I Turn Out to Be a Grand Master Chapter 11

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

The two old monsters standing at the door felt a little apprehensive. They looked at the threshold close by and knew that they would be able to feel the true meaning of the blessed land of immortals after entering.

However, the two of them were still nervous. Zhu Zhao and Huang Ze felt as if they had returned to the time when their master took them in as disciples. They were filled with fear and trepidation. Other than being nervous, they were also anticipatory.

The two of them had already burned incense and bathed before they came. They had been waiting for this moment. After a long time, they finally made up their minds and went in!

After entering the shop, it was only a short ten steps away. The two of them saw that the interior of the shop could be said to be a grotto-heaven.

The interior was not only clean and tidy, but everything was arranged very naturally. It was as if these things should be placed here. It was natural and interesting.

What was even more terrifying was the Dao rhythm in the room. There were clearly no traces of a formation in the room, but it was filled with rich spiritual energy and all sorts of Dao rhythms.

The two of them saw that this ordinary-looking store actually had a completely different world. The two of them only stood in the room for a short while before they felt that their cultivation bases were beginning to stir, as if they were about to break through at any moment.

The two of them started to look at the walls around them again and saw the paintings on them. The charm on them was simply terrifying.

Daoist Master Zhu Zhao had thought that the ‘The sun rises and the mountain shadows' in his hands was already very rare. When he saw the paintings on the walls, he was shocked.

The ink chrysanthemum painting in front of them seemed to be overflowing with wood-elemental laws. The sword art on the left had an even more terrifying aura of swordsmanship. After staring at it for a short while, the two of them felt that their eyes couldn't take it anymore. They quickly averted their gazes, or else they might be blinded by the sword.

When they turned their gazes again, they saw the painting from a few days ago, ‘touring the mountains'.

“When the wind and mountain flowers fall, the mountains grow; when the mountains flow, the mountains flow freely!”

After they saw this calligraphy piece, they felt as if they were at ease, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Especially after Master Huang Ze saw it, he was even more excited. Because his cultivation base, which had not improved for hundreds of years, had become a little restless. When it came to Nascent Soul cultivators like them, every step of improvement was precious, every step of improvement was enormous. However, although he was a bit excited when he saw the painting, he still couldn't grasp the fleeting inspiration.

Just as he was regretting that he didn't carefully analyze senior's masterpiece, his old friend, Daoist Master Zhu Zhao, spoke. “I'm afraid that people like us will never be able to be so carefree in our lives. The burden on our shoulders is too heavy, and we don't dare to rest. We can only envy the shopkeeper's state of mind.”

Hearing Zhu Zhao's words, Huang Ze also nodded. Cultivators like them were lonely to begin with, and when they reached such a cultivation level and age, they had even fewer friends. Wouldn't a great cultivator like senior be even more lonely? Therefore, it was better to transform into a mortal and enjoy the secular world, and even more so to comprehend the secular world.

Seeing the two people's envious looks, Liu Changgong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The Emperor envied the beggars' freedom, and the beggars envied the Emperor's power. Who would have known that a mortal like him, who had no spiritual roots and couldn't cultivate, would be even more envious of these people when they cultivated and asked questions? How could an elder not be born?

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“If you were in my situation, perhaps you wouldn't think this way,” Liu Changgong said in a low voice.

“We don't dare, we don't dare! I'm afraid that the two of us will never be able to reach your level.” It was already so difficult for the two of them to break through from the Nascent Soul stage to the Dharma Idol stage. How could they dare to stand side by side with such an expert?

The two of them had already noticed it. When the two of them entered the shop together, they looked at the shop owner for quite a while, but they could only see that the shop owner was just an ordinary mortal.

Of course, the two of them didn't take it seriously. They just thought that the shop owner was simply terrifying. To be able to draw such a painting and make such a thing, he definitely wasn't an ordinary person. However, the two of them couldn't see any signs of cultivation at all.

A Nascent Soul stage cultivator and a Dharma Idol. In front of such a person, they could not even tell the depth of the painting. It was simply terrifying… No, it should be said that it was horrifying!

Just as the two of them were shocked, Liu Changgong saw that these people were very polite, so he said, “I'm really sorry. I can't even find you a place to sit in this small shop. I'm really sorry.”

“How about this? I'll go make a cup of tea for you guys. You guys just stay here and see what you like. It's okay to take it down and have a look.” After saying that, Liu Changgong turned around and walked to the backyard to make tea.

When Huang Ze saw that his ‘senior' had run off to pour tea for the juniors like them, he hurriedly reached out his hand and prepared to urge them to stay. “There's no need. We're not thirsty to begin with…”

However, as soon as he spoke, he was stopped by his old friend, Daoist Master Zhu Zhao, who was next to him. Then, he heard a series of whispers in his ear. “Don't talk too much. Whatever Senior says is what it is. Besides, do you think Senior's things are ordinary tea leaves?”

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Hearing Zhu Zhao's words, Huang Ze also felt that perhaps senior was trying to give them some benefits, so he quieted down and didn't say anything else.

“Did you see it? Did you see Senior's cultivation? You're now in the Dharma Idol realm, so you should be able to see something, right? Or are you just like me and only able to see that senior is an ‘ordinary person'?” Huang Ze asked Zhu Zhao in a low voice.

“An ordinary person, an ordinary person without a trace of cultivation. There isn't a trace of magical power circulating in the body, and there isn't a trace of anything strange about the body. This is what I saw!” Zhu Zhao replied dejectedly.

“This…” The two of them looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes. Even a grand cultivator at the Dharma Idol realm couldn't see anything. Either the shop owner was really just a mortal… Or the shop owner's cultivation was already…

Because grand cultivators like this were always elusive, the two of them stared at each other, wondering if their previous guess was true. Suddenly, they saw a white figure scuttling from the shop into the hall.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a snow-white fox without a trace of color,

When the white fox saw the people who came into the shop, she was stunned on the spot. Obviously, she was so scared that she didn't dare to move.

Especially the two old men in the lead. One was a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm, and the other was probably in the Dharma Idol realm. Obviously, they were on the same realm as her father's friends.

Just like that, both parties stared at each other.

After staring at each other for a while, Daoist Master Huang Ze and Daoist Master Zhu Zhao began to recall clearly with furrowed brows. After a while, both of their eyes calmed down, and they exclaimed at the same time, “This fox seems to be…”

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