Chapter 125: One-Day Teacher
There are not many toothbrushes left on the stall.

Wang Cong kept only 100 of them.

The young Taoist priest came back and said to Pan Yun, "Fellow Taoist, I'll leave these remaining ten or so for you to sell slowly."

Pan Yun took the lead in thanking him and asked, "I don't like to owe favors to others. What do you want?"

The young Taoist blushed and said, "Master, my name is Li Jisi. You just mentioned the art of looking at qi. I would like to ask you how to do it."

Pan Jun thought about it, then used his skills and his talent to look at him.

Talent allows you to see more things more clearly.

The white aura on his head was almost invisible with a faint golden purple hue. Under the gaze of talent, Pan Yun could more directly see that his eyebrows were clear and upright, and he had a righteous aura.

She smiled and asked, "Do you want to learn?"

The young man blushed and nodded, "Okay? I'm willing to give you all my money."

He took out his purse and handed it to Pan Yun.

Pan Jun glanced at his purse, was silent for a moment, and then reached out to take it.

"Meow——" Pan Xiaohei, who was dozing off beside the stall, raised his head and asked in confusion, "Didn't you want to make friends with him? Why did you take his money again?"

[This is a good fate,] Pan Yun said in his heart: [My fate with him ends here, the deal is done, and we will have no more contact after this, but he is upright and has learned skills, so he can make more good connections, so even if we never see each other again in this life, the connection we have is still a good one.]

Pan Yun murmured, "So this is what Fourth Senior Sister was talking about, the mystery of preaching."

The young Taoist priest waited anxiously for her response. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw her take the money. When she raised her eyes, he said, "Okay, I'll teach you."

The remaining breath also let go.

Li Jisi couldn't help but smile widely.

Wang Cong understood what the Taoist wanted, so he enjoyed his help with peace of mind.

As for Pan Yun teaching him the art of qi-reading, Wang Cong didn't care.

When he first started learning Taoism, his father once told him that as long as he learned the skills, no matter where they were from, they would be considered his own abilities.

When knowledge becomes one's own ability, one can decide for himself whether to pass it on to others or not. In other words, he can accept disciples freely.

But you must know that whether it is taught or not, it is your own karma and you will have to bear it yourself.

So if Junior Master wanted to teach him the art of qi-gazing, that was Junior Master’s personal matter.

Sanqing Mountain does not have any so-called rules that secret methods cannot be passed on to outsiders. They uphold the ideas of Ge Xianweng and welcome all those who pursue longevity and are interested in health preservation to join.

So Wang Cong quietly asked Pan Yun, "Master Junior, do you want to accept him as your apprentice?"

Pan Yun looked at him in shock. "I am still a child myself. I only taught him the art of reading qi. How can I accept him as my disciple?"

Wang Cong nodded, "I also think that he and you are not destined to be master and disciple."

Although Pan Yun said that he did not accept disciples, the young Taoist still knelt down and kowtowed to Pan Yun and called him "Master" before officially learning from him.

Pan Yun said, "Just call me Master today. Once you have learned it, leave and don't come to Sanqing Mountain again."

The young Taoist priest looked entangled and said, "What if I can't learn it today?"

Pan Yun: "Then you can call me Master again tomorrow."

"What if I still can't learn it tomorrow?"

Pan Yun looked at him speechlessly and said unhappily, "You only have three days. If you can't learn it in three days, you should change your career. After that, don't tell others that you used to be my apprentice."

Li Jisi smiled and said, "Yes, Master."

Miao Zhen was eager to try, and said to her: "Uncle Junior, let me teach him with you."

She also wanted to see if she could teach an apprentice.

Pan Yun thought he had memorized and learned everything Xuanmiao taught.

But judging from the results of her use of the Qi-Watching Technique, it is clear that there is a huge gap between remembering knowledge and applying it.

Although she looked confident, she was actually a little nervous, so she immediately agreed to Miaozhen.

Miaozhen has also learned the art of qi-gazing very well. With her help, she can fill in the gaps. She doesn't believe that Li Jisi will not be able to teach her.

Pan Yun turned around and invited Tao Yanbai, "Yanbai, come with us."

Tao Yanbai was more talented in qigong, but he was praised by Xuanmiao.

Tao Yanbai also nodded.

Miaohe looked at Pan Yun with starry eyes.

Pan Yun paused, then called her over, "Miaohe, come along too."

Miaohe agreed immediately, "Okay, okay."

Li Jisi himself didn't expect that he would gain four masters just by bowing his head once.

He turned his head to look at Wang Cong, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes. This Taoist priest is the oldest and looks the most powerful, so he should be the most powerful, right?

Wang Cong, who was watching the fun, immediately turned his head away and avoided Li Jisi's gaze.

He was already busy enough and had no time to join in the games played by Junior Master and his friends.

Pan Yun pulled him aside and secretly taught him the art of seeing qi, "Gather the spiritual power into your eyes..." Li Jisi: "What spiritual power?"

Pan Yun: "It's Yuanli."

Li Jisi's face flushed, and he asked in a low voice: "What is Yuanli?"

Pan Yun: "...Then, why don't you try your internal strength?"

Li Jisi: "Master, I only know basic leg skills, not internal force skills."

The new master and disciple looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Pan Yun said, "Okay, I will teach you another set of breathing techniques, which are internal energy techniques. You can practice them."

Pan Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Although you don't have Yuanli and internal force, it doesn't matter. With the Qi-gazing technique, you can still observe with your naked eyes."

"Look at that person's face. What color do you see?"

Li Jisi turned around and saw a middle-aged woman standing in the crowd. She was carrying a basket in one hand and holding a child in the other. She was selecting cloth at a stall not far away. While selecting, she was bargaining fiercely with the stall owner.

Li Jisi looked at it for a while and said, "Red, and a little...purple?"

"Huh?" Pan Jun knew he had seen it wrong as soon as he heard it. He shifted his gaze and saw the middle-aged woman that Li Jisi mentioned.

She stood up suddenly and rushed over there.

Tao Yanbai and the other two looked over there as well. When they saw the woman's face, Tao Yanbai and Miao He suddenly stood up and immediately ran over.

Pan Yun pushed through the crowd and ran to the woman's side. He grabbed her hand holding the cloth and said, "Good man, good man, calm down and take a rest."

The middle-aged woman shook off her hand, took the child in her arms and looked at Pan Yun warily, "Who are you? I don't have any money to give you, go ask someone else for alms."

Pan Yun: "...I'm not begging for alms. I just saw that you looked unwell, so I asked you to take a rest."

"You look unhappy..."

The stall owner who had been bargaining with her just now said directly: "You look really bad, so you should listen to this little Taoist priest and go take a rest."

The middle-aged woman said: "I was the first one to see this cloth. Don't try to steal my cloth. Boss, can you give me less? I will buy it if you give me two cents less."

The stall owner started to grumble. He really didn't want to sell it to her, and he bargained very hard. But after Pan Yun ordered, he looked at her face and knew there was something wrong.

He was also afraid of something going wrong and didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he said, "Give it to you, give it to you."

Seeing that he agreed so easily, the middle-aged woman felt a little regretful and thought she could chop it down a little more.

She lowered her head and continued to turn the cloth, and said nothing again.

The stall owner was so angry that he fell backwards. That was it. She chopped and chopped, and he agreed to her decision but then decided not to buy it, and wanted to chopped the price down even more.

The transaction price of this fabric has changed downwards three times.

If it’s still less, he’ll have to pay for it.

The stall owner looked at Pan Yun with pleading eyes.

Pan Yun: …

She also realized that this was not someone who could be persuaded.

She immediately turned around and said to Tao Yanbai who was running up, "Go and call Third Senior Brother."

Tao Yanbai glanced at the woman's face, then turned and ran away.

Pan Jun leaned aside with her arms folded, and watched her continue to bargain with the stall owner. The sweat on her forehead became more and more, and her face became redder and redder.

So this is what it feels like to watch someone commit suicide?

Li Jisi stood beside Pan Yun and watched for a while, and then he was sure. After thinking for a while, his eyes fell on the child in her hand, and he walked forward and said in surprise: "What a noble child, this child has a bright future."

Pan Jun's eyes lit up, he put down his arms and stood up straight, looking at Li Jisi with satisfaction, thinking that he was indeed smarter than himself.

Just as he was about to smile, the middle-aged woman turned her head and glared at Li Jisi, then pulled the child in front of her and said loudly, "Go away, our family doesn't believe in this, and we have no money to give you."

Li Jisi's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, this child is very noble. I will tell your family's fortune for free."

"You guys are all liars. Don't you think I don't know? You say you don't want money, but later you'll say my family is in trouble or sick and I need money."

Li Jisi's face froze.

The middle-aged woman said, "Look, look, I told you, I know it best, all the Taoists and monks in this world are liars, you can't trust them!"

The Taoist priests present, one, two, three, four, and the monk Huiyuan who had just arrived at the scene: …

Huiyuan glanced at the woman's face and couldn't help chanting the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the donor is suffering from a serious illness, you should calm down, sit down and have a good rest..."

The middle-aged woman suddenly realized that she was surrounded by a group of Taoist priests and monks. She hugged the child tightly and said in panic: "You, what do you want to do? I tell you, I'm not afraid of you. There are many people from our village here."

Seeing that her face was getting worse, Huiyuan did not dare to provoke her. He could only stop and recite Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

The voice was low and mellow. With his talent, Pan Yun saw the Buddhist scriptures popping out of his mouth word by word and flying towards the woman, but they were bounced away before they got close.

The true scriptures containing Buddhist teachings were blocked by her so tightly that no one could get in. Naturally, no one could save her.

Really...persistent.

Pan Yun stared at the middle-aged woman with sharp eyes. Such a determined person, although stubborn, will definitely succeed in what she does.

Seeing Huiyuan bowing his head and chanting sutras, the middle-aged woman finally relaxed a little, but she was still nervous, so she turned around and yelled at the stall owner, "Are you going to sell it or not?"

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