"Apprentice? Who is his apprentice! ”

Jiang Fan's brows jumped, obviously his heart was bright, but he couldn't refute Xiong Er, otherwise, wouldn't he have failed Xiong Er's hard work.

After several changes in his face, he sighed secretly and kowtowed three times to the Xuanzhu Daoist, "The apprentice grandson greets the ancestor." ”

Jiang Fan didn't speak, and the Xuanzhu Daoist really didn't notice it, but as soon as he made such a sound, the Xuanzhu Daoist reacted and looked at Jiang Fan.

For a moment, Jiang Fan only felt a trance in front of him, and the figure of the Xuanzhu Daoist seemed to be infinitely taller, and then he became smaller and smaller, and finally even the face of the Xuanzhu Daoist was a little unclear.

"Imposing Illusion!"

Jiang Fan was shocked, bit the tip of his tongue, and came to his senses.

What awaited him was a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes as dazzling as the sun and moon in the sky.

But the strange thing is that these eyes are obviously dazzling, but they are extremely gentle, not dazzling at all.

At this time, the owner of these eyes showed a hint of a smile.

Then I heard the voice of the Xuanzhu Daoist, "The crime of stealing the important texts of the sect should be punished, since he is your apprentice, it should be the same crime." ”

"Damn, don't you want to be so scary!"

Jiang Fan didn't expect that Xuanzhu Daoren's opening was life and death.

"The disciple deserves death, but my apprentice is really innocent, his cultivation has gone wrong, please save him, please."

Xiong Er still kept kowtowing, and even the bluestone slab had blood marks, this was no longer a fight, it was all fighting.

Looking at Xiong Er's pitiful appearance, a trace of unbearability flashed in the eyes of Xuanzhu Daoren.

"Although there was a reason why you went down the mountain back then, but making a mistake is making a mistake, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is unforgivable, kneel."

Xuanzhu Daoren sighed, and his tone changed, "What's your name." ”

"Jiang Fan!"

Jiang Fan didn't dare to slack off and reported his name.

"Jiang Fan? Jiang Fan...... Good name. ”

Hearing the words of the Xuanzhu Daoist, Jiang Fan's heart finally relaxed a little, it seems that this Xuanzhu Daoist is not unkind.

But who knew that at this time, the Xuanzhu Daoist suddenly raised the ring ruler, and knocked on Jiang Fan's head with a snap.

Where did Jiang Fan think that the Xuanzhu Dao people would suddenly attack, only to hear a snap, and suddenly there was a gold star in front of him.

"What's the situation?"

As soon as this thought arose in Jiang Fan's heart, he was hit by another ring ruler on his forehead.

"So heavy!"

Jiang Fan felt that this time it was a lot heavier than just now, but before he had time to dodge, he was hit by a ring ruler again.

This time it was heavier than the previous two strokes combined, and Jiang Fan was beaten to the ground at that time.

"What the hell is going on?"

Jiang Fan was stunned, and couldn't help but feel a resentment in his heart.

However, at this time, Xiong Er didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, so he rushed over and pressed Jiang Fan's head, "Don't thank your ancestor soon." ”

"Thank you? I'm Nima! ”

Jiang Fan's scalp is about to explode, this person is about to beat him into an idiot, he still wants to thank him, what is the matter.

"Thank you!"

Xiong Er was anxious.

Jiang Fan didn't know that in the Taoist sect, these three ring rulers are of extraordinary significance.

Legend has it that Sun Wukong had to learn the art of immortality when he apprenticed to Patriarch Bodhi, but the art of immortality was the bottom of the box of Patriarch Bodhi, and how could it be passed on lightly.

After many subsequent assessments, Patriarch Bodhi thought that Sun Wukong was a manufacturable material, so in an opportunity to teach Sun Wukong, he knocked Sun Wukong on the head three times with a ring ruler.

Since then, the Bodhi Patriarch has taught Sun Wukong a world-shattering mastery.

Since then, Sun Wukong has faded away from the mortal womb and gone against the sky.

In other words, wearing a three-precept ruler in Taoism represents a kind of recognition, recognizing Jiang Fan's identity.

How can you not be grateful for such a great favor?

As it gradually became clear in front of him, when he saw the bloodstains on Xiong Er's face clearly, Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his chest was very blocked.

was silent for a long time, and finally kowtowed three times to the Xuanzhu Daoist.

"Thank you, Master."

"You can teach."

Xuanzhu Daoist nodded with a smile and turned to leave.

After waiting for the Xuanzhu Daoist to leave for a long time, Jiang Fan said with a dark face: "Xiong Er, you'd better give me an explanation." ”

"Explain what, Master promised to save you."

Xiong Er was full of expectations and said slowly.

"Promise to save me?"

Jiang Fan was stunned, no, if he promised to save him, then he should let them in, why do you still let them kneel here, this Taoist master is really incomprehensible.

"Don't ask, we'll see in the evening."

Saying this, Xiong Er closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Cut, if you don't say it, you won't say it."

Since Xiong Er didn't want to say it, Jiang Fan didn't want to ask, so he also closed his eyes.

Soon the sun set in the west, and the moon came out and dangled again.

Originally, Jiang Fan was in a state of silence, but suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, and he woke up from the state of silence.

"What's wrong?"

When Jiang Fan woke up, Xiong Er was already squatting beside him with a smile.

"Don't talk, follow me."

"Not kneeling?"

Jiang Fan thought that Xiong Er had figured it out and was about to get up, but suddenly there was a blackness in front of him, and he almost fell down.

"It's okay!"

Xiong Er was startled and hurriedly helped Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan is not like him, he hasn't eaten water for so long, and he has been kneeling with him for so long, and he is lucky that he hasn't fainted.

"Out of the way!"

Jiang Fan sat on the ground with his butt and rubbed his unconscious legs.

Soon, though, there was a soreness in my legs.

"Hey......

Seeing Jiang Fan sobbing his mouth, Xiong Er laughed.

"Laughing at what?"

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes and stood up holding on to the door frame.

"Come with me when you're alright."

Xiong Er shook his head, and then walked towards a dark path.

"Mysterious and secretive!"

Jiang Fan pouted and followed Xiong Er.

When the bright moon traveled to Zhongtian, the two came to a large bluestone.

At this time, a figure was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone.

"Teacher......"

As soon as Jiang Fan wanted to speak, Xiong Er covered Jiang Fan's mouth.

Then he pulled Jiang Fan, who was puzzled, and knelt in front of Qingshi.

Time passed moment by moment, Jiang Fan felt inexplicable, and his feelings were not not kneeling, but changing places.

But at this time, the Xuanzhu Daoist on the bluestone suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the moonlight like water actually condensed into substance, turning into beautiful bands of light, revolving around the Xuanzhu Dao people.

"High... High... Expert! ”

Jiang Fan's eyes were about to stare at the ground, this was definitely the mysterious realm above Ning Zhen.

No wonder Xiong Er ran to this poor country, it turns out that this Xuanzhu Daoist is a hidden super boss.

At this time, the Xuanzhu Daoist slowly got up, and then the light belt formed by the moonlight slowly appeared at the feet of the Xuanzhu Daoist, and then the Xuanzhu Daoist stepped on the light belt and walked down step by step.

"Oh God!"

Jiang Fan opened his mouth wide again, this is a light skill in martial arts, oh no, it is the flying of the imperial sword in the cultivation of immortals, it doesn't seem to be right, it should be the flying of the imperial light.

"Situation?"

Xuanzhu Daoist put his hands behind his back and looked gentle.

"Master, that's the ......"

Since the Xuanzhu Daoist asked, Xiong Er hurriedly told Jiang Fan's situation 1510.

Who knows, before Xiong Er finished speaking, Xuanzhu Daoren's face suddenly changed greatly, "You said that Jiang Fan's Dao species is the size of a full moon?" ”

"Yes!"

Xiong Er bowed his head and replied.

"I'll see!"

During the day, the Xuanzhu Daoist felt that Jiang Fan had cultivated the secret method of his own sect, and since he was already a disciple of his own sect, he recognized Jiang Fan's identity by the way.

As everyone knows, Jiang Fan actually cultivated this kind of thing.

"Do you need me to go into meditation?"

Seeing that the Xuanzhu Daoist came to the front, Jiang Fan also knew that this was an opportunity to save his life, so he thought about whether he needed to cooperate.

"Haha......"

Xuanzhu Daoren chuckled, and then waved his sleeves.

Jiang Fan only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and when he reacted, Jiang Fan actually found that he had entered his own sea of knowledge.

"It's ......"

Jiang Fan's mouth opened wide, completely stunned.