Feng Qingyun rubbed the tiredness between his eyes, and only then did he see clearly the young Taoist who woke him up, this person was twenty-five or sixteen years old, white and round, with a pair of small eyes on his fat head and big ears, and a pair of small eyes on his fat head and big ears, and his long hair was five or five cents, which was casually scattered, like a cross talk actor surnamed Yue in his previous life.

The memory in his mind let Feng Qingyun know that the person in front of him was Zhang Helin, the sixth senior brother who was closest to his age and figure in Shangqing Guan. This Sixth Senior Brother is not only the only alchemist in the sect, but also the God of Wealth who manages the money in the Guan, and he also owes some shrewd and even slamming the Sixth Senior Brother to take care of it for many years, and even subsidize the expenses in the Guan by refining medicine himself, so this poor Shangqing Sect is not in danger of not being able to open the pot.

And in private, this senior brother in his early twenties is a little closer to himself as a young man, and sometimes he jokes with himself, and he has no senior brother and elder frame at all. No, Zhang Helin looked at Feng Qingyun who got up and dressed with a smile, and began to tease:

"I heard from the fourth senior brother and the fifth senior sister, our Feng Shaoxia used to be sneaky, and he practiced his martial arts so well, and he didn't fall behind when dealing with the Miao Jiang martial artists in the Qi Refining Realm, he was really a young genius. ”

"Sixth Senior Brother, don't make fun of me, last night was in a critical situation, and so was I..."

Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain a few words, Feng Qingyun was interrupted by Zhang Helin with a smile,

"You still have to talk in my province, you are sad at this level, the senior brother in charge and several senior brothers and sisters are waiting for you in the main hall, if you have something to ask, hurry up." ”

Feng Qingyun suddenly felt his scalp tingle, his eyes were dripping and spinning, and he moved all the way to the front of the main hall dedicated to the statue of the Sanqing patriarch.

In the main hall, several senior brothers and sisters sat around the futon, led by a middle-aged man wearing a white cloud Taoist robe and heroic, holding a silver Taoist whisk, with a white long face and a knife-like curve, his eyes were slender, his eyes were empty, and his long hair was neatly combed back, quite a bit of the feeling of Luan Jingtian, a star in his previous life, Feng Qingyun was envious and jealous in his heart, and sighed that this person was handsome, and he didn't know how many middle-aged women he would be fascinated if he debuted on earth.

This man is the eldest disciple of Qiankong Lao Dao before his death, and the current head of Shangqing Guan: Xiao Tianxi.

There is a middle-aged drunkard sitting on his left hand, yes, it is a drunkard, this guy is noon, openly holding a wine gourd in the main hall, he is drinking, the mustache and scumbag face looks like a hangover, but there is a bit of decadence of the type of male force, the long hair of three or seven points actually has a riotous bangs, the whole person is lying on the futon on his side, and the one who is not in shape is his third senior brother: Li Xuankong.

There is only one empty futon that no one has, and after searching for vague memories by himself, there should be a second senior brother, as if he is not here today.

Before he had time to pay more respects, the handsome appearance of the two senior brothers, and the gentle and indifferent voice of the head Xiao Tianxi, came into Feng Qingyun's ears:

"Qingyun, although our Shangqing Sect is a small sect, our senior brothers have lived together for more than ten years, and everyone is like brothers and sisters. The fourth junior brother also mentioned the matter of your martial arts. As long as you don't learn evil martial arts, if there is a righteous master to teach you martial arts, we don't have a sectarian opinion, but there are still some doubts about this matter, how about you give a few senior brothers and sisters an answer?"

Feng Qingyun pursed his eyes, looked at the fourth senior brother on the side, and wrote with an expression on his face: I guessed the origin of your martial arts nine times out of ten, and also helped you pave the plot, you don't have to thank me. Suddenly I felt that my head was very big, and I could only reply hesitantly:

"Senior brother in charge, just ask, what do I have to say, confess. ”

"Qingyun, don't panic, Master adopted you since you were a child, we watched you grow up, and we will never suspect you of doing evil. But the fourth senior brother said that your swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and it seems that you have already practiced a swordsmanship that is not weaker than the yellow-level martial arts to the realm of Xiaocheng, even if you are a genius in the sky, it will take several years of hard work.

A few days ago, when you were injured and fainted, the fourth senior brother gave you a pulse, and the internal strength in your body was also mediocre, last night, the pure Taoist Xuangong was able to hurt a Qi Refining Realm martial artist, and to be able to practice to such a realm, even if you change to a disciple of some major sects, you will have less than ten years of water grinding work.

We have watched you grow up since childhood, and live together every day, if you have a deep foundation in martial arts before, you will definitely not be able to hide it from us, but even if you have a senior master to give you empowerment and transfer skills in the past two days, the internal strength of the Xuanmen for more than ten years, it will take a few months of hard work for a year or less to make the body comprehend. After a few of us discussed it all morning and still didn't have an answer, we decided to ask you anyway. ”

To die, to die, to die! Feng Qingyun shouted for help in his heart, and he had made up a few impeccable reasons on the way here:

Answer one, I secretly learned kung fu, used the extraordinary acting skills of infernal affairs, and hid in the audience for several years.

Answer two, there is a white-haired master, who cried and shouted in the middle of the night two days ago to pass on my peerless martial arts, and I didn't agree to pour ten years of martial arts into me.

Well, this senior brother in charge is so delicate, I can't say these two reasons.

Feng Qingyun was so anxious that he couldn't tell them that he was a post-90s generation who had crossed over, and by the way, he explained to them what the system flow was, and he felt that time stood still awkwardly at this time.

In a flash of inspiration, he remembered a post he saw on the forum in his previous life, about how to fool highly educated talents, when you meet a group of people with high IQs, these people are thoughtful, and often some stories about metaphysics and even beliefs that cannot be explained by common sense can deceive them even more.

At this moment, Feng Qingyun reached into his clothes meaningfully, touched the props he had drawn last night, and prepared to give full play to his Internet joke hand and mouth cannon level 10 blind compilation ability, combined with his experience of traveling to Wudang Mountain in college, to make up a mythical immortal theme, full of rotten stalks.

He took a deep breath, sat up straight, like a playful spirit, looked into the distance in the air, and said sincerely:

"Hey... It seems that I can't hide it anymore, in fact... Actually, I am the reincarnation of an immortal!"

"Qingyun, what are you talking nonsense, you slept in a daze yesterday. ”

"Little junior brother, you can't talk nonsense, talking nonsense in front of the Sanqing statue in this hall, Daozu will blame you. ”

Of course, the senior brother and sister will not believe it so simply, the senior brother in charge of the head has no words, but his eyes are clear and straight, as if he wants to see through the depths of his soul and wait for himself to continue.

"Brothers and sisters, please listen to me slowly. I also just learned the identity of the reincarnation of the immortal a few days ago, and I still can't believe it.

I was injured that day, and after I fell into a coma, I had a strange dream. In the dream, I lifted the clouds straight up, passed through the North Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Court above the Nine Heavens, and came to a golden hall, which was surrounded by clouds and mist, and there were dragons and peacocks flying on it. The corridor is engraved with countless Taoist scriptures with gold seals between the pillars, the wall is full of turtles, cranes, bamboos, lions, unicorns, dragons, phoenixes of various murals, in front of the door two eight people hugging the big pillar rises to the sky, on which is written a couplet of golden light, I still remember clearly. ”

"Oh, what's written on it?" the sixth senior brother asked curiously.

"Respect the North Pole, the tiger is on the dragon plate, and the monster that cuts the world;

The power of the heavens, thunder and lightning, and the demonic atmosphere of the universe is purified. ”