"The Dragon Bird in the Uninterrupted?"

Chen Fusheng thought about this name and felt that there was a special artistic conception.

The old Taoist priest continued to say with emotion:

"Actually, the name of this sword was discovered by the master... At that time, the master only knew that this sword was an adventure. As for what name it was and what was strange, he didn't know..."

"Ah... I am also because my teacher's blessing is too shallow and I cannot bear the gains of this strange adventure... More than ten years ago, when I picked you up, a flash of spiritual light appeared in this sword. Only when I was a teacher knew that this sword was famous..."

"Although I know its name, from then on, this sword returned to silence, like ordinary iron..."

"At that time, I thought, maybe this sword was because of your fate, and then there was a flash of inspiration... So I urged you to practice swordsmanship and martial arts diligently and refine your foundation. I hope that one day you will be favored by this sword..."

Chen Fusheng was a little dazed and knew his master’s good intentions.

In fact, Taoist practitioners do not need high martial arts or strong bodies. Because Taoist practitioners mainly focus on divination and talismans, they rarely fight in close combat.

Weapon skills and martial arts are good at military practitioners. Taoist practitioners can only learn the basics, without any need to sharpen them.

The old Taoist priest continued:

"Being a teacher is the authentic Taoist sect Penglai, and what you teach you is naturally the Taoist sect method. But there are also divine weapons and rare treasures in the world, which do not require sects, and can be used... So if you can inspire this sword to favor and have the help of the divine weapons, you can be like a tiger..."

"Haha... I didn't expect that after all my efforts to be a teacher, I finally saw the results! Fusheng, with the help of this sword, your future will be extraordinary... Haha, I am very pleased to be a teacher... I am happy..."

Chen Fusheng immediately felt a little worried when he listened to the excited words of his master.

Since the old Taoist priest had a soul remaining, he rarely said such too much.

The more you say, the weaker your soul will be, and there is a risk of disintegration.

This scene now has a somewhat bad impression of rejuvenating.

"Master, eat some blood and energy quickly! Don't say more, the disciple already knows!"

Chen Fusheng pushed the sealed jar close to the hexagram banner and said anxiously.

“It’s okay…”

The old Taoist priest sighed weakly, but he did not refuse.

In an instant, the remaining blood in the sealed jar rose like burning incense and was absorbed by the talisman on the banner.

After a moment, the old Taoist priest said intermittently:

"Fusheng, I am very happy today! I have thousands of words to say to you, but unfortunately I have not had much time to go, so I can only choose some important words to listen to you so as not to delay your future in your practice..."

Chen Fusheng felt sad and bowed his head and said, "Master, please speak!"

"Since you have touched the inner part of the thunder on the sword, it proves that you already have magic power... You can pursue the promotion of the second level of Dharma... In fact, before that, my master already thought you could be promoted, but I was defeated... so it was delayed..."

"The ten major schools in the world, and the methods of cultivators to advance are different... but they are all related to the fortune of heaven and earth... At this moment, you will be able to gain some fortune, use the authentic breathing method to bring it into your heart, and gather the essence, energy and spirit to condense a 'heart talisman'..."

"Then use this 'heart talisman' to worship the ancestors of the Daomen Cave Heaven in the altar of the Spirit Kiln, and you can gain magic power... From then on, you will jump out of your disciples and be promoted to the second level of Dharma..."

Chen Fusheng realized that this was the process and continued to listen respectfully.

But the old Taoist suddenly said in a dim tone and sighed:

"It's a pity... it's because of my teacher that delayed your future... Originally, I should have taken you to Penglai to find the spiritual kiln of my fellow disciples, gain luck for you, gather the "heart talisman" and successfully advance to the second realm..."

"But my teacher has been expelled from Penglai because of a wrong thing..."

"Ah?" Chen Fusheng was surprised, not knowing the past of his master.

"The mistake has been made, and regret is useless... So if you want to seize luck, you must think of another method... Other schools of spiritual kilns or temples can also do it... It's a pity that my master has died and I can't continue to take you to seek..."

Chen Fusheng's heart moved and couldn't help but say:

"Master, I want to invite my disciple to be the guardian of Changmen Temple in Chaochun Tower."

"Ah...hahaha... It's really a road that never ends... This is a good thing! Life, Penglai is no longer available now, you have no choice but to rely on it. You should seize this opportunity and seize the luck of Chaochunlou..."

The old Taoist priest not only did not object, but said excitedly:

"Although the position of guarding people is difficult, it is beneficial to gain luck... Life is gone, the teacher has died, and the Taoist sect can no longer serve as your backer... In the future, you will experience the practice alone, and luck is indispensable!"

It was precisely because Chen Fusheng could not make a decision that he did not agree to Tang Xin's invitation. But at this moment, he could only realize that luck was so important when he heard what his master said.

The old Taoist priest was expelled from Penglai, so it was already a luxury for Chen Fusheng to rely on his Taoist background to obtain support from his fellow disciples.

Therefore, the invitation to Changmen in Chaochunlou has become a necessary path.

"The disciple follows the teacher's orders! When the master is buried in peace, the disciple accepts Chaochunlou's invitation and becomes a guardian."

"Okay...Okay, it's just a hardship for you, a child. Oh... but if there are hardships, there will be rewards... I can rest in peace as a teacher..."

The old Taoist priest's words gradually faded away, and finally fell asleep silently.

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One night passed.

Chen Fusheng continued to breathe in the morning and practice.

After the end, I went to the town to purchase some offerings and incense, candles and paper money.

When he was ready, he waited in Jinghou, the old Jiang family house.

Time passes slowly.

Seeing that night was approaching again, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the house.

Chen Fusheng stood up and welcomed him outside the house.

really.

Jiang Ni wore a white dress, her temperament was light and simple, and she came with her graceful and elegant style.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang Ni!"

Chen Fusheng started to salute with respect.

Jiang Ni was able to meet the promise and made great sacrifices. In terms of emotion and reason, Chen Fusheng felt a little indebted.

"Master Chen doesn't need to be very polite." Jiang Ni returned the tribute calmly.

She looked up at the surroundings. Although there was no fluctuation in her eyes, she still looked carefully. After all, it was the first time she returned to her birthplace, so how could she not be moved at all?

"I originally had a blur, but I didn't remember much. But now it seems that it really evokes some conceivable memories..."

Jiang Ni walked slowly, looking and walking, and turned around and said, "Master Chen, what should I do? Since I have come, I will bury my elder brother's remains according to the etiquette and fulfill my wish."

"Okay, Miss Jiang Ni will follow me."

Chen Fusheng didn't make too many courtesy things and brought Jiang Ni to the grave in the backyard.

Jiang Ni took the incense and candle and first worshiped respectfully in front of the grave.

Chen Fusheng placed all the prepared offerings in front of the grave one by one. Then he held the hexagram banner in his hand and shouted solemnly:

"Soul, return..."

"A long-cherished wish, fulfill..."

Jiang Ni also stood by the side seriously and dignifiedly, silent.

After Chen Fusheng finished speaking the sacrifice, he knocked on the talisman on the flagpole with his fingers and whispered:

"Please return home with one soul and fallen leaves return to their roots..."

As the words were spoken, a very faint light lingered on the talisman.

The light floated and hung in front of the grave, flashing like a trembling.

Then, wisps of even fainter mist dispersed in the light, as if they were reluctantly lingering on the tombstone, and another strand of them fell into the grave soil without seeing.

"One beg!"

Chen Fusheng and Jiang Ni knelt together, bowed to the grave, and prayed devoutly.

"Two bless!"

"Three bows!"

The two kowtowed three times and picked up the burning incense candle.

"Master, I wish you to be buried in peace, rest in peace from now on and no longer be displaced."

Chen Fusheng whispered respectfully, raised an incense and worshipped him, and inserted the incense and candle in front of the tomb.

"Brother, although you and I have never met you. However, Jiang Ni came here this time and worshipped him sincerely, only wishing that the elder brother's soul would rest in peace and his wish would be fulfilled."

Jiang Ni whispered, held incense and worshipped, and then inserted the incense candle in front of the tomb.

"Go back...Go back..."

Chen Fusheng stood up and raised the hexagram banner and circled around the tomb.

The last ray of light also dissipated without a trace.

A talisman pattern on the banner pole was also as dark as ashes and disappeared.
To be continued...