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glanced at the young Taoist priest standing next to him like a sculpture, he didn't seem to notice anything unusual, Tang Dao hesitated for a few seconds, but still chose to walk in slowly.

Squeak~

As soon as you walk in, the door closes automatically.

The scene in front of me also changed suddenly, into a wide and simple hall, with a portrait of the ancestor hanging on the wall opposite, and many tablets below, and then an incense burner, a futon on the ground, and a Taoist priest with white hair sitting on it.

It seems that the Yongdao just now is just an illusion, but Tang Dao knows very well in his heart that it is definitely not an illusion, or rather, it is not his own dazzle, even if it is an illusion, it is some kind of power that deceives his eyes.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time, Judge. The

old man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of clear eyes that did not belong to his age, and said slowly to Tang Dao.

"Are you waiting for me?, or rather, judge?" Tang

Dao felt a pang in his heart, and sure enough, this old Taoist priest saw his identity at a glance, and the Yongdao just now must have been made by him.

"You're the judge, but the judge isn't you, and it looks like you don't remember me. The

Dao Leader looked at Tang Dao and shook his head slightly.

"I don't know why the seniors called the juniors?"

Since the other party knew everything, Tang Dao didn't say anything polite, and asked straight to the point.

"Of course it's about you, Tang Dao, do you remember what happened when you were seven years old?"

the Taoist asked slowly.

"When I was seven years old, I remember, I was bathing in the pond with a group of friends, and then I drowned, and was rescued by a passing Taoist priest, and then my mother said..."

Just as he was talking, Tang Dao suddenly realized something, and looked at the Purple Void Dao Elder in front of him.

"You... It can't be you, right?"

Tang Dao asked with some surprise, after many years, he only remembered that he was a Taoist priest, and as for his appearance, he had already forgotten it.

"Poor Dao is polite. The

Purple Void Dao grew up and saluted.

This scene instantly made Tang Dao's thoughts return to the age of seven, after the Taoist priest saved himself, his mother wanted to give him money, but the Taoist priest did not accept it, but just said to his mother to raise the child well, and then floated away after saluting.

The vague figure in his memory coincided with the figure of the old man in front of him, and Tang Dao only felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"The word fate is wonderful. Thousands

of thoughts were flying, but Tang Dao could say a word.

"Yes, after more than ten years, the waist-length child at the beginning has now grown up. The

Purple Void Daoist smiled heartily, twisting his beard and smiling.

"Thank you for saving your life in the past.

Now that the person has been matched, Tang Dao no longer hesitates, and immediately bows to thank him.

"Eh, get up quickly, hurry up, the old man is not dead, and he can't stand this big gift. The

Purple Void Dao Chief held it up, and helped Tang Dao up with a smile.

"Dao Chief, then why are you looking for me today?" Tang

Dao was even more puzzled in his heart, if Dao Chang knew him, then what would be good if he could just say no?"

The

Purple Void Dao Chief smiled slightly and said to a corner of the main hall.

At this time, Tang Dao noticed that there was also a Taoist priest over there.

As this Taoist priest approached, Tang Dao's pupils shrank again, because of this person, he had seen it.

In the restaurant near the rented house before, it was this person who said a verse to himself: Prosper when you meet the underworld, and prosper when you see your heart. It stops because of the slur, and it closes with each other.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a person from Zixiaoguan.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and there is no end to the next road, but I am a disciple of the lamp under the master's seat. The

Boundless Dao Elder walked over, first saluted the Purple Void Dao Chief, and then looked at Tang Dao with a smile on his face.

"I've seen the Taoist.

Tang Dao hurriedly saluted, although it was not very standard, but his mind arrived.

"Tang Dao, I came to you today, first, you happened to come to Zixiao Temple, and secondly, I also have something to explain to you. The

Purple Void Daoist said slowly.

"Dao Chief, please say, as long as you can do it, the juniors will do their best.

Tang Dao also looked upright.

"What you have to do is very simple - protect Tang Xin. The

Purple Void Daoist said solemnly.

"Ah, that's it?" Tang Dao was a little dumbfounded, no, the atmosphere is here? You don't give me an earth-shattering mission, that's it? Protect a rich girl? Not big brother, you take the money, right?"

Don't think it's

a trivial matter, on the contrary, it's very important, and you can't take it lightly. Purple

Void Dao Chief Zhengse said.

"Okay, juniors do their best. Tang

Dao was speechless, normally speaking, shouldn't he give me any task to save the common people?"

The

Purple Void Daoist also saw Tang Dao's thoughts, and raised the word again, and then nodded at Wuya.

"This thing is considered to be returned to its original owner, but you owe us a love for safekeeping, and you will have to pay it back in the future. The

Boundless Dao Chief took out a long wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to Tang Dao.

"What is this?"

Tang Dao took it, and then opened the wooden box.

A bright silver pen made entirely of metal appeared in front of him, in the shape of an ancient brush, but the head was also metal, the thickness of a thumb, and about 40 centimeters long.

"This thing is called the judge's pen, it is one of the three major weapons of the judge, after the death of the previous judge, the judge's pen was lost, and then it fell into our hands, and today it is returned to its original owner.

Wuya said with a smile.

"Judge's pen.

Tang Dao stared at the metal pen, but his right hand touched it in a ghostly way, and the moment his fingertips just touched the body of the pen, countless memory fragments poured into his mind, all of which were scenes of the judge using the judge's pen to fight with the abyssal beast.

After a full quarter of an hour, Tang Dao came to his senses, and at this time, the judge's pen was gone, but Tang Dao could clearly feel that it was here.

"The eyes will deceive you, but the heart will not. Feel with your heart, summon it, judge the pen, and it will naturally appear. Purple

Void Daoist said.

"Intentions?" Tang

Dao looked at his empty right hand, his heart moved, and sure enough, the judge's pen resurfaced, and it seemed to have been fused into one, like an arm's command.

"Okay, the dust is over, and the old man will also retreat again, Tang Dao, I hope that when we meet again, you have already broken through the heavens and clarified numerology. With

that, the Purple Void Daoist smiled slightly, and with a slight sweep of the floating dust in his right hand, the surrounding scene suddenly disappeared, and the distance between him and the Tang Dao suddenly widened.

"Dao Chief, I..."

Tang Dao still wanted to ask about the words, but found that he had already appeared outside the door.

"Sir, it's time to go. The

young Taoist priest smiled and walked over and said.