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Xiao Yichen and Mo Wentian's master's status in the Taoist sect has always been a mystery, including their master's name, and everyone, including the Taoist master, will call Venerable Qilin when they see it. The seniority of the two men has always been a mystery.

In Daomen, which is rich in 24 filial masters and famous sects who dote on apprentices, there are very few authentic disciples, not only few, but also the masters are more self-willed. Every time there is a meeting, Daoist looks at the empty chairs below, They will all have a sense of powerlessness that they should be ashamed of their master.

This really cannot be blamed for the ineffective leadership of Dao Zun. After all, the problem of the Taoist sect is that they are extremely fond of the talents of the disciples. It is more difficult to pick an apprentice than to pick a wife. To the moon, no matter what you say, there is only one word, okay, I can't wait to hold the whole world in front of my apprentice.

People who are obsessed with generational division like Venerable Qilin spared no effort to carry forward this tradition. The movement, watching Daoist can save a few steamed buns, secretly thought that it is fortunate that he has not confiscated his disciples, or that he has become a master. Will it be like this?

For this reason, Venerable Qilin's two apprentices have always been legendary existences in the Taoist sect. Their glorious achievements and degree of willfulness are truly unique.

If you say go back to the vulgar, you will go back to the vulgar, if you say you are missing, you will disappear, if you say that you will blow up the mountain, you will blow up the mountain. When these two apprentices confront each other, the whole Kunlun Mountain will tremble. .

Therefore, when Dao Zun saw Venerable Qilin appearing together with his two apprentices, he was completely disillusioned. Let me go, Venerable Qilin, his old man got rich, and black and white appeared together. I went back to the kitchen to have a look. Not alive.

Similarly, Xu Qingcheng who was sitting below was also disillusioned. May I ask what happened to the two people who looked exactly the same in the back.

Daomen's five-year Dafa Conference, people who come and go are top figures from various schools, including the presiding abbot of Hongguang Temple, the master of Confucianism, and the old senior who has retired from Taoism for an unknown period of time. activity.

Well, the most comprehensive group of people naturally does not include Venerable Qilin and those two disciples who have reached the realm of self-will.

Qilin glanced at Xiao Yichen, who was obviously thinking of doing nothing good, and cleared his throat: "Yichen, come to my room after a while."

"The disciple understands, it's just that the disciple still has some chores to do, and he may have to trouble the Daoist at night."

"This, small matter, let me tell you for you, Master."

Venerable Qilin's hesitation at that moment was not without reason. Xiao Yichen's actions were big or small, enough to annoy him for a year, but such a big scene, the Venerable's airs are still enough. Didn't you see Dao Zun's prudish white-haired old Taoist look serious?

The Daomen Wanfa Conference, the Fa Conference in the morning, is some highly respected Taoist priests standing in front of the Dharma altar and doing a bunch of things that others can't understand, and those who understand it are not interested. of.

After lunch at noon, the afternoon is the highlight. The Wanfa Conference is the only time when the main altar of the Taoist sect opens its doors. During these three days, it receives people from all walks of life who go up the mountain to seek Taoism. It is the Daoist people openly benefiting these people, and it is called the Ten Thousand Laws Conference. The popular explanation is to borrow free manpower and material resources to show how powerful the Daoist is, and to discover potential awesome people in the Daoist.

Xiao Yichen sat quietly behind Venerable Qilin. In fact, it didn't matter. What they cared most about was the ten thousand dharma theory held within the Taoist sect during the three days after the end of the ten thousand dharma meeting, that is, regardless of seniority or branch, An activity in which people gather together to discuss the Tao.

Competitive examinations, examinations, and examination-taking are the most invariable similarities among schools of thought in the world, and Taoism with a long history is no exception.

Xiao Yichen's reputation had spread as early as when he first joined the teacher's school, and he was not interested in some occasions of intrigue for fame and fortune. Normally, he would team up with his juniors to escape.

But now, Xiao Yichen and Mo Wentian sat side by side on the chairs, one more serious than the other, and the other pretended to be an outsider. The reason was that their great master was sitting in front, and they wanted to give him face at least.

This kind of reason is enough for others to listen to. Anyway, Qilin Venerable will definitely not believe it. If this kind of good boy's reason is true, Qilin Venerable will wonder whether the two of them have been taken away.

Venerable Qilin looked at the crowd coming and going below, and chattered to his two precious apprentices with bright eyes, hoping that one of these two would find his conscience and move his mind: "The one who grows too anxious is Wu Zong!" So-and-so, in fact, such things as being haunted by evil spirits don’t need to be so troublesome. This little girl is a so-and-so’s apprentice, and her talent is not bad, but she is too arrogant and needs to be tempered. There is also that so-and-so newly recruited closed-door disciple, who is really a genius. Genius, if it weren't for me, you two brats would really want to poach him here, and that little girl, the one with the watery look, is a new Daoist who came last year, why would someone who specializes in spells fight and kill? thing"

Mo Wentian frowned imperceptibly, put down his teacup and touched the gemstone on his dust whisk: "Master, don't you think that some apprentice's seal is black, and he may have a short life?"

"Is there any? I think that child's complexion is rosy and shiny. It doesn't look like a bad omen."

Xiao Yichen answered immediately, with a smile on his face: "Master, don't you often say that you can't judge from one to one, this fellow Taoist is dealing with the three evil spirits by himself, it consumes a lot of yang energy, and it's normal to look pale."

"You're right, then why are you so rosy?"

Mo Wentian swept away the dust flying in front of him with his whisk: "Those three evil spirits belonged to Baihualou before they were alive."

As soon as this remark came out, Venerable Qilin immediately understood, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and drank it together with Xiao Yichen's black water: "Taoist disciples generally have bad lives, and the secrets of heaven must not be revealed, so don't talk nonsense."