Instructor!

There are only four words, but it is like a thunder.

Heng Xiao immediately frowned and said displeasedly: "Little friend, Patriarch Bo Yazi created Xuanji Dao Sect with one hand, and he is the first ancestor of my Dao Lineage. How could there be other teachers?"

He felt ridiculous, and even regretted bringing Lin Xun here.

But to his surprise, the senior Taoist guardian who has been sitting here for countless years, now shows a rare look of surprise and stands up directly!

His eyes were bright, like a big sun shining in the sky, and his whole body exuded a monstrous majesty. Heng Xiao next to him was tense and difficult to breathe.

And Lin Xun is even more uncomfortable, his mood is depressed, and his pores are standing upright.

"How did you know about this?"

The skinny old man's voice was low, and every word he said resounded through Lin Xun's heart like thunder, as if he would be wiped out as long as he dared to lie.

At this moment, Lin Xun was surprisingly calm, and said, "If senior wants to know, it's better for me to see Senior Bo Yazi, so I can see at a glance."

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

And Heng Xiao next to him was stunned, Bo Yazi's ancestor... Really has another teacher?

The skinny old man took a deep look at Lin Xun, the aura all over his body suddenly subsided, and it became bland again.

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

In a word, it was light, but at this time, Lin Xun and Heng Xiao were startled together, and then they both showed incredible expressions.

A Taoist guardian who has been here for countless years, but his true identity is actually the founder of Xuanji Taoist Sect?

It was said that Lin Xun felt stunned, and even Heng Xiao was stunned for a while, and lost his voice: "How is this possible, the portrait of Bo Yazi's ancestor is still hanging in the inheritance place of the sect, senior, you... don't open it. Kind of a joke."

"That picture is fake."

The skinny old man looked dull.

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

Before Heng Xiao could finish speaking, the skinny old man interrupted, "Are all the things recorded in the classics true?"

Heng Xiao was stunned and stood there, looking dazed.

What he saw today was so unbelievable that it made his mood overturned, and he couldn't digest it for a while and couldn't accept it.

Seeing this, the skinny old man couldn't help sighing softly, and said, "Hengxiao, you are four thousand three hundred and sixteen you worshipped the sect last winter, right?"

Heng Xiao nodded subconsciously.

The skinny old man said, "Your master, Yu Linzi, didn't tell you when you took over as the headmaster. Since ancient times, only the founder of the Guizang Peak, Bo Yazi, can practice here?"

Heng Xiao's eyes flickered, he thought for a moment, then nodded again.

The skinny old man said: "Do you think the role of a guardian can break this rule?"

As he said that, he threw it casually, and a lavender jade talisman swept out, "Take it and have a look."

Heng Xiao hurriedly took it and took a look at it in his hand. Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he lost his voice: "This, this is... the Xuanji Taoist Talisman of the founder of the sect!"

The skinny old man said no more.

But Hengxiao made a thud and knelt to the ground: "Hengxiao, the unworthy descendant, pay tribute to the ancestor!"

There was incomparable excitement in his voice.

He was so surprised that he never thought that this time he was just doing Lin Xun a favor, but he never thought that he would discover a world-shattering secret of Guizang Peak!

The founder of the sect, appeared in front of him alive!

And Heng Xiao dared to be sure that all of this was true, because that Xuanji Taoist Talisman could never be fake!

"You...really Senior Bo Yazi?"

Lin Xun couldn't help but ask at this moment.

"Get up."

The skinny old man waved his sleeve robe, and Heng Xiao, who was kneeling on the ground, was directly lifted up.

The skinny old man said indifferently: "If it's false, how can you see through your lies? However, as a young man, you actually know that I have another teacher. Who told you this? If you don't say it, you won't be able to tell it today. leave here."

Heng Xiao couldn't help reminding: "Little friend, don't you want to see Bo Yazi's master? His old man is right in front of you."

Lin Xun took a deep breath, flipped his palm, and there was a three-inch high jade bottle that was as white and lustrous as suet.

He whispered: "This treasure should be able to prove my identity."

It's just that the skinny old man didn't listen to these words at all. From the first glance at the suet jade bottle, his whole face changed greatly, his eyes were full of disbelief, and the long-cherished memories were like a tide. came to mind.

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

Beside him, a young man rested his head on his arms, lying lazily on the beach, with Erlang's legs crossed, and a green and tender grass stalk biting his lips.

Hearing this, he spat out the green grass in his lips, and couldn't help but smile: "Haha, little guy, you said you want to cultivate?"

"right!"

"seriously?"

"Can't I still lie to you?"

The fisherman's son was only eleven or twelve years old, and he blushed suddenly when he was questioned.

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

The young man sat up, rubbed the young man's head with a smile, and then flipped his palm to reveal a three-inch high suet jade bottle.

"Well, I'll give you a test. If you can fill this bottle with sand, I'll teach you how to practice when I come again next time."

After saying this, the young man strode away.

The teenager sneered: "What's so difficult about this?"

But then, the young man was dumbfounded. No matter how hard he tried, the small and inconspicuous bottle was like a bottomless pit, and he was always dissatisfied.

He refused to give up, gritted his teeth and insisted. Every day after eating, he ran 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-skinned young man sweating like rain in the setting sun, he was silent for a while, and let out a sigh.

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

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

The young man was stunned and couldn't help laughing: "It's quite clever. I know that while working hard, I also know how to be flexible. If you are poor, you will change. If you are flexible, this is practice!"

From this day on, the young man learned that the young man's name was Li Xuanwei and he came from a place called Fangcun Mountain.

That mouthful of the suet jade bottle is called the Dao Infinite Bottle!

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

The screen changes-

The youth of that year has grown into a powerful quasi-emperor figure, and it is not far from becoming an emperor.

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

"Little fisherman, you can only walk by yourself in the future. I am going to a place that is very far away, and I don't know if I can come back in the future."

On this day, the young man found him, still smiling like he was back then.

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 but ask.

"I can't tell you this, or it will definitely hurt you."

After the young man said with a smile, his figure flashed and swayed away.

This was also the last time he saw Master.

On that day, he had already fought in the world for many years, but his face was full of tears, just like when he bid farewell to his parents in his hometown when he was a teenager and followed his master to practice together, he was full of reluctance.

"Master..."

All kinds of memories and pictures from previous years came to my mind, and the skinny old man couldn't help crying out in a trembling voice, his eyes were red.

Even if he is an emperor, even if he has gone through countless years of ups and downs on the road, in his heart, he is still a little fisherman in the eyes of the master!

"Master..."

He looked dazed and murmured.

At this moment, Heng Xiao was startled and dumbfounded. How could Patriarch Bo Yazi become so complacent after seeing a bottle?

Lin Xun was also surprised, but he soon realized that Bo Yazi should be thinking of Senior Brother Li Xuanwei!

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

When he looked at Lin Xun, his expression softened and he said, "Little friend, this treasure... Where did you get it from?"

There was a hint of hope in his voice.

"This is given to me by my senior brother." Lin Xun answered truthfully.

Bo Yazi was startled, and then he couldn't help but say, "I dare to ask your brother who is..."

"Li Xuanwei."

This time, Lin Xun used sound transmission.

Bo Yazi's pupils dilated, and he was dumbfounded. He also said through voice transmission: "You...are you a descendant of Fangcunshan?"

Lin Xun nodded: "Brother Li Xuanwei ranks thirteenth, and I ranks fiftyth."

He has already confirmed the identity of Bo Yazi, and naturally he doesn't have to hide it anymore.

Seeing that Lin Xundu said the ranking of the master in the division, the last trace of doubt in Bo Yazi's heart was completely eliminated.

He took a deep breath and knelt on the ground: "The named disciple Bo Yazi, I have seen the little uncle."

boom!

Heng Xiao next to him felt as if his forehead had been struck by lightning, and his eyes were dizzy.

Also, what is a named disciple?

What is a little uncle?

Heng Xiao only felt that he was about to go crazy. After entering Guizang Peak, everything he encountered was so incredible, so shocking, it was like a dream...

Lin Xun was also taken aback. Bo Yazi was the founder of Xuanji Daoist Sect, a terrifying existence who had proclaimed Taoism as an emperor as early as ancient times.

Now, with the etiquette of a younger generation, he kneels to himself, how can Lin Xun not be surprised?

"Senior get up quickly, junior can't afford such a courtesy."

Lin Xun went to help Bo Yazi almost subconsciously.

But it can't help at all!

Seeing Bo Yazi earnestly said: "Little Master Uncle, no matter how old you are, no matter how deep you are, you are both the master and the younger brother of the master, and of course I am also the uncle of Bo Yazi. It is only right and proper for me to salute you."

After a pause, he continued: "Also, little master, don't call me a senior, and don't call yourself a junior. Although I'm a named disciple, the etiquette and rules of the master can't be messed up."

Words are serious and serious.

Lin Xun was speechless and smiled bitterly.