After listening to my master's explanation, I felt more at ease.
My master was right. I had only just opened my spiritual spring and gained dao energy last night.
By now, it had only been a little over ten hours.
To master it flexibly, of course, required more time and cultivation.
I nodded, looking at my master with curiosity:
"Master, what is your current cultivation level?"
My master glanced at me:
"What? Trying to probe my depths?"
"Hehehe, I'm just curious."
I said with a smile.
My master put down his teacup:
"When I was thirteen, I followed your Grandmaster Jiuxuan Daoist to conquer the world.
Counting the time, I've been in this profession for forty-seven years.
At my peak, I even reached the True Light realm."
Hearing "True Light realm," I was slightly stunned.
I quietly counted the realms: Spirit Spring, Qi Absorption, Soul Palace, Profound Core, True Light.
This seemed to differ slightly from my expectations.
Dao cultivation was divided into nine major realms, and the True Light realm was merely the fifth.
Furthermore, my master had added the word "peak" before it.
In other words, my master's current cultivation level should be lower.
My master had cultivated his entire life, yet his cultivation didn't seem particularly high.
My master likely sensed my thoughts and smiled faintly:
"Boy, don't think the True Light realm is just in the middle.
In this era, the number of Daoists who can reach this realm is very few."
I replied with an "Oh" and didn't ask further.
After all, my master was still an existence far beyond my reach.
My master didn't elaborate.
He simply told me to be grounded and practice breathing and qi cultivation nearby.
When customers arrived, I was to attend to them.
After finishing his morning tea, he went behind the counter to play computer games.
Business wasn't good today, so most of the time, apart from practicing drawing talismans, I had nothing else to do.
Three days passed in this routine.
During these three days, nothing untoward happened.
Mo Ting's injuries had also improved somewhat, but he still hadn't returned to work, stating he was recuperating at home.
After finishing work today, I bought some groceries from the supermarket. As I arrived downstairs at my rental apartment,
I happened to see Aunt Wang and Uncle Wang from next door returning from outside.
Aunt Wang spotted me and hurried over:
"Xiao Qin, thank you for calling the car for us last time. Here's the fare for that trip, take it!"
As she spoke, she pressed fifty yuan into my hand.
Fifty yuan might not be much to others.
But to me, it was two days' worth of living expenses.
When I first came to the city to make a living, fifty yuan could last for half a month.
I didn't refuse, as it was rightfully my money.
I directly reached out and accepted it.
"Alright, Aunt Wang, are your daughter and son-in-law alright now?"
Aunt Wang sighed:
"They're fine, but my daughter and grandson were quite frightened."
As soon as Aunt Wang finished speaking, Uncle Wang from beside her said grumpily:
"Hmph, it's all that Lu Yong's fault.
Why did he have to summon minor ghosts for no reason? He almost got my Xiao Qin and Dandan killed."
Upon hearing this, my heart skipped a beat. Summoning minor ghosts?
But before I could ask further, Aunt Wang interjected:
"Old man, what are you talking about!
Let's go home!"
Saying that, Aunt Wang tugged at Uncle Wang's sleeve.
Clearly, they had something they didn't want to say to an outsider like me.
"Xiao Qin, you're amused. My old man is just spouting nonsense, nonsense!..."
I gave an awkward smile. This was definitely not nonsense.
Perhaps his daughter and son-in-law's family had indeed encountered something strange.
So I added:
"Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, I'm working at the Bai Puzi shop now.
My master is a well-known spiritual master in the vicinity.
If you have any minor troubles and need help, you can contact me."
Aunt Wang gave a quick smile and waved her hand:
"No, no!"
After saying that, Aunt Wang pulled Uncle Wang into the stairwell, muttering:
"You old man, you spill everything.
Is it even certain?
Do you not want your daughter's happiness anymore?
If outsiders find out, won't it be embarrassing?" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
I stood behind them, not hearing very clearly.
But regardless of whether it was true or not, casting a wider net couldn't hurt.
After all, the lamp oil I had accumulated wasn't much, and it was being consumed daily.
If I didn't find a way to save more lamp oil, and some disaster or misfortune delayed my progress, I'd be the one in trouble.
After Uncle and Aunt Wang left, I also returned home.
Today, I cooked two dishes for myself. After eating my fill, I continued my cultivation.
Around ten o'clock at night, after I had washed up and was about to go to bed,
there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
Hearing someone knocking, I looked up and asked:
"Who is it?"
"Xiao Qin, it's me, Uncle Wang!"
Hearing Uncle Wang's voice, I couldn't help but pause.
It was already past ten o'clock, what did Uncle Wang want with me?
Could it be about his daughter and son-in-law's matter?
With that thought, I got up, walked to the door, and opened it.
Then, I saw Uncle Wang standing at the doorway, holding a fan and wearing a white undershirt.
"Uncle Wang, it's so late, is there something you need?"
I asked politely.
Uncle Wang smiled at me:
"Uh, Xiao Qin! You said earlier that your master is a spiritual master, is that true?"
"Yes! It's true.
My master is Gu Hui.
The shop is located on Old Mountain, near the old factory, at Huangquan Road, number 81!"
I said with a serious expression.
Judging by Uncle Wang's expression, he seemed to believe my words.
However, Uncle Wang responded with an "Oh" but remained silent.
His gaze was unfocused, as if he had something to say but hesitated.
He likely had some unspeakable difficulty.
Thinking of this, I spoke again:
"Uncle Wang, why don't you come inside and sit?
Tell me whatever it is slowly.
For illness, we seek treatment; for no illness, we avert disaster.
My master is skilled in treating phantom illnesses, he can definitely handle it and cure it!"