Back hall.

In front of the portrait of the patriarch.

Meng Fan and Jin Maiji stood there respectfully, and the master Zhong Fabai was lighting incense.

The whole process, no one spoke.

Because, after lighting the incense, the master closed his eyes and seemed to be communicating with the ancestor.

Not much.

A voice rang in my ears.

"Exactly."

It's not grandiose, it's mild.

But in Meng Fan's ears, this is no less than thunder.

This...... Isn't the patriarch dead?

According to the master, the patriarch Zhong Yue Wunai was a martial artist in the Guangxu period of the late Qing Dynasty, even if he was lifted at the age of fifteen, he is at least 100 years old by now.

Wrong!

If the patriarch had not died, how could the master have lived alone, and the portrait would have been enshrined here.

Don't look at Meng Fan's calm behavior, in fact, his mental activity is not at all so golden.

At this time, the patriarch's voice sounded in his ears again: "Don't think about it, two little guys, kowtow obediently, haha, I didn't expect that the old man would still be able to see his successor after a hundred years." ”

"Didn't you hear what the patriarch said?"

Zhong Fabai urged, and Meng Fan immediately reined in his mind and saluted respectfully.

"Well, it's teachable."

After one bow and three knocks.

"Get up, I already know the merits of the two of you, after entering this gate, you must practice well, subdue demons and eliminate demons, and don't slack off."

After the words fell, Meng Fan and Jin Maiji stood up and waited patiently for the patriarch's instructions.

"Alas, why did you raise the altar today to find a teacher? If it weren't for the fact that you kid opened his mind this time and informed him as a teacher when he accepted the apprentice, I wouldn't have known that you would have this calamity. ”

"Calm your mind and pass on your ......"

The sound disappears.

Meng Fan looked at Jin Maiji, Jin Maiji looked at Meng Fan, and the brothers and sisters didn't know why.

Why is the patriarch silent?

Look to the side ahead.

The master who originally had gray temples grew black hair again, and the Dao injury was obviously recovered, not only that, but he usually did not smile, but a smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, the patriarch ignored them and was whispering to the master.

Kim McGee couldn't help but be curious.

As a senior brother, Meng Fan was thinking about what kind of way the ancestor used to heal his injuries so quickly, and what he passed on to make the master so happy.

"Subduing demons and eliminating demons, merit is given."

After a while, the voice sounded again.

The patriarch is online.

"Merit can cancel out all karmic obstacles, obtain good fortune, increase understanding, heal Dao injuries, anyway, the benefits are endless, but you can do good things in the future, don't worry about your personal future."

"As for the Dharma I preached, you two don't need it."

After saying that, the incense and candles that were placed on the offering table burned out.

The patriarch is gone.

Leave the three masters and apprentices, you look at me, I look at you.

In the end, Zhong Fabai, who returned to normal, spoke:

"Now that the two of you have been recognized by the ancestors, the next step is to confer the throne."

Hearing the word "conferring", Meng Fan was awe-inspiring.

Although he hadn't read any Taoist scriptures before crossing over, and he hadn't even been to Taoist temples, he had read a lot of immortal cultivation novels, and knew that "conferring a confession" was a very solemn and significant thing, and he couldn't afford to be frivolous.

Meanwhile.

Zhong Fabai saw that the eldest apprentice looked solemn, and nodded secretly in his heart, he vaguely remembered that Meng Fan once said something similar to "admiring Taoist culture since childhood", but now that he looks at it, it is indeed true.

On the contrary, it is a little apprentice, who seems to be solemn, but in fact he doesn't understand anything, and his eyes are full of confusion.

"The sealer, the spiritual text of the Taishang God, the secret words of the Nine Heavens and the Saints, will impeach the officials of the Three Realms, the Imperial Fortune Yuanyuan, and control the group products. Distinguish the sins and blessings, examine the merits and demerits, the severity of good and evil, and record them in the simple book. ”

Zhong Fabai recalled what the master said to him when he first entered the Daomen, and while lamenting the passage of time, he told the two apprentices seriously:

"Conferring the gong means that you have officially entered the Taoist Gate, from the mortal to the holy, from the ordinary to the true."

"At the same time, you will also get the cultivation method to use for daily practice."

"In addition, it is still a certificate for inviting the gods to recruit generals, which can be used to build Jiao for the practice of the law."

"Finally, the Gong records the merits of your life, and if you die halfway, you can rely on it to serve as an errand in the underworld or in the heavenly court."

Meng Fan nodded, indicating that he had understood.

And Jin Maiji couldn't help but ask: "Master, what will happen if the Taoist priest does not confer the urn?" ”

"Other sects have their own rules, and our Zhengyi sect must confer the monastery, otherwise, we can't be called a mage, we can only say that we are Taoist lovers, and we don't have mana."

"I see." Kim McGee nodded, his face full of anticipation.

After all, listening to what the master said, there are many benefits of conferring the urn, and the sooner the conferral, the better.

"You kid......"

Looking at Jin Maiji's longing gaze, Zhong Fabai said helplessly: "What's the hurry, I haven't finished talking yet, learn the kung fu of qi cultivation from your senior brother, and guard against arrogance and rashness." ”

Meng Fan: "......"

Hehe, just standing still, but the master is always praised, so I'm embarrassed.

"The teacher continued, don't interrupt again, it's not too late to ask later if you don't understand something."

"Yes."

"It stands to reason that when the altar is conferred, there must be three masters present, namely: the altar supervisor, the transmission master, and the baoju master, but in today's society, where can we find so many masters with real power?"

Meng Fan pricked up his ears to listen, he was sure that the master had a solution, but he was curious about what it was.

Kim McKee, who had just been preached by his master, restrained his mouth and tried to learn from his senior brother.

"So, you two follow me."

"The teacher was born in the 28th year of the Republic of China, and he was awarded in Maoshan at the age of eight, and the altar number was ......"

The sound disappears.

However, Meng Fan knew the answer, and just now, a piece of information poured into his mind like an initiation.

"It's good to know in your heart, don't show it easily."

"After a while, I will raise the altar for the teacher's meeting, and inform the altar Jing, the official generals, etc., so that in the future, you will cast spells in my name and ask for all the great gods of the road, as long as your own Taoism is enough and your intentions are sincere enough, they will definitely agree."

Actually, there is a sentence that Zhong Fabai didn't say.

Only apprentices who have passed the test and passed the test in character and kung fu are qualified to use the master's altar number.

After all, one wins, one loses.

If a disciple makes a mistake in the future, he, the master, will also suffer, and the merits accumulated in the past are very likely to disappear in an instant.

However, Zhong Fabai believes in his own vision and will never look at the wrong person!

"My junior brother and I will definitely not disappoint our master, support the right path, slay demons and eliminate demons......"

Meng Fan's personality is not introverted, on the contrary, he is a little extroverted, but on formal occasions, he will not speak unless necessary, and now, he really feels a kind of love and affection, so he can't help but guarantee.

The master didn't say anything about the loss, and trusted them unconditionally, but he was not stupid, and when he introduced the award before, he said:

The urn records the merits and demerits of the Taoist's life.

Now, he and Kim McKee have used the master's altar name, and naturally, they can enjoy all the benefits brought by the merits he has made in his life, and correspondingly, if he does not check himself, he will affect the master.

"Haha, good! Good! Good! Great goodness, Master believes in you. ”

Sensing the sincerity of his beloved disciple, Zhong Fabai laughed heartily, and he felt that the two happiest things in his life were:

When I was a child, I wandered and met a good teacher.

Middle-aged and lonely, looking for a good apprentice.

"The last point is to explain to you, for the teacher back then, he was awarded the fairy spirit talisman, he did not grant the summoning and did not surrender, the gods did not camp and guard, the propaganda did not reach, the five emperors of the Three Realms, did not respect its form, gave this talisman to the beginning, fasted and played, and subdued the ghosts and eliminated the demons."

"Therefore, you two must do your best to subdue the demons in the future, so that you can improve your cultivation faster."

Feeding war with war?

A word popped into Meng Fan's mind.

"But if you have any questions, let's talk about it."

His gaze looked at Kim McGee.

If you don't know the character of the apprentice, how can you preach and solve your doubts?

Zhong Fabai had long seen that he had a problem and had been holding back for a long time.

"Master...... What did the patriarch pass on to you, and said that the two of us don't need it. ”

Hearing this, Meng Fan was also curious: "Master, if it's convenient, tell us about it." ”

Two rookies who had just started suddenly saw the existence of the ancestor at that level, and they must have been yearning for it, and they couldn't help but want to know more.

In this regard, Zhong Fabai expressed his understanding and said with a smile:

"You use the altar number of the teacher to embark on the path of cultivation, and if the teacher wants to break through, you can only use your own altar name as the foundation and temporarily borrow the ancestor's name."

"Master, what kind of urn is the ancestor?"

"That's pretty good, Seven-Star Rune. Do not confer the heavens and stars, and do not descend to the body; prolong life and life, the heavenly officials do not follow, and the call does not fall; The name of the conferrer is the heavenly official, the life is prolonged, and the star official is prayed, and according to what Xuan said, he will ascend to the immortal, and the gate of heaven will be opened. ”

"So powerful, then we ......"

"Go, go, the stinky boy hasn't learned to walk yet, so he's thinking about how to fly, learn more from your senior brother, and be steady."

"Get out of the way, I'm going to raise the altar and tell the gods your names."