The Ultimate Student in the City

The old nun didn't say anything more about the tea, and then said: "The benefactor must also be wondering why the poor nun asked people to invite the benefactor to come over?"

The old nun knew that if she didn't take the initiative, this slippery boy might be able to sit here and drink tea all day.

"Naturally, you didn't make a special trip to ask me to come here to taste this 'suffering and rewarding'?" Li Zedao said politely with a slight smile, "So, please tell me clearly."

"Amitabha, monks don't lie. When you come to find a benefactor, one is to forget the dust of the poor nun's little disciple, and the other is that the poor nun sees the shadow of an old friend in the benefactor." The teacher said truthfully.

Li Zedao had a thought: "I also ask the teacher to express it clearly."

"The poor nun can see that the benefactor is the good medicine to cure Wangchen's heart disease." The old nun said, "The reason why Wangchen is so hostile is all because of you, the benefactor, who is the obstacle of Wangchen."

Li Zedao smiled wryly, and had to admire the vicious old-eyed Miejue Shi, who could see why right away.

"So, the teacher wants to kill me too much?" Li Zedao asked. Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Since he is a good medicine, of course Li Zedao has to express his concern.

If the old nun was really in trouble, it would not be so easy to get away.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness. Of course, the poor nun will not kill you with a sword. Of course, the poor nun may not be able to kill the benefactor." The old nun said, "But after the benefactor, please don't appear in front of Wangchen. Appearing will only aggravate her condition and aggravate her hostility, as for her murderous aura, the poor nun has her own way to resolve it."

Wang Chen, who was making tea at the side, looked at Li Zedao with slightly changed eyes when she heard the words. She never expected that the master would say something like "a poor nun may not be able to kill you", so this disciple He is also a master of returning to basics? Amitabha, the Buddha was also blind sometimes.

"I see, Master, I was being reckless." Li Ze said apologetically.

"Amitabha, as for the figure of the old man..." The old nun looked at Li Zedao with cloudy old eyes and said, "Benefactor, judging from the fluctuating breath on your body, your internal strength has already reached the state of returning to the original state... But, you And it can’t be regarded as a master of returning to basics in the true sense, although the aura is extremely powerful, but it doesn’t really belong to you, is the poor nun right?”

"Yes, Mrs. Li." Li Zedao truthfully admitted that in front of such a master, it is undoubtedly a foolish behavior for him to want to hide something.

Besides, Li Zedao was also looking forward to it, because the old nun might have a way to resolve that hostility.

"Moreover, this aura is extremely cold and violent, enveloping your soul. If it erupts, I'm afraid you may not be able to bear it, the benefactor, and you may lose your wits." The old nun said again, with regret in her tone.

Li Zedao smiled wryly.

"It seems that the benefactor is very aware of his physical condition." Seeing that Li Zedao only smiled wryly and didn't have a huge reaction, the old nun continued.

"Yes, Master." Li Zedao replied truthfully. Including this old nun, three people have already said similar things to him.

The first one is of course the master Qing Xuzi who got here inexplicably, the second one is the old man who thinks and feels mysterious, and the third one is the old man in front of him whose body is half buried in the ground only from the outside. Nun...Of course, among the three, this old nun should be the strongest.

And the old thief is undoubtedly the most mysterious.

Thinking about it now, Li Zedao felt that the old thief was not a good person, and he seemed to be playing with himself.

"I don't know if the master has a way to save him?" Li Zedao asked, clasping his hands, with expectation in his eyes. If this... God nun can dissolve the violent energy in his body, that would be great.

"Didn't the benefactor get the solution?" The old nun asked back.

Li Zedao's expression was slightly confused, he shook his head and said, very sincerely said: "Please let the teacher tell you clearly." Of course he would not tell everything he knew in a foolish way, he wanted to know, what did this old nun know? something.

"Judging from the fluctuating aura of the benefactor, it must be that the treasure of Taoism "Tianji Tujuan" is in the hands of the benefactor, and the benefactor has been comprehending the mystery for a short time, right?" said the old nun.

Li Zedao's pupils widened slightly: "Master, do you know about the "Tianji Picture Scroll"?"

What made Li Zedao more concerned was that not only did this old nun know, but she even knew that she had been comprehending the "Tianji Tujuan" for a while. Can this be seen from the fluctuating breath on her body?

Li Zedao suddenly thought, if this is the case, the old thief who met in Yanjing in the past also saw that he was actually comprehending "Tianji Tujuan"?

For a moment, Li Zedao felt that the old thief was even more suspicious. What exactly was he planning on him?

"The poor nun naturally knows." The old nun said, "The scroll of heavenly secrets is a treasure of Taoism. As for who created it, I don't know. I only know that once enlightened, it will be reborn, and the soul will evolve. Violence can naturally be resolved...Of course, it is not easy to use human power to pry into the secrets of heaven? Therefore, the benefactor may still have a long, long way to go, and it is even very possible that the benefactor will not be able to penetrate it in his lifetime."

Li Zedao's heart sank slightly, that is to say, in a short period of time, it was impossible for him to fully understand and truly spy on any secrets.

"As far as the poor nun knows, for thousands of years, only two people have successfully comprehended the "Tianji Tujuan", broke through the shackles of the human body, and became immortals." The old nun said again.

Li Zedao's eyes widened slightly: "Master, who are those two people?

"Lao Tzu, one of the Three Purities, and one of his apprentices, who is also the founder of the Tianji Sect, Master Xuanhuang." said the old nun.

Li Zedao's eyes widened slightly, and his expression moved slightly. These two people are familiar to him.

"It seems that benefactor, you know the real Xuanhuang, and you also know the secret door." The old nun took a full look at the expression on Li Zedao's face.

Of course it’s okay to know Lao Tzu, after all, the current Lao Tzu has been completely mythological and has become the ancestor of Taoism, but Xuanhuang Daoist is rarely known, let alone Tianjimen.

Tianjimen is an extremely obscure and little-known Taoist sect, but it has a strong foundation and mission.

Of course, this sect has disappeared for thousands of years.

I didn't expect to be able to see the disciple of Tianji now, and he was also the disciple of Tianji who comprehended the "Tianji Picture Scroll".

"So, the benefactor must be a disciple of Tianji. In this way, you can comprehend the "Tianji Picture Scroll", which can be explained."

Li Zedao didn't hide anything, nodded and said, "Yes, Mrs. I am indeed a member of Tianjimen, and my master is Qingxuzi."

"Qingxuzi..." the old nun muttered to herself, as if she was lost in memory, she shook her head for a long time and said, "The poor nun has never heard of this name, so she must be the disciple of Taoist Qiankun, right?"

Li Zedao's eyes widened again, and he said with some difficulty: "My master Qingxuzi's master is Daoist Qiankun."

In the old days, at the Bone Marrow Steamed Bun Shop in Tianjin, when Qingxuzi and Li Zedao recalled the complicated "love triangle" that happened thousands of years ago, he mentioned his master's Taoist name, that is, Daoist Qiankun.

As for what this Daoist of Qiankun did, Qing Xuzi didn't know, he just made a fortune teller afterwards, and the hexagram showed that his master would never come back, so the matter of clearing the door fell on him , It took more than a thousand years to clear it!

Li Zedao couldn't help but sigh, Master's work efficiency is really terribly low.

So, this old nun has been alive... for over a thousand years? And looking at her like that, is she an old acquaintance with Master Qiankun Taoist?

It might even be an old lover... Li Zedao was frightened by such impure thoughts, and quickly recited Amitabha Buddha in his heart.

"So that's how it is." The old nun nodded lightly and said, "In the past, Daoist Qiankun and I were...friends..."

When the word "friend" was mentioned, Miejue Shitai's body paused for a moment, and then Li Zedao understood in seconds. Sure enough, things were not as pure as he imagined.

For a moment, Li Zedao's gossip heart was burning.

"Taoist Qiankun also comprehended the scroll of heavenly secrets. The aura on your body is familiar to him. That's why the poor nun told the benefactor that the poor nun saw the shadow of an old friend from the benefactor." The old nun said, her muddy old eyes It landed on the cup of tea on the table, apparently recalling something, and did not speak.

For a while, the surroundings became quiet, and the occasional bird chirping added a bit of loneliness.

Li Zedao didn't dare to disturb him either, picked up the cup of bitter tea in front of him, and sipped it in small sips, naturally he couldn't calm down.

Originally, I just wanted to take Antarctica away and take her to receive the most systematic psychological treatment. At least let her forget the past and stop living in inexplicable hatred. Unexpectedly, I met this old nun who has lived for thousands of years up.

Li Zedao suddenly remembered the sentence that Qing Xuzi said before hiccupping, which sounded like nonsense to him.

"If the poor do the calculations, the benefactor is still destined to be rich and powerful, so this violent anger may not break out in his life, or the benefactor will be helped by noble people..."

So now, the nobleman has appeared? Is this old nun who doesn't know what happened to the patriarch my noble person?

Li Zedao didn't dare to make wild guesses, but he was undoubtedly looking forward to it.

"Amitabha." After a while, the old nun came back to her senses and said aloud.

"Then... can the teacher tell when the violent energy in the lower body will erupt?" Li Zedao asked quickly. This is an issue that Li Zedao is extremely concerned about.