A lonely lamp is like a bean, illuminating the figure of the old man, as if he does not belong to this world.

Qiao Chen was curious, and felt more and more that the old man was not ordinary, until now the rice ball in his stomach was still moving, so he walked towards the old man. Unexpectedly, before he had walked a few steps, the old man suddenly picked up his burden and turned around the corner, and his figure was engulfed in darkness in an instant.

"Old man, wait for me!"

Seeing this, Qiao Chenan couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and hurriedly trotted all the way over, and when he chased to the end of the alley out of breath, the figure of the old man had already disappeared, and the alley in front of him was empty, black hole, and he was the only one.

"Gone?"

He leaned against the wall and gasped, a little frustrated.

"Is the little brother looking for me?"

The old man's loud voice suddenly came from behind him, Qiao Chen'an was suddenly patted on the shoulder, he was shocked, and turned his head suddenly, only to see that the old man was still standing in his original position, carrying a flat shoulder on his shoulder, and the lone lamp was shining obliquely as before, as if he had never left.

"Ahh

The old man suddenly appeared in front of him, which made Qiao Chenan a little uncomfortable, squeaked, and finally stretched out his finger and pointed to his stomach, "Old man, your glutinous rice balls are moving around in my stomach, and they haven't been digested yet, it's really strange!"

The old man smiled, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will digest it naturally when it's time to digest it!"

Qiao Chenan didn't know what he meant, and scratched his hair, "Is there any way you can stop it from moving?"

The old man didn't speak, just stared at him with burning eyes, with a strange light in his eyes, and in an instant, Qiao Chenan only felt that the world was spinning around, his consciousness was blurred for a while, and the world seemed to be upside down.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, Zhumen Huafu, with red walls and blue tiles, and a tide of pedestrians on the street, but he didn't know where he went. Before he could think about it, there was a sudden neighing of horses around the corner, and a frightened horse rampaged along the road like a black torrent.

In the middle of the road, a girl about six or seven years old looked at the rushing horse, and was so frightened that she forgot to cry for a while, if she was trampled by the horse's hooves, the girl would definitely die!

Qiao Chenan subconsciously rushed forward, pushing hard with both hands, and the girl was pushed by him and fell to the ground, but he also avoided the result of being trampled under the horse.

"Herod's ......"

A series of heavy snorts, the big black hooves of the bowl fell quickly under Qiao Chen'an's horrified gaze, like a chain in the hands of black and white impermanence, only the next moment, the horse's hooves came into close contact with his body, and an indescribable huge pain came......

Qiao Chen'an's eyes were dark, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that he was shocked into a cold sweat, although it was a cool breeze, but the clothes on his body were soaked, and the old man who sold rice balls was still staring at him, but there seemed to be a little more appreciation in his eyes.

"Just now...... ...... you?"

Qiao Chenan said with some caution, by now, if he didn't understand that the old man in front of him was not ordinary, his IQ would really be worried.

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "The little brother is kind-hearted, and he will be an extraordinary person in the future!" At the same time, he secretly thought to himself: "How can a person with such a destiny be ordinary in the future?"

Qiao Chen smiled bitterly, and said in his heart that if you do it again, I'm afraid it will disappoint you, the situation just now was really urgent, but it was just an action he made subconsciously, and it was nothing at all.

As everyone knows, it is in this critical situation that a person's subconscious reaction carries the deepest "good" and "evil" in his heart!

Draw a sword to help the good, and stand by for the evil!

Seeing Qiao Chen'an's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, the old man felt a little funny, almost all of his careful thoughts were written on his face, and he took out a yellow worn-out scroll from his arms, handed it to him, and said: "You take this scripture, practice it diligently, and the glutinous rice balls in your stomach will naturally be digested!"

Qiao Chen moved with peace of mind, although he knew that the old man in front of him was likely to be a character similar to the Taoist priest of Maoshan, but he didn't expect that he would really give himself scriptures generously, and the fool also knew that the book could never be a book like "The Analects".

Since he crossed into this world, he has always told himself that there are ghosts and gods in this world, not to mention anything else, only Bai Suzhen is a snake demon with a thousand-year-old Taoism.

The gods are far away and unfound, and the ghosts are strange in the red dust, but now it seems that maybe he can also embark on a path different from that of mortal beings?

"Old man Xie...... No, Master Xie!"

Since there is such a good opportunity, Qiao Chenan naturally will not refuse, he took the scroll, and directly called "master", the so-called teacher, the one who preaches and teaches the industry to solve doubts, and the old man who teaches him Dafa, is definitely worthy of the title of master.

The old man laughed, he came to the lower realm this time for the "fate", Qiao Chenan bought his small rice balls, he was a person who was destined, and it stands to reason that he should be taken care of by him.

Qiao Chen'an is extremely talented and needless to say, although he is still young, he is witty and intelligent, and he has a rare compassionate heart, which is in line with his heart, and suddenly he moved his mind to accept apprentices.

This "master" shouted, the avenue can be learned, and the cause and effect between the two can be regarded as planted.

"The path of monasticism is not an easy path, and if you want to enter the realm of supreme knowledge, your qualifications are secondary, and it is difficult for those who are not mentally firm to succeed. The scriptures I have given you to practice today are just opening the door to cultivation for you, and how much you can achieve in the future depends on your own creation!

The old man raised his shoulder, his figure blurred in the light, and said, "Go!"

After Qiao Chenan heard his words, he subconsciously turned around and walked towards the door, but he woke up without taking two steps, and turned back to look for the old man, only to find that the old man's figure had long since disappeared.

"Master......"

Qiao Chen'an said silently, and bowed respectfully to the place where the old man was before, and then stood up, with a slightly excited look on his face, he grabbed the scroll in his hand hard, and trotted towards home.

The lights of thousands of homes were extinguished, and the stars were hanging horizontally, and the old man stood at the end of the street and looked at Qiao Chen'an's figure gradually moving away, a look of expectation flashed in his eyes, "I hope you can go farther on this road!"

A gust of evening wind blew, and the figure dissipated between heaven and earth.

When Qiao Chenan returned home, it was already the second watch, and he couldn't help but be lectured by his parents a few times.

Usually at this time, he had already fallen asleep, but he was quite sleepless tonight, looking up at the roof hidden in the darkness, his heart was excited, and secretly said that today's three copper plate flowers are too worthwhile, and they actually got such a blessing that is hard to find.

No matter which dynasty or generation, there are always some people who are asking for the secret art of the immortal family, but it is difficult to get started, but he has obtained a cultivation scripture so easily, there is always a sense of unreality.

Qiao Chen'an lay on the bed and tossed and turned, but he didn't dare to light the oil lamp in the house, for fear that the light of the oil lamp would wake up his parents, but he was really curious in his heart, looked down at the moonlight that spilled in through the window, and raised the scroll at the head of the bed to his front with his backhand, and finally faintly saw a few big words written on the cover through the faint moonlight:

Taiyi Jinhua Dafa!