I'm reborn, so it's not too much to kill the one who traveled through the book, right?

"My master is Taixu Zhenren. My master and I traveled all the way south. We got along very well along the way, so Taixu Zhenren accepted my grandson's wife as his disciple." Shen Rong said lightly.

Shen Rong also had some guesses about Master Taixu accepting her as his disciple.

In terms of talent, Shen Rong felt that even if she lived again, she would just be an ordinary woman. She thought that she had no qualifications to have such an old immortal as her master.

The only reason was something Shen Rong could figure out with her toes.

The reason why Master Taixu accepted her as his disciple must be because of her space.

On the way back, she thought about it. If she didn't have her space, even if Master Taixu found the seeds of the Red Liu Fruit and had a prescription to treat the plague, those people would not have been able to receive treatment so quickly.

Shen Rong thought about the role of her space inside.

She knew in her heart that Master Taixu accepted her as his disciple in order to use her space to grow medicinal herbs.

However, Shen Rong thought again and felt that this showed that she was valuable to Master Taixu.

If she had no value, she would be no different from an ordinary pilgrim.

As long as the other person doesn't take away her space, Shen Rong would accept it in a different way.

After all, if the news that she was a disciple of Master Taixu got out, it would only benefit her and not harm her.

What's more, Zhenren Taixu is a famous old immortal in the capital. If she does anything unreasonable in the future, she can blame it on Zhenren Taixu.

This way, she had an extra layer of protection.

As for whether the master would help her, Shen Rong was not worried at all.

On the way back, the master gave her some herbs that she didn't recognize and asked her to plant them.

The most valuable things in this space right now are probably the herbs from my master.

If someone were to keep an eye on him, it would be of no benefit to the master.

When Sixth Grandpa heard that Shen Rong was accepted as a disciple by Master Taixu, he was stunned for a long time.

"Have you really become the disciple of Master Taixu?" Sixth Grandpa said with some excitement.

Shen Rong nodded, "Yes, when Master Taixu said he wanted to take my granddaughter-in-law as his disciple, my granddaughter-in-law was also very surprised!"

"No wonder, when a real person takes action, the disease will naturally be cured. You must learn from him." Sixth Grandpa said enviously.

Zhenren Taixu is an expert in both Taoism and medicine. Although not everyone has seen his supernatural powers, everyone who has seen them regards him as a great master.

Shen Rong nodded and thought, she did want to learn from the real person, but it also depends on whether the real person is willing!

"You've come all the way back, you haven't eaten yet? Sit down and eat first, we can talk tomorrow if there's anything else."

When Sixth Grandma saw Shen Rong and the others talking, she went into the kitchen and brought some more food.

After being reminded by their grandmother, Changsheng and Shen Rong also felt hungry, so they sat down and started eating without any hesitation.

As for the grandparents and the two siblings, seeing that Shen Rong and the others were eating with relish, they also sat down and ate some.

After dinner, the family sat and chatted for a while, until the two old people were tired, Changsheng and Shen Rong brought the two children out of the main room.

In the east wing, Juxiang had already prepared hot water for washing.

After washing up, the family went to bed early.

Pingping and Anan have been away from their parents for a long time, so they naturally want to sleep with their parents.

Changsheng didn't want to be crowded with so many people, but no matter how he threatened or lured them, the two siblings were unwilling to sleep next to each other.

Shen Rong thought that she hadn't seen her children for a long time and was happy to sleep in the same bed with them.

It was just a pity for Changsheng. The tall boy was squeezed into a corner by the mother and her two sons, where he huddled up all night.

Here, Zhenren Taixu did not go in the direction of Baiyun Temple in his carriage, but went directly to the capital and entered the palace.

Zhao Xi personally met with Master Taixu, and was overjoyed to learn that the plague had been resolved. With a wave of his hand, he rewarded Master Taixu with a large amount of gold, silver, jewelry and precious medicinal herbs.

If it were in the past, when Master Taixu saw those ginsengs as thick as a baby's arm and those elf mushrooms as big as a face basin, he would have been so happy.

But now, Master Taixu has his disciple Shen Rong, and he no longer cares about these things.

As long as he has the seeds, his disciples can plant them for him.

"Thank you for the reward, Your Majesty. My disciple also came with me to the south to rescue people. Why don't you give the reward to my disciple?"

Zhao Xi nodded, "You can do whatever you want."

Master Taixu smiled slightly and said, "I will take my leave now."

Zhenren Taixu bowed neither humbly nor arrogantly and left the hall.

Zhao Xi watched Master Taixu's back as he left, and thought to himself: He is worthy of being the master who has guarded Dayong for a hundred years. He solved the plague so easily, and the key is that he is not greedy for fame and fortune.

For a moment, Zhao Xi's impression of Master Taixu improved a lot.

Zhao Xi ascended the throne for three years. The first three years were good weather and he had no chance to witness the abilities of Master Taixu. At most, he had heard of Master Taixu's reputation, which he thought was a random rumor.

On the contrary, at the beginning of the year, in order to pray for rain, he issued three decrees to Master Taixu, but the Master refused to show up, which really annoyed Zhao Xi.

Later, there was news of an epidemic breaking out in the south of the Yangtze River. Just when he was in a state of panic, Taoist Taixu came to the palace and asked for permission to go south to rescue people.

Zhao Xi did not refuse. In order to help the people get rid of the plague as soon as possible, he even asked the doctors from the Imperial Hospital to go south with him.

But unexpectedly, Master Taixu refused the imperial physician's request to follow him, and threatened that this plague was rare in a century, and no matter how many people went, they would only waste their lives.

Zhao Xi was half-believing and half-doubting. Before he could arrange for the people from the Imperial Hospital to go south, Master Taixu had already left the capital.

Unexpectedly, more than three months later, the plague in the two counties was solved by Taixu alone.

After this incident, Zhao Xi began to regard Master Taixu as an old immortal from the bottom of his heart.

After all, he had seen in the memorial how terrible the plague was.

Zhao Xi never dreamed that Master Taixu alone could solve this major disaster.

Therefore, he was truly grateful to Master Taixu.

Zhao Xi also didn't know that Master Taixu also took Shen Rong to Jiangnan.

What they didn't know was that Shen Rong had become a disciple of Master Taixu.

The next morning, when Shen Rong opened her eyes, she saw two pairs of round eyes staring at her.

"Well...what time is it now? Have you eaten?" As she spoke, Shen Rong sat up from the bed.

"Mom, give me a hug." An An grabbed Shen Rong's clothes and shook her.

Shen Rong didn't want to refuse at all, so she raised her hand and picked up her daughter.

Pingping stood aside, also looking at Shen Rong eagerly.

Shen Rong's heart softened and she picked up her son.

At this time, Changsheng came in from outside and saw that both children had run to the bed, and he hurriedly scolded:

"Your mother is tired from traveling. Stop bothering her. Come down quickly and let her wash up and eat first."

Changsheng's words had a deterrent effect on the two siblings.

Upon hearing this, the two siblings immediately climbed down from the bed.