"Brother Xiao."

Xiao Wenbing stood up in response to the sound, and the person who came was the Mingming Taoist Master.

"I have reported to my master, please follow me to meet you."

Xiao Wenbing smiled bitterly, what other choice could he make besides it should be.

Soon, they arrived at the old Taoist priest's room.

Xiao Wenbing's eyes swept around quickly. There was only one table, one bed and one chair in this house. It was a world of difference compared to the beautifully decorated guest room where he lived.

"Disciple Mingmai worships Master." Mingmai bowed respectfully.

Xiao Wenbing stood beside him, and gave a tribute in his ignorance. He lowered his head, but he didn't know what to call him.

The old Taoist priest's eyes suddenly opened, and he smiled, and said, "You go down first, go find Zhao Feng."

Mingmei responded and turned around and left. When he left, he looked at Xiao Wenbing with envy.

He knew his master's temper very well, and he had always been serious about his disciples. But today, he showed such a rare kindness, which shows his importance to Xiao Wenbing.

"May I have your name?"

"I... am down... no, younger generation Xiao Wenbing."

Several titles changed in his mind in an instant, and finally decided to be called the younger generation.

"Well, it's very good." The old Taoist priest nodded with a smile, and his eyes looked at Xiao Wenbing more and more joyful.

No matter how Xiao Wenbing thought about it, he couldn't figure out what's good about his name, but since the old Taoist priest liked it, it was never a bad thing.

"What do Jun'er wants you to say?" The old Taoist priest was happy for a long time to entertain himself, and finally remembered the important matter and asked.

"Mr. Lu asked me to give you something." Xiao Wenbing took off the travel bag he had been carrying, took out the password box inside, and handed it over.

The old Taoist priest took it casually and tore off the seal on the password box.

"Mr. Lu did not hand over the keys to the juniors, nor did he inform him of the unboxing password, so..."

Xiao Wenbing's voice suddenly stopped, as if it was like a sharp knife passing by, cutting this sentence into two paragraphs.

The old Taoist priest stretched out his two fingers and broke into the code box. He pulled it casually and divided the entire box neatly into two extremely uniform half.

He swallowed the spit in his throat with difficulty. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, no, even if it was seen with his own eyes, Xiao Wenbing almost suspected that his eyes were blurred.

This safe is made of stainless steel. Even if the tools are complete, it will take a long time to pry it open.

But the old Taoist priest's hands were slightly stronger than lasers, and they separated the boxes without any obstacles. So... are they still humans?

Inside the box is a jade bottle, which is not large in size and can be controlled by one hand.

The old Taoist priest held the jade bottle and suddenly his expression changed drastically, showing a look of surprise and ecstasy. It was more exciting than hearing Xiao Wenbing's fashion with spiritual roots just now.

"This...how is this possible? Where did Jun'er get this child?"

However, the old Taoist priest's loss of composure did not last long and soon returned to normal.

His wrist trembled, and the jade bottle disappeared. Xiao Wenbing had been paying attention to it for a long time, but he still couldn't see what technique he used, which was so fast and extremely fast.

"Come with the old man."

Xiao Wenbing followed the old Taoist priest to the door, but he didn't see any movement from the old Taoist priest. Xiao Wenbing suddenly realized something was wrong.

His feet were light and as if they were not under any force. The feeling was like stepping on a ball of cotton. However, this was not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that the scenery in front of him is constantly descent because his body is constantly rising, and he actually flew out of thin air.

No longer caring about politeness or politeness, Xiao Wenbing made a quick decision and made his most wise choice, hugging the old Taoist priest firmly.

No need to ask, this must be a trick of the old Taoist priest. Although he doesn't know what he wants to do, even if he dies, he will at least have to take a cushion.

"It's okay, don't worry, if you have the old Taoist here, you will never let you make any mistakes." The old Taoist priest comforted him with a smile, allowing him to be arrogant, but he didn't think he was angry at all.

Xiao Wenbing forced a smile. It was beyond his expectations that he could smile at this fashion. He seemed to be quite brave.

"Old fairy, you are really good at it." Xiao Wenbing's mouth was flattering, but his hands were getting tighter and tighter, and he refused to relax a little if he died.

"Haha..." the old Taoist priest laughed and said, "This is just a trick of eagle, it's nothing. The five disciples of the old Taoist can do it."

After floating in the air for a long time, Xiao Wenbing became more courageous and tried to relax his hands. Except for his soft feet, he didn't really fall.

The clouds and the fog are flying, it turns out that the legend is true.

A look of envy surged in his eyes. If he was still indifferent to seeing such skills, then he was really not a human being.

The old Taoist priest took all his expression into his eyes and felt secretly happy.

Generally speaking, those who practice immortals are indispensable for hard practice, but if they do not have extraordinary talent, they will often end up being in vain.

Spiritual roots are the special physique that all immortals dream of. People with spiritual roots must be far superior to ordinary people whether they practice magic or accumulate spiritual power.

No one knows where the spiritual roots come from, but there is a legend circulating in the path of immortality that all those with spiritual roots are descendants of ancient immortals.

Once this type of person embarks on the path of cultivating immortals, his achievements will be absolutely superior. What is even more enviable is that in history, no one has ever encountered the Nine Heavens Thunder and Fire Tribulation when facing the heavenly tribulation in the last level of ascension to immortality.

In other words, as long as there is no accident, you do not die from the disaster of swords and weapons, and become an immortal with spiritual roots, it is a sure thing.

No matter how good the foundation of ordinary people is, they are still unable to compare with the natural spiritual body. The path to immortal cultivation is numerous and the disasters can be passed through all of them safely and achieve their wishes. None of them can survive.

The body of spiritual roots has taken advantage of this, which is really too great.

In Taoism, the inheritance of sects is very important, especially for these small sects that have established mountains and prefectures on earth. If there is a disciple with spiritual roots under the sect, it will definitely be a matter of celebration and shining the sect.

"How is it, do you want to learn?" The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and smiled, as if he was asking casually. In fact, in his heart, he had been fully focused and was waiting for Xiao Wenbing to agree.

It is hard for him to have not made such a special move for more than a hundred years. For a moment, he was really not used to it.

Xiao Wenbing looked up in shock and saw the old Taoist priest's extremely kind smiling face.

The situation when Lu Jun and Mingmei met him flashed in his mind instantly, and a sudden enlightenment suddenly surged in his heart.

He had always wondered why Mingmei used the talisman that was shocking to the world when he saw it. He knew that not everyone could come in the mountain gate, but he still took him in rashly.

This old Taoist priest has a gentle and elegant temperament, but in front of him, he performed a rude movement of nude ripping steel, which was extremely inconsistent with his image.

At this time, I even used the fog to fly the clouds and fog as bait to arouse my yearning.

If they can't guess their purpose at this moment, then Xiao Wenbing is really a fool.

He was blessed to his heart, and regardless of the empty space under his feet, he suddenly fell to his knees in the air. Since he wanted to accept himself as his disciple, he could not watch himself fall to death.

"Master is here, please accept a prayer from my disciple."
Chapter completed!