The old man chuckled: "Jixian Temple is a famous sect of cultivating immortals here. This Taoist temple recruits disciples every year. Old man, I also participated in the selection of disciples of Jixian Temple back then, but unfortunately I didn't have that fate. I was not selected. .”
However, Chen Fan didn't want to ask this, so he asked: "How many disciples are there in Jixian Temple, and what are their cultivation levels?"
The old man looked at Chen Fan with interest: "How do I know about the Immortal Family? You asked me about this kind of thing, but you asked the wrong person. I only know that among the sects around here, the Shuji Immortal View is very powerful, and every year When Jixian Temple recruits disciples, a large number of people will come, and even some people who have become immortals want to enter Jixian Temple."
Chen Fan saluted the old man and said, "Old man, do you know where to sign up for the disciple selection of the Jixian Temple?"
The old man chuckled: "Not far, not far. After leaving this town, walk three miles east, and there is a Taoist temple called Baihe Temple. There are two roads leading to the mountain next to Baihe Temple. Take the mountain road on the right. It’s at the end.”
Chen Fan gave another salute: "Thank you very much, old man, for your guidance."
Finally, the old man said: "The selection day will be in two days. I think you can stay in this town today. I also have a vacant room at my house, so you don't have to pay for it if you come and stay at my house."
Chen Fan waved his hand and declined the old man.
After bidding farewell to the old man, Chen Fan followed the old man's instructions and headed towards the Immortal Temple.
He had the idea of joining the Jixian Temple, but he was also afraid that the secret of his alien limbs would be exposed. But if he doesn't join, he urgently needs a way to understand the world of cultivation.
After much thought, Chen Fan decided to take a look. After reading it, decide whether you want to participate in the selection of Jixian Temple.
According to what the old man pointed out, Chen Fan quickly arrived at the Taoist temple called White Crane Temple.
This Taoist temple is located in the center of two roads and is a dilapidated small Taoist temple.
There are two Taoist boys in the Taoist temple sitting on the threshold of the Taoist temple in a daze and basking in the sun. From this, it can be seen that the incense in this Taoist temple is not particularly strong.
Chen Fan curiously took a look inside the Taoist temple, but saw that the courtyard of the Taoist temple was full of weeds and no one was cleaning it.
"It seems that this Taoist temple is just an ordinary Taoist temple."
Chen Fan thought to himself.
No wonder this Taoist temple doesn't have much incense. Not far from him is the Jixian Temple. Even if someone wants to burn incense, they will not come to this place.
One Taoist temple contains statues of clay-born gods, while the other Taoist temple is filled with immortals that ordinary people see.
Comparing the two, it is strange that there is incense in the White Crane Temple.
Just as Chen Fan was about to leave, he heard someone next to him ask: "Hey! Why do you think there is a bug in here?"
"What?"
Chen Fan didn't hear clearly the first time and said subconsciously.
Only then did I see a very inconspicuous old Taoist priest squatting at the entrance of Baihe Temple.
This old Taoist priest is skinny and has fluffy hair. His Taoist robe is very neat, with no stains visible.
He didn't know what he was holding in his hands, and he kept fiddling with it.
He didn't look up at Chen Fan, he just lowered his head and looked at the thing in his hand.
"Why do you think there is a bug in here?"
The old man repeated it again, still staring at the thing in his hand.
Before Chen Fan could answer, he heard a woodcutter passing by say: "Don't pay attention to him, he is our famous crazy old man. He holds a stone in his hand every day and asks people why there are bugs in it."
One of the two Taoist boys also smiled and said to Chen Fan: "Don't pay attention to my master, that's all my master is."
"Asking you. Why do you think there are bugs in here?"
It seemed that this crazy old man was tired of waiting. He suddenly looked up at Chen Fan and showed Chen Fan the stone in his hand.
Only then did Chen Fan see what the stone in Crazy Old Dao's hand was.
The stone in Crazy Old Dao's hand was half the size of a fist and looked like some kind of crystal clear golden jade.
Through the stone, you can see a blue-gray flesh worm inside.
This flesh bug looked different from any bugs Chen Fan had ever seen.
The whole bug curled up into a ball, as if sleeping.
Chen Fan looked at it as if the insect was not a dead thing, but a living thing. If the insect hadn't been motionless, Chen Fan might have thought it was a live insect.
It's just that this stone is intact and there is no crack on it. How did this insect get in here?
Chen Fan couldn't think of an answer for a while. So he asked: "I see that the stone is perfectly sealed. The insects inside should be natural. The heaven and earth are created so that insects can grow in the stone. It is normal. Why do you bother with this, old man?"
Chen Fan's original intention was to persuade the old Taoist with good intentions not to be too entangled in this problem. The reality is to run the Taoist temple well and make some incense money.
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist became furious after hearing this: "What is the creation of heaven and earth? Have you ever seen insects growing in rocks? How can it be normal to have insects growing in rocks?"
Chen Fan did not expect that the old Taoist would be so angry. Thinking back on it, the so-called insect growing in a stone is indeed abnormal.
He just wanted to persuade the old man, and didn't pay much attention to the problem itself. Now that I think about it, his answer really doesn't make sense.
After thinking carefully for a moment, Chen Fan said: "I have never seen insects in rocks, but I have seen insects in some things, and they are very similar to this one."
The old Taoist was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Where have you seen it?"
Chen Fan pondered for a moment and said: "There are hyacinths in things, and all I can think of are insect eggs."
Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face changed continuously.
Finally, he stretched his neck and became even more angry. He said angrily: "Insect eggs? Ignorant child, what have you seen? They even brazenly said that these are insect eggs. How could this be insect eggs? If you don't understand, don't make random guesses."
The old man got excited for no reason and even wanted to stand up and hit Chen Fan.
Seeing that something was not going well, the two Taoist boys stood up in a hurry.
One hugged Lao Dao's waist to prevent him from getting close to Chen Fan, and the other kept apologizing to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan didn't know where the old Taoist's anger came from. Seeing that he was so crazy, the two Taoist boys kept apologizing to Chen Fan, so Chen Fan couldn't care less.
After a long time, the two Taoist boys coaxed the old Taoist into the Taoist temple. Finally, they smiled apologetically at Chen Fan and closed the door of the Taoist temple.
The woodcutter on the side saw Chen Fan's defeat and said to Chen Fan with some gloating: "Brother, don't be like this crazy old man. He is famous for his madness in our country. He also asked me before, so I said it. In other words, that insect looked like it was parasitic in a stone, and it almost got beaten by this old man. We people here are used to this crazy old man, and we just ignore him."
After hearing this, Chen Fan shook his head and smiled, saying no more.
But there was a strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that this crazy old man was not as crazy as he showed.
