Yang Chen panicked at first, and said that something had changed, and said in his heart: "There must be a hole in his forehead." But touching the center of his eyebrows intact, he calmed down for a while, thinking that the chessboard flying must be something else. But there is no trace of the chessboard on the case, and the heart must be that the old man on the opposite side has done something to scare himself because he lost the chess game.

The white-haired old man was pleasantly surprised, seeing that the period of mortal dust had ended, thinking that there was no so-called heir, and he didn't want the heir to be by his side all the time. But seeing that Yang Chen was surprised inexplicably, his expression was flustered, and he said with a smile: "Xiaoyou has a fate with my Jiuding Gate, and this time I have the inheritance, so follow me to Xianshan." Yang Chen was very surprised, what inheritance, what immortal mountain, it sounded like gibberish to him, and said angrily: "If you lose the chess, if you don't want to lose my ten taels of silver, I won't care about you." Why are you making up stories to fool me?"

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "You have cracked my Zhenlong and accepted the inheritance of the Star Book, you are already the heir of my sect, and the cultivation of immortals is just a snap of your fingers." How many young talents in the world want to worship in my door, but they can't, why are you obsessed?

The white-haired old man only said that the Jiuding Gate was ranked in the Immortal Mountain, and once he said it, Yang Chen would kneel and bow to the door and beg to worship the door. I wanted to take Yang Chen into the sect as much as I could, but I was afraid that I would be robbed by other brothers and sisters to take him as a disciple, and I didn't care about what Yang Chen thought in my heart, as long as Yang Chen apprenticed. But Yang Chen was not familiar with the martial arts cultivation sect, how could he understand the meaning of the white-haired old man at this time, and only said that the white-haired old man felt sorry for the previous chessboard chess pieces to fool himself, deceived himself by his side and tortured him slowly, and said angrily: "It's not my intention that your chessboard was ruined because of this, tomorrow I will ask my grandfather for some silver taels to accompany you, you make a price." ”

The white-haired old man understood that as long as the disciples who obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Vein Star Book practiced quickly, they would definitely be outstanding in their cultivation as immortals in the future, shocking the blessed land of the immortal mountain. If he can be his mentor, it will be a great creation. At this time, seeing that Yang Chen still didn't understand what he meant, he smiled and said, "The Star Book has been transformed into your body, how can you pay for it? You better hurry up and apprentice with me!" If the person who practiced martial arts had already understood at this time, the apprentice would have kowtowed and followed, but Yang Chen was even more confused at this time because he didn't know what this Jiuding Gate was. Xin said: "For a chessboard, this old man actually said that life and death are very terrible, I am small and weak, if he is angry for a while, it will be bad, maybe his life will be lost here, it is better to escape first." ”

The idea is certain, Yang Chen shouted angrily: "Take care of your Rausch chessboard." As he spoke, he overturned the table and ran away. Thinking that the white-haired old man has practiced for more than a hundred years, even a hundred Yang Chen can't escape from him, but the old man has only seen people begging for apprenticeship, and he has never seen someone who runs away like Yang Chen. Looking at Yang Chen Benyuan sighed to himself in his heart, thinking that this young man was really strange, he was unwilling to worship under the Jiuding Sect, but he was already a disciple of the Jiuding Sect even after he got the Star Book Inheritance, and it didn't matter whether he worshipped or not, but it was a pity that this young man did not want to be his disciple.

Suddenly woke up and thought: "Since it is the top priority of the sect for a young man to get the Star Book Inheritance, not only must he be taught well, but also to ensure that he does not have accidents." With an oops, his heart turned at will, chasing after Yang Chen like a ghost. Yang Chen looked back as he ran, and he always felt sorry for the white-haired old man in his heart. The old man chased after him, like a piece on Yang Chen's clothes, always floating behind Yang Chen, but Yang Chen couldn't sense it. Yang Chen ran for a long time and didn't see the white-haired old man chasing after him, and his sudden beating heart finally slowed down. Slowed down, held his knees with his hands, grew his breath for a while, and walked towards Luofu. The white-haired old man followed closely behind Yang Chen like the drifting clouds, waiting for Yang Chen to calm down before enlightening, and he was not in a hurry to show up.

The old man in the middle of the Jiuding Gate was sitting cross-legged on the ** and cultivating, and suddenly felt that the Tianmai Star Book had disappeared. Now that the mortal period of the Star Book is coming to an end, I think it must have found a successor and disappeared. I sent my second junior brother Yin Xiangfeng down the mountain for nearly two years without seeing any news, only the astrological divination is just a mirror, at this time, I can't help but be overjoyed, and I thought: "I have to investigate again, although this star book inheritance is wonderful, although it can find a successor with high understanding, but it is difficult to guarantee the mind of the successor, if it is wrong, not only the sect may be turbulent because of this, but this fairy world will suffer great disasters." The old man who ...... a thousand years ago couldn't help but feel palpitations when he thought of this, and suddenly thought of a person, and smiled, but this person was the best person to investigate. Hurriedly left the main hall and flew towards the southern peak.

When Yang Chen returned to Luo's house, he was uneasy in his heart, so he told Russell about the destruction of the white-haired old man's chessboard, and he was afraid that Russell would be worried, but he didn't say anything about the Jiuding Gate, the chessboard flying into the eyebrows, and so on. Russell was cautious and cautious in his actions, and this time it must have been an unintentional mistake, although he blamed a few words, he did not pursue it too much. sent a servant to look for the white-haired old man who set up the chess arena outside the Dragon King Temple, but when he saw that the case was down, the teapot and teacup fell to the ground and all were broken, and the old man disappeared. Russell was unwilling to lose the old man, and asked the servants to look for the old man outside the Dragon King Temple every day for half a month, but it was never successful, and the chess world was already full of dust.

Russell said in his heart: "It must be that the old man lost the chessboard, and his mind broke off and left the country." But Yang Chen did something sorry for the white-haired old man, and he felt guilty, so he went to the Dragon King Temple to burn a few pillars of incense to pray for the old man. As everyone knows, the white-haired old man is by his side, but he doesn't notice it. This old man is Yin Xiangfeng, who floats around in Luo's house every day like floating clouds and fallen leaves, without a trace. The Luo family did not have such a profound cultivator, so Yin Xiangfeng wandered around the Luo family like air. Wherever Yang Chen went, Yin Xiangfeng went, eating, sleeping, reading and reading were all in Yin Xiangfeng's eyes. Yin Xiangfeng wanted to find an opportunity to enlighten Yang Chen again, but Yang Chen was a little scared because of what happened last time and didn't dare to go out, so he stayed with his family all day. Russell was afraid that Yang Chen would leave a shadow in his heart, and he would accompany him all day long, and he would have no chance. After some time, Yang Chen heard Russell say that the white-haired old man was gone, so he let go of his hanging heart.

On this day, Yang Chen had nothing to do, and went to play in the mountains behind Luo's house. At this time, it was late autumn, but I saw that the pines were like a forest, the fallen leaves were thick, and the atmosphere of depression was flourishing. Walking and swimming, unconsciously over two hills, on the west side of the peak there is a silver fir tree that grows impressively, standing on the cliff, the branches are luxuriant, the green is abnormal, very different from the surrounding trees. "Huh! That's weird. Yang Chen let out a surprised voice. But at the same time, there was another person's voice, but Yang Chen had more words "This is strange" at the back. Yang Chen looked behind in surprise, and at some point there was an old man with white hair and white beard standing behind him, and it turned out to be an old man playing chess, it was Yin Xiangfeng. Yang Chen exclaimed: "I'll compensate you for a pair of chess, why are you chasing after me?" Yin Xiangfeng was dressed plainly, and his white beard moved in the wind, like a fairy wind. smiled slightly, and said, "Xiaoyou, don't panic, you calm down and listen to me slowly." ”

How could Yang Chen calm down, at this time, he still thought of Yin Xiangfeng's words of life and death, and was frightened in his heart, but seeing that there was no escape here, and seeing Yin Xiangfeng quietly appearing behind him, he thought that he had already made arrangements, and he actually settled down again. Said: "You're here...... What the hell do you want?" Yang Chen's voice was hoarse, and he was quite frightened in his heart. Yin Xiangfeng said leisurely: "Because you got the inheritance of my sect by chance, no matter what, you are already a disciple of my sect, whether you worship me as a teacher, or not, after all, I will take you back to the sect, and who to worship as a teacher at that time is naturally up to you." I think my Jiuding Sect is ranked in the Immortal Mountain, and there are many methods of cultivating immortals and enlightening the Dao, and other young talents want to enter my sect but can't, and why don't you want to take a breath?"

Yin Xiangfeng has seen Mu Zhi read a lot of books in recent days, but these books are disorderly, fragmentary, and there are many martial arts classics, but there is no compilation of cultivation and enlightenment, and he has not seen him practice martial arts. Yang Chen only understood a little at this time, and said suspiciously: "Is there really such a good thing?" Yang Chen still felt that Yin Xiangfeng was suspected of deceiving himself. Yin Xiangfeng was about to answer, but heard someone say, "Seriously." ”

But he saw that there was already a fat-headed and fat-eared old man beside him, dressed in a shabby dark robe, his hair was tied in a bun scatteredly, and a pair of bean eyes were bright, looking at Yang Chen with a wandering gaze. Yin Xiangfeng saw this person and hurriedly said, "Uncle Chang." But I saw the old man nodding with a smile and saying, "That's it." You've got a good fate here, so go back first. Yin Xiangfeng said in a low voice: "Yes." In his heart, he secretly said, "Why is this old madman here?" He was reluctant, but he still quickly flew away.

The old man who is called Uncle Chang is called Chang Xuedao, and he is the thirteenth generation disciple of Jiuding Sect, and he is Yin Xiangfeng's uncle.

Yang Chen saw Yin Xiangfeng lifting the sun and soaring, and the state of ascension was like the immortal who had already believed what Yin Xiangfeng said, and thought to himself: "It turns out that Jiuding Sect is really a sect of cultivating immortals. ”

But I heard Chang Xuedao say: "Since Xiaoyou has obtained the ancient inheritance in my door, he should be dedicated to the Tao and cut off the mortal dust." I've given you three days to do some mundane business, and I'll be waiting for you here in three days. ”

Yang Chen was itchy about Yin Xiangfeng's ascension technique, and he didn't answer, and suddenly asked: "After entering the Jiuding Gate, I don't know if I can learn the ascension technique of the old man just now?" Chang Xuedao suddenly said with a straight face: "What old man is not old man, my name is Chang Xuedao, and you will call me Brother Chang in the future." Yang Chen wondered in his heart, this old man was moody, he was calm just now, but at this time he was crazy and uninhibited, seeing that his age was similar to that of the old man who played chess, and the old man who played chess called him his uncle, he wanted to be not young, but at this time he wanted to call him Brother Chang, at this time it was really difficult to speak, and he hesitated: "This ...... This... This is not to be done. Chang Xuedao said angrily: "Do you want to learn from me the ascension technique of the Yin Xiangfeng kid?"

Yang Chenxi said: "Grandpa, are you willing to teach me?" Chang Xuedao dislikes others to call him older, he was a close disciple of the master back then, he was young and very high, and the people who came out and went in to see were these disciples and grandchildren, either respectfully treated each other, or only promised, and some even stayed away, and there was no one who even laughed and talked all day long, if it weren't for the current head of the family and nephew, he would have gone out to wander long ago. At this time, Yang Chen called his grandfather even more angry in his heart, his face flushed angrily, and he couldn't see his eyes on his fat face anymore, and said: "If you want to learn Yin Xiangfeng's ascension technique, you can't call me grandpa, you have to call me Brother Chang, otherwise don't think about it." ”