Rachel suddenly realized, and Ao Du, who was immobilized beside her, also nodded as if he understood their conversation.
Seeing this, Lin Beichen couldn’t help but turn his head to ask him, "Do you understand Huaxia language?"
Ao Du nodded and responded in Huaxia, with a dialect accent, "I understand, and I speak Huaxia quite well, you know!"
This surprised Lin Beichen a little, but also made him find it amusing.
Then, Ao Du curiously asked Lin Beichen if he was from the Daoist family, expressing his great interest in Huaxia’s Daoist Techniques, hoping Lin Beichen could teach him.
Looking into his sincere eyes, Lin Beichen thought for a moment and said, "If you want to learn Daoist Techniques, you must become my apprentice."
Ao Du agreed without hesitation, but Lin Beichen reminded him that apprenticeship is not a child’s play; he must respect the master and follow his commands. After a brief moment of thought, Ao Du remained determined to apprentice and learn.
Finally, Lin Beichen set a condition: "Then you must promise me that your Red Turban Army will not cause any more chaos or commit arson and murder in the future."
Ao Du fell into deep thought upon hearing this.
He hesitated, after all, this concerned the future direction of the Red Turban Army.
If they don’t confront Masure’s army head-on, what is the point of the Red Turban Army’s existence?
Perceiving his hesitation, Lin Beichen said frankly: "If you cannot achieve this, then there is no need to take me as your master and join the Daoist family."
"Our Daoist family does not forbid killing, but it is only against evil people, never innocent lives. If you continue to lead the Red Turban Army to harm this place, you don’t even qualify to enter."
Hearing this, Ao Du was stunned and fell into contemplation.
Lin Beichen did not urge him, as it was a significant decision that needed time to consider.
After a long time of thinking, Ao Du’s face showed a determined expression, as if he had made a major decision.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, Master, I agree. As long as I can learn the Daoist Techniques, I’m at your command."
The legendary Daoist Techniques are mysterious and unpredictable, and some cultivators even become immortals.
By then, what would the title of the Red Turban Army leader even mean?
Lin Beichen smiled and nodded, saying, "Since that’s the case, I will accept you as my disciple."
With that, he stood up, ready to tear off the Body-Immovable Talisman from Ao Du.
Rachel suddenly grabbed Lin Beichen, her face wary, "Lin Beichen, be careful, what if he’s tricking you?"
Lin Beichen chuckled lightly, "Don’t worry, if he dares try anything, I’ll just deal with him."
With Lin Beichen’s strength, dealing with Ao Du was as easy as pie.
Rachel saw this and gradually lowered her guard.
She had seen Lin Beichen’s strength and believed that Ao Du was no match for him.
Upon hearing their conversation, Ao Du showed a helpless expression.
He muttered in his heart, "Is it really okay to talk about dealing with me right in front of my face?"
At this time, Lin Beichen walked up to Ao Du and tore off the yellow paper from his chest.
The feeling of being bound instantly vanished without a trace, and Ao Du tried moving his arms, finding he could move freely again. A joyful expression appeared on his face.
Immediately afterwards, Ao Du walked up to Lin Beichen and kneeled down with a "thud": "Master, please accept a bow from your disciple Ao Du!"
After saying this, he respectfully kowtowed once.
Lin Beichen cleared his throat and said, "Ao Du, get up. I didn’t expect you to understand our Huaxia customs so well."
Ao Du stood up and explained, "I often watch Huaxia dramas, and just learned by watching them."
This answer made Lin Beichen burst into laughter.
Who would have thought that the fearsome leader of the Masure Red Turban Army would have such a fondness for Huaxia dramas?
After the apprenticeship, Ao Du sat beside Lin Beichen, curiously inquiring about Daoist Techniques.
He was particularly keen to know the secret of that yellow piece of paper.
Lin Beichen explained, "That’s called a Body-Immovable Talisman, as the name implies, it fixes your body and makes you unable to move."
Ao Du suddenly understood, "So that’s it! Master, this spell is amazing, can you teach me?"
His eyes were full of a thirst for knowledge.
Lin Beichen nodded slightly, "Teaching you how to draw talismans isn’t impossible. But right now, there’s something more important."
Ao Du curiously asked, "Master, please tell me!"
Looking at Ao Du’s eager look to learn, Lin Beichen sighed lightly, "It’s late, your master needs to rest."
Ao Du awkwardly laughed, "Right, right, time is indeed late. Master, you should rest, you can teach me later."
The night grew deeper as the three found a place to settle down in the cave.
The branches burned slowly, the night grew darker, and they gradually fell into their dreams...
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the clouds onto the earth.
Lin Beichen opened his eyes and saw Ao Du already awake, diligently preparing washing water for him.
Rachel also woke up and couldn’t help but sigh, "I really wonder how the Red Turban Army outside would react seeing their leader being so attentive!"
After enjoying the food Ao Du found, during the leisure time, Lin Beichen began teaching Ao Du the rudiments of the Daoist techniques while Rachel sat quietly beside listening.
"Now, I’m going to guide you into the mysterious world of the Daoist family. What do you hope to learn?"
Lin Beichen asked using a democratic teaching approach.
Upon hearing that he was about to begin his learning, Ao Du was overflowing with excitement. "Master, I hope to learn the talisman you demonstrated yesterday, that mysterious power fascinates me."
Lin Beichen nodded in agreement, "Alright, let’s start with the talisman."
He took out blank talisman paper and cinnabar, preparing to teach the secrets of talismans.
"The talisman is an essential part of our cultivation. It can summon spirits, dispel demons, cure illnesses, and even manipulate the forces of nature."
"A talisman is actually a combination of ’talisman’ and ’spell’. The talisman is the mysterious text written on the talisman paper, and the spell is the technique that accompanies the talisman."
Listening intently, Ao Du nodded earnestly. With his solid foundation in Huaxia and having watched many relevant dramas, he deeply understood Lin Beichen’s explanation.
Seeing Ao Du’s understanding, Lin Beichen continued, "Now, let me teach you how to draw a talisman."
He dipped the cinnabar and demonstrated stroke by stroke on the talisman paper.
After he finished, he handed the talisman paper to Ao Du, "The path of cultivation depends on the individual. You must practice according to this talisman; the results depend on your talent and effort."
Ao Du took the talisman paper, nodded solemnly, "Understood, Master."
He mimicked Lin Beichen’s movements, dipping the cinnabar, and carefully drawing.
Soon, Ao Du completed his first talisman paper and excitedly showed it to Lin Beichen, "Master, how is it?"
After examining it, Lin Beichen nodded, "It’s drawn nicely, well-formed. But the true effect needs to be tested through practice."
"How do I test it?" Ao Du asked curiously.
Lin Beichen explained, "Naturally, by using this talisman to see its power."
Ao Du laughed awkwardly, "Yes, Master, I will go try it now."
Lin Beichen demonstrated how to use the talisman and then let Ao Du practice on his own.
Ao Du practiced intently, and by the end of the day, his talisman drawing skills had improved significantly.
As nightfall arrived, Ao Du was still in his dreams pondering the mysteries of the talisman.
The next morning, as usual, Ao Du went out to look for food and water. During breakfast, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the cave. Lin Beichen turned to see a familiar figure—Leng Feng.
"Lin Beichen, great, I finally found you!" Leng Feng said excitedly.
Lin Beichen stood up calmly, not seeming surprised by Leng Feng’s arrival.
Leng Feng was surprised to see Lin Beichen dining harmoniously with the Black leader, but he had more important matters at hand.
"Lin Beichen, I’m here to ask you to return..." Leng Feng started, but was interrupted by Lin Beichen.
"I know, it’s about the Chinese-Owned Factory, right?" Lin Beichen seemed to have been aware of everything already.
Leng Feng, surprised, then relieved, "Yes, they hope you can return to help. Last night we were attacked by the Red Turban Army and mercenaries, the situation is urgent."