When Yi Qian first entered Shangyang City, his eyes were black, and he couldn't find where to set up a stall, so he happened to meet the old man surnamed Huo, so he was able to get familiar with the situation in the city.

The old man's name is Huo Zhongqiu, he has lived in Shangyang City for I don't know how many years, and his son is still very tough, but for some reason, his physical condition deteriorated sharply three years ago, his voice was hoarse, and his activities were not good, as if he was rapidly aging more than ten years old, and he didn't hear that Huo Zhongqiu had children, so Yi Qian took on the responsibility of taking care of his daily life.

Yi Qian would come to bring lunch and dinner to Huo Zhongqiu every day, and he would also come to talk to him and relieve boredom after practicing and hunting.

Later, Yi Qian saved some savings and wanted to change Huo Zhongqiu to a better place to live, but he shook his head and refused, at that time his voice was hoarse, and his hands were so trembling that he couldn't write, so Yi Qian didn't know the reason, and he could only follow the old man's wishes.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, no matter the wind or rain, the heat and cold, Yi Qian has always insisted on coming to send food to Huo Zhongqiu and chat with him.

Carrying the lunch box out of the alley of Huo Zhongqiu's house, Yi Qian sighed.

"Grandpa Huo's health is getting worse and worse, but Lang Zhong in Shangyang City is useless, and there is no one to diagnose and treat... I don't know if I'll survive this winter..."

The strong worry diluted most of Yi Qian's joy that he had gained today, and he suddenly thought that his master was strong in cultivation, and he might be able to treat Grandpa Huo's illness!

Yi Qian's eyes regained some brilliance, and he rushed out of the city with a swift step, and went straight to Shoutianguan, he ran fast, but the lunch box in his hand did not sway, and was firmly grasped in his hand, a fourteen-year-old boy had such a physique, which surprised those who saw it.

If they knew that Yi Qian was now at the peak of the eighth layer of cultivation, they didn't know how they would feel.

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Running wildly all the way, when passing through the dirt mountain, Yi Qian found that the place where he was buried in Shang Zheng had become an empty pit, and he stopped to observe for a while, but found nothing.

"Is it a tomb robber?"

Yi Qian had to sigh at the prosperity of the tomb robbery industry now, and it was only buried for more than an hour before it was dug up...

But then he became proud again, Shang Zheng's body was empty except for clothes, and the thief was also a thief.

Thinking about Grandpa Huo's affairs in his heart, Yi Qian only stayed for a moment and then sped up his pace and ran towards the Shoutian Temple, and when he returned to the temple, he found that the rattan chairs in the courtyard were empty, he couldn't help but feel a little strange, this time in the past should be the stage when Wei Laodao slept the most...

Inadvertently glanced into the main hall, Yi Qian's expression suddenly became weird, Wei Lao Dao was actually meditating!

Shoutianguan is a Taoist temple, the main hall is naturally a place of worship, meditation and meditation, enshrine the three Qing Taoist Zun, these three statues are quite large, occupy most of the space of the main hall, before the worship platform, place a gray futon, at this time Wei Lao Dao is sitting on it, close his eyes and settle down, his expression is strict.

Yi Qian put the food box next to the rattan chair, walked lightly to the side of the main hall door, and looked at Wei Lao Dao with a new expression.

Since Yi Qian's memory, he has never seen Wei Lao Dao meditating, and he drinks and eats a lot of meat, not at all like an orthodox Taoist priest, and today I don't know how the master respected his whims, thinking of this main hall meditation, if it weren't for Yi Qian's frequent cleaning over the years, I'm afraid that the statues of the Sanqing Daozun are about to be flooded with dust and cobwebs...

"Are you back?" Wei Lao Dao suddenly spoke, startling Yi Qian behind him, he asked himself if he didn't make any sound, and the master didn't look back to find out, I'm afraid this is the magic of divine sense!

"Hmm!" Yi Qian responded, Wei Laodao was silent for a while, got up and bowed to Sanqing Daozun, stood sideways, pointed to the futon, and said, "Sit down." ”

"Oh. Yi Qian didn't ask why, there was obviously something abnormal in Shizun today, and it was better for him not to touch his head.

After Yi Qian sat cross-legged on the futon, Wei Laodao said slowly: "Fourteen years ago, the teacher picked you up outside the temple and named you 'Yi Qian', do you know what it means?"

Without waiting for Yi Qian to speak, Wei Laodao immediately continued: "Yi, for change, for dry, for the sky, 'Yi Qian' is the meaning of 'changing the sky'." ”

Yi Qian pursed his lips when he heard this, and took out a circle of red rope from his neck, on which was tied a very ordinary-looking copper coin, and he muttered: "Obviously, when he saw me with this, the master was too lazy to use his brain, so he named me 'Yiqian'..."

Wei Laodao's expression froze, but he had been cultivating so far, and his cheeks were already quite thick, so he immediately changed the topic and said: "Do you know what the meaning of the name of 'Guarding the Heavens' is? 'Guarding the Heavenly Way of Justice' is 'Guarding the Heavens', and he has guarded the justice of the Heavenly Dao for thousands of years for his teacher, but he ended up like this..."

Thousands of years!

Yi Qian's heart was shocked, Shizun looked like he was only in his sixties, could he be an old monster who had practiced for thousands of years?!

Wei Laodao's face showed a rare gloomy color, and he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, and he reined in his feelings and said: "When I accepted you as an apprentice, it was just a joke, I was disheartened by the teacher, but I didn't teach you with my heart, I never thought that just a few random words of you were allocated, and you cultivated to the eighth layer of income at the age of fourteen, this talent is really rare, and the teacher can't bear to waste you, and today I officially accept you to get started!"

Wei Lao Dao paused, and said: "Remember your master, Lingxuan!

At this moment, Wei Lao Dao's body seemed to rise with a mighty aura! Yi Qian's heart shook dramatically!

"Shimen... My teacher..."

Yi Qian muttered to himself, once upon a time, when he was hunting and setting up stalls, he also envied those disciples who had a master's sect, all of them were brightly dressed and heroic, and he never thought that he also had a teacher!

Spiritual Void... A vague name, not among the six sects of Yunfeng, it is estimated to be a small sect.

Yun Shengzi... It's a bit of a fairy wind and bones, is it possible that the master was also a talent when he was young?

Yi Qian peeked at Wei Laodao carefully, and resolutely denied this speculation.

"What kind of eyes are you!huh?!" As if to see what he was thinking, Wei Laodao waved his fist angrily, glared at him for a while before calming down, pondered for a moment, took out a thin book rolled in his arms, and unfolded it to look at it, his eyes were full of complexity.

"This is the treasure book of my spiritual illusion, what you have learned before is its basic part, take it to study with good students, with your qualifications, you will definitely be able to obtain a not low level under your efforts!"

Wei Lao Dao placed the book in front of Yi Qian, who took it with both hands.

This book is very thin, different from the gray-blue cover of ordinary Taoist books, this book is snow-white, and there are four strong and majestic dark red characters on it--Beast Mantra!

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End of Chapter 5

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