Back hall.

In front of the portrait of the ancestor.

Meng Fan and Jin McGee stood there respectfully, while Master Zhong Fabai was lighting incense.

During the whole process, no one spoke.

Because, after lighting the incense, the master closed his eyes and seemed to be communicating with the ancestors.

Not long after.

A voice sounded in my ears.

"allow."

It is not grand, but rather gentle.

But in Meng Fan's ears, this was nothing less than thunder.

This...didn't the ancestor pass away?

According to the master, the founder Zhong Yuewu was a martial arts examiner during the Guangxu period of the late Qing Dynasty. Even if he passed the examination at the age of fifteen, he would still be at least a hundred years old now.

wrong!

If the ancestor had not died, how could the master live alone and enshrine the portrait here.

Even though Meng Fan appears calm, in fact, his mental activity is no less than that of Kim McGee.

At this time, the Patriarch's voice sounded in my ears again: "You two little guys, don't think too much and kowtow obediently. Haha, I didn't expect that a hundred years later, I would still see someone succeeding my family."

"Didn't you hear what the Patriarch said?"

Zhong Fabai gave an urging, and Meng Fan immediately calmed down and saluted respectfully.

"Well, children can be taught."

After one bow and three kowtows.

"Everyone, get up. I already know the achievements of you two. After entering this sect, you must practice hard and subjugate demons. Don't neglect it."

After saying this, Meng Fan and Jin McGee stood up and waited patiently for the Patriarch's instructions.

"Hey, why did you just start looking for a master today? If you hadn't enlightened yourself this time and told me that you would become a master when you accepted a disciple, I wouldn't have known that you would be in such trouble."

"Calm down and tell me..."

The sound disappears.

Meng Fan looked at Jin McGee, and Jin McGee looked at Meng Fan. None of the brothers understood why.

Why is the Patriarch silent?

Look sideways and forward.

The master, who had gray hair on his temples, has grown black hair again and his injuries have obviously recovered. Not only that, but a smile appears on his face, which is usually stoic.

Apparently, the ancestor ignored them and was whispering to the master.

Kim McGee couldn't help but wonder.

As the eldest brother, Meng Fan was thinking about what method the Patriarch used to heal the Taoist injury so quickly, and what he taught him that made the Master so happy.

"Conquer demons and destroy them, and you will be rewarded with merit."

Not long after, the voice sounded again.

Grandmaster is online.

"Merits can offset all karma, obtain blessings, increase understanding, and heal Taoist injuries. Anyway, the benefits are endless. Just do good deeds in the future and don't worry about your personal future."

"As for the method I taught you, you two have no use."

After saying this, the incense candles placed on the altar table were burned out.

The ancestor is gone.

The three masters and disciples are left behind. You look at me, and I look at you.

Finally, Zhong Fabai returned to normal and said:

"Now that you two have been recognized by the Patriarch, the next step is to confer the honors."

Meng Fan was awestruck when he heard the word "teaching".

Although he had never read any Taoist scriptures or even been to a Taoist temple before traveling through time, he had read a lot of novels about cultivating immortals, and knew that "conferring a human body" was a very solemn and significant matter, and there was no room for it.

frivolous.

at the same time.

Seeing his eldest disciple's solemn expression, Zhong Fabai nodded secretly in his mind. He vaguely remembered that Meng Fan once said something like "I have admired Taoist culture since childhood." Now that he saw it, it was indeed true.

On the contrary, it was the young apprentice who looked serious, but in fact he didn't understand anything and his eyes were full of confusion.

"The seal script is the spiritual text of the supreme god and the secret words of the saints in the nine heavens. It will impeach the officials in the three realms, control the Yuan Yuan, and control the group. Appraise the sins and blessings, test the merits and demerits, and the importance of good and evil.

, recorded in simple books."

Zhong Fabai recalled what his master said to him when he first entered the Taoist sect. While lamenting how time flies, he carefully told his two apprentices:

"Being awarded the urn means that you have officially entered the Taoist sect, gone from the ordinary to the holy, and from the common to the true."

"At the same time, you will also get methods of cultivation for daily practice."

"Besides that, it is also a certificate to ask the gods to recruit generals, and it can be used to perform rituals and build rituals for people."

"Finally, the urn records your life's merits. If you die midway, you can use it to work as a servant in the underworld or heaven."

Meng Fan nodded, indicating that he understood.

And Jin McKee couldn't help but ask: "Master, what would happen if the Taoist priest didn't teach you the urn?"

"Other sects have their own rules. We, the righteous sect, must teach us. Otherwise, we cannot be called mage. We can only be said to be Taoist enthusiasts without any magic power."

"That's it." Kim McGee nodded, with a look of anticipation on his face.

After all, according to what the master said, there are many benefits to teaching people, and the sooner they are taught, the better.

"You kid..."

Looking at Jin McGee's longing eyes, Zhong Fabai said helplessly: "Why are you so anxious? I haven't finished talking yet. Learn the art of nourishing Qi from your senior brother and guard against arrogance and impetuosity."

Meng Fan: "..."

Hehe, I'm just standing still, but I'm always praised by the master. It's really embarrassing.

"Teacher, continue. Don't interrupt me again. If you don't understand anything, it's not too late to ask later."

"yes."

"Theoretically speaking, three masters must be present when conferring the urn, namely: the urn monitor, the urn transmitter, and the recommender. But in today's society, where can we find so many truly powerful masters?"

Meng Fan pricked up his ears and listened. He was sure that the master had a solution, but he was curious about what it was.

Jin McGee, who had just been lectured by his master, restrained his words and tried hard to learn from his senior brother.

"So, you two follow me."

"My teacher was born in the 28th year of the Republic of China. When I was eight years old, I was taught the urn in Maoshan, and my altar title..."

The sound disappears.

However, Meng Fan knew the answer. Just now, a piece of information poured into his mind like an enlightenment.

"Just know it in your heart, don't show it to others easily."

"In a moment, I will stand up on the altar for the master meeting, and tell the audience that the altar is peaceful, and the officials in the altar are waiting. In this way, from now on, you can use my name to cast spells and pray to all the great gods. As long as your own conduct is sufficient and your intentions are sincere.

, they will definitely answer.”

In fact, there is one sentence that Zhong Fabai did not say.

Only apprentices who pass the test and pass the test in terms of character and kung fu are qualified to use the title of master.

After all, if one gains, both will be prosperous, and if one loses, both will suffer.

It’s okay for a disciple to practice diligently and behave uprightly, but if he makes a mistake in the future, he, the master, will also suffer, and the merits accumulated in the past will most likely disappear in an instant.

However, Zhong Fabai believes in his own vision and will never see the wrong person!

"Junior brother and I will definitely not disappoint the master. We will correct the path and slay demons..."

Meng Fan is not introverted, on the contrary, he is a bit outgoing, but in formal occasions, he will not speak unless necessary. Now, he really felt a kind of caring feeling, so he couldn't help but promise.

The master didn't say anything that would harm both of them. He trusted them unconditionally, but he was not stupid. When he introduced Shi Lu before, he made it clear:

The urn records the Taoist's merits and demerits in his life.

Now that he and Jin Maiji have adopted the title of master, they can naturally enjoy the various benefits brought by his meritorious deeds throughout his life. Correspondingly, if he does not conduct self-examination, his master will be harmed.

"Haha, good! Good! Good! Dashan, master believes in you."

Realizing the sincerity of his beloved disciple, Zhong Fa laughed heartily. He felt that the two happiest things in his life were:
To be continued...