"Since you have agreed to recognize me, an old man, as a master, then naturally some rituals still have to be expressed," the old man touched his chin and said, as if he had a beard......

"I know this," Duanmu Ci said, since he had already chosen to recognize the old man as his master, how to say these rituals still had to be done all at once. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Follow me" The old man suddenly became serious, so that Duanmu Ci didn't dare to smile anymore, and followed him towards the house.

"First of all, I have to worship my ancestors, put on a pillar of incense, and kneel and kowtow three times," the old man said with his hands behind his back, standing aside and looking at the paintings on the wall.

"Isn't this Zhang Sanfeng?" Duanmu Ci looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the painting and said, in fact, people in ancient times looked almost the same, you can know it by looking at the history books, if it weren't for the name written on it, I really wouldn't recognize it......

"Yes, it's the ancestor of our faction. The old man said, his tone revealing respect. Zhu Shifeng, a great Confucian in the Qing Dynasty, once commented on Zhang Sanfeng and said that there are countless practitioners in ancient and modern times, and Zhang Sanfeng, the creator of heaven and earth.

Duanmu Ci followed the old man's words, lit three sticks of incense, and knelt and kowtowed three times to the portrait, which was considered to have completed the first step.

The old man saw that he had finished worshipping, nodded and said, "The next step is the second step, don't bother, just bow to me" He is not that old-fashioned.

"Then how to do it" Duanmu Ci said, since you want to apprentice, of course, the least respect is still required, not to mention that in the future, at least the apprenticeship ceremony will still be the same.

So he knelt down in front of the old man again, stood up with three heads respectfully, poured another cup of tea and brought it to the old man.

"Not bad, not bad" said two in a row, it seems that he is really satisfied, and hurriedly took the tea handed over by Duanmu Ci and said.

"Master, are there any gifts, shouldn't there be a token?" Duanmu Ci said as he rubbed his hands together and looked at the old man with a smile.

"Poof......" The old man who had just taken a sip of tea squirted out a mouthful of tea when he heard Duanmu Ci's words, how thick is this apprentice's skin......

"Yes, you go to the bed first, and I'll go get something," the old man said, giving him a blank look, and then pointed to a small bed next to him.

"Oh oh" Duanmu Ci scratched his head and said, he didn't know what the old man wanted to do, what gift to give lying on the bed, could it be that he thought of the old man's confused eyes, and he suddenly got goosebumps......

After a while, the old man brought a wooden plate, and put a few bowls on it, which contained some red and white messy things, and Duanmu Ci became a little strange.

"What are you doing here?" Duanmu Ci looked at the red liquid in the bowl, as if it was blood?

"Tattoo," the old man said, and then he took some things and mixed them, this bowl turned out to be jade, and the mixed liquid looked very good.

Tattoos are tattoos in people's mouths, and Duanmuci is not very disgusted with tattoos, because in China in 2016, tattoos have long been widely accepted by people, and they are just an art form.

"Why do you still have tattoos in your faction," Duanmu Ci said with a smile, looking quite interesting.

"Handed down from the older generation," the old man said, and then began to tattoo on Duanmuci's arms and shoulders, and he didn't even need to draw pictures in advance, isn't he afraid of drawing ugly......

"This is a pigeon's blood red tattoo, taken from the blood of a hundred days of red-eyed and white-feathered pigeons, mixed with cinnabar white powder and other materials, and it is not usually shown," the old man explained to him as he tattooed.

"Is this the token you said?" Duanmu Ci felt the old man's technique, and there was basically no pause in his coherence and smoothness. Compared to those top tattoo artists, they are not worse at all.

"This is the sign of the master's sect, you will know it later," said the old man, carefully tattooing it.

"Sign, meaning everyone has it?" Duanmu Ci sat bored, chatting with each other, this little pain was nothing to him at all, like tickling.

"Well, men are Qi, women are Lin, everyone has it," the old man explained to him.

"How hard it is, can you be busy painting for so long alone?" Duanmu Ci said. In his opinion, a larger tattoo would take a few days to tattoo.

"There are only two in one generation, where did you come from for a long time?" said the old man with a blank look, and explained to him the history of this faction.

"What? You said that there are two people in each generation, or is it a man and a woman?" Duanmu Ci couldn't help but be surprised when he heard what he said.

"What do you want to do so much, people of every generation are famous figures in the rivers and lakes, are they expensive and don't know how much?" the old man said.

"How do I feel that you are not very famous, otherwise how could you stay in this small place in Xiaxi City" Duanmu Ci couldn't help but sneer when he heard him say that every generation is a famous big man.

"You know, it's just that I want you to know," said the old man with a mysterious smile.

"Then you said that there is a man and a woman in one generation, but what about the women in your generation?" Duanmu Ci said curiously.

"Dead," the old man's hand paused.

"Oh oh" Duanmu Ci felt faintly wrong, and felt that the old man seemed to be a little sad again, so he stopped asking and waited quietly.

"Hmm, why is this brand on you?" the old man tattooed on the front, and suddenly saw the pendant of Duanmuci, and couldn't help but ask strangely.

"Do you know what this Dragon and Tiger brand is for?" Duanmu Ci heard the old man's tone as if he knew the origin of this Dragon and Tiger brand, and immediately asked, he was curious for a long time, but he didn't expect the old man to know.

"Do you call it the Dragon and Tiger brand, that stinky fortune teller gave it to you?" said the old man with a smile, and it seemed that he knew the old man who gave him the pendant that night.

"Do you know that person, and do you know where this sign comes from?" Duanmu asked.

"I don't know very well, I just know that this thing is not Old Man Chen's, will you know it yourself when you see him in the future?" said the old man, who seemed to know that person very well.

"What did he tell me about Yanjing, Yanjing is so big, where can I find it?" Duanmu Ci couldn't help but say speechlessly.

"Who in Yanjing doesn't know about his Chen family?" said the old man with a smile, his tone full of contempt, as if he was disdainful......

"All right," said the old man, standing up, as the bowl of pigeon blood had just run out.

"So fast?" Duanmu Ci said, hearing that it takes a long time to get such a large tattoo, but he didn't expect the old man to finish it in a few hours.

"Why, is it going to take a long time?" said the old man, as if it didn't take much time.

"Damn, so awesome?" Duanmu Ci came to the mirror, looked at his tattoo, and said in surprise.

This strange beast is blood-red all over, with a dragon's tail on its elk, and its head is right on Duanmuci's chest, centered on its shoulders, and its tail is on its back. It looks like a lifelike blood unicorn, lying on Duanmu Ci's shoulder!