Chapter 452: The four-year-old girl made him lose face
"Yes, it does look a bit like him." Tang Buci curled up the corners of his mouth into a wicked smile, hiding the sadness in his heart.
Yuanyi Taoist Temple.
Back mountain.
On the cliff.
The young Taoist priest led the two of them here and then left.
Tang Buci crossed his arms and snorted twice: "It's over. Taoist Yuanyi can sit in meditation for ten days or half a month. I was lucky to come last time, so I only had to wait for three days."
Ye Xiaomei's lips twitched as she looked at the figure sitting cross-legged on the cliff in the distance:
"You mean, I don't know how long he's going to sit there?"
"Yeah." Tang Buci nodded and said, "Actually, I have a way."
As he said that, Tang Bushi strode over, bent down, picked up a branch, walked behind Taoist Yuan Yi, and poked him on the back of the head a few times.
No movement.
By the time Ye Xiaomei reached his side, Tang Bushi had already poked her countless times: "Master? Wake up..."
Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank, and she stopped beside Yuan Yi, raising her hand to feel his breath.
As Ye Xiaomei had guessed, Taoist Yuanyi's breathing was as weak as that of Master Shu. Even if a feather was placed on his nose, no sign of agitation would be detected.
It turns out that this method is really similar to the experiment.
"Master? Wake up... or I'll kick you off the cliff." Tang Bushi poked and raised his foot to kick.
Who would have thought that as soon as Tang Bushi stretched out his foot, Taoist Yuan Yi disappeared at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
"Ah..." Tang Bushi lost control of his body and was about to fall off the cliff.
Ye Xiaomei quickly stepped forward and tried to grab Tang Buci.
Who would have thought that at this critical moment, Taoist Yuanyi pulled him back.
At that moment, Ye Xiaomei's eyes widened. The meditating figure of Master Yuanyi did not move at all, but in front of her stood a Master Yuanyi who was dressed exactly the same as her.
When Tang Buci was pulled behind him, the standing Taoist Yuan Yi seemed to merge with the meditating body in an instant.
Before Tang Bushi could recover from the shock, Taoist Yuanyi had already stood up.
Ye Xiaomei took two steps back in surprise. That moment just now happened so quickly. If Tang Bushi hadn't been standing right in front of her, she would have thought it was an illusion.
"Nonsense." Taoist Yuanyi was obviously unhappy: "Do you think you don't want to live because you have a good spiritual root?"
Why did Ye Xiaomei say hello: "Master Yuanyi, I haven't seen you for a long time. He was just teasing you."
"Yes, I have something important to talk to you about." The fear in Tang Buci's eyes gradually faded away.
Yuan Yi slowly turned his head to look at Ye Xiaomei, stroked his beard and nodded, "You two are together, right?"
"Not bad." Ye Xiaomei nodded.
After saying this, Taoist Yuanyi walked towards the Taoist temple with his hands behind his back.
Ye Xiaomei and Tang Buci followed closely behind.
"Tang Bushi, did you notice that Taoist Yuanyi's body has changed position just now?" Ye Xiaomei asked in a low voice.
Tang Buci's pupils shrank, and he whispered, "Of course I noticed it, but I scared you just now. Did you also see me poking it a few times with my toes? Suddenly, I poked nothing..."
It seems to be right. Ye Xiaomei looked at Tang Buci's terrified expression and swallowed her saliva.
The two of them looked at Taoist Yuan Yi's back. Although he was over a hundred years old, his back was exceptionally straight and his steps were exceptionally light.
"It seems that he is really an expert." Tang Buci said with emotion.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, you said, Master Yuan Yi just split into two bodies, does that count as the Yang God?"
In the meditation room, Taoist Yuan Yi made some tea and sat down cross-legged. Ye Xiaomei and the other person just happened to follow him in.
"It looks like you are not here to learn skills from a master? There is something wrong." Taoist Yuanyi glanced at Tang Bushi and thought, you little bastard just saw my kung fu.
"Yes, that's right." Tang Bushi quickly took advantage of the opportunity to ask, "Did the Taoist priest use the Yang God to bring me back just now?"
This question did not require bringing up Qin Xiaoyi's matter with Taoist Yuanyi, nor did it mention the so-called soul traveling across time. It was simple and clear.
Ye Xiaomei looked at Master Yuanyi expectantly, hoping to learn more about trance from him.
Taoist Yuanyi stroked his beard proudly and nodded, "Not bad." He thought to himself, you little rascal, I've been waiting for you to beg me to become your disciple.
Ye Xiaomei quickly followed up by asking, "Then how did the Taoist priest produce the Yang Shen? Can everyone produce the Yang Shen?"
"Yes, we just want to know the principle of Yang Shen." Tang Bushi also echoed.
Who knew that Master Yuanyi's eyes widened: "Why should I tell you?"
After these words were spoken, Tang Buci was turned away, and the two of them looked at each other and understood each other.
Tang Buci pondered for a moment and asked, "Master, do you mean that this will only be passed on to the disciples of this sect?"
Taoist Yuanyi took a sip of tea, stroked his beard, snorted coldly, and looked away.
Ye Xiaomei and Tang Buci stared at each other for a long time.
Tang Buci seemed to have made up his mind, like a tiger who was not as ready to die as Hu Xueyan:
"Okay, I am willing to be your disciple. Please teach me, Master." Tang Bu Ci said with a fist salute, and he looked like a chivalrous man.
Taoist Yuanyi suddenly changed his expression and said with a smile: "Isn't that enough? By the way, choose an auspicious day and perform the apprenticeship ceremony. From now on, you will be Nannan's apprentice brother."
Nannan? Ye Xiaomei suddenly perked up.
"Brother?" While Tang Buci was in a daze, Taoist Yuanyi called out in a deep voice, "Nannan, come to my meditation room."
The corners of his lips did not move at all, and his voice was so deep that it seemed to come directly from his heart.
This is simply too unbelievable. What kind of martial arts is this? Transmitting sound over a thousand miles? I guess these things only exist in martial arts TV dramas.
Tang Bu Ci's mouth opened into shape.
Before I could react, a small figure jumped over the threshold and said, "Master, what do you want to call me for?"
Ye Xiaomei opened her mouth wide immediately:
"Master Yuan Yi... Taoist... Taoist, she, she can speak?" Ye Xiaomei stammered, looking at the little one in disbelief.
Nannan recognized Ye Xiaomei at once: "Big sister? Why are you here? I thought you would never come to see me again."
Ye Xiaomei let out a long breath. It seemed that this was not a dream.
Taoist Yuanyi calmly filled his cup with tea and said, "Nannan, this elder brother will be your junior fellow apprentice from now on. You have to take good care of him."
Nannan's attention was completely drawn to Tang Buci. She held her face with both hands and made a surprised expression:
"Wow, Junior Brother, you are so good-looking."
The corners of Tang Buci's mouth twitched. Oh my God, he actually has a senior brother, no, senior sister who is only four or five years old!
Why does he feel like he has lost all his face?
At this moment, Ye Xiaomei and her family must be making fun of themselves in their hearts.
"Why don't you call me senior brother?" Ye Xiaomei poked Tang Bushi with her elbow.
As expected, Tang Buci guessed correctly. This guy was laughing so weirdly, and he didn't even think about why or for whom he was doing this:
"Master... Never mind. I'll just call you Senior Sister, which sounds better."
Taoist Yuanyi waved his hand. Although Taoists refer to men and women as senior brothers and junior brothers, they all said, "It's up to you. Don't be so particular."
Little Nannan stepped forward, put one hand on her waist, stood on tiptoe, raised her hand and patted Tang Buci on the head: "Be good, Junior Brother. I will protect you from now on."
Ye Xiaomei burst out laughing.
Tang Bushi's face looked as ugly as death, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.
Taoist Yuanyi's next words made Tang Bushi bleed profusely.
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