After entering the Ziwei Palace, the head of the Taiqing Palace directly introduced the three of us masters and apprentices into the Listening Book Pavilion. In the end, it is a famous Taoist temple with strong incense, and I was dumbfounded when I came to see it along the way, and this decoration grade is almost catching up with the Palace Museum.

Take the listening pavilion in front of you as an example, the furniture and seats are all Hainan Huanghuali.

"Brother Songmu, you wait here first, and I'll invite the two elders to come over." Taiqing Palace Sect Master said with a smile.

"Alas, didn't I say you, Brother Changfeng Dao, the whole of China is also taught by you in the name of you, right? The mundane affairs in the teaching are all taken care of by you, and your real status in the Taiqing Palace is not even ranked in the top three. I'm sorry for you. My master said with a pained face, and after finishing speaking, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Wait, wait. I'll be right back. After the Taiqing Palace Master finished laughing, he turned around and trotted out.

Looking at this brisk little step, I immediately thought of the current prime minister of Japan, and Abe also snapped a small step when he met Putin. A face of a thousand-year-old second.

"Master, who is the biggest in this Taiqing Palace?" I asked.

"The two elders of Changqing and Changyun are the largest, followed by Ma Chaoqun, the richest man in Qingdao, the largest investor in Taiqing Palace, and then the current closed disciple of the sect, Liufeng Ying."

"Why is the status of the apprentice higher than that of the master?" Now I'm even more curious.

"You saw that too. This old can use the fairy rope, and he is also a person who has practiced golden energy, but he only has the realm of golden energy. But his closed disciple Liufeng Sakura is not simple, Jin Sipin. In the Taiqing Palace's true qi ranking for nearly a hundred years, it is second only to Yuyin Zhenren who was killed by heavenly thunder, and Yuyin Zhenren is a golden five-pin. If it weren't for him, a closed disciple, how could he be the head of the sect with the old cow's nose. ”

"Master, what is my father's realm?"

"Your dad was already a gold five-pin when he first came down the mountain. I estimate that his final cultivation should have the realm of the Golden Sixth Grade, and perhaps he may also reach the level of your master and ancestor, with the power of the Golden Seventh Grade. ”

Master's words surprised me again, in the history of Daomen in the modern century, there were no more than five people who had reached the realm of the Golden Seven Grades.

And beyond this realm, there is only one person, that is the tiger head Shaobao Sun Lutang in the late Qing Dynasty, he entered the Tao with martial arts, and his true qi reached the golden eight grades.

Sun Lutang is a true god and a man, the founding master of Sun's Taiji, and he entered the Tao with martial arts. In just two years, he cultivated the realm of the eight grades of golden qi. And according to folklore, it seems that after his death, his body was dismembered into an earth immortal and went to Kunlun Wonderland. This is too mysterious to be believed.

"Master, can I really break through from Qingyipin to the Golden Qi Realm in three months?"

"Nonsense, of course you are my brother's son."

"But I'm not my own."

"That...; …; I also believe in my brother's vision. Master said with a slight stunnedness.

Master and I were chatting happily when a woman suddenly flashed in at the door.

About twenty-five or sixteen years old, picturesque eyebrows, snow skin agar, a pair of cut water autumn pupils clear and pleasant, like two springs, intoxicated. The facial features cannot be analyzed by physiognomy, and they should be covered by Taoism.

The figure is also excellent, with a small waist and a slender waist, tall characters, a slender neck, and thin shoulders, which makes people feel pitiful.

However, her clothes seem to be very problematic, and she is dressed like a village girl, the kind of village girl between the old and the elderly.

Floral cotton gown with red flowers printed on a green background. The blue labor pants look particularly earthy and fat. What's even more surprising is that she actually wore a pair of cotton slippers. And there seems to be a very bad athlete's foot, and I faintly smell a sour smell in the air...; …;

Who is this woman?

The people who can come to the Ziwei Palace Listening Book Pavilion are by no means ordinary people, either their status is noble, or their cultivation is amazing.

But if that's the case, isn't it true that the palace is too clear, and it can't even cure athlete's foot?

Or is she born with smelly feet and has some kind of special hobby?

I had a lot of questions, but because the dough was thinner. I didn't dare to stare at her, I just glanced at it and sat upright, not squinting.

My senior brother Jiang Feng didn't have the same heart as me, and a pair of eyes stared hard at this young woman. The nose also shrugged deliberately, apparently he also smelled that strange smell.

Not only my senior brother, but it seems that my master is also in a state of distraction. He barely sat upright, but his eyes were tilted at least 180 degrees.

"How can you be so presumptuous, you dare to smoke in the listening library!" The woman's pretty face was angry, and she scolded loudly.

My master was so frightened by her that his hands shook, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground, instantly burning a hole in the camel hair carpet. The smell of burning proteins wafted through the air.

"I am Murong Jinxiu's junior brother, and these two are Murong Jinxiu's junior nephews." Master's face turned red, and he quickly picked up the cigarette butt and snuffed it out.

Master's answer was very strange, he didn't mention his name at all, and he took a bite of Murong Jinxiu. But soon I figured out that the woman's dress in front of me was an imitation of Aunt Murong, and she should be her fan.

Sure enough, as soon as the woman heard Murong Jinxiu's name, the anger on her face retreated. I found a chair and sat down, and waited quietly.

It didn't take long for the head of the Taiqing Palace to invite his two senior brothers, Changqing and Changyun, over.

"Now that the people have arrived, let's start talking about the soul of Daoist Yuyin now." The head of the Taiqing Palace took the lead in saying.

"Where is the token of the head of our Guiyunguan?" Master asked.

"Hmph. Do you really have my apprentice's ghost in your hands? An old Taoist priest snorted coldly.

Taiqing Palace is really a strange place, and the apprentices seem to be better than the master.

"Elder Changyun, don't worry, the soul of the Jade Yin Zhenren is inside my apprentice's jade gourd. As long as you return the Guiyunguan Master Token to us, my apprentice will immediately release the soul of Yuyin Zhenren. My master straightened up, neither humble nor arrogant, and said.

finally came up with the backbone of the head of the faction, otherwise with the ugly form just now, I would have blushed for him.

As soon as my master mentioned the jade gourd, the eyes of the two elders, Changqing and Changyun, immediately turned to me, and their greedy expressions were not concealed at all.

"Long wind. Give them the tokens. It's useless for us to keep this token, my apprentice's soul is more important. Elder Changyun said.

The head of the Taiqing Palace obediently took out a swarthy bronze medal from his sleeve, probably because it had been placed for too long without maintenance, and there was actually a layer of green rust on the bronze medal.

"No life. You go and get the Master Token. ”

I hurriedly walked over, bent down to take the bronze medal with both hands, and returned to my seat to hand it over to the master, but the master had no intention of taking it over.

"Today in front of several high-ranking people. I, Songmu, announce one thing, from today onwards, Fan Wuming will be the new head of our Guiyunguan. ”

Master's words not only surprised me, but everyone present was moved. Especially my senior brother Jiang Feng, who looks like a mourner.

"Master, don't you want me to walk the world? How did you pass on the position of head to me? I'm afraid I won't be able to bear such a heavy burden. I hastened to answer.

"No life, you can work part-time. You put away the master token first, and then talk about it when you go back. ”

I fumbled for the bronze medal in my hand, and my heart was filled with emotion. I thought to myself that if my dad was still alive, this token would be his.

The back of the bronze medal is carved with the portrait of Lingbao Daozun, and four seal characters are written on the front, which is the way of heaven.

Put away the bronze medal and look at the crowd in the field, the way they looked at me was obviously changed.

"As far as I know, the current world walker of Guiyunguan should be Fan Jian's eldest brother, right?" Elder Evergreen said.

Although he looked like a very arrogant old man, his father's name was still full of respect. Alas, I really didn't expect my dad to be so powerful.

"My senior brother lives in seclusion in the red dust, this is his son Fan Wusheng." Master replied in a loud voice.

"Congratulations to Daoyou for becoming the leader."

"Congratulations."

"Congratulations."

The three brothers Changqing, Changyun, and Changfeng bowed their hands to me at the same time. I hurriedly bent down to return the salute.

Only Liufeng Sakura was still sitting on the Taishi chair, and she didn't mean to get up at all, and she didn't even look at me.

"We've handed over the master's token, isn't it time to release my apprentice's ghost?" Changyun said.

I glanced at Master, and he nodded at me.

Then I took the jade gourd off my neck and pulled out the plug.

A burst of black gas came out of it, and immediately after landing, it turned into a human form, which was the black-faced ghost Yuyin real person.

"Master, it's not a good apprentice!" Yuyin Zhenren knelt on the ground after speaking.