Song Shouye smiled and introduced Zhang Shuguang to his nephew.
Both of them had good running strength and they walked without stopping and soon arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple.
Just above the ancient mountain gate hangs a plaque with three large characters "Laojun Temple" written on it.
Entering the mountain gate, you will see a small square paved with bluestone. The weapon racks around the square are filled with all kinds of cold weapons.
Two middle-aged Taoist priests were drying Chinese herbal medicines in the square.
One of the Taoist priests had a broken arm, and the other had a face covered with hideous scars.
"Senior Brother Tianjizi, Senior Brother Yuhengzi, this is Xiao Guangzi, my best friend."
Song Shouye then introduced Zhang Shuguang to his two senior brothers.
The two middle-aged Taoist priests focused their eyes on Zhang Shuguang's face. Zhang Shuguang instantly felt as if he was being stared at by two ferocious beasts.
"Such a strong evil spirit, and the Buddhist name he chose is quite impressive." If Zhang Shuguang remembered correctly, Tianji and Yuheng were both one of the Big Dipper.
"Junior brother, why haven't I heard you mention this before?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest with scars all over his face smiled at Song Shouye, which moved the scars on his face, making them even more hideous and terrifying.
"That's because I haven't met Xiao Guangzi before!" Song Shouye said righteously.
"Where's the master? Xiao Guangzi said he wants to see the master!"
"Master is practicing in the quiet room. You can take your friend to the guest hall to wait."
The two middle-aged Taoist priests replied and then began to dry the medicinal herbs. They never said a word to Zhang Shuguang from beginning to end.
"Xiao Guangzi, come on, I'll take you to the living room."
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