Chen Qian was shocked. This was the first time he knew the exact life span of a monk. Although this issue was not mentioned in "Liuhuo Gong" and Taoist Ding's jade tube, in his heart, gods are immortals.

"Flowing Fire Gong" says that the foundation-building stage can be considered a true immortal, so Shen Qian thinks that the Qi Refining stage can live for at least four or five hundred years.

When the old Taoist saw Chen Qian's surprise look, he smiled and said, "But because we have no diseases and are not affected by cold and heat, our actual life span is still longer than that of ordinary people, about a hundred years."

"But as long as you cannot break through the foundation, you will just live for thirty years." The old Taoist sighed.

"Master, how long can a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage live?" Chen Qian couldn't help asking.

"The foundation-building period can last more than 200 years." The old Taoist gave an answer that disappointed Chen Qian.

"It's only two hundred years..." Chen Qian murmured.

"I'm only at the seventh level of Qi refining now, and I'm afraid I will never be able to break through to the foundation building in my life." The old Taoist smiled as if he was self-deprecating and said.

Just as Chen Qian was about to speak, the old Taoist reached out to stop him and continued, "I know this very well, so my greatest wish in my life is to cultivate a disciple in the foundation-building stage."

"Difficult... Could it be... the Taoist priest wants..." Chen Qian said in a daze.

"Yes, I want to accept you as a disciple. I wonder if you are willing?" The old Taoist stared at Chen Qian's eyes and said solemnly.

"This...apprenticeship..." Chen Qian was completely unprepared and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"There are many things in the world of immortal cultivation. If no one teaches you, you will suffer a lot of losses if you explore it yourself."

The old Taoist’s meaning is very obvious. If Chen Qian worships him as his teacher, he will pass on his experience to him, but if he does not want to become a disciple, he can only let him explore it himself.

"You don't have to answer me now." The old Taoist didn't seem to be in a hurry to get the answer today. "I'm still here tomorrow. If you want, you can come here."

After saying that, the old Taoist turned around and left the hall, leaving only Chen Qian standing there.

After a long time, Chen Qian slowly walked out of the hall, but did not return to the inn, but paced back and forth in the open space, as if he was struggling with something. It was not until the end of the Youth that he quickly left and returned to the inn as if he had made up his mind.

The next day, Chen Qian came to the open space in front of the City God Temple, walked to the old Taoist side and quietly pulled out the chair and sat down. Although the old Taoist did not speak, the joy and excitement on his face could not be concealed.

At the end of noon, the old Taoist suddenly said aloud: "Everyone, that's all for today."

The people in line were in an uproar.

"Why did you only watch it for a long time today?"

"Didn't it end until Shin-shi's last two days?"

The old Taoist stood up, pressed his hands down and said aloud: "Everyone, please be quiet!"

When everyone heard the old Taoist say this, they gradually became quiet and wanted to hear what the old Taoist wants to say.

"In fact, I have never set up a stall for more than three days, and today is the last day."

"It's not time for Shen yet!" Everyone started to make noise again.

"Yes, yes, at least let's go when I see Shin Shi today!"

"Everyone, please listen to me!" The old Taoist had no choice but to raise his voice again.

"I have something else to do in the afternoon, so I can only apologize today."

"But I will stay one more day tomorrow, please early tomorrow!"

When everyone heard that the old Taoist would stay for another day tomorrow, it was half a day before they counted, so they stopped clamoring and gradually dissipated.

After everyone dispersed, the old Taoist ordered the servants: "After going back, I told Mr. Zhu, and said that I had a friend coming and asked him to prepare another guest room."

The servant bent down and agreed, then packed the tables and chairs and left quickly. Only Chen Qian and the old Taoist were left in the open space.

Chen Qian looked at the old Taoist stutteringly and said, "Master, do you need to be a disciple?"

"If the sect is a disciple, there are certainly rules," the old Taoist said with a smile, "but we will not pay so much attention to the casual cultivators."

"My surname is Ping, just call me Master."

"Yes, Master." Chen Qian replied.

"Okay, okay!" Old Master Ping laughed, as if he was extremely happy.

"The boy's surname is Chen and his name is Qian."

"Chen Qian, good name." Ping Laodao said, "I know you have a lot to ask me, but I'd better go with my master to make a few sets of Taoist robes for you first, and then follow me to Zhu Yuanwai's house. Let's have a good chat with you."

"As for the order, my disciple." Chen Qian bowed and replied.

Old Taoist Ping laughed and said, "There is no need to be so polite. You can use your and me to match each other when there is no one."

Old Dao Ping took Chen Qian back to the town, found a ready-to-wear shop and walked in.

The shopkeeper saw that the old master had arrived and hurriedly came up to meet him.

Chen Qian couldn't help laughing when he saw the shopkeeper. It turned out that he was the one who looked like a businessman who had brought hundreds of items to the old Taoist yesterday.

"The Taoist priest came to my store, but do you want to make clothes?" the shopkeeper said respectfully.

"That's right. How long does it take to help him make four sets of Taoist robes?" Old Taoist Ping pulled Chen Qian and asked.

"If you help this little master make four sets of Taoist robes, you can come and get them in one day." The shopkeeper looked up and down at Chen Qian's figure and said.

"It will be delivered to Mr. Zhu's house tonight, and add a few sets of shoes and socks." After saying that, Old Dao Ping took out a ingot of silver and placed it on the counter.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely be ready to send it tonight." The shopkeeper smiled and put the silver ingot into his arms. "I wonder what color the four sets are for?"

Old Taoist Ping looked at Chen Qian.

Chen Qian said: "Master just make the decision."

"Two sets of moon white, two sets of blue."

"No problem, two sets of moon white, two sets of blue Taoist robes and shoes and socks, will be delivered to you before the hour of Hai Ya tonight." The shopkeeper nodded and said authentically.

Old Master Ping didn't say much to him and took Chen Qian out of the store to Zhu Yuanwai's house. On the way, Chen Qian happened to pass by the inn, so he went in to settle the house and then settled the money and arrived at Zhu's house with Old Master Ping.

When he arrived at the gate of Zhu's mansion, Mr. Zhu was waiting for Master Ping outside the door.

"The Taoist priest is back," Mr. Zhu said respectfully.

"Yes." Old Master Ping seemed to be unfaithful to Mr. Zhu's respect. He agreed casually and asked, "Are I asked the guest room you prepared to prepare?"

"It's already done, is it over now?" Mr. Zhu said respectfully.

Old Taoist Ping nodded and said lightly: "You have done a good job these days, and I will have the benefits to you when I leave."

Mr. Zhu was overjoyed and kept bowing to Old Taoist Ping, saying repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Old Taoist Ping reached out to stop him and said, "Take me to see the guest room first."
Chapter completed!