Chapter 340 Unraveling

Wang Feiyin looked at Tao Yanbai's face, sighed and said, "You have been wronged."

Tao Yanbai's tears rolled down instantly. He finally couldn't hold it back and threw himself into Wang Feiyin's arms, sobbing, "Master Uncle——"

Wang Feiyin hugged him and patted his back.

Tao Yanbai is only 15 years old this year. In the eyes of the world, children of this age should start to get married and take on the responsibility of a family, but in Wang Feiyin's eyes, they are just like toddlers who are still ignorant about the world.

He sighed and patted him gently to soothe him.

After Tao Yanbai finished crying, he left his arms, knelt on his knees in front of the bed to wipe his tears, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I know that doing this will make Third Uncle lose trust in the Tao family. I shouldn't have proposed such an unreasonable idea..."

"Child," Wang Feiyin interrupted him gently, "Don't be too considerate. You should love yourself more and be a little selfish."

Tao Yanbai raised his tearful eyes and looked at Wang Feiyin in confusion, "Don't adults always teach children to be selfless?"

Wang Feiyin asked, "Did your Third Uncle and I teach you this?"

Tao Yanbai thought carefully and realized that his master uncle and third uncle had never taught him to be selfless.

He scratched his head in annoyance.

Wang Feiyin sighed and said, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have asked you to go back to the Tao family to celebrate the New Year in previous years."

Tao Yanbai lowered his head.

Wang Feiyin no longer brought up the past, and he couldn't say that the Tao family had corrupted their child. It was just that they themselves couldn't do it, but kept asking Tao Yanbai to do it, which made Wang Feiyin very contemptuous and angry.

He asked softly, "Have you decided? Once you go to Longhu Mountain Academy, you will be officially admitted to Taoism. People who enter Taoism will gradually become alienated from their families, especially disciples of Sanqing Mountain. It is almost impossible for them to return to their families in the secular world."

Tao Yanbai said seriously: "I have made up my mind! But as for Third Uncle..."

"Since you have decided to enter Taoism, don't use the secular name for him anymore. From now on, he will only be your Third Uncle."

"Yes, Third Uncle, what should he do?"

Wang Feiyin waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "What are you afraid of? Does the Tao family dare to cause trouble for him now? These are all trivial matters. Your thoughts are the most important."

He trembled his lips and said, "But it's not good to break your promise. It will get out."

Wang Feiyin: "You don't look like you grew up in my Sanqing Temple at all. You are too constrained by fame."

He said: "When doing things, just be true to yourself and have a clear conscience. Why do you have to burden yourself and others for a little fame?"

Tao Yanbai lowered his head and said nothing.

Wang Feiyin patted his head and said, "When your Third Uncle comes back, ask him if he cares."

Tao Yanbai didn't dare to speak.

Wang Feiyin scolded him: "How can you practice Taoism if you don't even have this much courage?"

Only then did Tao Yanbai agree.

Wang Feiyin waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and rest early. Since you have decided to practice Taoism, you should practice hard during this period of time and call your senior brother to join you."

Wang Feiyin muttered, "Among the people in Yishan, you two are the least active in cultivation..."

Tao Yanbai lowered his head and agreed, then quietly retreated.

Wang Cong was considerate enough not to peek and lay obediently on his bed, unaware that he was in great danger.

The next day, Wang Feiyin woke up according to his biological clock. It was still dark outside when he got up. By the time he washed his face and tied his hair, it was still dark.

After he arrived at the main hall to burn incense to the ancestors, he looked towards the east. Seeing the morning light, he smiled slightly, took a big step forward, and the flying sword flew out and spread under his feet, and instantly disappeared into the sky.

In the city of Guangxin Prefecture, Qu Le was still kneeling in the yard of the inn.

The innkeeper was afraid that something bad might happen to him, so he tried to persuade him for a long time yesterday, and then patted his chest and said, "They have already checked out and left, and they will not come back."

Qu Le said nothing and insisted on kneeling.

He knelt from morning to afternoon, and from afternoon to evening, until late at night, Pan Yun and the others did not appear again.

Qu Le's heart grew colder and colder, and he finally gave up, but he still didn't stand up. He just knelt with his head down.

He has been kneeling for a whole day and half a night. The cost is too high. It will be the same from now on. He might as well continue kneeling.

The main reason is that he couldn't figure it out.

Pan Yun was clearly willing to accept him on behalf of Sanqing Mountain, but she couldn't make the decision on behalf of Xuanmiao, so she bargained with her.

What she revealed clearly was that if she could accept a disciple on behalf of Xuan Miao, she would have done so long ago.

She coveted the money in his hands.

He also knew that she was greedy.

Why didn't she feel greedy anymore after he wanted to become her disciple?
He didn't believe the rumors that he would die soon and bring trouble to his family if he became her master.

This is probably what Pan Yun said.

Is his qualification really so bad that no one wants to hire him?
Qu Le's confidence was constantly hit, and the self-confidence that had been praised to the sky by his family, relatives and friends since he was a child suddenly came crashing down.

He thought aggrievedly: If I can't take Pan Yun and Xuan Miao as my teachers, then I can take a step back and take that "Second Senior Brother" as my teacher.

They are all disciples of Sanqing Mountain, so he should also know the art of flying. Qu Le realized that his requirements were lowered again and again, but he paid more and more. He raised his hand and slapped himself, cursing: "Qu Le, you are so stupid, I am not being deceived, am I?"

But thinking of Xuan Miao's heroic figure in killing the enemy, and the tripod that flew past, Qu Le regained some confidence, "No, I saw it with my own eyes, how could I be deceived?"

"Besides, if they were to cheat me, at least someone would show up to clean up the mess, right? Damn it, they all ran away. No one cares about me at all. I have money but nowhere to spend it. How can this be considered a cheat?"

The more Qu Le thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He couldn't help but wipe the tears from his eyes and sobbed, "Why don't you come out and cheat me out of my money alone..."

It was at this moment that Wang Feiyin fell from mid-air and stood behind him, looking at him.

The rising sun just happened to shine on Wang Feiyin, casting his shadow on Qu Le.

The shadow was very blurry, almost invisible, but Qu Le still noticed it at the first moment. He opened his wet eyes and turned to look at Wang Feiyin.

Wang Feiyin looked him up and down and asked, "Are you Qu Le?"

Qu Le: "I am you, who are you?"

Wang Feiyin: "I am Wang Feiyin, the abbot of Sanqing Temple."

Qu Le opened his mouth slightly, and it took him a while to find his voice, "Are you real, or are you pretending to be Master Wang to cheat me out of my money?"

Wang Feiyin: …

He stared at Qu Le's face and shook his head, saying, "Get up. My sister has returned to the mountain. She will not accept you as her disciple."

Qu Le's face looked grim. He didn't get up. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't. His legs were stiff and his feet were numb.

He moved his knees with difficulty, then sat down on the ground with his arms, spread his legs apart and sat down.

Even though he was rejected, even though he had just cried and his eyes were still red, he still raised his chin and said proudly: "Since they have rejected me, what am I still doing here? Does Pan Sanzhu not want to accept me as his disciple, but Master Wang is willing to accept me?"

Wang Feiyin felt that he was not completely useless. No wonder his junior sister still missed him after she returned. She felt bad for him and found a way for him to go to Longhu Mountain.

He smiled and said, "Young man, don't be so angry. My junior sister said that you want to follow her to practice Taoism just to learn how to fly?"

"So that's flying," Qu Le murmured, "I can learn other things too, let's learn together."

His eyes gradually brightened, "You, you changed your mind and are willing to accept me?"

Wang Feiyin said, "I will draw a talisman for you. How about you draw it according to it?"

Qu Le had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Wang Feiyin reached into his sleeve and pulled out two pieces of white paper and a cinnabar pen.

"The yellow talisman paper is small, you can draw on white paper." Wang Feiyin squatted beside him, slowed down his movements, slowly drew two strokes, and then handed the pen to him, "Try it."

Just try it.

Qu Le grabbed the pen and stared at the two crooked lines on the paper, trying hard to recall how he had just drawn them. However, he found that only the starting stroke remained in his mind, and the rest was completely blurred.

Qu Le swallowed and could only follow suit, trying to make his painting as similar as possible.

Wang Feiyin looked at the unchanged aura around him, then looked at his hesitant writing style, and could not help but remain silent.

What Junior Sister said is still conservative. She is indeed unqualified.

Wang Feiyin didn't even have the desire to try again. He took the cinnabar pen from his hand, quickly put the paper away, and smiled at the confused Qu Le, "Let me feel your bones for you."

Without waiting for him to speak, Wang Feiyin grabbed his wrist, touched his hand, patted his back, and pinched his leg, and he knew what was going on.

Wang Feiyin asked him seriously, "Young man, do you really want to practice Taoism?"

Qu Le felt uneasy, but a glimmer of hope arose in his heart, and he nodded vigorously at Wang Feiyin.

Perhaps it was because Wang Feiyin's face was too trustworthy, or perhaps he felt too wronged after kneeling for a day and a night, Qu Le also told the reason why he ran away from home, "I ran away from home to practice Taoism."

Wang Feiyin: "...your family members don't agree with you practicing Taoism?"

Qu Le nodded, "I am the only child in my family, and they are afraid that I will become a monk and cut off the family line."

Wang Feiyin exhaled and smiled nonchalantly: "We in the Zhengyi sect don't have this rule, unless you want to become a Quanzhen Taoist priest, but..."

Wang Feiyin paused.

Qu Le asked anxiously, "But what?"

"But kid, you have average talent. If you practice Taoism, I'm afraid you won't make any progress. But you have good physique. If you practice martial arts, maybe you can have a place in the martial arts world in the future."

“If you waste your talent and pursue something you are not good at, you may never get it in your whole life and waste your future.”

Qu Le: "I'm not afraid! How do you know if I can't do it if you don't try?"

“What if you find in old age that you just can’t do it?”

Qu Le: "Well, I have tried my best and I have no regrets. It is my own choice and I will take responsibility for it myself!"

Wang Feiyin smiled and said, "Well, with such a character, you are not completely useless."

Qu Le's eyes lit up, "Master, are you willing to accept me?"

(End of this chapter)