Wu Daozi's room was cleaned by Lin Shanshan two days ago, but now it is much cleaner than before. Wu Daozi walked in first, but didn't care about the changes in the room. He just found a rag bag under the cabinet, untied the rope on it, took out a painted wooden tablet, and first blew the dust on it hard, sneezing hard.

Then he respectfully placed the tablet at the head of the bed, bowed down and kowtowed first, turned around and looked at Xiao Lei standing at the door, and smiled and said, "Boy, why haven't you come in yet?"

Xiao Lei felt a fuss in his heart. After all, what he saw was the old bastard Wu Daozi who raised him since childhood. He was not so nervous. He approached and asked, "What is this tablet?"

Wu Daozi glanced at him and said, "This is the tablet of the ancestor!"

Little Leiqi said: "Master? You don't say we are under Zhuge's disciples, but the Master is Mr. Wolong, Zhuge Kongming."

Wu Daozi shook his head and whispered: "No, no, no, I'm just entering the world to practice. The name of Zhuge Sect is just borrowed to be a tiger skin as a banner. There is no Zhuge Sect in the world. Even if there is one, it's just some scammers of the world, Feng Shui masters."

After hearing this, Xiao Lei couldn't help but curse, "Okay, Wu Daozi! I'm coaxing me to say that we are subordinates of Zhuge! Over the years, I have kowtowed hundreds of times to Zhuge Kongming's tablet! You actually tell me now that this ancestor is fake?"

Wu Daozi smiled and said, "It's your business for you to kowtow, but when did you see me kowtowing to Zhuge Kongming's tablet?"

Xiao Lei immediately said in a silence. Thinking back, Wu Daozi has never kowtowed to "Zhuge Zhuge" over the years, and his words don't seem so respectful. However, he was deceived by the old bastard, and he really thought Zhuge Liang was his ancestor, and he kept the name of the ancestor all day long.

Seeing that Xiao Lei's face looked a little angry and embarrassed, Wu Daozi quickly smiled and said, "Xiao Lei, don't be angry. Although you are a little sorry for you, you think there are so many fortune tellers in this world. How many of them have real skills? Most of them are just liars in the world. But over the years, I have indeed taught you a lot of real skills. Moreover, when you were a child, I spent my energy on opening the eyes of the sky and the six consciousnesses to allow you to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. In recent years, you have never been sick or disaster-free. Your uncle is worthy of you, right?"

Xiao Lei recalled that he had grown to eighteen years old and had never had any illness before. He felt a little grateful to the old bastard.

Wu Daozi sighed: "I originally thought I would have to go in a few more years, but who knew that it seems that I will be a little ahead of time now." He cleaned up his clothes, looked at Xiao Lei, and said seriously: "Come here!"

Xiao Lei walked over and Wu Daozi whispered: "Kneel down!"

Seeing Xiao Lei kneeling beside him, Wu Daozi nodded with satisfaction, thought for a moment before saying, "I have a few things to tell you today. After you have finished listening, let's make a fuss in your mind."

Clearing his throat, Wu Daozi pondered for a moment and slowly said, "Xiao Lei, in fact, I am not your uncle."

"What?" Xiao Lei was immediately startled and couldn't help but shrink to the side, with a chilled expression on his face, and said nervously: "You...you won't say that I am your son like the scene in the bloody TV, right?"

"You Circle, you Circle!" Wu Daozi immediately said furiously: "Nonsense! I have never married, so where did I get my son!! I said I am not your uncle, which means that there is no blood relationship between me and you!"

Xiao Lei then breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes and said, "Even if you say I am your son, I don't believe it! Genetics has proved this. I am so handsome that you can't produce such a high-quality variety."

Wu Daozi almost turned his nose into a rage and shouted, "Hao! Shut up!" After a pause, he kicked Xiao Lei hard, and then said, "I didn't lie to you about your life experience, but I happened to pass by the hospital back then. I thought you were a pity and saw that you were young and pitiful, and seeing that you were talented, I was kind-hearted and adopted you as your relative."

Xiao Lei was silent for a moment, his face a little solemn: "You... are you really not my uncle? Are you not my relative? I am just adopted by you?"

Wu Daozi looked at Xiao Lei’s face and couldn’t help feeling a little pity. He thought that this child had no father or mother since he was a child and had always regarded himself as his only relative. He told him this today, and it turned out that this only relative was also fake. I’m afraid he would feel a little sad and uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, a little pity arose in his heart and couldn't help but reach out to touch Xiao Lei's head, but Xiao Lei almost made Wu Daozi so angry that he spitted blood.

"Well...you...what is your intention to adopt me?" Xiao Lei looked at Wu Daozi with malicious intentions and said vigilantly: "I heard that criminals often adopt some handsome little boys, train them since childhood, and when they grow up, they sell them to work in certain pornographic industries, specializing in serving those rich women... You are also a business, right?"

...

…………silence

"I'll beat you to death, a little bastard with a dizzy mind!!" Wu Daozi suddenly left. If his flying sword had not been scrapped, he really wanted to chop this heartless boy out!

Xiao Lei immediately flashed to the side and smiled, "Old guy, you have lied to me for eighteen years. Can you not be hurt by me for a few words?"

Wu Daozi said angrily: "A little scoundrel with no conscience, come and kowtow to the ancestor of our sect!"

Xiao Lei frowned and said, "What sect? What sect do you mean by this sect? Didn't you coax me again this time?"

Wu Daozi slapped his forehead: "Well, I almost forgot to tell you yet, and I was confused by your little scoundrel."

He took a deep breath and said in a solemn voice: "Xiao Lei, listen well, your uncle, the sect where I am is an ancient immortal! The first generation of founding masters is an immortal who has attained enlightenment! A true god among immortals. The head of my sect is your uncle and my master. After you kowtow, I will naturally take you to see him. You must remember that although the rules of this sect are not limited to the details and are not as ancient as other sects, there are seven major precepts! As long as you enter this sect, you must keep the precepts carefully! The magic of this sect is magical and fantastic, which is not something that ordinary people can imagine. After you attain enlightenment, the greatness of the world is entrusted with you. If you practice diligently, even if you become Taoist in the future, it is not impossible!"

Speaking of this, Wu Daozi looked at Xiao Lei with expectant eyes.

Xiao Lei sighed and murmured, "Ascend to the Immortality? Is these the cultivation sects written in fantasy novels?" He suddenly glared at Wu Daozi and said, "Old guy, after you enter your sect, can you learn the magic you said like the ones you used last night?"

Wu Daozi said arrogantly: "Of course! What I teach you on weekdays are just some secular small magics. You are far from entering the real Taoist practice! Even if you are your uncle and I, you have only achieved a little success."

"A little success..." Xiao Lei's eyes rolled around and suddenly blurted out: "Then what level have you reached now? Is it the Golden Elixir Stage or the Nascent Soul Stage?"

Wu Daozi stared at the eyes and said, "What is the Golden Dan Yuanying? I think you have read too many novels about cultivation immortals. Real people who practice Taoism pay attention to the invisible Tao. Do you think it is the things that writers make up randomly?"

Speaking of this, Wu Daozi was no longer impatient. He reached out and grabbed Xiao Lei's ear and shouted, "Kneel down and kowtow, you kowtow three times first, you bow to me three times, you can be considered as my disciple. I will officially accept you as your disciple. Then you kowtow three times to the ancestor's tablet, and from then on you will be my disciple of the "Xiaoyao Sect"!"

"Xiaoyao Sect?" Xiao Lei widened his eyes and said with a laugh: "Are you talking about Xiaoyao Sect?"

Damn, I wonder if there are Tianshan Tonglao and Beiming Divine Arts?

Seeing that he was hilarious and didn't look serious at all, Wu Daozi couldn't help but say angrily: "Why are you laughing? Kowtow and worship me as your teacher!"
Chapter completed!