Chapter 581 Yu Mako

Entering the house, there is a statue with six large characters written on the beam above the statue's head. (Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun)

Li Feifan was in awe when he saw this incomparably solemn statue.

Wang Canghai said to Li Feifan.

"This is my ancestor of Taoism, Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Li Feifan stepped forward, lit three incense sticks, knelt down in front of the statue, bowed three times, and then put the incense into the incense burner.

At this time, an old voice came from the left side of the room.

"Little friend is indeed a wise person, neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither angry nor sympathetic. It is really rare to have such a disposition at such an age!"

Hearing this, Li Feifan looked at Wang Canghai and asked suspiciously.

"This is?"

Wang Canghai smiled, waved to Li Feifan and said.

"Extraordinary, come with me!"

Li Fanfan followed Wang Canghai through the incense table, through a wall, and then into another room.

When I entered the house, I saw a skinny old man sitting inside.

The old man's white hair hangs loose, and his silver-white long beard hangs in front of his heart. On his face, his cheekbones are prominent, his cheeks are sunken, and his wrinkled skin has many birthday spots.

After seeing this person, Li Feifan concluded that the old man should be no less than a hundred years old.

While Li Feifan was looking at the old man sitting on the futon in front of him.

The old man who closed his eyes slowly opened his eyes, without any expression on his face, and said to Li Feifan.

"Benefactor Li, please sit down!"

Li Feifan pulled Mu Ziyue and sat aside.

At this moment, Wang Canghai closed the door silently and backed out.

Looking at Li Feifan's mummified body with cloudy eyes, the old man nodded again.

Li Feifan and Mu Ziyue frowned in fright.

I'm really afraid that the old man in front of me will shake his head when he nods.

Li Feifan spoke first.

"May I ask what the old man's name is?"

Hearing Li Feifan's words, the old man turned his eyes away from Li Feifan's body, and looked at a portrait on the opposite wall. An old voice sounded slowly.

"The poor Taoist Dharma name is Yu Daozi, and he has practiced in Feiyunguan for a full 100 years."

Li Feifan and Mu Ziyue were stunned. He has practiced for 100 years, so how old is he this year? Even if he has been practicing since he landed, he will be [-] years old this year!

Yu Daozi obviously felt the doubts of Li Feifan and his mother and son, and spoke again slowly.

"Pindao is 110 years old this year, and he came to this Taoist temple at the age of 15"

The two were still surprised when they heard that the Yu Daozi in front of them was 110 years old.

However, the two did not speak, but waited for Yu Daozi to continue.

Sure enough, Yu Daozi stared at the painting on the wall and continued.

"Back then, I was still a little Taoist boy in Shangshan. Later, because the master became the master of the temple, my brothers and I became the objects of the master's training. Because of my outstanding talent, I was secretly recruited by the master as a closed disciple. Only then did I know that Feiyun consistent origin."

Li Feifan heard the old man's narration and knew that he wanted to start the talk with him from the beginning.He didn't show any impatience, but listened to the old man's speech with a solemn face.

Mu Ziyue next to him was next to Li Feifan, holding his arm and listening intently.

Yu Zhenzi didn't look at the two of them, but neither of them escaped his eyes. There was no expression on his face, but he was amazed in his heart. This young man really has an extraordinary heart and can accomplish great things!

Yu Mako thought of this and continued to speak.

"That year when Master accepted me as a closed disciple, I didn't know the origin of Feiyunguan. More than 1000 years ago, after the Tianmo sect attacked the heavenly court, it was defeated and fell into the mortal world. When the passage between the heavenly palace and the mortal world was about to be sealed, our Taoists The patriarch Yuanshi Tianzun passed down a Taoist secret technique. The second secret technique can break the Yangshu of the Demon Sect. After waiting for the reincarnation of the physical body to become an adult, the Yang-returning technique is manifested at this time, and every time the Yang is returned, one's skill will be greatly increased."

Li Feifan nodded when he heard this. It is indeed the case. He remembers that the man in black who was chased and killed by him in his previous life told me that at the beginning.

At this time, Yu Zhenzi's eyes flashed brightly and continued.

"And the secret technique handed down by our ancestor is called Xiantian Divine Art, which is designed to deal with the Heavenly Demon Sect's Sun Returning Art, but in the past thousands of years, there has only been one person who has practiced Xiantian Divine Art in Feiyun Temple."

"300 years ago, there appeared a proud son of heaven in our Feiyun Temple, named Taoist Xuancheng. At that time, this master master learned the five-success power of innate magic arts. At that time, the people from the Tianmo sect who killed him ran around. The Heavenly Demon Sect was destroyed only because the first ancestor fell in love with a woman from the Heavenly Demon Sect and was poisoned by her."

Li Feifan frowned. People who learn Taoism are also unclean. They are already invincible and fall in love with women. If the six roots are clean, there will not be so many troubles now.

Yu Zhenzi hesitated for a moment and continued.

"After 200 years, it was handed down to my master, and my master's aptitude was average and he didn't learn innate magic, so my master asked me to learn it, but I learned two levels. These are the two levels. I killed my senior brother. !"

After saying this, pain appeared on Yu Zhenzi's face. Looking at the painting on the wall, her body trembled slightly, and her snow-white beard trembled on her chest.

Only then did Li Feifan follow Yu Zhenzi's gaze to look at the painting on the wall.

There are a total of seven people in this painting, all dressed as Taoist priests, and the age of the people in the painting was only in their 20s at the time.

Yu Zhenzi calmed down a little, and continued to speak.

"When I was 23 years old, I was so proud of the two layers of innate magic that I learned. I boasted in front of my brothers and sisters, saying that I would lead them down the mountain to kill the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect. The Heavenly Demon Sect was rampant and killed Innocent, we have long wanted to exterminate them, but after going out that time, in the end, I was the only one who came back."

After speaking, a few turbid tears left in Yu Mako's eyes, but Yu Mako didn't wipe them away, letting the tears fall on his beard.

Li Feifan felt sad when he heard this. This centenarian lost six brothers in an instant when he was young. One can imagine how he got here after so many years.

Li Feifan was looking at the paintings on the wall, looking at Yuzhenzi, and woke up instantly.

Pointing to the painting on the wall, he said in surprise.

"Old man, could it be that the people in this portrait are your seven senior brothers?"

Yu Zhenzi did not answer when he heard this, nor did he express anything.

Just staring blankly at the painting.

Li Feifan understood that the person in this painting was Yu Zhenzi's senior brother back then, and Yu Zhenzi had seen it for more than 80 years!
(End of this chapter)

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