Teaching mentor!

Just four words, it is like a thunderclap.

Hengxiao immediately frowned and said unhappily: "My friend, Master Boyazi created the Xuanji Dao Sect with one hand, which is the ancestor of my Taoist sect. How could there be other masters?"

He felt it was ridiculous and even regretted taking Lin Xun here.

But to his surprise, the Taoist master who had been in charge of countless years had rarely shown a look of surprise at this moment and stood up directly!

His eyes were bright, like the sun shining on the sky, and his whole body exuded a monstrous supreme power. Hengxiao next to him was tense and he had difficulty breathing.

Lin Xun felt even more uncomfortable, his mood was depressed, and his pores were upside down.

"How did you know about this?"

The thin old man's voice was low, and every word was like thunder, resounding through the heart lake in Linxun, as if as long as he dared to lie, a catastrophe would come.

At this moment, Lin Xun was surprisingly calm and said, "If you want to know, it is better for me to see Senior Boyazi and you will see it at a glance."

When he said this, he was under great pressure.

And Hengxiao next to him was shocked. Master Boyazi... really has another master?

The thin old man looked at Lin Xun deeply, and his breath suddenly subsided and became dull again.

Then, he casually said, "I am Boyazi."

A word was light and fluttering, but at this moment Lin Xun and Hengxiao were both stunned, and then they all showed an incredible look.

A Taoist protector who has been in charge of this place for countless years, but his true identity is the founder of Xuanji Taoist Sect?

When Lin Xun was said to be shocked, even Hengxiao was confused and said in a lost voice: "How is this possible? The portrait of Master Boyazi is still hanging in the sect inheritance. Senior, please... don't make such a joke."

“That portrait is fake.”

The skinny old man looked dull.

"But all the classics in the sect are recorded. In ancient times, the ancestor Boyazi wanted to achieve a higher path and chose to leave the sect. Since then, there has been no news..."

Before Hengxiao could finish his words, the skinny old man interrupted, "Does all the things recorded in the classics have to be true?"

Hengxiao was stunned, stood there, looking stunned.

What he saw today was too incredible, which made him feel overwhelmed and unsatisfied for a while.

Seeing this, the skinny old man couldn't help but sigh softly and said, "Hengxiao, you were the sect who joined the winter of 4,316, right?"

Hengxiao nodded subconsciously.

The skinny old man said, "Your master Yu Linzi, when you took over as the head of the sect, you have never told you that since ancient times, only Bo Yazi, the founder of Guizang Peak, can practice here?"

Hengxiao's eyes were vague, and he thought for a moment, and then nodded again.

The skinny old man said: "Do you think that a Taoist protector can break this rule?"

As he said that, he threw it away casually, and a piece of lilac jade talisman swept out, "Take it and take it and take a look."

Hengxiao quickly took it, held it in his hand and looked at it. He suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, and said in a lost voice: "This, this is... the Xuan Ji Taoist Talisman of the founder of the school!"

The skinny old man no longer talks.

But Hengxiao knelt down on the ground with a thud: "The unfilial successor Hengxiao, pay homage to the ancestor!"

There was an incredible excitement in the voice.

He was so surprised that he never expected that this time he was just to do Lin Xun a favor, but he never thought that he would discover a shocking secret of Guizang Peak!

The founder of the school appeared in front of him alive!

And Hengxiao was sure that all this was true, because the Xuan Ji Taoist Talisman could never be fake!

"You... are you really Senior Bo Yazi?"

Lin Xun couldn't help asking.

"Get up."

The skinny old man waved his sleeves and Hengxiao, who was kneeling on the ground, was lifted up directly.

The thin old man then said calmly: "If it is fake, how could he see through your lie? However, you, a young man, know that I have another master. Who told you? If you don't say it, you will not be able to leave this place today."

Hengxiao couldn't help but remind: "My friend, aren't you going to meet Master Boyazi? He is right in front of you."

Lin Xun took a deep breath, turned his palm and an additional jade bottle three inches tall and white and moist as mutton fat.

He whispered: "This treasure should prove my identity."

However, the thin old man didn't hear this sentence at all. From the first glance of seeing the mutton fat jade bottle, his face changed drastically, his eyes were full of incredible, and the memories that had been covered with dust also surged into his heart like a tide.

On the bank of a blue ocean and on the snow-white beach, a fisherman's son, with dark skin, sat on the ground and said seriously: "Can you teach me how to practice?"

Next to it, a young man rested his head on his arms, laying lazily on the beach, crossing his legs, and biting a piece of green and tender grass stem from his lips.

Hearing this, he spit out the grass in his lips and couldn't help but smile and said, "Haha, little guy, did you say you want to practice Taoism?"

"right!"

"Serious?"

"Can you still lie to you?"

The fisherman's son was only eleven or twelve years old, and was questioned and suddenly turned red.

"Oh oh oh, little fisherman, don't be angry."

The young man sat up, rubbed the boy's head with a smile, and then turned his palms and a three-inch-high mutton fat jade bottle appeared.

"Here, I'll give you a test. If you can fill this bottle with sand, I will teach you the method of practicing when I come again next time."

After saying this, the young man strode away.

The boy sneered: "What's the difficulty?"

But then, the boy was stunned. No matter how hard he tried, the small inconspicuous bottle seemed like a bottomless pit and was always dissatisfied.

He refused to give up, gritted his teeth and persevered. Every day after dinner, he would come to grab sand and fill in the bottle. More than a month passed in a flash.

On this day, the young man returned again and saw the dark boy sweating profusely in the setting sun. He was silent and sighed.

But at this moment, the boy shouted: "I succeeded!"

As he said that, he picked up the three-inch-high mutton fat jade bottle and pressed it upside down on the beach, with the bottom facing the sky!

When the young man was stunned, he couldn't help laughing: "I'm still smart. I know that while I work hard, I also know how to adapt. If I am poor, I will change, and if I change, I will understand. This is practice!"

From this day on, the young man realized that the young man was named Li Xuanwei, who came from a place called Fangcunshan.

That mouthful of mutton fat jade bottle is called the Great Dao Immortal Bottle!

The only thing that made the young man regretted was that the young man only agreed to accept him as a registered disciple.

The picture changes—

The boy back then had grown into a powerful quasi-emperor realm figure, not far from being able to become an emperor.

But in the mouth of the young man, he still called him "little fisherman".

"Little fisherman, you can only walk the road in the future. I want to go to a place that is very far away. I don't know if I can come back in the future."

On this day, the young man found him, still smiling like before.

But he could see that there was a lingering melancholy between the young man's eyebrows.

"Master, where are you going?"

He couldn't help asking.

"I can't tell you this, otherwise it will definitely harm you."

After the young man smiled and said, his figure flashed and left.

This was also the last time he saw his master.

That day, he had been fighting all over the world for many years, but he burst into tears, just like when he was a teenager, he was full of reluctance when he was a teacher.

“Master…”

All kinds of memories and pictures of previous years surged into my heart, and the thin old man couldn't help but screamed, his eyes were red.

Even though he is the emperor, even though he has experienced countless ups and downs on the road of Tao, in his heart, he is still the little fisherman in the eyes of his master!

“Master…”

He looked dazed and murmured.

At this moment, Hengxiao was shocked and stunned. How could Master Boyazi become so out of control after seeing a bottle?

Lin Xun was also surprised, but soon realized that Bo Yazi should have thought of Senior Brother Li Xuanwei!

It took a long time for Bo Yazi to recover from that trance mood. He took a few deep breaths and barely suppressed his emotions.

When his eyes looked at Lin Xun, his expression had already calmed down and he said, "My friend, where did you get this treasure...?"

There was a hint of expectation in the voice.
To be continued...