Chapter 1873

Mentor!

A few words, but like a thunder.

Heng Xiao immediately frowned and said unhappily, "little friend, the founder of boyazi created Xuanji Taoism, which is the ancestor of our school's Taoism. How can there be other teachers?"

He felt ridiculous and even regretted bringing Lintian here.

To his surprise, the elder Taoist protector who had been here for countless years showed a rare look of surprise and stood up directly!

His eyes were shining like the sun shining on the sky, and his whole body exuded a towering majesty. Heng Xiao next to him was tense and had difficulty breathing.

And Lintian was even worse. He was depressed and his pores stood up.

"How did you know about it?"

The thin old man's voice was low, and every word sounded like thunder through Lintian's heart lake, as if he dared to lie, there would be disaster.

At this moment, Lintian was surprisingly calm and said, "if you want to know, let me see Master Bo Yazi at a glance."

When he said this, he was also under great pressure.

And the nearby hengxiao has been stunned there. The ancestor of boyazi... Does he really have another teacher?

The thin old man took a deep look at Lintian, and his breath suddenly converged and became commonplace again.

Then he said casually, "I am Bo Yazi."

In a word, it was light, but at this time, Lintian and Heng Xiao were stunned, and then they all showed incredible color.

A Taoist protector who has been here for countless years, but his real identity is the founder of Xuanji Taoism?

Lintian was said to be stunned. Even Heng Xiao was stunned and said in silence: "how is this possible? The portrait of Shizu boyazi is still hanging in the place where the clan inherits, elder... Don't make such a joke."

"That portrait is false."

The thin old man looked bland.

"When you want to leave the ancient school, you can all choose to leave the ancient school......"

Before Heng Xiao finished, the thin old man interrupted, "are all the things recorded in the classics necessarily true?"

Heng Xiao was stunned and stood there, looking stunned.

What he saw today was so incredible that he was in a state of mind that he couldn't digest and accept it for a while.

Seeing this, the thin old man couldn't help sighing softly and said, "hengxiao, you were the one who worshipped the sect in the winter of 4316, right?"

Heng Xiao nodded subconsciously.

The skinny old man said, "your teacher, yulinzi, didn't tell you when you took over the charge. Since ancient times, only the founder of kaipai, Bo Yazi, can practice here?"

Heng Xiao's eyes fluttered and thought for a moment, then nodded again.

The thin old man said, "do you think the role of a Taoist protector can break this rule?"

With that, he threw a light purple jade amulet out, "take it and have a look."

Heng Xiao quickly took it and took it in his hand. He suddenly lost his voice like lightning and said, "this, this is... The Xuanji talisman of kaipai founder!"

The thin old man doesn't say much.

But Heng Xiao burst out and fell to his knees: "unworthy descendant Heng Xiao, pay homage to his ancestor!"

In the voice, there was incomparable excitement.

He was so surprised that he didn't expect that this time he was just doing Lintian a favor, but he had never thought that he would discover a world-shaking secret of Guizang peak!

The founder of kaipai appeared in front of me alive!

And hengxiao dares to be sure that all this is true, because the Xuanji Taoist talisman can never be fake!

"Are you really master boyazi?"

Lintian couldn't help asking.

"Get up."

With a wave of the thin old man's sleeve robe, Heng Xiao kneeling on the ground was directly lifted up.

The thin old man then said calmly, "if it's false, how can you see through your lie? However, as a young man, you know I have another teacher. Who told you this? If you don't tell it, you can't leave here today."

Hengxiao couldn't help reminding: "little friend, don't you want to see Shizu boyazi? His old man is right in front of you."

Lintian took a deep breath, and the palm turned over, and there was an additional three inch high jade bottle, which was as white as lanolin.

He whispered, "this treasure should prove my identity."

However, the thin old man didn't listen to this sentence at all. From the first sight of seeing the sheep fat jade bottle, his whole face changed greatly, his eyes were full of incredible, and the dusty memories also flooded into his heart.

On the Bank of a blue ocean and the snow-white beach, the son of a fisherman's family sat on the ground with his skin tanned and said seriously, "can you teach me to practice?"

Next to him, a young man was lying lazily on the beach with his head resting on his arms, his legs crossed, and a piece of green grass stem biting in his lips.

Hearing the speech, he spit out the grass in his lips and couldn't help laughing: "ha ha, little guy, you said you wanted to practice Taoism?"

"Yes!"

"Seriously?"

"Can't I lie to you?"

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

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

The young man sat up and rubbed the boy's head with a smile. Then the palm turned over and a three inch tall lanolin jade bottle emerged.

"Well, I'll give you a test. If you can fill this bottle with sand, I'll teach you the method of practice when I come back next time."

Leaving this sentence, the young man strode away.

The boy sneered, "why is it difficult?"

But next, the young man was stupid. No matter how hard he tried, the small and insignificant bottle was like a bottomless hole, and he was always dissatisfied with it.

He refused to give up, gritted his teeth and insisted. After eating every day, he came to grab the sand and fill the bottle. In a flash, more than a month passed.

On this day, the young man returned again and saw the dark boy sweating like rain in the sunset. He was a little silent and sighed.

But just then, the boy shouted, "I succeeded!"

With that, he picked up the three inch tall lanolin jade bottle and buckled it on the beach with the bottom facing the sky!

The young man was stunned and couldn't help laughing: "it's smart. He knows that while making efforts, he also knows how to be flexible. If he is poor, he will change. If he changes, he will be flexible. This is practice!"

From that day on, the young man knew that the young man's name was Li Xuanwei, from a place called Fangcun mountain.

That mouthful of lanolin jade bottle is called Da Dao immeasurable bottle!

The only regret for the young man is that the young man only promised to accept him as a registered disciple.

The picture changes——

The young man of that year has grown into a powerful quasi emperor figure, not far from preaching and becoming emperor.

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

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

That day, the young man found him, still smiling as before.

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

"Master, where are you going?"

He couldn't help asking.

"I can't tell you, or I'll hurt you."

With a smile, the young man flashed away.

This is also the last time he saw the master.

On that day, he had been fighting in the world for many years, but his face was full of tears, just like when he said goodbye to his hometown parents and followed his master in practice when he was a teenager.

"Master..."

All kinds of memories and pictures of previous years came to my mind. The thin old man couldn't help crying out, and his eyes were red.

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

"Master..."

He looked absentminded and murmured.

At this moment, Heng Xiao was startled and looked silly. How could master boyazi become so impolite after seeing a bottle?

Lintian was also surprised, but soon realized that Bo Yazi should think of senior brother Li Xuanwei!

For a long time, Bo Yazi recovered from his trance mood. He took a few deep breaths and reluctantly restrained his mood.

But when he looked at Lintian, his expression had become relaxed and said, "little friend, where did you get this treasure?"

There was a trace of expectation in his voice.

"This is from my senior brother." Lintian answered truthfully.

Bo Yazi was stunned, and then couldn't help but say, "dare you ask your senior brother..."

"Li Xuanwei."

This time, Lintian used voice transmission.

Boyazi's pupils dilated, and he froze for a while. He also said with a voice: "are you... A descendant of Fangcun mountain?"

Lintian nodded: "senior brother Li Xuanwei ranked 13th and I ranked 50th."

He has confirmed Bo Yazi's identity, and naturally there is no need to hide it.

Seeing that Lintian said the ranking of the master in the school, the last doubt in Bo Yazi's heart was completely eliminated.

He took a deep breath and fell to his knees: "Bo Yazi, a registered disciple, has seen little martial uncle."

Boom!

Heng Xiao next to him felt as if his forehead had been struck by thunder. He was dizzy in front of his eyes. He sent the founder to him... How could he move forward in front of a younger generation with such a big gift?

Also, what is a registered disciple?

What is little martial uncle?

Hengxiao just felt that he was going crazy. After entering Guizang peak, everything he encountered was so incredible, so shocking, just like a dream

Lintian was also startled. Bo Yazi was the founder of Xuanji Taoism, a terrorist who had proved Taoism as emperor in ancient times.

Now, he knelt down to himself with the courtesy of his younger generation, which surprised Lintian?

"Get up quickly, senior. I can't afford such courtesy."

Lintian almost subconsciously went to help Bo Yazi.

But I can't hold it at all!

Seeing Bo Yazi seriously said, "little martial uncle, no matter how old you are and how deep you are, you are not only the younger martial brother of the master, but also my uncle of Bo Yazi. It is natural for me to salute you."

After a pause, he continued: "also, little martial uncle, don't call me an elder or a younger generation. Although I am a registered disciple, I can't mess with the etiquette and rules of the school."

Words are serious and serious.

Lintian was speechless and smiled bitterly.