Mentor!

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

Hengxiao immediately frowned, and said unhappily: "Xiaoyou, the ancestor of Bo Yazi single-handedly created the Xuanji Dao Sect, and he is the ancestor of my sect Dao system, so may there be other teachers?"

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

But to his surprise, the senior protector who had been sitting here for countless years showed a rare look of surprise at this moment, and stood up directly!

His eyes were bright, like a great sun shining in the sky, exuding a monstrous supreme power, and Hengxiao next to him was tense all over his body, and it was difficult to breathe.

And Lin Xun was even more uncomfortable, his mood was depressed, and his pores stood upside down.

"How do you know that?"

The thin old man's voice was low, word by word, like thunder resounding through Lin Xun's heart, as if as long as he dared to lie, there would be a catastrophe of destruction.

At this moment, Lin Xun was surprisingly calm and said: "If the seniors want to know, it is better for me to see the predecessors of Bo Yazi, and it will be clear at a glance." ”

He was also under tremendous pressure when he said this.

And Hengxiao next to him was already stunned, Patriarch Boyazi...... Is there really another teacher?

The thin old man glanced at Lin Xun deeply, and the aura around his body suddenly converged, and he became bland again.

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

In a word, it was fluttering, but at this time, Lin Xun and Hengxiao were stunned, and then they both showed disbelief.

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

It was said that Lin Xun was stunned, and even Hengxiao was stunned for a while, and said in a lost voice: "How is this possible, the portrait of the ancestor of Bo Yazi is still hanging in the place of the inheritance of the sect, senior, you ...... Don't make such jokes. ”

"That portrait is a fake. ”

The thin old man's expression was flat.

"But all the classics in the sect are all recorded, in ancient times, the patriarch of Boyazi wanted to prove a higher path, and chose to leave the sect, and since then there has been no news......

Before Hengxiao finished speaking, the thin old man interrupted, "Are all the things recorded in the classics necessarily true?"

Hengxiao was stunned, standing there, looking stunned.

What he saw today was too unbelievable, which made him feel upside down, and he was a little indigestible and unacceptable for a while.

Seeing this, the thin old man couldn't help but sigh softly, and said, "Hengxiao, you are the one who entered the sect in the winter of four thousand three hundred and sixteen, right?"

Hengxiao nodded subconsciously.

The thin old man said: "Your master respects Yulinzi, when you took over as the head of the sect, I didn't tell you that since ancient times, only the patriarch of the opening sect, Bo Yazi, can practice here in this Guizang Peak?"

Hengxiao's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded again.

The thin old man said: "Do you think that the role of a protector can break this rule?"

As he spoke, he threw it casually, and a light purple jade talisman swept out, "Take it and take a look." ”

Hengxiao hurriedly took it, took it in his hand and looked at it, and suddenly said like a lightning strike: "This, this is ...... Open the sect patriarch's Xuanji Dao Talisman!"

The thin old man said no more.

But Hengxiao puffed and knelt on the ground: "Unworthy heir Hengxiao, meet the ancestor!"

In his voice, he was extremely excited.

He was so surprised, he didn't expect that this time it was just to help Lin Xun, but who would have thought that he would discover a shocking secret of this Guizang Peak!

The patriarch of the sect appeared alive in front of him!

And Hengxiao is sure that all this is true, because that Xuanji Dao Fu will definitely not be fake!

"You...... Is it really Boyazi's senior?"

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

"Get up. ”

The thin old man's sleeve robe waved, and Hengxiao, who was kneeling on the ground, was directly held up.

Only then did the thin old man say indifferently: "If it is false, how can it be possible to see through your lies? However, you are a young man, but you know that I have another teacher, who told you this? If you don't tell it, you won't be able to leave this place today." ”

Hengxiao couldn't help but remind: "Little friend, don't you want to see Master Bo Yazi? ”

Lin Xun took a deep breath, flipped his palm, and there was an extra jade bottle that was three inches tall and white and smooth like mutton fat.

He said softly: "This treasure should be able to prove my identity." ”

It's just that the thin old man didn't listen to this sentence at all, from the first time he saw the mutton fat jade bottle, his whole face changed greatly, his eyes were full of disbelief, and the memories that had been sealed for a long time also came to his heart like a tide.

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

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

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

"Yes!"

"Seriously?"

"Can't I lie to you?"

The fisherman's son was only eleven or twelve years old, and when he was questioned, he immediately turned red.

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

The young man sat up, smiled and rubbed the young man's head, and then flipped his palm, revealing a three-inch-tall sheep fat jade bottle.

"Well, I'll give you a test, if you can fill this bottle with sand, and then the next time I come back, I'll teach you how to practice. ”

With these words, the young man strode away.

The boy scoffed, "What's so hard about this?"

But then, the boy was dumbfounded, no matter how hard he tried, the little inconspicuous bottle was like a bottomless pit, and he was always dissatisfied.

He refused to give up, gritted his teeth and insisted, and every day after eating, he ran to grab sand and fill bottles, and more than a month passed.

On this day, the young man returned again, and when he saw the swarthy young man sweating in the sunset, he was silent for a while, and let out a soft sigh.

But at this moment, the boy shouted, "I succeeded!"

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

The young man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "It's still clever, I know that while putting in the effort, I also know how to be flexible, and if I am poor, I will change, and if I change, this is practice!"

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

That mouthful of mutton fat jade bottle is called the Great Dao Infinite Bottle!

The only regret for the young man was that the young man only agreed to accept him as a registered disciple.

The picture changed-

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

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

"Little fisherman, the road in the future can only be walked by yourself, I want to go to a place, it 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 as he did 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 that, or I'm going to hurt you. ”

The young man smiled and said, and his figure flashed and swayed away.

This was also the last time he saw Shizun.

On that day, he had already fought in the world for many years, but he burst into tears, just like when he said goodbye to his parents in his hometown when he was a teenager and practiced with his master, he was full of reluctance.

"Master ......"

All kinds of memories and pictures of previous years came to his heart, and the thin old man couldn't help but cry out in a trembling voice, and his eyes were red.

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

"Master ......"

He looked dazed and muttered.

At this moment, Hengxiao was startled, and was directly dumbfounded, how could Patriarch Boyazi become so out of shape after seeing a bottle?

Lin Xun was also surprised, but he soon realized that Bo Yazi should have remembered Senior Brother Li Xuanwei!

It took a long time for Bo Yazi to recover from that trance, and he took a few deep breaths and barely suppressed the emotions in his heart.

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

There was a hint of anticipation in his voice.

"This is what my senior brother gave me. Lin Xun replied truthfully.

Bo Yazi was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but say: "Dare to ask your senior brother who ......"

"Li Xuanwei. ”

This time, Lin Xun used Transsound.

Bo Yazi's pupils dilated, he was stunned for a while, and he also said in a voice: "You...... Is it a descendant of Fang Cun Mountain?"

Lin Xun nodded: "Senior Brother Li Xuanwei is ranked thirteenth, and I am ranked fifty. ”

He has determined Bo Yazi's identity, so naturally he doesn't have to hide it anymore.

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

He took a deep breath and knelt on the ground: "Named disciple Bo Yazi, I have seen Uncle Xiao. ”

Rumble!

Hengxiao next to him only felt that his brain was like being struck by lightning, and he was dizzy in front of him, and he opened a patriarch...... How could he make such a big gift in front of a junior?

Also, what is a registered disciple?

What is Uncle Xiao?

Hengxiao only felt that he was about to go crazy, since he entered the Returning Tibetan Peak, everything he encountered was so incredible, so shocking, it was like a dream......

Lin Xun was also taken aback, Bo Yazi was the founding patriarch of the Xuanji Taoist Sect, a terrifying existence who had been the emperor as early as ancient times.

Now, with the etiquette of a junior, he knelt down to himself, how could Lin Xun not be surprised?

"The seniors are up quickly, and the younger generations can't afford such a courtesy. ”

Lin Xun almost subconsciously went to Fubo Yazi.

But I can't help it at all!

I saw Bo Yazi and said seriously: "Little uncle, no matter how old you are, no matter how deep or shallow you are, you are not only the junior brother of the master, but also my uncle Bo Yazi, I salute you, it is a matter of course." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Also, Uncle Xiao should not call me a senior again, nor should he call himself a junior, although I am a registered disciple, the etiquette and rules of the master cannot be messed up." ”

The rhetoric is serious and serious.

Lin Xun was speechless and smiled bitterly.