Fish swimming around the world

But from just now, Jiang Fan discovered that although the Taoist temple's reception standards were very high, it was all in the name of receiving the regent of Qin. There was nothing special about it, and it didn't look like it was welcoming Taoist disciples at all.

Gu Qingshan is still teasing you. It seems that not many people know your identity. You even said that you might not be able to borrow someone else. In short, you are just making fun of you.

Although Jiang Fan annoyed him and muttered, he was not surprised. Although the Wuliang Dao Sect was the leader of the Dao sects in the world, how many people had seen Tianjizi? How many people have seen Tian Xuanzi? Not to mention that until he was a new generation who had just started, he doubted whether anyone in the Taoist sect knew about him except his master and uncle.

In fact, he didn't even try to borrow someone, let alone reveal his identity, but he really wanted to see these four weird Taoist temples. Because I had a vague feeling that it might have something to do with the Fat Master. When Tianjizi faced off against Xiaocui, the infinite Taoism of mountains and rivers started from the four images and ended with the ether. Is there any connection between the four names of these four Taoist temples...

It wasn't until he came to this small courtyard that Jiang Fan felt that something was unusual. Because there was clearly no door outside the courtyard, the old guide actually led him through the wall and came here. Obviously, this is a strange formation.

However, the old Taoist priest did not allow Gu Qingshan to enter. After sending Jiang Fan in, he did not stop. He turned around and went out to ask Gu Qingshan, who was poking his head to get in, to leave with him. Faced with Mr. Gu's strong request, the old Taoist just He bowed his head deeply and greeted him with a very polite smile.

Mr. Gu was very dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to follow the old Taoist priest step by step.

The small courtyard is very clean and the layout is simple and simple. There is only one person in it, an old Taoist priest with long and neat white hair and an immortal demeanor.

Seeing Jiang Fan, he slowly stood up and bowed his head deeply: "Tai Chi Temple, Yi Chenzi, I have seen Daozi..."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became a little strange: "Shouldn't it be the regent?"

The old white-haired Taoist stood up and stroked his beard and smiled: "I am a poor Taoist, I am an alchemy boy under the Taoist Master Tianjizi. Seeing the face of Taoist Master Tianjizi, I should meet you with the great courtesy of the Taoist sect."

Jiang Fan was stunned, alchemy Taoist boy? Is this veteran probably no more than a hundred years old? He's actually the fat master's alchemy boy?

The huge contrast left Jiang Fan speechless for a moment.

The old white-haired Taoist was very respectful. After inviting him to sit down, he slowly said, "Does Taozi feel surprised?"

Jiang Fan scratched his head: "Taoist Master... this is not just an accident. I heard that there are only two people in Wuliang Taoist Sect..."

The old white-haired Taoist smiled and said: "It is indeed true. The Wuliang Taoist Sect only has two people, Taoist Master and Tianxuanzi Taoist Master. Taoist disciples should not be surprised. The four poor Taoists are just Taoist boys and are not official disciples."

Taoist boy...Jiang Fan was speechless in his heart. A Taoist boy at such an old age...

Suddenly I remembered that the master was over two hundred years old. Apart from being awkward, it was not surprising at all.

"Jiang Fan, my descendant, has met Taoist Master Yichenzi." Jiang Fan also performed a Taoist ceremony.

But Chenzi panicked: "No, no, Taoist disciple has a noble status, how can he salute a Taoist boy? Life can't bear it, life can't bear it..."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "The seniors are older and the juniors are younger, so they should perform the courtesy of juniors."

Although Yichenzi was happy, he kept retreating and did not dare to pay a courtesy to Jiang Fan no matter what.

"How can there be no rules for the Wuliang Dao Sect to lead the Taoist sects in the world? The Taoist disciples are the ancestors of poor Taoists in terms of seniority. This must not be done. Otherwise, how can the old Taoists dare to face the Taoist disciples in the world..."

Rules, Jiang Fan is already hesitating. The rules of Wuliang Dao Sect have been set on fire by Fat Master and Uncle Master, and you still talk to me about the rules.

But Yichenzi insisted not to dare, so Jiang Fan had no choice but not to force it. However, he still insists on calling him Taoist Master. Facing such an old Taoist, Jiang Fan is really embarrassed to call himself a senior Taoist. Yichenzi couldn't resist, so he finally reluctantly agreed.

"Taoist Master Yichen..." Jiang Fan looked at him and said, "Master, did you mention me?"

Yichenzi nodded slightly: "We, the four Dao boys, are aware of it, but not necessarily those from other Dao sects."

Jiang Fan's heart moved: "The Taoist priest has been talking about the four Taoist boys. Jiang boldly guessed that it was those three Taoist temples..."

"We are both Taoist boys under the Taoist throne. Now the four of us are supported by the Taoist and are appointed as the masters of the four temples in Yangdu."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, feeling secretly shocked. Tai Chi, Liang Yi, San Cai, Si Xiang, the four most famous Taoist temples in Da Qin are actually led by Taoist boys under the master... This is really strange...

Yichenzi continued: "Pindao is the eldest among the four. He spent one hundred and seventy years in vain and became the senior disciple among the outer disciples..."

Pfft—Jiang Fan almost spit out the tea he just took a sip of. Everyone was confused.

It took me a while to recover, and it turned out to be true, Master Fatty. Your old Taoist boy is almost as old as the fisherman...

"Then I dare to ask the other three, how to call them, how long will they live?"

Yichenzi said: "The second junior brother, Yi Qingzi, is a pure-clothed boy. I remember that they are both one hundred and sixty, but their birthdays are the same. It's a little later in the month. The fourth junior brother, Yiyouzi, is a young boy, only one hundred and fifty-five years old."

Jiang Fan was really speechless. The fire boy probably chops wood to make fire. The cleaning boy, Bao Buqi, is responsible for cleaning. And the tea boy, hehe, steady cook.

It seems that Master, your life is not too rough. You have at least four Taoist boys to wait on you.

"Dare I ask... are there any other outer disciples in our sect?"

Yichenzi was stunned for a moment, "If we talk about the outer sect...all Taoist disciples in the world..."

Jiang Fan:......

"I mean, within this sect?"

Yichenzi said: "There are two more people, Taoist boys under the throne of Tianxuanzi, one Mengzi, one Jiezi, and there is no one left."

Nine in total, including myself. There are only three members of the sect, and the other six are all non-staff. It is probably the smallest sect in the world.

But looking at this situation, although the sect is short of people, the surroundings are unfathomable.

It's also my fault that I didn't ask. Only today do I know what's going on with my sect.

Yichenzi is a kind person, but he seems to be a little slow-tempered, and his words and deeds are slow and slow.

"I wonder what your orders are when you come today?" Yichenzi poured a cup of tea and said.

Jiang Fan coughed and said, "Nothing happened. I came here with my family for a spring outing."

Yichenzi said: "So, that way is so fun..."

Jiang Fan:?

You see, this old man is really innocent. If you have any questions, you should just tell him directly. The other person doesn't seem to be very sophisticated -

Since they are all members of his own family, Jiang Fan thought for a while and said directly: "In fact, there is indeed something that I would like to ask some powerful Taoists to help..."

"Good, that's what Taozi ordered."

Yichenzi responded.