"Ji Daoyou, how can you tell that I am Gao Peng?" Lao Dao laughed loudly and said the words that everyone shook again

"It's simple, because I know how to condense sound." Ji Lin said with a smile.

"I see, it seems that I lost unjustly." Lao Dao sighed, turned to enter the door, and slammed the door shut.

"Oh, I'll go, who is this?" Zhao Weilong looked furious and held the nunchucks in his hands.

"If nothing else, Mr. Gao Peng is packing up his things and preparing to go out of the mountain with us." Ji Lin waved his hand, disapproving.

"Mr. Ji, may I ask what is the technique of condensation?" Dong Xun'er asked curiously.

"Yes, boss, I've only heard of the method of transmitting sound into the secret, what is this sound condensation technique?" Beichen Yumo also looked puzzled.

Suddenly, even the two elders of the big king and the little king pricked up their ears to hear the answer.

"Have you ever seen a puppet show?" Ji Lin smiled and didn't answer, but asked other questions.

"I know this, it's the artist hiding behind the scenes, controlling the puppeteer through the line." Zhao Weilong hurriedly said.

"I see, it wasn't Mr. Gao Peng who was talking just now."

"Instead, someone uses the principle of puppet-like speech to hide behind the curtain and speak?" Dong Xun'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and she blurted out a sentence.

"What you may not have noticed just now is that in fact, the sole of that old Dao's foot has an ice silk that is difficult to see with 'flesh' and 'eyes'"""Ice silk goes up along the robe from your feet all the way up to your throat. Ji Lin explained.

In this way, the person behind the curtain is conveying the sound through the ice silk. And to be cooperated by the old way to speak? Mr. Wang was a little stunned.

"Not bad." Ji Lin nodded. Suddenly, there were some memories of the deceased.

During the Ming Dynasty. Ji Lin and Gao Yao, the ancestor of the Gao family, once went to see a puppet show.

At that time, Ji Lin joked that if the two masters used ice silk to cooperate with each other, they would be able to pretend to be gods and ghosts on specific occasions and fool the world to pretend to be immortals.

At that time, Ji Lin was just joking, but unexpectedly, Gao Yao was talented, and finally he really studied the art of condensation, and it became a secret of the Gao family.

Between words. The door opened again, and a young man and an old Taoist appeared in front of everyone.

This old Dao is seven or eight points similar to the old Dao who entered the house just now, but he is a little older, and his eyes are full of wisdom.

"Poor Dao Gao Leng Key, I've seen all fellow Daoists." Lao Dao made a joke, and the old and deep voice suddenly resounded throughout the audience.

"Its sound is sonorous, like a dragon chanting in the sky. Contains thousands of Taoism, Mr. Feng Xiao, you are really a master. Dong Xun'er bowed. Qiushui's eyes were full of admiration.

"Just now, the old man hid behind the scenes, and cooperated with his brother to transmit the sound with the method of condensing sound, and please don't blame him, but there are too many visitors recently, and the younger brother is annoyed, so he made this decision." Lao Dao said with a smile.

"It's okay, we will be safe when we come, this is Mr. Fuhu's rule, and we naturally have to follow it." Mr. Xiao Wang hurriedly changed his gift.

"You are—Mr. Gao Peng?" Mr. Dawang turned his gaze to the youth.

As soon as these words came out, everyone except Ji Lin was stunned.

Although everyone has vaguely guessed that Mr. Fuhu Gao Peng should not be very old, but is this too young, right?

The young lupine scarf in front of him, wearing a pair of clogs at his feet, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, is quite dusty, which makes people admire.

"Yes, I'm Gao Peng." The young feather fan shook slightly, and said the words that everyone was still stunned even though they had already guessed.

"Mr. Fuhu, I think you should be over one hundred and thirty years old, right? But ...... you? Dong Xun'er's mouth opened slightly, and she raised doubts on behalf of everyone.

"You also said that you don't know, my Gao family has a set of secret methods that are similar to the inheritance of the living Buddha in Tibet."

"Since the Ming Dynasty, there have been two brothers in my Gao family for generations, and the younger brother will inherit the memory of the previous generation." Lao Dao said with a smile.

"About sixty years ago, in my previous life, I saw through the past, cut off my sin, and retreated here for more than 30 years, and then I had my deity in this life." The feather fan shook slightly, and the young man said with a smile.

It's also strange to say, the young man is not very old, only in his early twenties, but his eyes are flashing with depth and vicissitudes, and he really looks like an old monster who has survived for more than a hundred years.

"The world is really full of wonders, and there should be a lot of harsh requirements for this method of reincarnation, right?" Caressing his white beard, Mr. Xiao Wang looked admiring.

"This method was created by the ancestor of my Gao family, Gao Yao, in Emei Mountain."

"In this world, the aura of heaven and earth is thin, and the ancestors feel that life is short, and the longevity is only a hundred years, even if you are extremely talented, you cannot become holy."

"But with this method as a guide, my Gao family has been poor for 500 years, and in my generation, I finally got a glimpse of the opportunity to become enlightened." The young man explained with a smile.

"In the past, the Buddha once said that the first 500 years are the era of Buddhism, the middle 500 years are the era of Dharma transmission, and the last 500 years are the age of the end of the Dharma."

"Five hundred years after the end of the Dharma era, the Lengyan Sutra will inevitably dissipate between heaven and earth."

"Then the demons danced, and a new era of chaos came."

"At that time, although the world is great, no one will be able to attain the Tao anymore."

"Calculate the time, now is the end of the era of the end of the law."

"Five hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Gao family were able to take precautions, and when it comes to today, they are worthy of a generation of saints, admire, admire." Mr. Wang looked amazed.

"Five hundred years ago, the ancestor Gao Yao once said that five hundred years later, there will be a gentleman named Wolong who will come to help me become enlightened."

"This person will also be my last chance to become enlightened."

"If you miss the opportunity, then my Gao family's method of reincarnation will also pass away with 'me' and 'day', and Hua will be nothing."

"Then may I ask among you fellow Daoists present, who is the name Wolong?" The young feather fan shook and said loudly.

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes converged on Ji Lin.

"It seems that my brother and I are looking for Mr. Ji to help with the fist, and we really found the right person." Mr. Wang and Mr. Xiao Wang glanced at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

"Mr. Wolong is on top, please bow to Gao Peng." The young man hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ji Lin with a bang.

Airplanes!

Although the young man said it very clearly just now, did the young man respect Ji Lin too much?

"I've been cultivating for many years, and I haven't gotten it yet, but Gao Yao asked you to come to me and ask?" Ji Lin helped Gao Peng up, a little crying and laughing.

Gao Yao was a person who achieved sainthood back then, and he was able to vaguely deduce some general outlines of the future, which was not surprising to Ji Lin.

But Gao Yao's product actually pushed the descendants to himself, isn't this too much?

"Big brother, from today on, I will leave here to seek the avenue with Mr. Wolong, and the affairs of the family will be entrusted to me in the future." After Gao Peng said this, he and Ji Lin and his party embarked on a journey. (To be continued.) )