At this time, Zu An had already arrived in front of the Yin Yang Dao booth, and seemed to be looking at the topic of Yin Yang Dao recruiting disciples.
From the awed eyes of those around him looking at the young master and their private conversations, Zu An quickly figured out the identity of the young master.
The other party is a direct disciple of Master Yin Yang, ranking third, and his name seems to be Fang Biao. He has an extraordinary status among the younger generation in the sect.
The two pickpockets also saw him and hurriedly said to their master, "Master Biao, is that guy the fat sheep from before?"
Who knew that Fang Biao glanced at Zu An and then looked away, "I'm not interested in men."
Immediately, his eyes were burning and he directly followed the direction Zhang Zitong left. .??.
Seeing a few people leaving, Zu An frowned and listened to Yan Xueghen's story. The Yin Yang Dao and the Tianmo Sect were iron allies, but looking at the behavior of these people, it was really a bit dirty.
Although he understood that Yun Jianyue had to choose to win over Yin and Yang Dao for the sake of Tianmo Sect and deal with other factions together, he did not agree with it.
But after all, he didn't go over to help. Zhang Zitong was also a silver medal embroiderer after all. If he couldn't handle this situation, he would really be unworthy of his title as the messenger of embroidery.
At this time, he finally saw clearly that the test question on Yin and Yang Dao was actually about refining a drug that was meant for flirting. It could be used for both men and women. The better the effect, the higher the score.
Zu An "..."
To put it mildly, isn't this just ***?
Speaking of which, he is an expert in this field. The original "I Love a Firewood", "Bull's Milk", "Spring Breeze Eighteen Degrees", and the recent "Rosemary of Forgetfulness", which one is not a well-known presence in this field?
He didn't understand why he encountered so many situations. Afterwards, he kept a copy of the corresponding medicine. After comprehending the "Bao Pu Zhen Jing", he practiced several copies of each. It was not that he was interested in these. I am interested in drugs, but I just feel that after understanding their medicinal properties, I can provide targeted relief when encountering them in the future.
With his current attainments in this field, even if the leader of Yin Yang Dao comes, he is still his younger brother. It is easy to refine some medicine and pass this test.
But after all, he still couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He didn't want to stay in such a dirty place.
After thinking for a while, he came to the other side. Compared with other places, this booth was much deserted. There were almost no people in front of it. There was only a little fat man sitting on the chair of the Taishi, swaying and drinking tea boredly.
Ancestor
An looked up and looked at the flag here - "Touching the Golden Road".
He couldn't help but smile a little, why do grave robbers always have fat people like this? Wu Liang of the Demon Clan was like this before. Aren't they afraid of getting stuck in the tunnel with their size?
Seeing him stopping here, the fat man immediately became energetic: "Brother, do you want to join us in the gold-touching process? It doesn't matter if you don't join us and come over to chat."
As he said this, he came over and enthusiastically pulled him to sit down.
Zu An thought to himself that he was proficient in "The Essence of Dropping Heavenly Essence" and had descended into so many ancient giant tombs. He had considerable experience in this area and should be able to pass the test.
So I sat down.
People in the distance sneered, "Another stupid young man was fooled by Fatty Hu."
"Whoever joins the Gold Touching Way these days? There are not many people in this sect, and there is no one at the top. Not to mention the venerable, there is not even an elder."
"Yes, in today's society, if you don't have a background and no one has support, it's hard to do anything. You don't even have the most basic training resources. How can you compare with other factions?"
"Not only that, everyone in this sect is also shouting for beatings, and the smell of local masters on their bodies cannot be washed away. As long as they know that you are a goldsmith, they will basically beat you to death, and your life may not be saved. live."
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Although these people's voices were small, how could they hide it from Zu An's eyes and ears?
He thought to himself that it was no wonder it was so deserted here, but he didn't care. He didn't really want to join the Golden Path anyway.
"What do you call this brother?" The little fat man smiled and poured him a cup of tea.
Zu An felt a little "flattered" for a while. After all, he had
He was despised by other factions. "My name is Lu Ren. What do you call me?"
"Lu Ren?" The little fat man looked him up and down, "The surname is good, and so is the name."
Zu An "..."
I don’t know what’s so good about a name like this. This guy is really bragging without conscience.
"My surname is Hu and my name is Fatty. You can just call me Fatty Hu from now on." The little fat man looked familiar.
Zu An misses his father
Mom’s naming was really sloppy, and someone’s name was actually Fatty.
"Brother seems to be walking around just now. He is obviously very interested in our holy religion. Why don't you try our gold-touching method?" Fatty Hu said with excitement, "Do you like ancient secrets, do you like the inheritance of ancient gods, do you like it? The house is full of treasures, all kinds of magical weapons and weapons... Only we who touch the golden path have the opportunity to experience these."
Seeing his spit flying, Zu An could only remind him, "Have you ever experienced this?"
Fatty Hu took a breath and glanced at him faintly, "You won't have any friends if you ask like that."
He quickly regained his composure, "As the saying goes, great treasures require opportunities. I just haven't had the chance yet. I think Brother Lu is full of heaven and has extraordinary magnanimity. I think he will have a great opportunity. Maybe he will get the ancient inheritance before me. Why not join him?" Let’s touch gold.”
Zu An knew he was deceiving, but he happened to want to get close to the Demon Cult, so he nodded, "It sounds interesting. I wonder if there is any entrance exam?"
"Originally, I thought you were in love with each other, so I wanted to accept you directly, but I can't go against the ancestral teachings, so I can only test some of your knowledge about gold mining first. I hope Brother Lu doesn't mind." After finishing speaking, Fatty Hu muttered in his mouth, originally It's difficult to survive if you touch the golden path. As a result, there are so many broken rules that the sect is almost empty.
Zu An pretended not to hear, "Brother Hu, please give me a lesson."
Fatty Hu thought for a while and said, "You and I are destined, so I will give you a simple test. Tell me what you know about gold-touching. Do you know what styles there are in the world?"
Zu An was startled. He really didn't know this. With a thought in his mind, he took a TV series he had watched in his previous life and started talking about "Fighting upside down in the tomb. Depending on the method and style, since ancient times, there are methods such as finding mountains, touching gold, and moving mountains." The major schools of Xiling and Faqiu are similar to touching gold. They are good at divination and asking questions about the sky, using Feng Shui to find dragons, and dividing gold to fix acupuncture points..."
Fatty Hu originally just wanted to ask casually, but he didn't expect that he had never heard of many of the things he said. He immediately leaned over and said, "Tell me more details."
Zu An had no choice but to talk to him randomly based on the contents of "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp", "Tomb Robbery Notes" and so on. In addition, he was proficient in Feng Shui and had the experience of visiting ancient tombs several times. After combining all these, he came up with what he said. Fatty Hu, an insider, was fooled into being stunned.
Fatty Hu couldn't help but trembled with excitement, and held him tightly with both hands: "Brother Lu, you are the one sent by God to save us from touching the gold!"
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"I passed?" Zu An breathed a sigh of relief.
"More than just passing, from now on I will give you the seat of Senior Brother Touching Jin Dao!" Fatty Hu said, patting his chest.
"What about your master?" Zu An took the opportunity to inquire.
"Master has passed away long ago, and now I am in charge of the golden path in the Holy Religion." Fatty Hu said with a smile.
"How many brothers are there?"
"Back then, when the golden path was glorious, there were quite a few..."
"I'm asking now."
"Two of them, if you are included."
"..."
What's the point of this, Senior Brother? No wonder he gave in so quickly.
Seeing his expression, Fatty Hu seemed to know that he was a little embarrassed. He was worried that he had lost his mind, so he hurriedly said, "We do have fewer people in Touching Gold Road now, but fewer people means more opportunities. You see, if you want to join other sects, you have to first Starting from working as an outside disciple, one can become an outer disciple after one or two years of assessment; after a brutal competition among the outer disciples, the winner can become an inner disciple; only the best few among the inner disciples will be admitted to the sect. The venerable or elder accepts him as his direct disciple."
"The whole process is like raising a poison. How many people die in the process, and they may not even become inner disciples."
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On the contrary, you are on our side, and you have become an inner sect as soon as you came... No, we are so compatible, I will take over as a disciple and make you a direct disciple. "
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Zu An's heart moved. Although this golden path was lonely, it seemed to be more suitable for him.
He took advantage of the situation and inquired, "By the way, what happened to the venerable or elder you just mentioned? Why do some people accept disciples from venerables, while others accept disciples from elders? Is there any difference?"
"Of course there is a difference!" Fatty Hu was afraid that he would leave, so when he saw his interest, he immediately explained, "In addition to the leader and deputy leader, the most respected person in the Holy Religion is the Venerable, followed by the elders, and the others. I am the hall master and incense master responsible for the affairs of each county."
"There are three sects and six paths of the Holy Sect. In theory, the sect leader of each sect should be the lord. However, the situation of each sect is different now. Many sects no longer have the strength to serve as the lord, so there are only four major lords left." Hu The fat man sighed, as if he was talking about something sad.
