Master Guoshi's rebirth daily

Jiang Yizhi directly brought Chang Gu Po back to the Guanting villa area in Zijun.

The car drove slowly to the big iron gate at the east corner, right in front of it, a group of patrolling security guards specially arranged by Yang Jianguo were confronting a group of young and old in blue or blue robes.

"Sorry, old man, our management regulations here are relatively strict. We can't let you in without a phone call or advance notice from the owner. Otherwise, we will lose this job." The security guard explained conscientiously while being vigilant. Beware of this horde of oddly dressed people.

The leader, Xuan Xuzi, pinched his gray beard, turned around, and slapped Han Zhifei on the head, "Look at the good things you did, but you didn't even remember your senior's phone number."

Han Zhifei held his head and looked aggrieved.It's not a question of whether he remembers it or not. The key is that the senior didn't tell him his mobile phone number at all. He was so stunned at the time, how could he think of so much.

He said: "I heard that senior and Yang Jianguo of Yang's real estate are very close. How about I call Wang Changzhi of the Secret Service and ask him to help check?"

Xuan Xuzi blew his beard and stared at him, "Hurry up."

"Oh——" Han Zhifei hurriedly took out a brand new mobile phone from the inner pocket of his gown, and was about to turn it on, when the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the person who opened the door and got off the car not far away. He ran to his side twice, cupped his hands, and shouted: "Senior——"

Jiang Yizhi looked up at the group of old and young people behind Han Zhifei. Although he didn't show it on his face, there was a smile that couldn't be concealed in his eyes.

Immediately reacting, Xuan Xuzi followed behind Han Zhifei, feeling Jiang Yizhi's aura that was exactly the same as his own and even a little bit stronger, his eyes flashed, and he cupped his hands and said, "Senior."

Han Zhifei, who was on the side, came back to his senses, and quickly pulled his body to make way for his ancestor and other elders of the sect, and introduced to Jiang Yizhi: "Senior, this is the current head of the Taiyuan sect, my ancestor Xuanxuzi."

Jiang Yizhi looked at Xuan Xuzi for a while, and then said: "It's not convenient to talk here, come in with me!"

While they were talking, the security guards on the side had already pushed open the big iron gate.

A group of people followed behind Jiang Yizhi, together with Mrs. Chang Gu, carrying things and walked in mightily.

Jiang's family had never received so many guests before. Fortunately, with the help of Mrs. Du, they barely had enough tea.

Xuan Xuzi took a sip of the tea, his eyes were full of astonishment as he entered the tea, he held the teacup and sniffed it carefully, and after a while he said: "Good tea."

Immediately, his face was full of surprises, and the attention of the Taiyuan Sect members who kept looking around was drawn back.

I only saw him stroking his beard, pondering and asking: "I see that the kung fu in senior's body is exactly the same as my Taiyuan sect. So I dare to ask senior, which ancestor expert did you learn from?"

Jiang Yizhi put the teacup in his hand back on the tea table, closed his eyes, paused for a long time before opening his eyes and said: "I do have a close relationship with Taiyuanmen. Born in three years."

"Jingding for three years?"

The old Taoist who was sitting next to Xuanxuzi took a deep breath, and another white-haired female Taoist nun stabbed him immediately.

The old man subconsciously turned his head and met the scorching gaze. With a dry throat, he said to Jiang Yizhi: "If I remember correctly, Jing Ding should be the title of Lizong in the Southern Song Dynasty, and it has been more than [-] years ago. year?" So are you kidding, or are you kidding?

Jiang Yizhi glanced at him, smiling mysteriously.

Xuanxuzi, whose IQ was barely above the line, stroked his beard.

First of all, Senior Renjiang's strength is enough to crush all Taiyuan sect members present.

Secondly, although the Taiyuan Sect has nearly 500 years of sect inheritance, it can be said that the background is profound, and it is also well-known in the magician world.Just looking at the dragon tortoise and queen bee on the bright side in this villa, as well as its underground treasure cave, he dare not lick his face and say that it can compare with the tens of thousands of treasures of Taiyuanmen.

Furthermore, how could the Taiyuan Sect have such a big face, so that Senior Jiang would not hesitate to take out priceless treasures such as Yangqi Pill and Zizhu, just for the sake of a deep relationship, and then took the opportunity to have a relationship with the Taiyuan Sect?

Do not make jokes.

So in summary, Jiang Yizhi didn't need to lie to them at all.

After making this clear, Xuan Xuzi was also a little confused. He looked at Jiang Yizhi nervously: "If the senior Daoist name is Yizhi," he pinched his fingers and pondered for a long time: "It's hard to be a generation Is it the No. 90 third generation disciple of my Taiyuan Sect ancestor?"

Under Xuanxuzi's unblinking gaze, Jiang Yizhi nodded, and then said: "If the second-generation head of Taiyuanmen No. 90 you mentioned is Kong Mingzi, then that is gone."

Xuanxuzi didn't say anything, obviously acquiescing.

Sure enough, just as Jiang Yizhi thought, although the history here turned a corner at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, it was almost the same as Jiang Yizhi's world before that.

I only heard Jiang Yizhi continue to say: "If I guessed correctly, the head of my generation should be my second senior brother Gao Yuan, with the Daoist number one. Is that right?"

Xuanxuzi's eyelids drooped.

The inheritance of the Taiyuan Sect has always been to select successors from among the disciples of the head of each generation.So Jiang Yizhi's phrase "my second senior brother" implies that he is a disciple of the No. 90 second generation head of the Taiyuan Sect.If this is true, he should be the direct uncle of these people.

It's just that right now, the Taiyuan Sect has gone through wars, and many relevant records have been lost. Except for the names of the heads of the past dynasties, the names of other disciples, except for a few outstanding masters, have been passed down by word of mouth because of related deeds. , so it is preserved.Others, really can not check.

Therefore, Xuan Xuzi was not sure whether Jiang Yizhi's words were true.He paused, "Then, dare to ask senior, are you rejuvenated and reborn, or reincarnated and reborn with memories from your previous life?"

The surrounding Taiyuan Sect people immediately pricked up their ears.

But Jiang Yizhi shook his head: "When I came back to life, the soul of this body had passed away, so it was not considered a loss, let alone a reincarnation."

"That's reincarnation?" Xuanxuzi said silently, but it's the first time that a person from hundreds of years ago is reincarnated into a modern person.

It's just that these were not what Xuanxuzi was most troubled with, he turned to look at the elders beside him.

Here, do you want to recognize your ancestors?Xuanxuzi blinked.

Let's admit it, Senior Renjiang doesn't need to lie to us, it's [-]% true.The old nun blinked.

Admit it, thinking of adding an ancestor of my Taiyuanmen to the group of Maoshan guys, I think I should admit it.The old man blinked.

Admit it, we have accepted the meeting gift, do you want to spit it out, master?Han Zhifei blinked.

Xuanxuzi glared at Han Zhifei fiercely, and go away, junior, you have no place to talk here.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yizhi who looked calm.Turning his mind, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed that the Taiyuanmen had been under the influence of Jiang Yizhi.

Thinking about it this way, Xuan Xuzi stood up from the sofa, raised his robe and knelt down on the ground with a plop, bowed his head and said: "Xuan Xuzi, the 120th generation head of the Taiyuan Sect, I have met my uncle!"

As he said, Xuanxuzi performed three kneeling and nine kowtows to Jiang Yi, and Madam Du's eyes shrank slightly, and she immediately came over with a cup of tea and handed it to Xuanxuzi.

Xuan Xuzi took the tea, put it in his hand, held it high and said: "Master Uncle, please use the tea."

Jiang Yizhi took it, took a sip, and put it aside.Then he took out a jade pendant from his dantian, and said: "This jade pendant is a copy of the one worn by my master back then. Logically speaking, it should also be a token of the head of the Taiyuan Sect. From my point of view You didn’t wear it on your body. I guess it was lost during the war. After I came back to life, I re-carved one, but my ability is limited now, so I only carved a few small formations on it. Originally, I just wanted to keep it by my side and make a thought. I want to. Now I give it to you-"

This is what Jiang Yizhi swallowed three qi nourishing pills in a row.

Xuanxuzi looked at the purple light flowing in front of him, and the crystal clear jade pendant was a little dazzled.

Jiang Yizhi helped him up, bent down, and tied the jade pendant around his waist.

"Brother..." Seeing Xuan Xuzi's dazed look, the old man called him softly.

"Ah." Only then did Xuanxuzi come back to his senses, the corner of his mouth trembling: "Thank you, Master Uncle."

After speaking, he quickly withdrew to the side to make room for the old Taoist.

"My junior, Xuan Kongzi, the 120th generation disciple of the Taiyuan Sect, has met my uncle."

He also suffered three kneelings and nine knocks, and drank meeting tea.

What Jiang Yizhi gave was different.For example, the elders who were in the same generation as Xuanxuzi mostly gave some pills for nourishing energy and protecting the body and a small stack of talisman papers; in the generation of Xuanxuzi's apprentice, the above things were reduced by four layers as appropriate.In the end, Han Zhifei and his generation were each given a bone-washing pill and a full set of ghost-suppressing charms.

These meeting gifts almost emptied Jiang Yizhi's inventory.

The further back, the more embarrassing Xuanxuzi and the others felt.Compared with the meeting gifts given by Jiang Yizhi, the "on the table" gifts that they managed to come up with before seemed to be less eye-catching.

I finished worshiping my ancestors.

Jiang Yizhi took out a thick stack of notebooks from the study, handed them to Xuan Xuzi, and said: "These were originally some cultivation methods in my sect at that time, I don't know what happened until now, you guys How much is left there. So I wrote down some of the things I remembered, and some of them were my own insights during practice, and I wrote them together. These exercises are not advanced, but they are very suitable for you to practice. but."

"This...this——" Xuanxuzi flipped a page casually, looking at a series of words on the catalog, such as chapters on talisman seals, chapters on swordsmanship, and chapters on controlling ghosts, his mouth trembled and his whole body trembled.

I heard Jiang Yizhi say again: "One more thing, the Jiang family where my body is located, the ancestors are also from the sorcerer world. There is a large peach grove in the house, you send a few people to see it, you might as well cooperate with them, Let them provide mahogany exclusively to Taiyuanmen."

Xuanxuzi's eyes became brighter, he couldn't understand Jiang Yizhi's meaning, he hurriedly said: "Uncle Master, don't worry, as long as my Taiyuan Sect exists, we will protect Jiang's family for a day."

"That's good." Jiang Yizhi nodded.

The author has something to say: Regarding the identity of master uncle, the word ancestral in ancient times, in a broad sense, refers to all male ancestors above the father's generation. After all, Jiang Yizhi has so many generations, the stupid author can't think of other suitable titles, so he used this .