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Zeng Wenwen felt helpless, fully aware of her grandfather's temperament. Given his attitude, it seemed she was destined to become a Taoist priest. However, she couldn't help but wonder why Master Ling Mingzi had chosen her. Surely her cousins were more suitable for the role; they were calm and composed, while she struggled to maintain her own tranquility.
"Grandpa, I want to know why the Taoist priest chose me. My cousins are definitely more fitting for this. They have calm personalities, while I can hardly sit still," Zeng Wenwen said, a hint of reluctance in her voice.
"I can't say for sure. Master Ling Mingzi must have his own reasons," Zeng Xianyi replied.
"Then where is Master Ling Mingzi? I've never even met him. How could he choose me?" Zeng Wenwen asked, perplexed. It felt strange to be accepted as a disciple by someone she had never seen, as if the whole situation was shrouded in mystery.
"You may not have seen Master Ling Mingzi, but he has seen you," Zeng Xianyi said with a smile.
"When? How come I didn't know?" Zeng Wenwen looked confused.
"Yesterday, when you were looking at that painting of the mountain temple, it was Master Ling Mingzi who was interviewing you," Zeng Xianyi explained.
"Grandpa, you don't mean he's in the painting, do you?" Zeng Wenwen laughed lightly.
"You’re right; Master Ling Mingzi is indeed in the painting. You can't see him, but he can see you," Zeng Xianyi clarified.
Zeng Wenwen was stunned, completely taken aback. "Grandpa, are you joking? How can someone be in a painting?"
"That's why I said Master Ling Mingzi is an extraordinary figure. His ways are beyond our understanding. Now that you've become his disciple, you'll surely get to meet him in the painting in the future," Zeng Xianyi assured her.
Zeng Wenwen fell silent, her expression strange.
"Wenwen, there's no need to be too shocked. As you follow Master Ling Mingzi and learn from him, your horizons will broaden. Many things that seem unbelievable to you now will become commonplace later on," Zeng Xianyi said with a smile.
Zeng Wenwen forced a smile; if Ling Mingzi was indeed in the painting, then her comments from yesterday must have been heard by him. She felt at a loss for words.
Unaware of her granddaughter's thoughts, Zeng Xianyi assumed she was simply overwhelmed by the revelation.
"Alright, it's getting late. You should go back and rest. Once Master Ling Mingzi sets a date for your apprenticeship, you'll officially become his disciple. Wenwen, you must work hard! Although Master Ling Mingzi may not take you as his personal disciple, if you perform well and earn his favor, it’s not impossible for you to inherit his teachings," Zeng Xianyi encouraged her.
Zeng Wenwen felt somewhat dazed; it seemed that becoming a Taoist priest was indeed set in stone.
The apprenticeship ceremony was not complicated. Since Ling Mingzi could not leave the painting at present, Zeng Wenwen's ceremony would naturally take place within it as well.
When the painting of the mountain temple appeared before her once more, Zeng Wenwen's heart raced with anxiety and anticipation.
If she had known there was someone in the painting, Zeng Wenwen wouldn't have dared to act recklessly the day before.
"Zeng Lao, wait outside. I'll take Wenwen in to meet the master," Jiang Chen said.
Zeng Wenwen was extremely nervous, gripping her grandfather's hand tightly and unwilling to let go. Although she usually appeared carefree and nonchalant, at that moment, she resembled a frightened little kitten, shrinking back in apprehension.
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