Although the Chenglin people were small, they were extraordinary in temperament. They slowly brought a Jindun and sat in front of the table with a steady body, with both hands and feet in a straight head, holding a pen and hanging their wrists, with a focused expression.

Guo Jing was very satisfied with his view. This disciple is good, smart and has a strong learning ability.

Although Guo Jing was a celestial master, he had a low background, had average education in his childhood, and could not write well. As expected, from the bone marrow, he respected scholars. Therefore, in addition to practicing Taoism with him, his younger disciple Cheng Lin would also go to the Imperial College to listen to lectures for a lot of time!

"Master, the Emei Sect has always claimed to be a famous sect and has not had a deep friendship with us, so why do you still have to write to them?"

Cheng Lin's voice was crisp and pleasant. He did not raise his head or move his body, his pen was swaying, and his small characters were so beautiful that they were fresh and elegant.

"Emei is the authentic master of the Xuanmen in the world. Master, the Heavenly Master, must be the general leader of the Taoist sect in the world. You can't ignore others." Guo Jing smiled and explained to his little disciple that he accepted the most spiritual and transparent seed of cultivation. He may not be able to become an immortal, but if this little disciple is well trained, it is possible.

Therefore, Guo Jing likes to bring his little apprentice to the matter with him. He has been teaching him through words since he was a child, hoping that Xiao Chenglin will achieve deeper achievements.

Guo Jing has to listen to the opposite words. Now it is actually because he ignores the Emei Party. It is embarrassing to be the national teacher!

National teacher!

National Master of the Song Dynasty!

This identity is very noble.

This identity is also very humble.

In the eyes of the people of the world, among the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism without true teachings, and among the sects of general inheritance, the status of the national master is extraordinary. He also represents the supreme imperial power, represents the practitioner with profound magic power, and represents the noble immortals!

To make a living in the Song Dynasty, you must respect the national teacher.

But!

In the eyes of the same high-ranking and immeasurable True Tradition Sect, it was not like that for a while!

As for the leader of the Taoist sect, the Emei Sect, who did not follow the world, the status of the national teacher Guo Jing is not enough, and it is far from it.

The Emei School was inherited by Guangchengzi, who was the master of the ancient Huang Emperor. It is said that the ancestor of the Yuanqi, Taishang Laojun, was a true descendant of the immortal family. Someone in the school ascended to become an immortal.

The foundation of the school, "Nine Heavens Xuan Jing", is the authentic Taiqing immortal method of Xuanmen.

The head Changmei Zhensheng has lived for thousands of years. As long as you think about it, you can take the last step at any time and fly away.

He is recognized as the first person to cultivate immortals in the mortal world, a celestial immortal on earth, surpassing countless demons, and is the direct inheritance of the authentic saints.

Absolute pressure and absolute height, how can you look at the wild path of Guo Jing?

Guo Jing usually doesn't come to the door to complain, but today is a bit special. Guo Jing wants to try whether he can start dating with Emei like breaking the ice.

The younger Taoist Cheng Lin copied the more he was, the more surprised he was: "Master, this snake demon is so brave. He didn't know that Tokyo Bianliang is the capital of the Song Dynasty and the ban on demons? Why do you have to send a message to Emei? You can just accept it."

Guo Jing saw that Cheng Lin was almost finished writing, and smiled and touched the dog's head: "Cheng Lin, there are always some people and demons in this world who do not abide by the rules. You should be careful not to rely solely on your own strength to do things. You must learn to borrow strength. Also, try to take less things that are not your own! If you take too much, you will crush yourself to death."

Xiao Chenglin was a little dissatisfied: "But just a snake demon, the master cleaned up in just a few seconds, why bother?"

Guo Jing said: "Just a snake demon? All things in the world, except those who like quiet life for thousands of years, are just like that. Those who love moving life for thousands of years must have incredible abilities. That snake demon is at least more than a thousand years, and they have not caused trouble. The master does not need to find trouble for himself and fight with them."

Yesterday, the green air traveled westward, cutting through the sky above Bianliang, and appeared suddenly and disappeared quickly.

Guo Jing, who was practicing, responded immediately. Using the technique of cutting off the tail of the side and left, without disturbing the other party, he quietly intercepted a little remnant of the demonic energy. Then, based on the demonic energy, he traced the source and found out the general identity and origin of the other party.

Guo Jing became a monk halfway through, and his Taoist magic was very complicated and not systematic, but they were all very useful.

It is a bit strange that snake monsters over a thousand years old.

In this world, Taoism is not obvious. Most of the great monsters live in deep mountains and marshes, and some of them are scattered in the world. There are not many, only a handful of them.

Therefore, Guo Jing roughly concluded that it was one of the two snake monsters who lived in seclusion on Mount Emei and then expelled by the Emei Sect.

The Emei Sect once flew around and compiled these two snake monsters. The snake monster lived in a quiet place and was unknown where it hid, and had not appeared in the past century.

As the national teacher, Guo Jing heard from other Taoist ancestors that Emei fought with the snake demon and suffered heavy losses. After destroying the snake demon's nest, the snake demon stole the treasures of the Emei Town Sect, Ziying and Qingsuo.

The snake demon crossed Bianliang, which was a great disrespect to the Song Dynasty. Logically, Guo Jing should have taken action, but the Shenxiao Sect and Daxiangguo Temple did not move. Of course, Guo Jing was unwilling to move, so the disaster was led to the west. Guo Jing communicated with Emei, first, to let someone deal with the snake demon and give a small punishment, and second, to buy it for the Emei Sect, tell them whereabouts of the snake demon and establish a friendship.

After being in charge for a long time, the national master naturally learned to plot. He had no advantage in confronting the snake demon head-on. It would be easy to leave the snake demon behind if he united with other forces in the capital, but there was no need to. Just send a letter to Emei, and then see if the snake demon would walk over Bianliang again. If he walked more times and paid more attention to it, he would be able to go into battle in person.

Xiao Chenglin is a chatterbox. When he wrote a piece of writing, the crisp sound kept ringing. Sometimes he felt that his master did not take him to catch monsters, sometimes he felt that his master's tone was a little soft, and sometimes he said that his master always practiced and did not take him to play.

After writing the article, Xiao Chenglin proudly showed it to Guo Jing.

People die, and goods are lost, and Cheng Lin is still smaller, but compared with Guo Jing's font, one in the sky and the other underground, Guo Jing nodded with satisfaction.

Cheng Lin was very happy after receiving praise. He quickly turned the word into a paper crane in a few seconds and handed it to his master in a show of flaunting manner.

The white paper crane is placed flat on Guo Jing's palm, with its wings stretched out, stands tall and graceful, simple and beautiful, Xiao Chenglin's hands are very clever!

Guo Jing patted Cheng Lin's head, took a pen, pointed two points on the head of the paper crane, and breathed a sigh of relief at the paper crane.

The paper crane flew up slowly like Kong Mingsun. When it passed over Guo Jing's head, a long and sharp crane sound suddenly appeared.

Cheng Lin was startled. On top of his head, the paper crane began to grow bigger, and then it grew feathers. The tip of its wings was a small black one, and long claws grew. On the crane's top, it was not like Zhu Danhong, but a small black piece, and it turned into a real crane.

Guo Jing pointed out the window and said, "Go!"

The crane flapped its wings, and the huge wind blew the hem of Cheng Lin and Guo Jing's clothes. They walked out and rose up. Cheng Lin jumped to the window and looked up. The stars flashed and the crane disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Master, has it flew to Emei? Can you find the way? You won't kill those birds halfway."
Chapter completed!