Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 357

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest stretched out his feet that were shrunk in his robes.

Niu Bimao ​​leaned over, and respectfully took off the wet cloth shoes on the old Taoist's feet, and suddenly there was a smell of feet that made him dizzy, oh my god, these feet haven't been washed for decades .

Suppressing the feeling of vomiting, Niu Bi changed into the slippers, carried the rotten and stenchy cloth shoes to the door, put them down, and let the rain wash away.

The old Taoist priest with his back to Niubi showed a Chu Feng-style smile that was meaningful but meaningless.

"Young man, you have a pure heart and a good heart!"

Hearing the old Taoist's praise, Niu Bi trembled, his face was full of excitement, he turned around at an unimaginable speed, plopped and knelt down.

"I beg the master to accept me as a disciple."

The old Taoist seemed to have expected this kind of reaction from Niu Bi, and said with a slight smile: "Are you sure, you can't go back on your word when you become a poor disciple, and of course the poor will give you all you have learned all your life."

"Disciple, I will never go back on my word. I will study hard for everything my master teaches me."

Niu Bi was overjoyed, and various scenes in the novel emerged in his mind, such as the master of supernatural powers, the delicate nurse, the sexy and charming Yu Jie, and the beautiful president, all of them rushed towards him crazily.

The old Taoist made a look of consolation, and heaved a long sigh.

"It seems that Pindao's magic has successfully attracted you. Pindao is a Taoist priest at Changqing Temple in Xiaogan Mountain in the suburbs. He has been suffering from not being able to recruit disciples. A few months ago, a tourist who knew magic came to the Taoist temple. Pindao asked He learned a few tricks, but he didn't expect the effect to be so good, and he immediately got an apprentice."

Niu Bi's face changed drastically like a face change in Sichuan Opera, and his breathing became heavier.

Damn, I have been a Taoist priest who has been practicing magic for a long time. No wonder his feet are so smelly. If he is really a Taoist, how can his feet be so smelly?

Within two seconds, when he was sure that he had been tricked, Niu Bi's face turned red and he looked like he wanted to hit someone.However, I still held back in the end. Beating an old man and a religious person would cause serious consequences.

"The Taoist priest was joking. I saw your wonderful magic just now, and I couldn't help but have the urge to become a teacher. However, I still have parents to take care of at home, so let's forget it."

With his back to the old Taoist who was sitting, he said to himself: "How can this be done? You want the poor Taoist to be your teacher. The poor Taoist also said just now that you can't go back on your word, so you agree!"

Niu Bi was about to faint from anger, a dark white color appeared on the surface of his clenched fist, and several slanting blue veins were clearly visible.

"So what if I regret it? You can still kidnap me."

The old Taoist was silent for a while, and let out a long breath, as if he was very disappointed.

In the next breath, an amazing thing happened. The old Taoist priest disappeared from the room and reappeared five meters away from the store entrance. He walked quickly with his feet in the air, and the cloth shoes placed at the door had returned to his feet. .

It was another test, and Niu Bi almost burst into tears. The old Taoist's routine was too deep. With strong regret, Niu Bi rushed into the rain, regardless of the hardness of the concrete floor, knelt down and shouted: "Taoist, don't Let's go, I want to worship you as my teacher."

The old Taoist priest seemed to have decided to leave and quickly disappeared into the rainy night.

Niu Bi stood up and returned to the lo-mei shop in a daze. Regardless of the rain on his body, he walked to the table and sat down in a daze. He missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After a while, Niu Bi showed a mocking smile.

"Sure enough, I'm not the protagonist of a novel. This is the real world. I'm overthinking it."

"You, have you decided to worship Pindao as your teacher?"

An abrupt voice appeared behind Niu Bi.

When he came back, Niu Bi suddenly turned around, and seeing the old Taoist priest with white hair and childlike face, he could no longer restrain the excitement in his heart, and rushed over quickly, hugging the old Taoist priest's legs, crying.

"Master, I am your apprentice in this life, and I will be your apprentice in the next life."

The old Taoist showed a disgusted expression.

"You are impure in heart, duplicity in appearance, and dishonesty in your words. I really accept you as a disciple. I am afraid that you will deceive your master and destroy your ancestors in the future. How about this, Pindao temporarily accepts you as a registered disciple."

Niu Bi felt bitter when he heard this, he just wanted to live the life of the protagonist in the novel, how could it be so bad, but it would be nice to be a registered disciple.

"Thank you, master. It is also a great honor for a disciple to become a registered disciple of the master."

The old Taoist twirled his beard, walked to the table, and sat down firmly.

"This apprenticeship must look like an apprenticeship."

As a modern person, Niu Bi had read countless novels, movies, and TV series, so he naturally knew the rules of apprenticeship. He quickly ran to the back to find the Biluochun he usually used to refresh himself, poured boiling water on it, came to the old Taoist priest, and knelt down. , said very respectfully: "Named disciple Niu Bi, pay homage to the master, and wish the master immortal blessings and a long life equal to the sky."

The old Taoist took the tea and took a sip, looking a little disappointed.

"The tea is not good, and the people are not good either. You can't say anything about flattering me. What Pindao just said about you is indeed correct."

Niu Bi wanted to cry but he didn't have any tears, so he just said what he said, damn Shenlongjiao, damn a certain martial arts novel.

Here, the old Taoist priest who had finished drinking tea put down his teacup, thought for a while and said, "The poor Taoist is not from this world. If you are suitable to be a successor, I will pass on a formula to you if you are poor, and you will establish a branch sect to assist future successors."

As expected, I am not the protagonist of the novel, Niu Bi sighed secretly in his heart, and said respectfully: "This disciple will definitely do his best to help future successors."

The old Taoist got up and went to the door of the lo-mei shop to look at the rainy night, and said in a calm tone: "Pindao has a formula called Yanyang Gaozhao, which can absorb the true fire of the sun."

The sun is shining brightly, what an ugly name, Niu Bi complained in his heart, but he praised: "The sun is shining brightly, a good name, a good artistic conception"

The old Taoist turned his head and said with a smile: "What a fart, the poor Taoist thinks the name is not good, and when passing it on to others, he never mentions the name."

This bright sun comes from the system's "Three Thousand Ways", which Wang Yuyan and Supreme Treasure have learned before.

Niu Bi felt bitter in his heart, well, he slapped the horse's leg again.

"By the way, the name of this branch of your sect was chosen for you by Pindao. It is named after the law, called Yanyang Gaozhaomen, um, it is too long, so it is called Yan (Harmony) Zhaomen, and the poor way to go gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest disappeared without a trace.

"Please bean sack, master, this name is not acceptable"

Niu Bi shouted, but there was no response.

Master, as expected, is not from this world, and he can be given a vulgar name like Yan (Harmony) Zhaomen.

"what"

Niu Bi suddenly covered his head and fell over.

"The law of the bright sun shines brightly, absorb the true fire of the sun..."

An inexplicable voice explained the profound meaning of the law in the silent lo-mei shop.

……

In the old campus of Jinling University, in the dormitory area, Chu Feng was walking on a dry path that was very different from the outside, his eyes passing by a dormitory building from time to time.

(End of this chapter)