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Chapter 159: The Strange Story in the Wooden Box

Yu Han returned to his cave to practice. Shen Qing poured himself a cup of tea and savored it carefully.

Xiaolu jumped onto the chair nimbly, staring at Shen Qing with a pair of fiery red animal eyes without blinking.

"What's wrong, Xiaolu?" Shen Qing smiled and stroked Xiaolu's fluffy hair.

"Why did you think of taking her as your apprentice?" Xiao Lu was very confused. With Shen Qing's personality, she would never choose to take her as a disciple now.

First, she was not ready to be a role model. Second, Shen Qing had always focused on his own cultivation. When he was not strong enough, it was not something Shen Qing could do to distract himself to train disciples.

Moreover, Yu Han is older than Shen Qing, and his talent is not yet apparent. Even if Shen Qing wants to accept a disciple, why doesn't he wait until Xuantian Sect's disciple-recruiting ceremony to select better talents?

The more I think about it, the weirder it gets.

"Have you asked your master about this?" Xiaolu thought that Shen Qing always listened to Master Wanji. For a major matter like accepting a disciple, Shen Qing would definitely consult Master Wanji's opinion.

Does Venerable Wanji also agree that she can accept a disciple now?

Shen Qing picked up Xiaolu, placed it on his lap, and pinched its cheeks with both hands, "Xiaolu, you really understand me."

"I really didn't want to accept a disciple before. Once a teacher, always a father. Teaching people is difficult enough, and being responsible for someone is even more difficult."

"Then why did you still face the challenge?" Xiaolu was even more puzzled. He didn't want to accept a disciple but ended up doing so. He was too fickle.

Shen Qing smiled and his eyes fell on the clouds outside the window. The glow of Yunji Peak is always beautiful, and the ever-changing clouds symbolize freedom.

"Yu Han is a tenacious person. She never complains even when she suffers hardships. She wants to change her fate by practicing Taoism, and I hope she can do so." When Shen Qing saw Yu Han, she couldn't help but think of her past self. She practiced Taoism in order to change her fate.

"Then you can just let her become someone else's master. How old are you now? Are you ready to be a master?" Xiaolu's question was very incisive.

Yes, if this were to be told to others that a monk who is not even 15 years old has started to accept disciples, anyone would be shocked to hear it.

Shen Qing smiled and rubbed Xiaolu's fox ears. "Although not yet, I believe I will be a good master."

Xiaolu shook her head. "Okay, you always have your own opinions."

Little Yellow was not happy. How long would this stinky fox occupy its master? It barked at Little Green a few times, saying that it was okay to talk, but it couldn't stay in its master's arms for too long.

Xiaolu glanced at the bald bird. Although the cub was small in size, it had a very bad temper.

It jumped out of Shen Qing's arms and landed on the table, shaking its big fluffy tail. It glanced at Xiao Huang and said, "It's out. Are you satisfied this time?"

Xiao Huang crashed into Shen Qing's arms, the master's arms belonged to him!

Shen Qing stroked Little Yellow skillfully. On the table was Little Green licking her fur. She lowered her head and her eyes darkened.

In fact, there was another reason why she accepted Yu Han as her apprentice. Yu Han was the only person she knew who had experienced the system and had not been controlled by it. Her identity was too important.

Shen Qing wanted to find out the truth about the past, and Yu Han was a good entry point.

There is also the Thousand Machine Box that was suspected to be left by Wan'er, and no one knows what was inside it.

Shen Qing carried Xiao Huang down from the mountain. "Okay, Xiao Huang and Xiao Lu. We will go down the mountain tomorrow. Go pack up your things. I'm going to practice first."

Xiaolu let out a cry, indicating that he understood.

Xiao Huang stood there in a daze, thinking in his little mind, do I need to bring things with me when I go out?

Shen Qing returned to the cave where she practiced and opened the restriction. Then she carefully took the Thousand Machine Box out of the storage bag.

At first glance, this box is inconspicuous, just like an ordinary wooden box, but there are no gaps in the box, making it difficult to start.

What exactly is the “key”?

Shen Qing pondered. According to records in books, the keys of the Thousand Machine Box come in many forms. It could be a sentence or a physical object. As long as you dare to set it, it will have the corresponding key.

What will Wan'er set the key to?

"Try this first." Shen Qing turned his spiritual power into a needle, pierced his fingertip, and a round bead of blood came out.

"See if the bloodline can be used."

Shen Qing dripped blood onto the Qianji Box. A red light flashed, and the wooden box instantly absorbed the blood.

"He actually did it... 6."

Shen Qing clenched her fist and bit her curled index finger. What was the password? What was something that both Wan'er and she knew but others didn't?

"Wan'er..."

The Qianji Box has not changed at all.

"..."

This is a bit embarrassing.

Let’s try a few more. “Su Wan’er?”

"younger sister?"

"Su Han?"

……

The world is so quiet.

Shen Qing scratched his head. What on earth was this?

"I prefer rainbows to colorful clouds."

The wooden box was found at the end of a rainbow. Could it be a rainbow?!

Shen Qingqing coughed and called out to the wooden box in a clear and loud voice, "Cai, Hong."

Then he looked at the wooden box with anticipation.

A tiny clicking sound was heard, and Shen Qing's eyes lit up instantly.

There is a play!

The wooden box opened by itself, revealing a thick blue-covered book inside.

Shen Qing took out the book, took a closer look, and was dumbfounded. This turned out to be a book of folk stories!!!

Shen Qing shook the book, but nothing came out. Well, there was nothing stuck between the pages.

That is, the contents of this storybook contain secrets.