The Master of Metaphysics Only Wants His Apprentice to Become an Evil Cultivator

[Metaphysics + no cp + master-disciple story + warmth + catching ghosts + no heroine] Qingyang's most beloved apprentice died. After learning from the pain, I suddenly realized that I, as a master, had a big problem with my educational philosophy! Not keeping up with the times! Decided to change the way of education. So—— "Disciple, if the other party makes you uncomfortable, then the other party is trying to defeat you, remember?" "You're going to give him blood for blood, tooth for tooth, and you're going to kill him." Young disciple: "Master... The book says... To be kind to others." Qingyang: The book is full of nonsense. I tore out the page and misled my disciples! Young apprentice: Master, I am hungry and there is no milk powder. Qingyang: Bear with me. That ghost said he has private money. If you help him do something, he will have money to buy you milk powder. Young apprentice: Okay~ In order to support their children, the master and the apprentice embarked on the road of fortune telling for people. [Master, my dead mother came to my house yesterday. All the chickens in the house are dead. Please save our family. [Master, there are two children behind my shadow, please save me!] [Master, my roommate is obviously dead, but she is in our dormitory now!] Rays of golden light poured into the little apprentice's body, and he opened his arms to hug Qingyang: "Master... I'm hungry..." "Okay, let's go eat some wontons." [Master, why am I called Qing'an? [Because... Qing An... Anyone who calls your name is a blessing.