"Lu Guzhan?"
"Which sophisticated disciple are you?"
The old naughty boy who was hiding in the water covered his lower body with his hands and tilted his head and asked.
Lu Guzhan pondered for a while, hung the long sword on his back again, patted the slightly wet skirt, and said, "Master Guang Ningzi."
"He's that silly boy's disciple," the old naughty boy muttered to himself after hearing this, without hesitating whether Lu Guzhan would hear him.
His voice was not quiet. Lu Guzhan, who was standing on the shore, naturally heard what he was saying to himself. His eyelids twitched slightly and he asked, "Senior, do you recognize your respected master?"
You must know that Hao Datong is not young, but Zhou Botong bluntly called him a silly boy. How old is this strange old man in front of him? Thinking of this, Lu Guzhan's attitude became much more respectful.
"Why don't you know him? I'm quite familiar with him. He's the only one of the Quanzhen Seven that I like. The others are too pedantic." The old naughty boy curled his lips in disdain.
Seeing that this weird old man opened and shut his mouth because of that kid or that kid, Lu Guzhan thought to himself that this old man's seniority must be scary. He quietly moved in his heart and blurted out: "Senior, do you recognize the founder of my religion, Wang Chongyang?" Real person?"
There was a vibrato in the words, showing the nervousness in the master's heart at this moment. You must know that Wang Chongyang is the most admired figure by Lu Guzhan. In the Quanzhen Sect, they often boast that Wang Chongyang is reborn, and naturally the brothers don't take it seriously. , thought he was "stupid", but he was always determined to follow Wang Chongyang's footsteps, no matter what other people looked at him or talked about him behind his back. This may be the difference between a genius and a madman.
With his efforts, when the Quanzhen Sect fell apart many years later, he searched extensively in Taoist collections and studied hard in deep mountains and forests for more than ten years, and finally he created the Xuanming Divine Palm, a fearsome martial art. Hao Datong, the former master who later founded the Huashan Sect, and Mu Lingzi, the former senior brother who founded the Kongtong Sect and invented the Seven-Shang Fist, all worshiped him, and then came out to regain the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect as the best in the world. It can be seen that he The obsession with Wang Chongyang has reached a perverted level.
"That's my fellow senior brother, how could you not recognize it?!" The old naughty boy was obviously a little excited and stared at him.
"Senior brother??! Then...that..." Even though Lu Guzhan was usually calm compared to his peers, he couldn't help but be extremely excited when he heard the news.
"Senior, yes." At this time, Lu Guzhan could no longer maintain his composure. His feet had already reached the stream, and the insoles were soaked by the river water.
"What is it? Please call me grandpa." The old naughty boy raised his head proudly.
Thinking that this little Taoist priest would quickly prostrate himself, Lu Guzhan actually stopped, then took two steps back and walked to the shore. He reached out and untied his robe and gently placed it on the pebbles at his feet, saying: "Senior Patriarch Chongyang is a figure that disciples have admired for a long time since they were young, and is a brilliant figure in the world. Since you are his junior brother, disciples will naturally call you elders, but except for Patriarch Chongyang, disciples no longer recognize anyone else."
Lu Guzhan has his arrogance. Apart from Wang Chongyang, even his master Hao Datong in the Quanzhen Sect looks down upon him. It is impossible for him to meet a strange old man who claims that he is Wang Chongyang's junior brother. He wanted to call someone because he had not yet tested the authenticity of the old man's identity.
Looking at this proud young Taoist priest in surprise, Zhou Botong also straightened his expression, put away his smile, and said, "Are you a disciple of my senior brother?"
Lu Guzhan shook his head, turned sideways and stared at Zhou Botong with bright eyes, and said: "I am not a believer, but an admirer, a reverence. I am in awe of my ancestor's ability, and I also admire his style. In this life, I will use my own life to protect what he has No matter who the sect is founded, they cannot step on the Quanzhen Cult, I swear on my life."
Lu Guzhan's words were full of sincerity, like a sledgehammer hitting the old naughty boy's heart. The always cynical old naughty boy was actually moved by what this little Taoist said, and quietly looked at Lu Guzhan, who was standing tall and tall on the bank. Looking up, the old naughty boy vaguely saw the unruly demeanor of his senior brother Wang Chongyang again. The two figures kept overlapping at this moment, until he looked at him in a daze. He couldn't help but sigh: "The Quanzhen Sect finally gave birth to a person. A decent junior, senior brother, you have a successor."
"Little Taoist priest, what's your name?"
"Junior Lu Guzhan."
After saying that, he ignored the old naughty boy's sigh. Lu Guzhan turned around and walked towards the forest, saying, "Senior, it's windy by the river. You'd better come up first. I'll wait for you in the forest."
Lu Guzhan naturally saw that the old naughty boy was naked at the moment. He was originally curious as to why he would tightly cover his lower body with his hands and shrink back. After taking a look at his white body, it was not difficult to guess that he must be now. The state of being naked.
Lu Guzhan's emotional intelligence was not low. He took off his gown to the shore without saying what he was going to do. Instead, he turned around and left. He did not let the old naughty boy face the awkward situation of facing him. After all, he was an elder, and he was naked in front of his juniors. What a system.
Staring at Lu Guzhan who was gradually walking away, the old naughty boy chuckled: "Hehe, he is an interesting boy."
After saying that, he turned into a white dragon and rushed to the shore. When he reached out to fish it out, he found that the long gown on the ground had been covered by him. He then used Xuanmen's internal power to force out the water vapor. In the blink of an eye, the old naughty boy's body had changed. Extremely dry.
After tying his robe tightly, the old naughty boy walked barefoot and wagged his head into the forest.
At a glance, you can see the green smoke rising straight up from the forest.
"You are really good, hahahaha!"
When they came to the forest, the old naughty boy saw that Lu Guzhan had set up a fire and was roasting two white steamed buns. They were not too hot. The old naughty boy reached out and took a brown steamed bun from Lu Guzhan's hand and ate it happily. While chewing on the steamed bun, he said in a choked voice, "Is there no wine?"
Lu Guzhan was stunned when he heard this, and handed the remaining steamed buns to the old naughty boy, saying: "Drinking makes people lose their ability to judge. Disciples never drink."
Looking at this cold-looking little Taoist priest in surprise, the old naughty boy suddenly burst out laughing: "The more I look at you, the more you look like my senior brother."
Lu Guzhan was noncommittal. He had his own code of conduct and would not be shaken by others. Such people were also tough and capable of achieving great things.
Seeing the old naughty boy eating happily, Lu Guzhan thought of the fragments of the Nine Yin Manual that he had just obtained in the secret room of the ancient tomb. There were many things in it that he could not understand at the moment. Since this strange old man said that he was the junior disciple of the Chongyang Patriarch, he naturally had the same vision. Extremely high, why don’t I try his depth?
Lu Guzhan stared at the bonfire and said as if unintentionally: "Its meaning is profound, its reasoning is profound, and its interest is profound. It contains the symbols of heaven and earth, the sequence of yin and yang, the expression of change, and the signs of life and death."
"Um?"
The old naughty boy who was eating happily was shocked when he heard this. Without thinking, he blurted out the next verse. This Nine Yin Scripture had already been in his sleep for fifteen years when he was imprisoned by Huang Yaoshi on Peach Blossom Island. I am very familiar with the back and forth, and I have unknowingly practiced this magical skill to the point where I have mastered it, and a coherent memory has been formed in my body a long time ago.
So I didn't think much about it and just opened my mouth.
Lu Guzhan didn't give him a chance to think. He nodded and read out the scriptures that he didn't understand very well. The old naughty boy also answered the questions in seconds. The two of them just sat around the fire and said something to each other. The words discussed the Dharma.
Not long after, most of the doubts in Lu Guzhan's mind were cleared up. At this moment, Zhou Botong finally looked seriously at the little Taoist priest beside him: "This is the Nine Yin Scriptures. Where did you learn it?"
When Lu Guzhan heard this, he threw the dead branch in his hand into the fire and pointed to the ancient tomb in the distance: "There."
(End of chapter)
