Lu Guijiu did not raise his head, only said in a low voice: "Disciple greets Master." Only then did he stand up shakily.

Zhang Jingmo looked at Lu Guijiu and asked, "Why seek the Dao?"

Lu Guijiu said, "To become stronger."

Zhang Jingmo said, "What is considered stronger?"

Lu Guijiu said, "Immortal and indestructible, to do as one pleases." It was unknown whether someone had taught him these words, or if he had thought of them himself. The four-year-old child's voice was tender, but his tone was incomparably certain when he spoke.

The reason Zhang Jingmo asked these questions was to see if there was any difference between the Lu Guijiu in front of him and the Lu Guijiu from back then. The facts proved - there was none. Because back then, Lu Guijiu had also said the same thing, and he had accomplished it.

Sometimes talent is something that makes people very envious. Zhang Jingmo had lived and died so many times, taking away countless opportunities that belonged to others, but what he couldn't obtain, he still couldn't obtain.

Zhang Jingmo's master had once said that Zhang Jingmo was not suitable for cultivating immortality, only suitable for alchemy.

Zhang Jingmo stared at the little child standing in front of him, only up to his knees. The four-year-old Lu Guijiu was very cute, with chubby cheeks and two child buns. At this moment, he was staring at the ground with a solemn expression, answering Zhang Jingmo's questions, looking like a little adult.

Zhang Jingmo said, "From today onwards, you are my disciple, Lu Guijiu."

Lu Guijiu said, "Yes, Master."

After greeting Lu Guijiu, Zhang Jingmo had the servant boy take Lu Guijiu to his residence, while he himself entered the meditation room and sat on the prayer mat.

Zhang Jingmo had not seen Lu Guijiu for a long time. Although his temperament usually seemed detached, just as Elder Yu said, if he really became stubborn, even ten bulls could not pull him back.

Back then, when Zhang Jingmo was betrayed and imprisoned by Lu Guijiu, he extinguished all his feelings as master and disciple towards Lu Guijiu, treating him only as a ruthless and lewd evil son.

Later, Zhang Jingmo died due to an accident. The first thing he did after being reborn was to kill Lu Guijiu, who had been selected at the mountain gate, with a single palm strike. Having been humiliated by Lu Guijiu, he naturally would not show any mercy. After killing Lu Guijiu, he abandoned alchemy and wholeheartedly sought the Dao to become stronger.

But Zhang Jingmo still died, and died very inexplicably. When he went to search for an immortal herb, he happened to encounter two powerful cultivators fighting. As a mere fish in a pond, he met with misfortune without even a chance to escape, his body and soul completely destroyed. If Zhang Jingmo lived in modern times, he would probably use two words to describe his experience: cannon fodder.

You should know, on this continent, powerful cultivators could be counted on one hand. He completely suffered an unjust disaster.

This was the first life. In the next few lives, Zhang Jingmo also died easily. He either died at the hands of enemies, or at the hands of companions, or ate an immortal herb but couldn't survive it, or encountered an ancient divine beast that shouldn't have appeared and was directly bitten to death. The most bizarre time was when Zhang Jingmo was flying on his sword, and a piece of heavenly stone suddenly fell and smashed him to death. This made the reborn Zhang Jingmo both angry and amused, but helpless.

As the number of times increased, he became too lazy to care about Lu Guijiu. In any case, if he didn't accept Lu Guijiu as a disciple, probably no one in the entire Lingxu Sect could fancy Lu Guijiu.

Zhang Jingmo didn't pay attention to Lu Guijiu. Many years later, he casually inquired about his whereabouts and found out that Lu Guijiu had long left Lingxu Sect and his whereabouts were unknown. Zhang Jingmo had just asked in passing, so when he heard this answer, he didn't take it to heart at all, until later...

The great formation was broken and the demon race invaded.

Thinking of this, a trace of vexation appeared between Zhang Jingmo's brows. He recalled the arrogant laughter and mocking expression of the man in red, feeling a surge of anger erupt from his heart.

In the first life, Zhang Jingmo also remembered seeing that man in red once, but only once, because that man in red died directly at Lu Guijiu's hands.

At that time, Lu Guijiu had already become a powerful cultivator, his cultivation several levels higher than Zhang Jingmo's. However, Zhang Jingmo had also become a legendary alchemist of the generation. It was just a pity...

Too much time had passed, and Zhang Jingmo could no longer remember some memories clearly. Even at this moment, he no longer held much hatred towards Lu Guijiu, only some feelings of disappointment remained. He had treated Lu Guijiu well and had done his utmost to assist Lu Guijiu in his cultivation, but he never expected that in the end, Lu Guijiu would imprison him, and not only imprison him, but also...

Thinking of this, an abnormal blush appeared on Zhang Jingmo's face, not knowing if it was from anger or from recalling certain things that should have been forgotten.

And now, the reason why Zhang Jingmo accepted Lu Guijiu again was that he suddenly realized that Lu Guijiu, who had great opportunities on this continent, should not be let go. Lu Guijiu could resist the demon race and prevent what Zhang Jingmo least wanted to see from happening.

Since he had made up his mind, Zhang Jingmo immediately took action. He knew that his actions were a gamble, but the person he couldn't kill, Lu Guijiu could.

As for being imprisoned and betrayed by Lu Guijiu, if he was already on guard, then Lu Guijiu's plan probably wouldn't succeed so easily.

The living conditions in Lu Guijiu's residence were not bad. The food and daily necessities were strictly in accordance with the standards for inner sect disciples.

Although Zhang Jingmo did not give special care, Lu Guijiu was the first disciple he had accepted in decades. According to Zhang Jingmo's status, others did not dare to look down on him.

Although Zhang Jingmo was an alchemist, his status in the sect was quite high. As a result, Lu Guijiu also benefited. Not long after becoming a disciple, he could select a suitable cultivation technique for himself within the sect.

Zhang Jingmo skipped this step and directly passed on a more exquisite and suitable cultivation technique to Lu Guijiu. These more than 120 rebirths were not for nothing. Although Zhang Jingmo died many times on the path of seeking immortal cultivation techniques and spiritual elixirs, he also learned many exquisite techniques that were on the verge of being lost.

For example, the "Water Extension Scripture" he gave to Lu Guijiu was obtained from a powerful elder who had passed away in meditation.

Lu Guijiu had been here for three days and had not been able to see Zhang Jingmo. The child was not anxious and obediently read the books placed on the bookshelf in the room.

When Zhang Jingmo went to see Lu Guijiu, he found Lu Guijiu asleep on the table, his soft cheeks pressed against the tabletop, his little mouth open, and shiny saliva visible at the corner of his mouth.

A notebook was placed in front of the table, as if Lu Guijiu had just been reading it.

Zhang Jingmo entered the room silently. He coughed lightly, but seeing that Lu Guijiu still had no reaction, he called out Lu Guijiu's name.

Normally, a sleeping person should wake up no matter what, but Lu Guijiu was only a four-year-old child, at an age when he loved to sleep. He was in a deep, sweet slumber and didn't hear Zhang Jingmo's voice at all.

Having no other choice, Zhang Jingmo had to reach out and pat his disciple's shoulder.

Only then did Lu Guijiu wake up. Upon waking, he drowsily called out "Dad", and then noticed that it was Zhang Jingmo standing in front of him. He quickly got up, bowed to Zhang Jingmo, and called out "Master".

Seeing the red marks on Lu Guijiu's face, Zhang Jingmo said, "If you want to sleep, go to bed."

Lu Guijiu's face turned a little red as he obediently nodded.

Zhang Jingmo continued, "Today, I've come to pass on a cultivation technique to you. If you have any questions in the future, you can come and ask me."

Lu Guijiu thanked his master.

Zhang Jingmo asked, "Can you read now?"

Perhaps because he was still drowsy from sleep, Lu Guijiu didn't have his usual precocious air and said in a childish voice, "I can read a little."

After some thought, Zhang Jingmo said, "From now on, come to me in the morning and I will teach you to read. In the afternoon, you can practice the cultivation technique."

Lu Guijiu agreed.

Zhang Jingmo instructed, "Sit on the bed and cross your legs."

Hearing this, Lu Guijiu turned and went to the bedside. After taking off his shoes, he obediently sat cross-legged on the bed.

Zhang Jingmo also sat down, placed his hand on Lu Guijiu's head, and said, "It will be a bit painful. Bear with it."

Lu Guijiu let out a soft sound, and Zhang Jingmo transmitted the cultivation technique into Lu Guijiu's mind.

Having something foreign poured into his mind, Lu Guijiu was obviously a bit uncomfortable, but he still clenched his teeth tightly and didn't let out a word about the pain.

Fortunately, the transmission was brief, and Zhang Jingmo quickly withdrew his hand. When he looked down, he discovered that Lu Guijiu was already covered in cold sweat from the pain.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had been a bit careless.

He hadn't written down the technique for Lu Guijiu to read because he was worried about others seeing it and causing complications. But he had overlooked the fact that Lu Guijiu was only a four-year-old child whose mind was not yet fully stable. Transmitting it like this must have been extremely painful.

Zhang Jingmo said, "Your master was reckless. Take this." He handed Lu Guijiu a crystal-clear medicinal pill.

Lu Guijiu took the pill and swallowed it without asking what it was. After taking it, his complexion improved greatly, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

Zhang Jingmo said, "Sleep. You'll feel better when you wake up."

Lu Guijiu looked up at Zhang Jingmo and softly said, "Thank you, Master," before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Zhang Jingmo looked at the small form of Lu Guijiu, picked up a blanket to cover him, and then left.

Lu Guijiu slept soundly until noon the next day. When he got up, he happened to meet a young disciple who came to deliver a message, saying that Immortal Zhang allowed him to rest for a day and to come in the afternoon.

Lu Guijiu didn't say anything upon hearing this. He just used the morning to carefully sort through the contents in his mind.