latelenovela Chapter 361 A-Ying Misses a Good Opportunity
Chapter 361 A-Ying Misses a Good Opportunity
A handsome middle-aged man quietly appeared before everyone's eyes.
If Aying were here, she would definitely know who this is. Unfortunately, Aying got impatient halfway through eating the melon and had already flown away.
Thus, Aying missed a great opportunity.
When it finds out about all this in the future, it will want to pluck all the feathers off its body.
Let's get back to the matter at hand.
Everyone stared in astonishment as the figure gradually solidified, especially Wenwen.
She never expected that a drop of her blood could restore the Celestial Master's voice and smile to their original state. Although it was just a shadow, it was still a thousand times better than the previous outline.
However, at this moment, the Celestial Master's eyes were closed, and his shadow only lasted for a few breaths before it suddenly shrank and flashed into the Soul Nourishing Wood. His small figure was also pulled back into the Soul Nourishing Wood.
Everything returned to normal, and all was quiet.
In just a few short breaths, the Grandmaster was truly shocked.
This was also the first time that the Grandmaster had seen the Celestial Master's face.
However, the face looked familiar, and the grandmaster was lost in thought for a moment, wondering where he had seen it before.
"Huh? He... why did he leave like that, Grandmaster?"
A single sentence brought the master back to his senses from deep thought.
"Grandmaster, will he come out again?"
Wen Chengbin voiced everyone's thoughts.
The grandmaster composed himself and said, "Yes, but let's wait a while?"
"How long?" Wenwen was worried that his promise would fall through.
"How would I know? Just wait and see."
Wenwen pouted...
Only a master could say something so irresponsible. If it were anyone else, she would go crazy and start fighting.
Wenwen's eyes lit up, and she came up with a plan. She approached her grandmaster and said obediently, "Grandmaster, look here. It's a dark and windy night, so dark you can't see your hand in front of your face. You have some time, so how about we chat for a few minutes?"
Haha, those who know these languages will understand them, and even our grandmaster is familiar with them.
"Puch-"
The grandmaster's white eyebrows twitched, and he laughed, "Alright, five cents it is, not a cent more or less."
"Hahaha."
So Wenwen took out a tent, laid out soft mats, and arranged various fruits and snacks, creating a comfortable little nest for her master to chat in. The group found a place to sit down.
A friendly exchange with questions and answers officially began.
Wenwen: "Grandmaster, who is the Celestial Master?"
Grandmaster: "I don't know."
Ye Jingchuan: "How did you receive, oh no, how did you meet the Celestial Master?"
Grandmaster: "I met him a few years ago when I was traveling in a village and passed by the village's ancestral hall."
Wen Chengjian: "Grandmaster, what happened back then? Tell us about it."
Wen Chengbin took a cup of tea and held it to his master's lips, "Master, please moisten your throat first."
His sycophantic behavior was so blatant that none of them could bear to look at him. It was a cause for celebration that Wen Chengbin gained another point in his master's heart.
The grandmaster took a sip of fine tea and began, "It's like this..."
He then recounted the entire incident.
It turns out that a few years ago, the master crossed a mountain and arrived at a mountain village. He heard the villagers gathered in the ancestral hall and discussing something loudly.
He went up and asked, only to find out that wild boars had entered the village last night. Fortunately, there were no casualties. The villagers who got up early saw several wild boar carcasses lying at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
The villagers were worried that they had encountered some kind of evil spirit and were discussing going to a nearby temple to invite a master to perform a ritual.
And so, the appearance of our grandmaster gave everyone an opportunity.
Therefore, when the ancestor was performing the ritual, just as he was about to take out the soul-nourishing wood, a phantom appeared in the sky above the ancestral hall, which was the faint outline of the Celestial Master's figure.
Of course, the villagers in the ancestral hall cannot see the Celestial Master; only the Grandmaster can.
As for what conditions were exchanged between the Grandmaster and the Celestial Master, no one knows.
At this point, Wenwen pressed for an answer, "Grandmaster, what did you promise him?"
The grandmaster glanced at her leisurely, picked up a peach, took a bite, and said, "Mmm, sweet, really sweet."
After finishing the peach, the grandmaster slowly said, "Girl, the Buddha said..."
"The secret cannot be leaked."
The group spoke in unison, then looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Wenwen thought to herself, "Oh well, with my grandmaster here, the Celestial Master shouldn't renege on his promise. I'll just wait and see."
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the master asked, "You still haven't told me what happened to those stones today?"
"Oh, this? Grandmaster, that's a Void Stone. It can be used to refine storage rings, and the storage space is several times larger than our storage bag."
"Oh, is that so?" The grandmaster's eyes lit up, revealing a hint of longing.
Wen Chengbin followed up with flattery, "Don't worry, Master, I'll have my father expedite the making of one for you tomorrow. It'll definitely be useful."
Snapped!
"Ouch, why did you hit me, Grandmaster?"
Caught off guard, the grandmaster tapped Wen Chengbin on the head.
"You little brat, always up to crooked tricks. I am the Second Elder, and I set an example by exchanging battle merit points for cultivation resources. How could I possibly use back channels? Don't try to mislead me. I am upright and will not associate with you."
Still not satisfied, he struck again. The master turned to the others and instructed, "Remember, don't do these things, or you'll corrupt your younger brothers and sisters."
The group nodded hurriedly, "Grandmaster, we've got it."
Wen Chengbin was extremely annoyed, thinking to himself that he had been trying too hard to be clever, which not only failed to earn him points but might even have cost him points. He had gone too far.
It was still dark.
The grandmaster looked at the sky; it was just the darkness before dawn.
Since he had agreed to exchange battle merits for points, he also needed to collect some stones so he could return and report back to exchange them for cultivation resources.
"Let's go, take me to see that river. Master, you can also get some. You're not allowed to take it from me."
The domineering grandmaster led a few people down from Changming Peak and headed towards the river.
Upon reaching the riverbank, the rushing water rippled with light, and the group extended their spiritual senses into the river.
It must be said, this is truly a treasure river.
The group followed the river downstream and looted a considerable amount of material, large and small, taking whatever they could find, like plucking feathers from a passing goose. They thoroughly searched the stones at the bottom of the riverbed.
Wen Chengbin even worried, "Grandmaster, won't this dig the riverbed down several feet? What if... you know?"
"What? What are you trying to say? If you can't speak properly, then shut up and hurry up and help our master retrieve the stones. Stop with all this nonsense."
Ye Jingchuan kindly reminded him not to lose all the points he had painstakingly gained in a short time, as it would be a waste of time and effort. He was doing things that were thankless and difficult. Oh dear, it was all because of his foul mouth.
Wen Chengbin listened to advice, ate his fill, kept his mouth shut, and diligently scooped up stones.
Why "scooping"? Because the master had not yet cultivated divine sense. Everyone scooped the stones out of the river so he could choose whichever he wanted. The old man was busy and happy, carefully selecting each stone.
As Wen Chengbin fished, he wondered where his uncle and father had led the soldiers. He desperately wanted to see his father, but frankly, it was the storage ring that was keeping him hanging on.
In the following days, they followed their master to nearby temples, lit eternal lamps for the soldiers, and performed several religious ceremonies at various temples.
With this, the matter of sending off the soul was finally brought to a complete end.
That day, Wen Chengbin asked his grandmaster, "Grandmaster, is there anything else here? If not, shall we go find my uncle and the others?"
The group of people exchanged unspoken understandings and all looked at their grandmaster.
In fact, the Grandmaster also had been thinking about upgrading the storage bag.
So, the grandmaster happily announced, "Let's go, we'll set off tonight."