What Chen Changāan referred to was when he was mentally disoriented and seemed like a fool.
His consciousness was restored ten years ago when he was confined to the library. He was imprisoned upon regaining his senses.
Thus, not many people know about this, except Old Liu from Daoyuan Mountain.
The rest are oblivious.
Continuing, Chen Changāan said:
"And moreover, as you know elder brother, I have never taken on disciples. I have no experience in teaching disciples. I donāt know how to guide them."
"If I did well in teaching these excellent disciples, it would be alright. But if I fail, wouldnāt that be a hindrance to them?"
"This...?"
Upon hearing Chen Changāanās words, Xuan Qingzi became hesitant on the spot.
As an early member of the Tianshui Sect, he deeply knew what Chen Changāan was like ten years ago.
Letās not even talk about ten years ago. Letās talk about this year.
If it hadnāt been for that day this year when Chen Changāan suddenly appeared in the main hall, advancing six steps to become a Great Scholar, Xuan Qingziās impression of his fellow disciple might still resemble that of a snotty brat.
Moreover, as Chen Changāan stated, even though he has become a Great Scholar, he is only just that.
Apart from reaching the realm of the Great Scholar, he did not possess any of the other cultivation skills.
In other words,
He lacks any cultivation experience.
And without cultivation experience, how can he educate disciples?
"So what is your proposition, brother?"
Xuan Qingzi still didnāt want to give up. He looked at Chen Changāan and asked once again hesitantly.
The question of whether Chen Changāan would teach disciples is not something he really wanted to consider, because only Chen Changāan could teach these disciples now.
If Chen Changāan agreed to teach, there would still be hope for their future.
If Chen Changāan declined, then these disciples would essentially have no future.
"Elder Brother, donāt misunderstand me,"
Seeing Xuan Qingziās doubtful gaze, Chen Changāan immediately shook his head to clarify his intentions.
He then said, "Elder Brother, you misunderstood me. What I meant was that I would not accept them as my disciples, not that I wonāt teach them."
"I can educate them."
"However, as for acknowledging them as my disciples, letās forget about it."
"As you know, I donāt have much time left. I might just pass away suddenly one day."
"If I accept them, wouldnāt that lead them astray?"
"I canāt do such a thing."
Upon saying this, Chen Changāan digressed and continued:
"Therefore, I resolutely refuse to accept them as my disciples. I hope you can understand, Elder Brother."
After saying this, he bowed to Xuan Qingzi.
"So, little brother, your idea is to have these disciples not join your sect, but they can follow your practice?"
It seemed Xuan Qingzi understood what Chen Changāan meant, and promptly asked.
"Yes." Chen Changāan nodded.
"Little brother, this...?" On hearing Chen Changāanās words, Xuan Qingzi was taken aback.
Truthfully, before he came here, he had considered countless possibilities regarding this journey, but he hadnāt anticipated at all that Chen Changāan would choose this approach.
"Whatās the matter, elder brother? Isnāt this okay?" Chen Changāan asked curiously.
"No, thatās not it. This is okay, itās good."
Xuan Qingzi shook his head in response.
Upon understanding, he turned to look at Chen Changāan, his expression filled with complexity.
There is no doubt that this is a great opportunity to expand the Daocang Mountainās heritage, but Chen Changāan declined it.
Another thing that spoke volumes about this was self-evident.
As for whether Chen Changāan was unaware that initiating these disciples into Daocang Mountain could tremendously benefit it, Xuan Qingzi thought it was impossible.
It was a no brainer that he would be aware of it. How could he not see what was so plainly obvious?
He is not rejecting the benefits, but rather, he doesnāt want to cause trouble for the sect!
Xuan Qingzi fell silent.
At this moment, he didnāt know what to say about Chen Changāan.
Having realized this, Xuan Qingzi sighed deeply and said:
"Sigh, little brother, I understand your meaning now."
Afterwards, he pondered for a while and proposed a compromise:
"Little brother, what do you think about this? Thereās an unused patch of purple bamboo under Daocang Mountain. I plan for Daoqing and Zi Wan to clean it up and let them settle down there."
"This way, they can easily listen to your teachings regularly."
"What do you think, little brother?"
"Good!"
Chen Changāan nodded in agreement after hearing this.
"From now on, we will have to depend on you, little brother."
Seeing Chen Changāan nod, Xuan Qingzi felt relieved. He heaved a sigh of relief.
No matter what, the problem was finally resolved.
However, the sect would owe little brother a lot again due to this matter.
Sigh~!
Xuan Qingzi heaved another long sigh.
But how would he know that the reason Chen Changāan didnāt want to accept these disciples was not due to his limited lifespan or lack of teaching methods, which were all excuses.
He simply didnāt want to be bothered!
Chen Changāan didnāt want to be bothered!
He already had enough headache with Mao Ruxue. If there were thirty more, his brain would definitely explode.
However, not everything Chen Changāan said to Xuan Qingzi was false.