qingyun's hand turned into a green light and merged into Yan Liang's body.

As the golden light entered his body, Yan Liang shivered first, and then he found that the brush that the old god had just thrown to him was gone. What made him feel even more amazing was that he felt something seemed to be in his lower abdomen, and at this time it was constantly emitting a faint heat, as if his whole body was warm, making him feel indescribable comfort.

Then he curiously hugged his clothes and touched them on his lower abdomen: "Master, has that pen run into my stomach? Am I pregnant now?" Xiao Yanliang asked naively.

"Uh... Xiao Yanliang's pen ran into your dantian. After you practice Taoism in the future, you can take it out freely. It is completely different from the concept of pregnancy of ordinary people. And only women will get pregnant, and men will not get pregnant." Although the old man was almost shocked because of Xiao Yanliang's problem, he still patiently explained to Yan Liang.

"Xiao Yanliang! Now you come to your home and talk to your parents. From now on, I will go back to the mountain gate and focus on cultivating immortals and asking!" Qingyun stroked his beard with one hand behind his back, and tried hard to show a transcendent attitude in front of the newly acquired disciple.

But this time he didn't wait until his disciple saw his fairy aura and grew his mouth again in amazement. However, he waited for a problem that such a big child would cause headaches for all the elders of immortal cultivators.

Because when Xiao Yanliang heard Qingyun say that he would take him away from his family and practice in the mountains, he immediately stopped doing it and shouted that he would live with his parents and sister.

This made Qingyun, who was still fairy-like a moment ago, immediately fell into the mortal world, like an ordinary old man next door coaxing his grandson, squatting there to coax Xiaoyan for a long time.

Just like an ordinary grandfather coaxes his grandson, if his grandfather does not make concessions or brings out some substantial benefits, he will basically not convince a child of five or six years old. After all, for a child of five or six years old, let alone practicing immortality, even if the opportunity to become an immortal is right in front of him, he will not agree to be separated from his parents.

Qingyun, the old man with fairy aura, squatted there and coaxed Yan Liang for a long time. He almost said he was dry, but he did not convince himself, his precious apprentice.

In the end, he had to make concessions to his precious disciple whom he had never met in a thousand years. He decided not to bring Yan Liang back to the sect for the time being, and teach Yan Liang the Taoist Dharma here. As long as Yan Liang practiced hard, he would practice the Taoist Dharma he taught within three years and agreed to Yan Liang to bring his sister to the immortal sect to practice. If he achieved small success within two years, he would bring Yan Liang's parents to the immortal sect together. If he achieved small success in one year, he would even be able to join Yan Liang's dreams with Yan Liang to the immortal sect.

Of course, with Qingyun's transcendent status as the Supreme Elder in the sect, let alone Yan Liang's family, he could easily settle it even with a few Yan Liang's playmates in the mountain gate. However, there are rules for the sect. The more a person with a transcendent status like Qingyun, the more he cannot break the rules at will, otherwise the sect's atmosphere will be easily damaged.

Moreover, Qingyun's other purpose is to let Yan Liang know that there is nothing in the world that can gain without hard work.

Of course, what is more important is to put some pressure on Yan Liang to let him know to take the initiative to practice. After all, it is inevitable for a child to be playful.

As for the skills I planned to hand over to Xiao Yanliang, it was naturally the inheritance of my own lineage, which was the first of the three most difficult practice techniques in the Jiuzhou world.

I thought it took me a year to get started, and Xiaocheng took me a full five years. I asked Yan Liang to reach the level of small success in one year, just because I wanted to put some pressure on him.

Finally, I made everything with Yan Liang and made an agreement with him. Qingyun sighed to the sky! I think of the Supreme Elder, who is the largest sect of the human race and the longest inheritance of the human race, I don’t know how many young talents from the big clans want to see me in different ways to pray for a chance to guide me, a god-like figure in the sky.
Chapter completed!