I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

They turned around and looked when they heard the sound.

I saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robes walking towards me with a faint smile on his face.

Wen Bin and Meng Dong bowed immediately when they saw him.

"I've met the Taoist priest."

Shou Yuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need to be polite. What trouble have you encountered?"

Today, Shouyuan and Shouqing have grown from young children into middle-aged men, and are the backbone of Fuzhen Temple.

Wen Bin saw that Shouyuan had a long aura and his eyes were shining, and he must be a master, so he said immediately.

"To be honest with you, Taoist priest, my two brothers have long heard of the great name of Fuzhen Temple. We came here to visit a senior and hope to become his disciple!" Meng Dong was a little stunned by his elder brother's words.

Is it so direct?

He thought he should first chat with the Taoist priest to get closer to him, and then find an opportunity to speak up and see if he knew the senior.

After all, there are countless warriors who come to Fuzhen Temple to learn martial arts every year, and those who want to become disciples are even more numerous.

But I didn’t expect Wenbin to go straight to the point.

Shouyuan was stunned when he heard this, then chuckled.

"Do you know the name of that senior?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two of them were immediately stumped.

At that time, Yan Xiu was high up in the sky, and the two of them could not see his face clearly.

Meng Dong suddenly moved and said quickly: "That senior is good at using swords. When we first met him, he killed a monster with his sword skills!"

After listening to this, Shouyuan looked thoughtful.

"There are quite a few people who use swords in Fuzhen Temple. It may be difficult to find them if it is so general."

"Besides this, are there any other characteristics? For example, age and appearance."

Meng Dong lowered his head and thought about it, then said with some regret: "The senior was standing in mid-air at that time, and we could only get a glimpse of him."

"In terms of age, he might be a little older than us, but as for his appearance, I can't tell."

Shouyuan searched his mind based on these characteristics and finally shook his head.

"What you said doesn't quite match the disciples in my temple. Could it be that you saw it wrong?"

Meng Dong swore confidently: "I can't be wrong! That senior is wearing a green Taoist robe, he must be from Fuzhen Temple!"

Wen Bin also agreed, "Although I have never seen the senior's appearance, I am sure that he is wearing a blue shirt."

When Shouyuan heard the man in blue shirt, he suddenly paused.

Could it be that the person they saw was my senior brother?

Thinking of this, Shouyuan added something else.

Meng Dong couldn't help nodding when he saw Shouyuan's description was so clear.

"That's right, what the Taoist said is absolutely correct. Have you met that senior?"

Shouyuan smiled bitterly, pointed to the mountain top shrouded in clouds and mist, and said.

"The senior you are talking about is Dao Zun."

As soon as these words came out, the two people's minds suddenly exploded.

Taoist Master?

We actually met the Taoist Master?

That senior turned out to be the legendary Taoist Immortal?

The two brothers pinched each other's cheeks until they turned red, their faces full of disbelief.

Shouyuan chuckled at the situation and brought the two back to reality.

"My senior brother has only accepted three disciples so far. If you two want to worship Dao Zun as your master, I'm afraid you don't have the fate to do so."

Everyone knows that what a master values ​​most when accepting disciples is fate.

Even if you have a rare physique and talent, you cannot become a disciple of the Taoist master if you have no chance.

Wenbin's heart suddenly moved when he heard Shouyuan's words.

Senior brother?

This Taoist priest’s senior brother is actually the Taoist Master?

Although they cannot become Dao Zun's disciples, it seems like it would be nice to become Dao Zun's junior brother's tutelage.

Wenbin immediately pulled Mengdong to his knees, with a sincere expression and burning eyes, hoping that Shouyuan would accept them as disciples.

Today, Shou Yuan has become a martial artist at the Tian Yuan realm and is considered a senior in the martial arts world.

He also saw that Wen Bin and Meng Dong both had extraordinary talents and were a rare piece of uncut jade. After a little polishing, it would be no problem for them to achieve the Tianyuan realm.

Shouyuan thought for a moment and gave the answer.

"I think you two are very talented, and I think you are also good candidates for martial arts training."

"Today I will make an exception and accept you two into Fuzhen Temple. Are you willing?"

The two young men were overjoyed when they heard this and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Thank you so much, Tao Changcheng!"

Shouyuan helped the two men up and led them to register.

...

In the courtyard.

Yan Xiu used the Five Elements Technique to draw the earth's fire, which turned into a fire dragon that spewed out red and blue tongues of fire.

A man-sized stove stood in the center of the courtyard, surrounded by blazing flames.

Yan Xiu flicked his fingers gently, sending one spell after another into the flames. Bursts of dull metallic collision sounds emanated from the furnace.

After an incense stick of time, Yan Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up and he pointed.

Suddenly, the furnace exploded, and three rays of divine light emerged from the dust and shot out in all directions.

"Want to escape?"

Yan Xiu raised his eyebrows, and grabbed the air with his slender five fingers, generating a powerful gravitational force.

Immediately, the three divine lights flew back into Yan Xiu's hands.

The divine light faded away, revealing its original form.

A piece of scale armor, a long whip, and three small and one large blades.

After Yan Xiu put away the things, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Qing'er, come to your place as Master."

Qing'er, who was practicing in the temple, opened her eyes when she heard her master's voice.

Soon, Qing'er came to the courtyard.

"Qing'er greets Master."

Yan Xiu nodded slightly and asked, "How is your practice going recently? Have you made any progress?"

Qing'er smiled sweetly when she heard this, raised her hands and said, "Report to Master! Qing'er is now at the peak of the Transformation Realm, and will be able to break through to the Innate Realm in less than half a month!"

Yan Xiu laughed and rubbed Qing'er's head.

Then he waved his sleeves, and the three treasures appeared on the table, and Qing'er's attention was instantly attracted.

"Master, is this for Qing'er?"

Yan Xiu nodded and said, "Yes, our Qing'er will soon become a great master of the Xiantian realm. How can she not have some treasures with her?"

After that, he introduced these three treasures.

"Dragon scale soft armor, even if a divine weapon with a sharp blade that can cut through iron like mud falls on it, it will only leave a white spot."

"This is called the Dragon Tendon Spirit Snake Whip. It can be extended and retracted freely and is extremely agile."

"The last one is the Shadow Breaking Mother Blade. The sub-blade is for attack, while the mother blade is for defense. It follows you like a shadow and is as fast as lightning. It can break the strongest armor in the world."

Qing'er's eyes sparkled with excitement as she stared at the three treasures intently.

At this time, Qing'er suddenly turned around, holding the dragon scale soft armor in her left hand and the Broken Shadow Mother Blade in her right hand and asked.

"Master, who is more powerful when using the Shadow-Breaking Mother Blade to attack the Dragon Scale Soft Armor?"

Yan Xiu was stunned by the question and slapped Qing'er on the head.

"I think you are deliberately trying to undermine Master, right?"

Qing'er squatted on the ground, covering her head with her hands, looking pitiful with tears in her eyes.

“I’m just curious.”