"Old Xu, you also know that in fact, except Heisaner, we are all considered half-La Xuanmen. Although we are just a traitor, we have never cheated good people. We are all those who should cheat, and we have done a lot of things to do good deeds. But why can't we be tolerate the government? It's just that we have no roots, no official recognition of the registered identity, no home or courtyard, we are all bitter children..."

Shou Yang sighed: "If you just nod and say something now, brothers will have a foundation, identity, and place to go from now on, will you please click on this head or not?"

"Here you..."

Xu Changsheng looked at Shou Yang and had a rough idea in his mind.

However, his mind and nature at this time were different from when he was in Yunlong Mountain that day. Especially after he firmly decided on the road to practice Taoism, he was also thinking about how to make arrangements for himself in the future. Therefore, he did not refuse to Shou Yang, and only said: "Tell me, how should I click this head? If it is really like you said, I just nodded and solved my brothers' problems, then I will naturally have the responsibility to do it..."

"Haha, Lao Xu, you agree! Brothers are waiting for you! What you said! Fake old Taoist, why don't you invite the Taoist priest in?"

The door of the private school was pushed open with a 'squeak'. The first one was Jia Kui, one of the three kings of the left Taoist Taoist in Yunlong Mountain. However, he is now a disciple who has been officially accepted by the sacred disciple. He has a nationally recognized Taoist qualification certificate. It is really inappropriate to call him a fake Taoist.

Seeing the person behind the fake old Taoist, Xu Changsheng quickly stood up and said, "Master Yizhen, why are you here?"

Taoist Master Yizhen is already in his seventies, but he has a childish face and is energetic. However, he is not as casual as a fake old Taoist, wearing a water-blue Taoist robe, a gossip picture on his chest, a water cloud mirror behind him, a square Taoist crown upright on his head, and a jade hairpin, and a traditional white socks and silk shoes under his feet, just like a person walking out of a costume TV series, making people feel awe-inspiring.

Taoist Master Yizhen waved his hand and signaled Xu Changsheng and others to sit down. He did not give in and sat down. He sat in the pedestal, looked at Xu Changsheng and smiled and said, "You little naughty boy, you played in the Taoist temple and even broke the glass cup in my cloud room. Do you still remember?"

"Of course I can't forget it. It is said that the glass cup is quite valuable, but Taoist priest, you didn't ask my family to compensate."

"Haha, the old Taoist is a person outside the world, and he speaks the word "responsibility". Since he has a fate with you, a little naughty boy, what is a mere glass cup?"

Taoist Master Yizhen said, "But you, a little naughty boy, are ruthless. The old Taoist is about to step down as the master of the temple and will leave Chudu soon. Don't you talk about the temple and look at me?"

Xu Chengsheng blushed: "How can it be? He was just saying that he was going to visit the Taoist priest."

"Hahaha, okay, even if you deliberately make the old Taoist happy, the old Taoist feels comforted with you..."

Taoist Master Yizhen looked at Xu Changsheng with bright eyes: "The old Taoist does not talk nonsense, I hope to accept you as his disciple before I leave Xiangyun Temple!"

"This is a big wonder. If I promise to join the Taoist priest, will Shou Yang and the others be arranged by the Taoist priest into Xiangyun Temple?"

Just look at the eager gazes of Shou Yang and the others, and these guys were waiting for him to nod.

"Smart, old man, I like the cleverness of you little naughty boy."

Taoist Yizhen loves Xu Changsheng the more he looks at him: "Don't worry, even if I am leaving, there is no problem to arrange a few people to enter Xiangyun Temple. In addition, although I am a Quanzhen Sect, you can be my lay disciple. In this way, you don't need to live in Taoist temple for a long time, and let you come and go freely. I wonder what you think?"

Xu Changsheng thought carefully and said, "I never understand one thing. Why did the Taoist priest like me like this? Was it because I accidentally broke the glass cup of the Taoist temple when I was a child? Not to mention fate, it is actually something that Buddhism emphasizes. I am afraid that the Taoist priest may not believe it deeply, right?"

Taoist Master Yizhen looked at him and laughed: "Well, if you don't reveal this secret today, I'm afraid you will not be at ease. Shou Yang, you guys will go outside for a while... Let the old Taoist say a few words to this little naughty boy..."

The thin Yang and the others were all clever. After hearing this, they winked at Xu Changsheng, and then walked out of the private room and closed the door tightly. Brothers and others saw that Lao Xu was the "own son" of Taoist Yizhen. If we want to benefit from it, we must have the ability to achieve it.

After a few people walked out, Taoist Ichizhen said recitingly: "Little naughty boy, I wonder if you have heard of it. People in the world have the saying that there is luck?"

"Qilusion? In this way, can Taoist priest look at the qi?"

Xu Changsheng was overjoyed when he heard this. Since he opened the Taoist orifice, the only people he saw were Wang Qiang and Yan Yu, and the others were just ordinary white energy, even Taoist Master Yizhen.

He also tried to watch his own luck, but whether he looked in the mirror or facing the water, he found that his head was empty and he could not see even a trace of luck. Is this the truth that he could cure but not treat himself, and could not distinguish himself?

If Taoist Master Yizhen knows the art of looking at the qi, Xu Changsheng really wants to ask him to take a look for him... Lao Xu, I was too unlucky in the first half of my life. Could it be that the black air on my head is all over?

Taoist Ichizhen was stunned: "Why do you know the technique of looking at the qi in your little urinary boy?"

"When I was sick, my father took me to travel all over the world and saw countless so-called 'experts'. Although 99% of them were scammers in the world, they also gained more knowledge and heard that there was a technique of qi hope in the world. Taoist Master, if you can look at qi, can you take a look for me? My luck is so bad that it is mostly related to luck."

Taoist Master Yizhen smiled and said, "The old Taoist seeks the Tao for half his life. Although he has never learned the Golden Elixir Great Way and has no hope of immortality, he has mastered the method of looking at the qi. Today, it is the little naughty boy. If you don’t ask me, the old Taoist will also talk to you. Little naughty boy, you only know the learning of hope for the qi, can you know what the root of this luck is?"

Xu Changsheng shook his head in confusion. He was able to look at qi entirely because of the cheating device of Taojiao. He had never really practiced the art of looking at qi, so his natural knowledge was limited.

"The so-called luck is only from the innate, not acquired. Although it can be changed, it is always limited. The luck is divided into five colors, purple, yellow, red and white. What color does it appear depends on the strength of the aura that the person has innately possesses. The greater the density of the mysterious particles that form the aura, the darker the color... And this kind of mysterious particles can often affect the people, things, and things around him. Therefore, those with natural luck often have excellent personal charm, which makes people want to get close to him or even admire him without realizing it. When such people do things, they will naturally be invincible. They can often turn bad luck into good fortune and bring good luck to death..."

"So that's it..." Xu Changsheng nodded and said, "Feng Shui studies only emphasize this mysterious magnetic field. A strong fortune is like a moving Feng Shui treasure land. How can people not yearn for getting close to him? If the life particles that form a magnetic field are rich to a certain extent and present purple air, then it is the destiny of the emperor. Even in modern times, it is also the head of a country, right?"

"The old Taoist has said long ago that you are a little naughty boy, you are smart, not bad, this is the mystery of luck."

"Master, haven't you mentioned my luck yet?"

"From the old Taoist perspective, you have no energy on your head, and no complexion. You are the one who has chosen one in a thousand! The so-called five magic means that you have no purple air, no green air, no yellow air, no red air, and no white air of ordinary people!"

Xu Changsheng smiled bitterly and said, "Master, if you say this, I seem to be about to die..."

"You little naughty boy, are still so naughty. The old Taoist said that the lack of energy on your head refers to the qi of luck, not to be angry. Your body is healthier than many people, so how can you die if you are angry?"

Taoist Master Yizhen shook his head and smiled, "You don't need to be disappointed or depressed. The saying of luck is only for ordinary people... The stronger the luck, the greater the responsibility, the more difficult it is to transcend the world and seek immortality. People like you, who are in the world, are afraid that everything will be unhappy and will not do any work for a long time. But if you enter my Taoist sect, you are a genius who is rare in a thousand years and a real person. Little naughty boy, if you don't enter the Taoist sect, you will not only waste your natural resources, but also fall into trouble after the thirty."

Xu Changsheng sighed and nodded repeatedly.

Taoist Yizhen is right. As the saying goes, "At the age of thirty, a young man in his twenties can set up a small stall in Yunlong Mountain to make friends with "fox friends" like Skinny Yang Hei Saner. But after the age of thirty, if he doesn't even have a serious job, has no money, has no reputation, and has no good reputation, he is afraid he won't even be able to get a wife...

The son of the Xu family is so unpromising. By the time, the aunts in the neighbors can make him very upset by gossiping every day. Isn’t it because everything goes wrong and you will fall into trouble?

"Master, you need to say nothing. I have been traveling around the world for many years, and my heart is towards Xuanmen. If I can join your disciple and become a little Taoist priest, it seems to be quite good. By the way, Taoist priest, the lay disciples of Xiangyun Temple, have regular copies every month, right?"

"You little naughty boy..."

Yizhen Taoist Chang glared at Xu Changsheng with regret: "Don't worry! You will never be hungry... Xiangyun Temple is now incense. After the new temple master takes office, if he has the ability to make Xiangyun Temple popular, then you disciples will not have fewer white-collar workers than those in large enterprises!"

Xu Chengsheng said happily: "Then Cheng, let's make up this way, Master. Choose a good day and I will worship you. Master, how many tables of wine do you need to set up and how many good guests do you want?"

"My Quanzhen Sect has always been a disciple of the heart, but there is not so much red tape. I just want to add your name to the genealogy of this Sect. I can worship tea and become a disciple now. I have never liked the noise, but I don't have to set up a feast and invite a good guest to come and watch the ceremony. Disciple, what are you waiting for? Don't you pour tea for your teacher?"
Chapter completed!