Xiaopang came with a sword and stopped directly at the door of the tallest and most gorgeous palace on the top of the mountain. There were disciples cleaning the door. Looking at Xiaopang's climbing style, he knew that it was a monk who was coming. He didn't dare to neglect it. One of the leading guys hurriedly came over to salute and said: "I have seen the Immortal Master. May I ask what advice you can give me when you come to Xuantian Temple?" ?”
"I am an outer disciple of Xuantian Villa in Cangmang Mountain, sent here on business!" Xiao Pang said calmly.
"Ah, it turns out it's the senior of the sect. Please come in, and I'll notify all the hall masters right away!" The guy said, and hurriedly and politely invited the little fat one inside.
Xiaopang followed him to the front living room, sat on a chair, and had his own little Taoist serving tea. Not long after, a white-haired old Taoist priest walked in from outside.
This person looks very old, but his cultivation level is not very high. He is only at the sixth level of Xiantian. At first glance, he looks like a loser who is not talented enough to become a foundation-building monk. However, despite his poor talent, he has a lot of decorations on his body. The golden Taoist robe is inlaid with jade and jewelry. As the body moves, the jewelry is dazzling.
Seeing Xiaopang frowning for a while, he thought to himself, monks like us are pursuing the way of heaven, and what we emphasize is transcendence. But why is this girl hanging all these useless mundane things on her body? Are you afraid that you won't be able to show off your vulgarity
After the visitor came in, he laughed, clasped his fists and saluted: "I am the master of the Qinglong Temple of Xuantian Temple, Wang Zhiwu. May I ask how I call this junior brother?"
There are four large temples in Xuantian Temple, named after Qinglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu and Suzaku respectively, in which various gods are enshrined. Below the temple masters, the palace masters of these four temples have the highest status, and they usually handle mundane affairs on behalf of the temple masters who like to live in seclusion.
It was the first time Xiao Pang came to someone else's territory, so naturally he didn't dare to be rude, so he stood up in a hurry to greet him and said, "Song Zhong, Xiaodao, I have met Senior Brother Wang!"
"It turns out to be Junior Brother Song!" Wang Zhiwu smiled slightly and was about to say something when he suddenly discovered that there was a small golden sword embroidered on the front of the Taoist robe on the little fat man's chest. His expression suddenly changed and he said: "Junior Brother Song He’s actually a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall?”
No wonder Wang Zhiwu was so surprised. You must know that the Law Enforcement Hall is the most important and powerful department of Xuantian Villa, and it has always only recruited a small number of elites in the sect. Once you enter the law enforcement hall, it means a bright future. The number of such disciples is very rare, with no more than ten among the thousands of disciples in the outer sect. Why does such an important person appear here
Wang Zhiwu was obviously very puzzled by this, which was why he acted so shocked.
But Xiaopang said in an indifferent tone: "Yes, I am working in the Law Enforcement Hall!"
"Oh my, it's so surprising that Junior Brother is lucky enough to enter the Law Enforcement Hall at such a young age!" Wang Zhiwu then asked tentatively: "But I don't know if Junior Brother Song is here for business this time? Or just passing by? ?”
"I was ordered to stay here for three years!" Xiaopang said, taking out the jade plaque given by the door and handing it to Wang Zhiwu.
Wang Zhiwu checked suspiciously, nodded, and then said strangely: "Since junior brother is a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, why do you still come here to station? Does junior brother have other tasks?"
"No, I was forced to come here just because I haven't done any sect missions for three years!" Xiaopang said with a helpless smile.
Although Wang Zhiwu was dissatisfied with Xiaopang's explanation, he still said politely, "Ah, that's it, I understand!"
Then Wang Zhiwu calmed down a little and said, "Junior brother, since you are already here, come with me to see the temple master! After all, you are a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall. I can't give you orders at will. I can only ask Master has arranged your future affairs!"
"That's fine!" Little Fatty nodded indifferently and said, "I'm about to pay my respects to the Master of the Temple!"
"Okay. Please come with me!" After Wang Zhiwu said that, he led Xiaopang out.
The two people then left the hall and walked deeper into the back mountain. Along the way, small bridges, old trees, lush flowers and green bamboos complement each other. The scenery is very charming and otherworldly. When Xiaopang saw this, he secretly sighed in his heart, "This is the place where a monk should live and the atmosphere he should have." '
After walking for about ten miles, they came to the gate of a cave. Wang Zhiwu raised his hand and a sword light flashed out. In a short time, the stone door of the cave opened automatically.
Wang Zhiwu walked in with Xiaopang. The cave behind the stone door is not very deep. After turning a few turns, we came to a place similar to a living room, with a stone table surrounded by several stone benches. A middle-aged Taoist priest sat quietly in the middle.
This man was dressed in gray sermon clothes, with a strange complexion and piercing eyes. He looked like an immortal. Even though he was just sitting there quietly, there was an invisible pressure that made people feel awe unconsciously.
Xiaopang knew at a glance that this must be the foundation-building monk stationed here. He did not dare to be rude and hurriedly came over and cupped his hands and said: "Disciple Song Zhong, I have met my uncle!"
"Song Zhong?" The Taoist's originally solemn expression changed immediately after hearing the name. He suddenly asked: "Is your father Song Ziming, an inner disciple of the sect?"
"Ah? Exactly!" Xiaopang was suddenly startled and said hurriedly: "Uncle, do you know your late father?"
"Sure enough, it's you!" The other party sighed at first, and then suddenly said angrily: "What kind of uncle, you call me uncle! I am your father's senior brother. We studied together for twenty years, and I hugged you when you were born. What about you! But you bastard didn’t give me any face, and you actually rewarded me with boy’s urine!”
"Oh~" Xiaopang originally thought that this uncle was a serious person, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that he was also an approachable person, and he happened to be his elder, and he was immediately overjoyed. He said hurriedly: "It turns out it's my uncle who is here, and my nephew is rude!"
As he said that, the little fat man directly lifted up his clothes, pushed the gold mountain, toppled the jade pillar, and knelt down to kowtow. This is the etiquette for the younger generation to meet their elders for the first time.
When the other party saw this, he didn't show any sign of it. He nodded with satisfaction, and then he stood up and helped Xiaopang up. He said with emotion: "It's been more than ten years since we last saw each other. I didn't expect you to be so old! If junior brother and junior sister are still here, I will definitely be very happy to see you achieve this!"
Xiaopang couldn't bear the mention of his dead parents anymore. Thinking of the injustice he had suffered over the years, his eyes turned red and tears began to flow down his face.
"Don't cry, don't cry. I have been stationed here for more than ten years. I have not taken care of you, and I really feel ashamed of my brotherhood. But it's fine now. Since you are here, you have arrived at your own home. You can rest assured, as long as I am here, no one will dare to bully you!" The other party hurriedly comforted you.
"Thank you, uncle!" Xiaopang wiped his tears, and then asked a little embarrassed: "Uncle, look, I don't even know your old man's name?"
"Haha, I was negligent! I no longer use my secular name. Now my Taoist name is Qingfengzi, so you can just call me uncle!" Qingfengzi said with a smile.
"Yes, uncle!" Xiaopang nodded quickly and agreed.