Stopping, he stretched out his hand and pointed twice at the eyebrows of the three people. The three Yin gods retreated one after another. Gu Can looked at it intently and found that the threads began to spread from the eyebrows of the three people as starting points.

Then the three of them suddenly "awoke", and the concierge, who was a pure martial artist, suddenly burst into tears and knelt down, "Young Master!"

A maidservant kowtowed vigorously, "Slave, please pay homage to the sect master!"

Another maidservant fell to the ground and said heartbroken: "Master, please forgive me."

The man in white flicked his sleeves, and the three of them fainted on the spot. They explained with a smile: "It seems that they have been sleeping soundly for a long time. When they wake up, they are still the same people. They have both added and added some life experiences."

Sweat broke out on Gu Can's forehead.

This is the magic method of Baidi City!

It wasn't until this moment that he understood why Liu Chicheng was so awe-inspiring every time he mentioned this person.

The other party's casual behavior can make a person no longer the same person, but he still firmly believes that he is himself.

So what do all the grudges and hatreds and the so-called Taoist practice mean?

The man in white smiled and said: "The biggest thing is life and death? So what exactly is life and death? Even if I understand this, some people don't want me to leave Baidi City."

He finally said: "That old man, came to Lizhu Cave, not to completely resolve the cause and effect, but just to hang out? Master finally has a bit of a master's demeanor, and finally surprised me."

Next to a thatched house in Huanghu Mountain.

The water flows deep in the mountains.

The blind old Taoist priest walked out of his thatched hut during a break in practicing Taoism. He was very sad. After his good brother Chen Lingjun traveled far away, he no longer had anyone to accompany him to talk about the mountains. He was really lonely.

The so-called concentrating on cultivating Taoism is actually just to find a reason to move. I will no longer live in the thatched shop in Qilong Lane, but I will be closer to Luolu Mountain. I will return to Qilong Lane in the future. This time, I will record my name.

The identity of the enshrined person became more and more solid. The shopkeeper of the New Year's shop next door, when he saw me again in the future, would he dare to have a nose that was not a nose and eyes that were not eyes? He would not be a head shorter than himself?

Jia Sheng was suddenly frightened.

I could vaguely notice ripples moving in front of me, as if a guest was coming to the door.

Jia Sheng immediately braced himself and said loudly: "It's not appropriate for two guests to come uninvited and come to the door without saying hello."

Liu Chicheng almost popped his eyes out.

Sometimes, looking at people, skin, soul, weather, etc., can cover people's ears and eyes, making others not recognize each other even if they are close at hand.

Only certain details will be obvious if you study them deeply, such as the standing posture of the blind old Taoist priest, the degree of bending of his fingers when making secrets, etc.

In addition, the senior brother did not tell the reason and just threw himself and Gu Can here together. Liu Chicheng immediately thought of the most unlikely "what if", prostrated on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Disciple, hello."

Master!"

Jia Sheng felt a little guilty. Where did the wild disciple escape?

Liu Chicheng put his head on the ground and said with great grievance: "Master, senior brother bullied me terribly. First, he expelled me from Baidi City because of a trivial matter, and then he just let me be raped by the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

The pursuit has caused this poor disciple to be trapped in this little Aquarius Continent for a thousand years, with no one caring about him. Senior brother doesn’t even care about the friendship between the same disciples. Master, you must uphold justice..."

It was really not Liu Chicheng's nonsense. His master had always treated his closed disciple with the most love and pampering. This was the source of the hostility towards him deep down in the hearts of many senior brothers and sisters.

The old Taoist priest almost jumped up and scolded his mother, what about Baidi City, what about the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, are there any fellow Taoists in the world who are as deceitful as you? Your deceitful words are so unreliable, if I, Jia Sheng, were really your master, I would be blind.

I just found you as a disciple... Jia Sheng was suddenly stunned, Pindao is really a blind man.

Gu Can somewhat admired Liu Chicheng's face. If he really met an expert, he would move out as the lord of Baidi City. If he really met the senior brother, he would start moving out the master now?

Gu Can raised the "Soushan Picture" in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Old senior, return the property to its original owner."

Jia Sheng naturally opened his eyes, saw the scroll, and sighed: "After accepting such a great disciple, I really can't read the old almanac."

Then Jia Sheng was stunned again and shook his head slightly. What weird thoughts? The old Taoist blinked hard, the sky and the earth were clear, and everything was visible. The weird thunder method he practiced on his mountaintop back then was a heretical way, and the price was extremely high.

First, his organs were injured, and then he became blind. He has not been able to see for many years.

After a trance, the old Taoist priest Jia Sheng retreated, his mind was as concentrated as mustard seeds, and he fell into a drowsy state. Another person occupied all his spiritual wisdom.

The old man lowered his head, tugged on his Taoist robe, then turned his head, glanced at the Grand Master's Forum in Huaihuang County, and then shifted his gaze to take in the Pearl Mountain and all the dragon kilns. The old man looked complicated, and then just like that

He neither paid attention to Liu Chicheng nor looked at Gu Can, and began to fall into deep thought.

The old man opened his palms, stared at the lines on his palms for a moment, and finally murmured: "This is a small dream in my life. When I wake up, Lu Chen has made many mistakes for me."

The old man stepped out, and the blind old Taoist Jia Sheng stood there, still sleeping soundly.

The old man regained his true appearance. He was a tall, thin old man with a pale appearance. It was vaguely visible that he must have been a handsome man with good temperament when he was young.

The old man's spiritual path is like a dazzling meteor in the vast world. Compared with the long river of time that passes slowly, it rises rapidly and falls faster.

So much so that even the Lord of Baidi City was his first disciple. Only a handful of people in the world knew about such a big thing.

The old man is Jia Sheng, but he is far more than Jia Sheng. However, after his death, he will only be Jia Sheng in the future.

In your life, you only do one thing and it is known to the whole world.

The long sword was extended and all the dragons were killed.

Killed until only the last true dragon was left in the world.

A vast old almanac, several pages were torn off just because one person drew his sword!

When the old man appeared, the giant python in Huangshan Lake that once competed with Gu Can's little loach for water transport and lost, seemed to be defeated by the law of heaven. It had no choice but to suddenly sink and lurk at the bottom of the lake. It was so scared that it wanted to smash its head into the root of the mountain.

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The old man glanced at Gu Can, stretched out his hand to take the scroll, put it into his sleeve, patted Gu Can on the shoulder, nodded, and said with a smile: "He has strong roots and a good seedling. Then I will take on the role of a master and accept a disciple."

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Liu Chicheng sat dumbly on the ground as if he had been struck by lightning, and stopped howling any more.

It shouldn't be like this, it must not be like this.

Once Gu Can has this status, there is no telling what the next moment, Liu Chicheng will go to hell earlier than Brother Long Bo!

A man in white appears out of thin air.

The old man squinted and said: "My master is now half a useless person. I can't beat you, the founder of the mountain. After all, the title of master and apprentice is still there. Why, you are not convinced? You want to bully your master and destroy your ancestors? It's the same as swordsmanship. I haven't taught you anything."

This matter."

The man in white was silent, with a vague murderous intent.

He never thought that the old man would take advantage of the situation and didn't care about the murderous intention of a Baidi City lord. Instead, he asked: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you call me Junior Uncle?"

The man in white showed no respect for master and disciple, and just asked: "Are you sure it's for Gu Can's good?"

Gu Can knelt down on the ground, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Gu Can pays homage to the master."

The old man laughed heartily.

Turn into a sword light, turn into a rainbow in an instant and travel thousands of miles away. I want to go to Beiju Luzhou to play with my good brother Chen Lingjun.

It’s just that the next time we meet, if I don’t recognize him, Chen Lingjun won’t recognize him either.

The man in white looked up at the sword light heading north and said with a smile: "Treat the closed disciples better."

Liu Chicheng breathed a sigh of relief, okay okay, Gu Can is just his junior brother.

Otherwise, as soon as he got higher up in the family, Gu Can would be able to do all sorts of unscrupulous things with his temperament that doesn't care about old feelings at all.

Lin Shouyi was sitting in his ancestral home. No matter how hard he held his breath and concentrated, he was still uneasy. He had to go to the ancestral hall where the gods had been moved to the Great Li capital, and then he felt a little more at ease.

Lin Shouyi twisted out three sticks of incense and worshiped his ancestors from a distance.

After doing this, he turned around and walked towards the gate of the ancestral hall. As soon as he closed the gate, he found an old Confucian scholar standing next to him.

Lin Shouyi was so smart that he immediately bowed and said: "Lin Shouyi of Shanya Academy, please pay homage to our uncle."

Cui Chan smiled and said: "I have long been no longer in the same lineage of the Wen Sheng Dao, so I cannot afford this gift."

Lin Shou straightened his back and bowed politely, "Disciples of the Lin family of Dali, I pay my respects to the Imperial Master."

Cui Zhang nodded, "In the early years of your study tour, your performance was extremely outstanding. It was you, Lin Shouyi, who was the first to notice that Aliang was unusual and the first to get the opportunity. It was not easy. This time, let that person stay within the big rules.

What you do is that you are prudent in your studies, have accumulated a lot of experience, and are blessed by your soul."

Cui Chan took Lin Shouyi for a walk in the empty house, and asked the young man to walk side by side with him without being too restrained.

Cui Chan said: "Your father has some difficulties, and he will never take the initiative to tell you more in this life. He was the first to tell Chen Pingan's father about the inside story about the Benming porcelain. Of course, he had good intentions. Even the consequences were the same as those of Chen Pingan's father.

He also said that the two of them hit it off immediately, and although their identities were very different, they were close friends. So your father helped that man clean up the mess he made later, otherwise it would be difficult for Chen Pingan to survive, so Chen Pingan later gave it to you during his study tour.

There is some causality in that "Soushan Picture". It's just that your father has good intentions and doesn't want you to get too involved with Chen Ping'an, lest you be caught up in the general trend before you grow up, and you will be affected early.

He died young, so he was very indifferent to the fact that you went to Sui Academy to study."

Lin Shouyi was stunned.

Cui Chan said: "It's unbelievable? Then think about it carefully, can it be simple for a man who has served as the deputy to three kiln inspectors? Would he really value the reputation of a legitimate son and a concubine? Do you know that nowadays

Before Cao Duzao rushed to Huaihuang Town, after leaving the late emperor's imperial study, the only person he visited for advice was your father, who was not visible in the capital. How did the family of your classmate Shi Chunjia overcome the difficulties in the end?

I don’t know what’s going on, and I’m still a little resentful. Do you think your father will mind?”

Cui Chan put his hands behind his back, and put his fingers together as if to pick up an object, "Shi Chunjia misses the past, so you miss the past, and all the classmates miss the past together. Bian Wenmao has a good eye but a weak hand, but he is truly kind to his wife Shi Chunjia, who has a poor background.

Bian Wenmao will be understood by you. Once this great Li Jingcheng Hanlin Lang encounters difficulties in the future, you will be willing to help. You choose to take action, even if he is not experienced enough and has some mistakes.
To be continued...