"Little friend, be my disciple. From now on, you will have steamed buns to eat every day, okay?”
On the streets, passers-by were in a hurry. Snow was falling from the sky. The light snowflakes fell from the sky, dressing the entire world in silver. The white snow was filled with a deep chill. On such a snowy day, everyone was wearing thick cotton jackets and wide robes.
However, in such an environment, there were two people who were different. Opposite a steamed bun shop, a ten-year-old boy was squatting in the corner. He was wearing thin clothes that were torn and had many holes. One could vaguely see the dark flesh inside. He had probably been beaten up. A pair of clear eyes stared at the steaming steamed bun opposite him. After a moment, she grabbed the snow on the ground and swallowed it, completely unaware of the coldness of the ice and snow. In the end, she wiped her mouth as if she had not had enough and burped as if she was full.
This action attracted the attention of the old man who happened to pass by. The little boy raised his head and looked at the old man standing in front of him. He saw a white-haired old man staring at him with a pair of benevolent eyes. His loose robe fluttered even though there was no wind, as if there was a gentle wind blowing.
"Grandpa, is what you said true?”The little boy turned his head to look at the steamed bun opposite him, then turned his gaze back and asked curiously, his eyes excited.
"Really, I'm not lying to you! Look!" The old man smiled and nodded. He reached out from his sleeve and handed a steaming hot steamed bun to the little boy.
"It's really a steamed bun! Grandpa, you really didn't lie!" The little boy's eyes were filled with ecstasy, but he did not reach out to take it. He just grabbed a large handful of snow and swallowed it.
The old man couldn't help but feel very curious about his actions. He asked doubtfully,"Why didn't you take the steamed bun but swallowed the snow instead? Don't you feel cold?”
"Grandpa, I think you must be poor if you wear so little. Thank you for your kindness. You should eat this steamed bun yourself.”The little boy shook his head. However, it was as if he was going against himself. After he finished speaking, his stomach growled, making him blush.
"Haha! I'll give it to you. At least I'm not hungry now! No matter how much snow you eat, you won't be full!”The old man stuffed the steamed bun into the little boy's hand and patted his head kindly." What's your name?”
"ESMAU!" The little boy, ESMAU, picked up the steamed bun excitedly and began to eat. He was indeed starving. He had not eaten for a day and a night. If he had not been strong-willed, he would have frozen to death in such a cold and snowy day wearing a thin and tattered shirt.
"ESMAU! Can you be my disciple?" The old man saw that ESNU had finished the steamed bun in no time, so he smiled and handed him another steamed bun.
Young Master Hua looked curiously at the old man's sleeve, but he was soon attracted by the mantou. Without saying a word, he took the mantou and ate it again. After eating a total of ten mantous, Young Master Hua wiped his mouth with a look of reminiscence and said,"Do I get to eat steamed buns every day as your disciple?”
"Hahahaha!" The old man couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. He stroked his long beard and said," Of course, being my disciple not only gives you steamed buns to eat, but also fish. How about it? Are you willing?"
Seeing Junior ESMAU nodding his head happily, the old man was overjoyed and said,""Alright, from now on, you are Master's disciple! I am Qingxuan. Since you have become my disciple, then you can choose an item to decide the technique you will cultivate in the future!”
As he spoke, Old Taoist Qingxuan spread out his hands, and four items appeared in front of Little Master Hua. His hands made his eyes shine with excitement. He looked at the four items in front of him and couldn't take his eyes off them. For a moment, he couldn't decide which one to choose.
The passers-by hurried past, but they ignored the old and young couple as if no one existed here. The four items gave off a gentle light. Within the red light, an ancient zither floated quietly. Its seven strings flickered with golden light and emitted a faint sound. If one listened carefully, it seemed like an illusion.
Next was a square chessboard with black lines crisscrossing on it. It was like a ravine between mountains, separating the two mountains. There was a faint illusion that trapped one's mind. The chessboard wrapped in yellow light slowly rotated. When Little Master Hua looked at it, he felt that this small chessboard was like a world.
The third item was a book. It seemed to be from a long time ago. The book was covered in a green light and was a little blurry, but the words on it were clearly visible. However, Little Master Hua was illiterate, so he did not know what the three words were. However, after taking a look, he felt that the words were very attractive. Even when facing a steaming hot steamed bun, Little Master Hua had never felt this way.
The last item was a paintbrush. The purple light emitted a deep and leisurely charm. The paintbrush stood in the air, floating up and down bit by bit. There seemed to be circles of ripples on the tip of the brush, as if there was a kind of soul that was attracting ESMAU.
"How is it? Which one do you like? These four techniques correspond to four different techniques, and you can only cultivate one of them!”Old Taoist Qingxuan quietly waited for ESMAU's decision. Seeing that little ESMAU was seriously sizing him up from head to toe, he said,""These four items are respectively the Phoenix Zither, Black Tortoise Chess, Green Dragon Book, and Tiger Soul Brush. Each of them has a different effect.”
"I choose this one, Tiger Soul Brush!" Little Light Master pointed at the Tiger Soul Brush.
Qingxuan raised his eyebrows. To be honest, he did not want this disciple to choose the Tiger Soul Brush. It would be great if he could convince him to change his mind. Qingxuan asked in confusion,""Why did you choose the Tiger Soul Brush? One had to know that any of the other three items would be stronger than it! The cry of the phoenix is clear and clear, and the heart of the soul is shaken. The Xuanwu becomes the world and only I am respected. The green dragon roars and knows the beginning of all things. The tiger soul is painted on the river and mountain. The Tiger Soul Brush was ranked last.”The order was not based on this paragraph, but in order to make ESMAU give up his choice, Qingxuan had no choice but to lie.
"No, Master! " I chose the Tiger Soul Brush so that I won't be hungry anymore. When I'm hungry, I can draw a steamed bun to satisfy my hunger. I've never eaten a steamed bun before. There's meat inside. This is the best choice for me!”Little Huashi rejected Old Taoist Qingxuan and reached out to hold the Tiger Soul Brush. The latter was speechless.
In an instant, a purple light flashed, and Little Hua shi was covered by a purple ocean. A spell formula echoed in his mind," Refined by the soul, leading to the beginning of the spirit, the form of the image, appearing in it…" It seemed like a long time had passed. When Little Hua shi remembered this profound spell formula, he came back to his senses and saw the ruddy face of Old Taoist Qingxuan.
"Thank you, Master!" After Little ESMAU woke up, he seemed to have grown up quite a bit. Although he was the same height, his mind had matured a lot. He knew that his life had changed from this moment on, but he did not know what would happen in the future. "Master, I want to learn your ability to store steamed buns in your sleeves. Can you teach me?”
Old Taoist Qingxuan smiled amiably and stroked Little Master Hua's head with his left hand." That's fine too. It'll be much easier for you to do things if I teach you this skill. Since the Soul Painting Art that you've learned for self-defense is only slightly higher than the Danqing Art, I'll teach you more cultivation techniques! My World in the Sleeve is divided into four levels. Every level increases your progress greatly. The first level can hide some commonly used items. The second layer was much stronger than the first layer. The third layer of Mysterious Sleeves was a self-defense move. It could retract the opponent's attack and return it, but if the attack was too strong, it would be ineffective. The fourth layer was the World in the Sleeve, which could accommodate all things in the world. This layer was the foundation of this technique. The second technique was Thousand Traces Steps, which was used to dodge. When practiced to the extreme, it could transform into thousands of shadows, confusing the opponent and allowing him to escape.”
"Thank you, Master!" Little Hua shi knew how powerful it was when he heard this. Although the first technique seemed to be the most useless, he knew that it was only because he did not understand this technique that he had such thoughts. If he waited until he practiced this technique to the highest level, he believed that it would be very powerful. Not only the Soul Painting Art, but even the World in the Sleeve and the Thousand Traces Steps were all remarkable divine arts. Just thinking about the art that could accommodate all things in the world made one unable to help but fantasize about collecting a mountain and then hiring a few steamed bun masters to make steamed buns for him. That way, he would not have to worry about going hungry in the future. Thinking of this, Little Master Hua could not help but smile happily. If Old Taoist Qingxuan knew his thoughts, he would laugh at him for being silly or naive. The last movement technique was used to save one's life. Just think about how powerful a movement technique that could save one's life at any time in a battle was.
"Get up! Perhaps the heavens want me to work hard, but I didn't expect that after finding a satisfactory disciple, I would choose the Soul Painting Secrets.”Qingxuan sighed emotionally and said,""You can get up. Since you are willing to be an unaffiliated person, I will not force you. I will send you to a place to cultivate first.”
Master Hua stood up and looked at the three floating objects with his clear eyes.""Master, are you still going to find candidates for those three items?”
"Haha! You are really smart. That's right, I still have to choose three disciples to inherit those three divine weapons!”Old Taoist Qingxuan's eyebrows curved into a smile. He was even more delighted with this disciple of his. He took out a bag and handed it to Little Master Hua." I have already imprinted the two techniques into your sea of consciousness. I can't teach you personally now, so you can practice them on your own first. There are some cultivation aiding pills and Qi Refinement techniques in this bag for you to practice on your own.”
After Old Taoist Qingxuan handed the bag to Little Hua shi, he waved his left hand and a light appeared out of thin air. The gentle light expanded to more than three meters long as he touched it. Then, it spread to both sides and an arched light screen appeared in front of Little Hua shi. Old Taoist Qingxuan stroked his beard and said,"Go, disciple. Remember to practice the technique well. If I don't reach the Celestial Realm when I find you in the future, I won't acknowledge our master-disciple relationship.”
Little ESMAU stared blankly at the screen. When he finally heard his master's words, he shuddered and turned around to pay his respects."Yes, Master. ESMAU will definitely not disappoint you!”After saying that, he turned around and stepped into the light screen. As his figure disappeared, the entire light screen also dissipated in the air.
Old Taoist Qingxuan laughed out loud, thinking that he had taken in a good disciple. Just as he was about to be happy, he suddenly patted his head and said,"Sigh! I was so happy that I forgot. I just came from another world, but I forgot to send ESMAU to another world. Sigh, forget it. Going to the Otherworld is not considered dangerous. It's just that there are a little fewer natural treasures, so it's fine! In that case, I'll go to the fantasy world first!”
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