Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan almost complained, is he his biological father?

Well...not exactly...

The second prince said matter-of-factly: "Besides, your talents and knowledge are unparalleled in ancient times and today. Your craftsmanship, poetry, and military skills are all astonishing to the world. Even the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures have never been seen before. Uncle, I really have to doubt it."

Jiang Fan had no choice but to shake his head in his mind. He had copied too many...

Suddenly he was stunned, art of war, Taoism? This is all secret...

The second prince still looked like he could see through people's hearts: "Don't be so surprised. There is no airtight wall in the world. "The Art of War" and "On War" are both written by you. This matter is no longer a secret among many high-level officials, but my uncle didn't expect it. "The Book of Changes actually came from you. How can there be so many hidden powers in the world that no one has heard of?"

Jiang Fan was shocked. The art of war and the theory of war cannot be concealed for a long time, but only the Fat Master and the Thin Master Uncle knew about the Book of Changes.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and his eyes turned to the great monk in disbelief.

Seeing his expression, the great monk sighed: "It is said that Your Highness has an extremely flexible mind, and it is true. Yes, the news came from my brother Zhang Youdao. And my brother's fellow junior..."

Huitong, Huitong who realized Taoism in the back mountain, was the one who took action when Ziyang Sect attacked the mountain. This man and Uncle Tianxuanzi were brothers.

Damn it, you can't keep a secret under the sun, and information can be sent wherever there are people.

"Taozi..." the second prince clicked his tongue: "You are the only successor of Wuliang Dao Sect, how many secrets do you have hidden in your body?"

Jiang Fan opened his mouth: "My nephew would like to know how much you know."

"Ah, not much, not much." The second prince pinched his chin and looked up at the sky: "The three princes of the Great Qin Dynasty, the husband of the empress, the Taoist disciple, the King of Zhenxi of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the grandson of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Heavenly Fox of Paradise, and Wen Qiuyin Young Master..."

Isn’t that much? Jiang Fan was stunned: "I said, what else can I understand? How long ago did this Young Master Wenqiu Yin happen?"

The second prince waved his hand: "Teacher said it a long time ago. It seems that this time he has secured his position."

"Teacher?" Jiang Fan was stunned.

"Ah - my teacher, Old Master Yan."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Senior brother?"

The second prince waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I am registered, you are the intruder, and where Wen Qiu is, you have no brothers."

Jiang Fan was even more surprised. What did he say? He was not a disciple who had just closed his doors.

Seeing him in a daze, the second prince said: "No, don't you know? The others are all disciples. The Master has seventy-two disciples, but there is only one disciple. You are the only one who opens and closes the door, don't you know?"

I really don’t know!

After being confused for a while, Jiang Fan realized that he had confused the disciples with the disciples who had entered the house. The master was the same as the Wuliang Taoist Sect. He only had one root that was upright and red, and the rest were just disciples. No wonder the master said at that time , I was his only direct disciple, and I understood at the time that among all the disciples, I was the only one who had to teach him personally.

For a moment, I was filled with emotion.

The second prince also lamented that this boy had an incredible opportunity. Not to mention other things, he only had several masters, and they were all extremely powerful sages, including the Tomb of Xiangzhang of the Five Kingdoms, Tianjizi of the Wuliang Taoist Sect, and Master Yan, the sage of Wenqiu. He has such a small one, and he is his only disciple. There is only one bald seedling in three hectares of fertile land.

"Ahem..." Jiang Fan coughed twice: "This... I thought it was all a secret."

The second prince chuckled: "It's a secret, it's a secret, but Uncle Wei always feels that your secrets are more than that..."

Fortunately, he only knew so much. Jiang Fan didn't want to discuss it anymore and hurriedly said: "In that case, my uncle was thinking of meeting today..."

"I just said that Nanzong will only follow your lead until the world is unified." The second prince said directly.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but frown secretly. Unfortunately, I'm afraid that the unification of the world they thought was different from the route in his mind.

But in the face of Nanzong's excellent help, which was also a religious force that could not be avoided in the future, he knew that he should never refuse. He thought for a moment and then said without hesitation: "Then nephew is not welcome, dare to ask uncle What are the conditions?”

The second prince was stunned for a moment: "Conditions? No."

Jiang Fan was also stunned. He looked at him in disbelief and then at the great monk. The fat monk had something to say at the beginning, but why is it gone now that you are here?

The second prince tilted his head and thought for a while: "That's right. People who practice Buddhism have no greed, anger, delusion, desire or desire. In this case, what conditions do you need?"

Jiang Fan didn't know what to say for a moment.

The second prince showed his ability as a roundworm in other people's stomachs again: "Don't wonder, practicing Buddhism cannot just sit and meditate. Without being washed by the world of mortals, without experiencing the ups and downs of the human world, can you realize it and think nonsense? So, These things are Buddha cultivation in itself. You have enabled me to cultivate Buddhism, so what else is needed.”

He pointed at the great monk: "If he wants it, just give it to him."

The great monk shook his head and smiled, "Your Highness, you are indeed worthy of being born with enlightened Buddha nature."

Jiang Fan looked at the great monk blankly: "What do you want?"

The great monk said: "It will be good as before. When the world is in trouble, the poor monk will follow the second prince to practice."

The second prince seemed to be very excited: "That's good. Anyway, I don't have any other acquaintances. What do you think, how about we become walking monks? Like, oh, right, just like Master Xuanzang, let's walk around ”

Jiang Fan looked at his excitement and was a little speechless. Why were so many people he met so talkative? It was confusing.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business. Since my uncle is willing to help, and my nephew has something to do, I think those monk soldiers should also be used to practice..."

Just as he finished speaking, the second prince clapped his hands: "Okay, here you go."

With that said, he threw the unfinished finger-sized Buddha statue to Jiang Fan: "I don't have any military talisman, so I'll make do with this."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then looked down, and suddenly found that there was something different about the Buddha statue. The more he looked at it, the more he looked like the second prince himself.

Seeing that Jiang Fan's gaze became strange, the second prince grinned: "Father, I have been narcissistic since I was a child. Later I practiced Buddhism. I thought I was the Buddha, so I carved it in my own likeness. Isn’t he very handsome? Our family has nothing but good looks..."

Jiang Fan thought in his heart, this is narcissism, and then suddenly felt that this imperial uncle was a bit similar to himself, and he was a bit talkative at some point.

Of course, the experienced Mr. Jiang knew that he had to interrupt immediately and said quickly: "Then thank you uncle. How about asking Commander Zhao to lead the troops?"

At this moment, the great monk changed from his normal state and clasped his fists heavily while laughing loudly, with a bit of the wildness of a general on the battlefield: "Zhao Xutuo obeys the order."

The second prince waved his hand: "Don't ask me about the future. Tell my brother, I have done everything I have to do. Don't harass me all the time. Just make your own decisions."

Jiang Fan really couldn't figure out what was going on with this person, but he couldn't ask too many questions.

The great monk said: "I almost forgot, but I have something to tell you. That day, the poor monk was chasing people from the Western Regions and met a group of remnant soldiers fleeing to the west. Out of curiosity, the poor monk followed and found that there was a person who looked very familiar to him, who looked like the Qin State... …”