Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

Sunrise early in the morning.

The first ray of sunlight appeared in the sky.

When the morning glow has not yet dissipated, and the sun is about to fall, this is the beginning of purple energy.

In the town, in a courtyard with two big white lanterns hanging.

In the hall of the courtyard, a small incense burner wafted from a small incense burner under the statue of the Patriarch on the altar.

Fragile incense and morning glow twine.

Under the statue of the patriarch, three figures worshiped on incense sticks.

The middle one is about 40 years old.

The Chinese character face, narrow and long eyebrows, flat nose and red phoenix eyes.

His face was ordinary, but there was a faint aura of calmness and prestige on his body.

There were two young men beside him.

One has sword eyebrows and star eyes, tough facial features, and looks so handsome.

The other one was much shorter, with a pot head on it, a wrinkled face, sluggish movements, and a slow bow.

With three bows.

The middle-aged man stood up and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.

He looked down the altar.

Under the altar, sat a little Taoist boy with his eyes closed.

About five or six years old, with a small body in a Taoist robe, leaning against the table leg, her pink face is extremely cute.

The middle-aged man looked solemn, flicked his sleeves, and raised his hands to his brows in the Tai Chi Yin Yang seal.

"Master, good morning."

After speaking, he bowed deeply to the little Taoist priest.

The two young men knelt directly on the ground, with Tai Chi Yin and Yang seals in their hands, but raised their heads above their heads and kowtowed respectfully.

"Master Uncle, good morning."

Under the altar, the little Taoist priest's pink nose moved, and he quietly opened his eyes.

"Lin Jiu, good morning to you too."

There was a hint of laziness in the immature voice.

"Thank you uncle." The middle-aged man kept bending to his knees, and took a step back before getting up.

As for those two young men.

The little Taoist Zhou Yun stretched his waist, propped his chin and showed an innocent smile.

Qiu Sheng with sword eyebrows and star eyes, wrinkled literary talent.

Six years ago, I traveled to this world, and when I opened my eyes, I was hugged by an old man.

The old man called himself Mao Zhen, and his identity was the first mountain lord of Maoshan.

After retiring from office for many years, he could not break through the closed door. On the eve of his death, his mind was touched, and he went down the mountain with a thought.

In the end, I found myself under a tree, and figured out that there was a relationship between master and apprentice.

But sitting down is imminent, and it's too late to even go back to Maoshan.

The old man found a Maoshan disciple nearby, and fostered himself in his home.

Verbally accepted himself as a disciple, and left a word "cloud" as his Taoist name.

Immediately before he had time to ask a few more words, he sat down on the spot.

And the person who was ordered was Lin Jiu, who was known as Uncle Jiu by people in the Jianghu, and he had two disciples under his sect.

One is Qiusheng and the other is Wencai.

Even after six years, looking at these three faces every day still made Zhou Yun a little dazed.

Six years ago, I was an Internet author who rushed to the street.

I didn't make any money, the only thing I like is to look at eating peaches, and listen to that sentence: it's so cool.

But suddenly his eyes went dark.

It is estimated that the current world news could not come so fast, and with a snap, opening his eyes has changed the world.

"Two good grandchildren, get up."

Zhou Yun came back to his senses and said slowly.

"Thank you, Master Uncle." The two got up quickly.

Qiu Sheng patted his trouser legs, looked up angry, and looked at Zhou Yun with a smile and a hint of respect.

The respect is Zhou Yun's seniority, and the smile is the love for Zhou Yun, after all, he watched him grow up with his own eyes.

And what kind of mind can a six-year-old doll have? Who wouldn't like her looking so pink and tender.

Wen Cai's eyeballs were rolling, and his face was a little upset. Although he didn't speak, he patted his trouser legs with extra force.

Worshiping the ancestors is part of the morning class, followed by Qiusheng and Wencai practicing Taoism with Lin Jiu.

Naturally, Zhou Yun didn't need to learn, after all, his seniority was still young.

It's still just a child~.

"Lin Jiu, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to catch up on sleep." Zhou Yun's crisp voice sounded.

"Okay, uncle."

Facing the child Zhou Yun, Lin Jiu not only showed no disrespect on his face, but nodded and bowed hastily to answer.

"Call me after dinner." Zhou Yun stood up slowly holding his Taoist robe.

When he turned around, he let out a breath of fresh air from his nostrils, and voices came from his ears.

"Ding: Absorb purple energy, Taoism +1."

"Ding: Teach disciples and grandchildren, Taoism +1."

"Ding: Breathe air, Dao Xing +1."

……

A series of sounds kept ringing.

A mysterious system appeared in Zhou Yun's mind when he first traveled over six years ago.

A word "Tao" appeared in my mind.

As the name suggests, what is Tao?

Everything in the world is Tao.

It's illusory, but it's everywhere, just like Zhou Yun's six years of walking, dozing off, and even breathing, all of which are enlightenment.

Raising his hand, a mysterious light appeared in front of his eyes.

"User: Zhou Yun."

"Cultivation base: Celestial Master is perfect."

"Tao Xing: 1000 years."

"Gongfa: Maoshan Heart Method (Entry Level)"

"Supernatural powers: six supernatural powers."

"Mall: not open."

"Mission: Not active."

……

After scanning the panel at a glance, Zhou Yun pinched his brows.

Normally speaking, the golden fingers necessary for traversers are generally absolutely powerful.

A bound pig can be sent to heaven.

Of course, my own system is not bad either.

But how should I put it, it seems that it has not been fully opened.

Traveling back six years ago, although Zhou Yun was a baby, his body had the mind of an adult.

When crossing over and under the tree.

The system rewarded itself: Innate Dao Body.

Give yourself to Lin Jiushi before the old man dies.

The system rewarded itself: six supernatural powers.

The full moon rewards a hundred years of Taoism.

Walking on the ground for the first time rewards a hundred years of Taoism.

The first time you speak, you will be rewarded with a hundred years of Taoism.

The higher the Tao and the higher, the higher the level and the higher the realm will naturally increase.

It wasn't until two years ago that he became a celestial master.

Daoxing soared to the limit of a thousand years.

The system panel has not changed.

The system has almost no sense of presence, except for the sound that increases every day.

Accustomed to glancing at the panel, Zhou Yun walked into the room dragging his Taoist robe and climbed onto the bed, swinging his short legs to shake off his boots.

Lie on the bed and catch up on sleep.

Until the afternoon, two footsteps came from far and near.

"Qiu Sheng, Uncle Simu is coming this afternoon. This time, Uncle must tell us the story of the sex drive with corpses." Wen Cai's excited voice sounded.

"Master doesn't want to listen. Last time I interrupted my uncle's words with a black face." Qiu Sheng was a little depressed.

"Let's ask the uncle to dismiss the master. The uncle will talk loudly when he drinks. When the time comes, let him drink some wine, and he will say it himself."

Wen Cai's voice was a little excited.

"Anyway, it's like this every time. I remember my uncle secretly rubbing his thighs before he even started talking about this erotic talk about corpses."

"Isn't that bad?" Qiu Sheng's voice also had a hint of excitement.

"Listen to me, anyway, the master listens to the words of the master uncle the most. Hey, the old man is afraid of a child."

Wencai's voice is carefree.

"As for Master Uncle, he knows how to die for a brat, just coax him!"

Outside the door, it was Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhou Yun had a smile on Fendudu's face.

"These two boys are itching again, especially Wencai, who loves to play and plays too much stupidly."

When I was about to continue sleeping.

"Ding: The system is recovering..."

Zhou Yun's smile froze for a moment, and he sat up straight away.

Are the days of salted fish over?