Everyone was shocked, what does this mean? Senior brother?
Jiajing also rarely opened all his eyes, instead of half-opening and half-closing them like before. His eyes were full of light, like a tiger that had been napping all year round and suddenly woke up.
Yan Song was so frightened that he took half a step back, and even Lu Bing felt a little strange for a moment. Only Huang Jin, who was standing behind him, raised a smile.
"Whose disciple did you say you were?"
"Long live my return, my master Cangjie."
"Cangjie is a Taoist literary sage, but we don't know that he is alive in the world, nor that he has a sect spread. Where does your inheritance come from?"
"Long live, Master Cangjie accepted me personally. I have no other disciples."
Yan Song couldn't help it anymore: "Long live, I have never seen such a shameless person. He practices Taoism with long live supreme, and it is difficult to meet the gods. How can he, a child with a yellow mouth, be so virtuous and capable that he will be favored by the gods and accept his disciples himself?"
Jiajing also felt that Xiao Feng was talking nonsense, but he was not happy or angry. He just looked at Xiao Feng coldly to see how he would explain.
Xiao Feng glanced at Yan Song: "Master Chief Assistant, do you know why I call you Senior Brother Long Live?"
Yes, this senior brother's voice is very abrupt and arrogant. What's the explanation? Jiajing looked at Xiao Feng inquiringly.
Xiao Feng said proudly: "I have studied literature since I was a child, passed the examination to become a scholar, and have no knowledge of Taoism. Eight years ago, my mother died of illness, my father resigned from office, and the family suffered great changes. In grief, I passed out. I entered a pine forest in a daze. , the mountain breeze came slowly, and the clouds and cranes danced. In the distance, there was golden light piercing the sky. I stumbled into the depths of the pine forest, and then I saw the golden light, but there were two people playing chess against each other. "
Xiao Feng has been blown away by the glittering chess scene many times, so he is very proficient in it. His firm expression and blank eyes make it look more real than real. Yan Song was about to scold him, but found that Jiajing was listening very intently. He was shocked and did not dare to interrupt.
"The two players were both white-haired old men. One was wearing a Taoist robe, and the other was wearing a scholar's white robe. There was also a young Taoist standing beside him, pouring tea for the two of them. When he saw me walking in, the old man in Taoist robes smiled and said: 'You The apprentice is here.' The old man in white looked at me and said: 'I lost three games of chess to Laojun and promised him to accept apprentices to preach. There are many Taoist sects. I never accept apprentices, but today I have no choice. You have a chance. Yes, I’ll accept you.'"
Everyone had their own thoughts, Lu Bing didn't believe a word he said, Yan Song even cursed in his heart, but Huang Jin was doubtful. People will influence each other. I have been with Jiajing for so many years and read elixirs every day. It is impossible to say that I will not be influenced at all.
The one with the most complicated thoughts was Jiajing. He felt that this kid was deceiving him like other liar Taoist priests, but he couldn't help but hope that there was a slight possibility that it was true.
"I had no other thoughts at the time. I just felt full of admiration, so I knelt down and worshiped Master. Laojun asked me to serve tea to Master. I went to get water, but it was a transparent crystal bottle with only half a bottle of water in it. But I It felt like it was as heavy as a thousand pounds and I couldn't lift it. The young Taoist priest next to me reached out and picked it up and poured water for me. The master smiled and said, "Water is in a bottle. The world is heavy. Do you know whether the bottle is heavier or the water is heavier?" The young Taoist laughed. Said: 'If there is a bottle but no water, the world will be useless; if there is water but no bottle, the world will be ruthless.'"
Jiajing's heart suddenly moved. Mysterious words could stir up his heart, which is always pondering the mysteries of the world.
Xiao Feng observed Jiajing's expression and knew that Jiajing was becoming more and more uncertain about his words. The part that he didn't believe now was entirely due to the emperor's suspicion. According to psychological guidance, he still needs to work harder.
"Master gave me a book called "The Heavenly Book of Cangjie". When I opened the first page, it said, 'Cangjie created characters to reveal the secrets of heaven. The sky is like raindrops and ghosts and gods cry at night. Therefore, measuring characters can reveal the past and future, but the secrets of heaven are revealed. Heaven's secret will damage your luck, shorten your life span, and damage your yang energy. If you can't do it, don't do it. If you have to, don't do more than one word a day. You can't measure yourself, don't ask about the unmeasured, don't ask about one word, be careful about it.'
I was about to look down when I said to Master, "Since you have preached and formed your own sect, you can give it a sect name." But the master said: "I just lost you three games of chess. I accepted my apprenticeship and taught the Taoism, but I didn't promise you to establish a sect." If he has the intention, let him go; if he has no intention, don't force him. '
The old man laughed loudly, but said to the young Taoist: "Since you have fallen into the mortal world, your soul cannot leave. If you had not experienced this calamity of life and death, you would not be able to get here, so go ahead." Returning to the mortal world, even if you don’t remember what happened here, as a teacher, I still want to give you this advice: Those who practice Taoism should put the destiny of the world first. If the destiny of the country is blessed, why worry about not being able to ascend again? '"
Jiajing suddenly sat up straight, his mind spinning rapidly. Eight years ago, the 21st year of Jiajing? In the calamity of his own life and death, when the rope strangled him to death, he seemed to have really seen the golden light! I just really can’t remember clearly!
Xiao Feng never mentioned that this young Taoist priest might be Jiajing, but the more he didn't mention it, the more Jiajing would think about himself. Besides myself, who else is qualified to be Laojun’s apprentice? Who is qualified to hold the National Games? Who is qualified to go through the catastrophe of life and death? Although this calamity is really not glorious to say...
"I saw the young Taoist walking away, and I was anxious to leave. Master smiled and said: 'Don't be anxious, he walks fast and you can't catch up. But being slow has its advantages. If you walk slowly, you will also forget slowly. He doesn't remember what happened here, so you should remember it. If you meet again by chance, you can tell me. But he may not believe it. He is Laojun's first disciple. Just call him senior brother. If you remember, that's it. If you can't, there's nothing you can do. '"
Xiao Feng looked at Jiajing and said calmly: "After I woke up eight years ago, I had completely forgotten it. I knew that a month ago, I fainted again for no reason. When I woke up, I could still remember what happened back then. As soon as I entered the hall today, I saw I was really shocked when I saw Wanzai's appearance. Please forgive me, Wanzai. The common people should pay tribute to the emperor and his ministers, and I would like to ask Wanzai to punish you."
Xiao Feng made a move to kneel down as he spoke, and Jiajing glanced at Lu Bing. After years of guarding, Lu Bing understood Jiajing's every move. He said in a very low voice: "Xiao Feng did pass out for no reason a month ago. At that time, Dr. Zhu from Huichun Hall and Dr. Qi from Miaoshou Zhai were invited. Both said they were hopeless, but they recovered that night."
This sentence dispelled Jiajing's last hesitation. Maybe he didn't completely believe it in his heart, but he already believed it seven percent. Seeing that Xiao Feng's knees were about to touch the ground, he stood up in a hurry: "Junior brother, I have some memories of the courtesy. You and I are old acquaintances of the Immortal Family. In this place of cultivation, there is no need to stick to worldly etiquette! "
Jiajing was not completely lying when he said he remembered it. Of course, on the one hand, he really wanted everyone to think that he had remembered it. On the other hand, under Xiao Feng's vivid guidance and his huge desire, he really painted the picture in his mind. The scene of two gods playing chess, and they were quite confident that this was the scene they saw when they were almost strangled to death by several palace maids.
The human brain is very good at deceiving itself. Although Xiao Feng is not a top expert in psychology, he has studied it. Although Jiajing has a high IQ, he is too passionate about Taoism. Just like a university professor who can be defrauded by telecommunications, desire is always a person's fatal weakness.
As for Jiajing's eagerness to stop Xiao Feng from kneeling, his purpose is also very clear. Listening to the meaning of Immortal Master Cangjie's words, if Jiajing remembers it, he will treat him with Taoist courtesy; if he doesn't remember it, then he will treat him as his own emperor, and Xiao Feng will no longer regard him as his senior brother.
When should I not be the emperor? The whole world thinks that I am the emperor, but the junior brother who is really destined to be immortal on the road of cultivation will be gone once he misses it!
Fortunately, this shout came in time, Xiao Feng's knees almost hit the ground, he stopped abruptly, used his hands to support himself, and stood up.
Lu Bing sighed in his heart: "Xiao Wannian, if you were half as capable as your son, you wouldn't end up like this."
Yan Song turned pale and stared blankly at this boy who didn't even wear a Taoist robe and turned into Jiajing's junior brother. He couldn't even question it, because Jiajing himself said that he remembered it. Once he put on the emperor's new clothes, anyone who questioned it would be looking for death!
However, Yan Song was cunning and cunning after all. He chuckled and bowed his hands in salute: "Long Live has remembered the fate of immortality. It's a joy to congratulate you. This Mr. Xiao... Mr. Xiao Feng, since he is a direct disciple of Cangjie Immortal Master, should show his immortal magic to Long Live today." Congratulations!"
Jiajing's last three points of suspicion were pushed away by Yan Song. He looked at Xiao Feng with a smile: "Junior brother, how are you?"
Lu Bing's heart sank, and he glanced at Yan Song. Yan Song looked at Lu Bing proudly and then at Xiao Feng.
These two people don't believe in gods. They can make up any story they want, but they can't tell the lie. Even if Jiajing is concerned about his face today and refuses to fall out in person, Xiao Feng will definitely die within three days without knowing it!
