In the main house opposite the main entrance, in front of the hanging statue of the Sanqing patriarch, Tiandao Weng paced back and forth, stopped from time to time, and his steps rose again from time to time, his frowning brows never relaxed, and his whole face seemed to be twisted into a pimple, he patted the oily and shiny head, and whispered softly, but he couldn't hide the anxiety in his heart.

"What to do...... What to do...... Immortal, after so many years, when has my Tiandao Weng been so embarrassed, no, I have to think of a way......... him an immortal, what can I do with this kid, I want to be ......... Well, forget it, I'd better try his skills first. ”

He floated out of the main house with a wisp of "fairy energy" and stood still in the middle of the courtyard.

"Satoshi, come here. ”

His tone was normal, his face was unwavering, he waved his hand to Xiao Cong, signaling Xiao Cong to come here, and the latter ran to his side and stood up straight, raised his little face slightly, biting the bright red lower lip that belonged to the child, and looked at Tiandao Weng pitifully.

Tiandao Weng glanced at him in surprise, and couldn't help muttering to himself,

"Hey, this kid is a ghost!"

The white light surrounded the body, the blue light surged, and the blue and white light seemed to envelop the master and apprentice in an instant, and after a while, the light disappeared, and the master and apprentice reappeared in the courtyard.

"Well, it's okay, it should be fine......"

Tiandao Weng talked to himself and comforted himself.

"Boy, come with me. ”

The master and apprentice walked through the main hall one after another, along the long gravel path, and walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion located in the middle of Tiandao Xuan, the autumn wind blew the Cuihe Yang on both sides, Xiao Cong didn't know what kind of feeling was in the wind, it felt slightly cold, but it felt very comfortable.

Entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the two of them sat cross-legged on their respective felts, Tiandao Weng was above, Xiao Cong was below, Tiandao Weng shook his long sleeves slightly, straightened his sitting posture, and made a move, and a scroll flew from nowhere, which happened to fall on his open palm.

"Hey, what kind of book is this, I don't think I've ever seen it before. ”

Xiao Cong opened his big curious eyes, and tried to stretch his neck to look at Tiandao Weng's hand,

"I thought that I had read all the books in this scripture pavilion, but I didn't expect that there would be, old man, did you set up some secret compartments or something in the scripture pavilion, how many good books did you hide and didn't show me. ”

"Read, read, know all day long that reading books is about to become a nerd. ”

Tiandao Weng pretended to be stunned, but suddenly the ground turned pale,

"Old man, I have a lot of hidden books, I'm afraid you can't find it. ”

"Shh

Xiao Cong raised his small nose high and twisted his face to the side,

"Ride a donkey and read the script, let's see!"

"Hehe, you kid!"

Tiandao Weng stroked his beard and laughed, and then waved to Xiao Cong,

"Come, come, come, stinky boy, show you something good today. ”

"What a good thing!"

Xiao Cong came over like a puppy with a curious gaze,

"Ice-Heart-Trick!"

He scratched his little head, and his face was slightly disappointed,

"That's a good thing!"

As soon as the words fell, "Smack!" was slapped on the head mercilessly by Tiandao Weng.

"You know what, that's really good stuff! It's priceless compared to the you read!"

"Okay, whatever you say, I don't know anything as a kid anyway. ”

"You, you, you, you stinky boy! I tell you, if you want to avoid being hunted down every day, it's all up to you!"

"Is it that serious?"

Xiao Cong opened his big watery eyes and looked at Tiandao Weng cutely.

Tiandao Weng sighed,

"Alas, apprentice, you don't know anything, the origin of the thirteen styles of this Shura is inexplicable, no one has been contaminated for endless years, even Master and I have stayed away, you actually ...... Maybe there is a providence in this underworld, for the teacher to give you this Ice Heart Recipe today, you must be a good cultivator, there are many fakes in the world today, even if it is genuine, most of them are not complete, only this one is the real beginning!"

Saying that, a quaint ancient book exuding a cold atmosphere was handed over to Xiao Cong by Tiandao Weng, but Xiao Cong looked left and right, up and down, and saw that it was as neat as new, no matter how it looked, it didn't look like an antiquity that had survived the ups and downs of the world, in Xiao Cong's consciousness, antiquities should have a sense of vicissitudes that exude the atmosphere of the times, and things like books should be yellow and wrinkled.

"It's ...... no matter how you look at it"

When the ancient book was flipped in his hand, his face suddenly became sluggish, and then he slowly raised his head, looking at Tiandao Weng intently, full of surprise,

"Old man, don't tell me, this book cover is made of Qianliu Jade, and the pages are ...... Be...... Candle... Flame... Silkworm... Made of silk!"

"Yes,"

Tiandao Weng stroked his beard and smiled, but no matter how you look at it, it feels a little bit villainous.

"Even if you kid is still knowledgeable, but what you said is not entirely right, the old man has taught you for so long, let me tell you, the book cover made by Qianliu Jade is not fake, but the pages of the book, this is a genuine Yang-chasing silk!"

Xiao Cong looked at Tiandao Weng in a daze, his eyes were filled with an indescribable complex meaning that did not belong to a seven- or eight-year-old child.

Long

"Boy, what do you mean by these eyes? Stinky boy, you dare to despise the old man!"

"I said Master, you said that you are so old, you are not afraid to flash your tongue when you speak, and you are still chasing the yang silkworm, it would be good to have a candle flame silk to do, that chasing the sun silkworm How many years ago was the ancestor of the silkworm, that is the man of the hour who swallowed the sun, don't be foolish. ”

Tiandao Weng laughed and scolded,

"You stinky boy, now you are not knowledgeable, and you don't understand the good intentions of being a teacher, but you will understand when you grow up. ”

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