Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Wang Xuebin didn't pay attention to Master's tone, and said with relief:

"Master, you don't have to worry. The disciples have already achieved innate achievements. With the disciples in charge, there won't be any damage to this place!"

"How can Guanlan be here alone? The old Taoist has already entered the innate, and I will sit in the town with Guanlan to see how dare that young man come to offend!"

It was Zhao Zhenren who was speaking, he and Liu Zhenren were both innate realms, and the two Masters Lu had a hurdle in their hearts, but they were also the acquired peak realms.

This is already quite remarkable, as far as he knows, among the several great masters in today's arena, the highest is no more than the Houtian realm.

Even the leader of the Ming Cult did not break into the innate realm, but only wandered in the acquired realm.

"Second Master, if you don't know the art of killing and cutting, don't add to the chaos, I am enough here alone!"

Zhenren Zhao has a very high realm, and he has already achieved congenital skills long ago, but he doesn't know the art of killing, if he really wants to fight, even Huang Yaoshi may not be able to beat him.

Zhenren Zhao said nonchalantly:

"What's so difficult about it, you just have to practice it once, and it's not like you're going to fight right away!"

Wang Xuebin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Killing and fighting is not something that can be learned immediately. He believes that his master can learn it, but the body's conditioned reflex cannot be developed in a short time.

"Second Master, this will not work. Fighting needs to be tempered. It is useless to learn it alone!"

Liu Zhenren on the side also quickly stopped and said:

"Don't cause trouble for Guanlan, you also go down the mountain, we are old, we can't hold back young people!"

Zhenren Zhao still had a grudging expression on his face, muttering in his mouth.

"Isn't it just martial arts? What's so difficult about it? There's a lot of fuss about scratching hands and feet..."

Master Liu ignored him, and took out a folding fan from his cuff. The bones of the fan were made of lightning-struck wood, and the surface of the fan was made of silk. There were four big characters written on it: "Pure Xu Shi".

Hanging on the nail of the fan is a jade map of Wuji, which looks very simple and heavy.

Liu Zhenren looked at Wang Xuebin with a fan and said:

"You need to be famous on this trip. This is the token of the head of the sect, and it belongs to the ancestor. You accept it!"

Wang Xuebin frowned, clasped his hands together and said:

"Master, disciples cannot be accepted!"

Zhenren Liu forced him to say:

"The old Taoist has never accepted a disciple in his life. You are my only disciple. Who else is the head of the sect?"

Wang Xuebin said quickly:

"Master, this disciple is not a member of the Taoist sect!"

Master Liu smiled and said:

"I'm in Fuyao's lineage and there is no sect rule saying that you must be a Taoist priest to be the sect master. If you give it to you, you can take it!"

Wang Xuebin looked at the folding fan in his hand, hesitated, Liu Zhenren looked at him and said:

"Don't be entangled, I have no other successors as a teacher, and I can't let the ancestor's lineage be cut off!

By the way, since you have become the head of the sect, I will entrust you with the skills of Fuyao, and how to deal with it is up to you! "

Wang Xuebin frowned, he didn't know what he thought of, nodded, holding the token in both hands, bowed and saluted:

"The disciple will definitely not insult the reputation of Fuyao's lineage!"

Zhao Zhenren on the side laughed and said:

"How can we have any reputation in Fuyao?"

Liu Zhenren didn't care when he heard the words. Seeing Wang Xuebin took the token, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, I'll leave Fuyao to you. As a teacher, I just took the opportunity to go down the mountain for a while!"

As Liu Zhenren said, he hurried back to the house to tidy up, and left with the other three real people.

Looking at their leaving figures, Wang Xuebin always felt that it was designed by Liu Zhenren, and he felt like he had been calculated.

At the foot of the mountain, four old Taoist priests were leaping along the mountain road. Zhenren Zhao asked:

"Brother, didn't the master say that the matter of preaching should be handed over to Wang Chongyang's Quanzhen lineage? Now what..."

Master Liu stroked his beard and laughed loudly:

"The day before yesterday, I dreamed about Master Shi again. The patriarch said that my Fuyao lineage had great prosperity. Guanlan was originally the alien mentioned by the real man Shishi. Today, I took advantage of the situation and handed over the position of head to him, so as not to avoid Fuyao's lineage. Cut it off in my hands!"

Zhenren Zhao looked back at Yuntai Guan with some hesitation.

"Brother, what kind of person do you think this Guanlan is? Could it be the reincarnation of some Taoist master! You said that if I go back now, can Guanlan say something nice to me in front of Master Shi in the future, and make me a god?"

......

Wang Xuebin looked at the folding fan in his hand and sighed.

"Hey, take another job!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and took a cloud bed, placed it in the center of the courtyard, sat on it, and started the chapter on observing the sky. This time, what he visualized was no longer the picture of Tai Chi, but the picture of infinity hanging on the fan.

As soon as I did one practice, I felt that the real Qi seemed to come alive, full of spirituality, like an arm commanding.

This Wuji diagram is the core secret book of the Fuyao lineage. It is not passed on in words, but passed on by word of mouth. Wang Xuebin heard Zhao Zhenren mention it. This is the first time to practice it, and the effect is really extraordinary.

Originally, he could only fight three Huang Yaoshi, but now he can fight six!

In the courtyard, Wang Xuebin was still sitting on the cloud bed to exercise his kung fu, but there were two more collapsed big men in the back mountain. They wanted to occupy the Taoist temple by force and planned to use it as a foothold. Unfortunately, they met Wang Xuebin.

There were a lot of people who came these two days, but most of them left after hearing Wang Guanlan's name, and some people who didn't know his name could leave sensiblely after being beaten up by him.

Until I met two idiots, simple-minded and stubborn, who insisted on occupying the Yuntai Temple as a foothold, and they still didn't repent after being beaten up.

Helpless, Wang Xuebin could only abolish the martial arts of the two of them, and set aside the acupuncture points.

He doesn't think it's a cute expression for old men to be silly, and they're not little girls, so why are they so cute!

Regardless of whether you are genuine or fake, martial arts will be abolished.

Now the foot of the mountain is full of people, there are countless people from the Song Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty, Dali, and the Western Regions. The various forces are intertwined and mixed, forming a delicate balance.

For the time being, no one made a move in advance, and the atmosphere was suppressed like this, waiting until the moment when the gunpowder exploded.