The news that the evil spirit on the eldest son was driven away by the masters and he was going to become a monk and a Taoist priest spread throughout the Shen family, causing a commotion from all over the place.

When they went up to the mistress "Er Niang" at home, to the sweeping servants and servants, they all looked very wonderful.

Not long after, even most of Chunhua County was in full swing.

Everyone knows that the "sick young master" of the famous Shen family in the county is not good at doing it, but he actually wants to become a Taoist priest.

...

More than half a month later, in a somewhat desolate and unknown hill outside Chunhua County.

Chen Luo was wearing a long blue gown and carrying a small package. He looked rosy in the pavilion and looked around, as if waiting for something.

In the center of a green mossy stone table in the pavilion, there was a palm-sized triangle inlaid in it. The black one seemed to be made of fine iron, and it emitted a faint white light at this moment, which looked quite magical.

"Are you the Junior Brother Chen who the master calls me?" A thick man's voice suddenly came from behind Chen Luo, which shocked him and hurriedly turned around.

I saw that there was a burly young Taoist priest in the pavilion, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking at Shen Luo with a smile.

"It's Chen Luo below, Taoist priest..." Chen Luo asked carefully.

"I am also a disciple of Master Luo, and I am named Tian Tiesheng. Master Luo asked me to pick you up." The young Taoist priest touched his head and said honestly.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Tian." Chen Luo bowed again.

"You can call me Tiesheng. Although I am wearing a Taoist robe, I am not a real Taoist priest like you. The same is true for everyone in the temple." Tian Tiesheng answered, slapped the stone table with one hand.

There was a "bang".

After the stone table trembled slightly, the iron plate in the center immediately jumped out and fell steadily into his hands.

Then, Chen Luo followed the young Taoist priest away from the pavilion and walked towards the distance along a seemingly remote path.

"Senior Brother Tiesheng, your movements of slapping the stone table just now are so powerful, as if your palm is a little bigger. What kind of martial arts is this? Is it very powerful?"

"Haha, that's Qingyang Hand. It is a type of external skills. Most of the disciples in the sect have practiced it. It is said that if they practice to the depths, they can cut through gold and jade without any sword or gun."

"So amazing. From the tone of my senior brother, are there many people in the temple?"

"It's not too many. There are about a hundred internal and external disciples, plus some uncles and uncles."

"Inner and Outer Sect disciples? What is that? Are registered disciples like me considered inner or outer Sects? Senior brother must be inner disciples."

"I am still an outer disciple at present. It's not that easy to become an inner disciple. There are only three places in this temple. I've been a little short of a few times... In fact, most of the sects are outer disciples, and there are not many registered disciples like the junior brother. Now it seems that there is only Junior Brother Chen in the temple. In addition, I told my junior brother that there is another uncle in this sect who has been in seclusion for many years and is said to have lived for hundreds of years."

"one person……"

"Junior Brother Chen, why don't you speak anymore? Somehow, I feel that I'm so close to you. I want to say anything to you and I will get along well in the future." Tian Tiesheng's rough voice echoed in the hills.

"I……"

...

Two years later.

On a gray-white rock, a young man, who seemed to be in his twenties, sat cross-legged towards the slowly rising red sun opposite, his eyes slightly closed, his hands were wrapped around him, and his body was motionless.

After a long time, a trace of almost faint red silk began to condense faintly between its arms wrapped around it. At first, it was only about an inch long, slowly one and a half inches, two and a half inches, and when it condensed to three inches, it finally could not be longer. Instead, it dissipated and disappeared in a slight flash.

The young man took a deep breath, and the red silk in his arms suddenly turned into a ray of red glow, which penetrated directly into his mouth and nose. Then he put down his arms and opened his eyes. A crystal red light flashed on his face.

"This should be considered an entry-level." The young man murmured to himself, feeling the warm changes in his body, and his face showed some joy.

The youth are naturally sinking.

"Ba." "Ba."

"It's really a loss to Junior Brother Chen. Everyone bet you can't get into the practice of "Xiaohua Yang Gong" within three years. Only I believe that Junior Brother can definitely do it with his diligence, but it did not disappoint me.

A young man with a white face suddenly walked out from behind the rocks. He hung an exquisite white jade cicada pendant on his waist. He clapped his hands and said to Chen Luo with a smile.

"Bai Xiaotian, how could you be here? You made a bet with me and others again." When Chen Luo saw the young man in blue robe, he felt that his head was a little bigger.

"It's not a bet, it's just a little bit of money-smelling thing, and it's far from being comparable to you, the rich man." Senior Brother Bai, a young blue robe, said with a shaking head, as if he was missing a folding fan in his hand.

After hearing this, Chen Luo couldn't help but roll his eyes at the other party.

Others don’t know, but he doesn’t know?

If you want to talk about who is the richest among the hundreds of disciples in the Spring and Autumn Temple, his registered disciple can only be ranked in the top three. The first one is Bai Xiaotian, who entered the temple almost at the same time. Not to mention anything else, if he read it correctly, the pendant hanging around the other party’s waist should be a rare thing worth hundreds of gold.

These things that are whispered in your heart are hard to talk about on the surface, and Shen Luo didn't worry about it much.

"Since it's my money that I won, I won't be able to get half of the meeting, so it's okay to treat me to a good meal." He raised his eyebrows and said to Bai Xiaotian with a smile.

"This is fine. It's just that the food in Guanli is really hard to swallow. If you want to eat well, you have to go down the mountain to run. This senior brother who guards the mountain gate is not easy to talk to..." Bai Xiaotian looked puzzled and hesitated.

"Stop pretending to me. When you sneak down the mountain to buy wine, why didn't you tell you that it was not easy to go out?" Chen Luo said, "I'm sorry to expose Bai Xiaotian's lie."

"The guardian of the door, Mr. Niu Dadan, is really cruel and ruthless. No time did the lion speak loudly and not intercept half of my inventory, so he could let me come back? Fortunately, I found a secret path from the back mountain. I could go out without going through the mountain gate. Hehe, I will take you around another day..." Bai Xiaotian was a little angry at first, but soon laughed again.

"It's okay if you, the personal disciple of the inner sect, sneaked out of the temple and was caught. If I, a registered disciple, dared to do this, I would definitely not be able to take it." Chen Luo hurriedly waved his hand.

Others may be here to learn Taoism and Kung Fu in this Spring and Autumn View, but they are different. They are here to prosper their lives, so how can they do anything?

"I have something to ask. Since you are going to the town, you should go to the pharmacy and paper shop and bring me some cinnabar and yellow paper." Chen Luo remembered something again, caught a few steps, and said seriously.

"You want to make talismans? Master Luo has taught you?" Bai Xiaotian said a little surprised.
Chapter completed!