The protector.

Even Mr. Li beside Zhao Mengyou and Luanping beside Chu Kuang, who only protects their safety and does not involve other matters. Although it is called the Taoist protection, it is actually no different from the high-level servants. From the smallest place of Wanhua to the largeest of the children of aristocratic families like Xiao Yang, they can arrange multiple Taoist protectionists for their geniuses.

The Taoist protectors are different.

In addition to protecting the safety of geniuses.

We must also be able to take on the important task of guiding them to practice, teaching divine channels, solving their doubts at all times, and strengthening their hearts of Tao.

Once selected.

Then I will protect the Tao for life!

Although both parties do not have the name of master and apprentice, they have the reality of master and apprentice.

Those who can preach and solve doubts for the genius, their cultivation, strength, and nature must be the best among the top ones.

There are very few people like this.

Even if you find it, you may not be willing to protect the Tao.

Therefore, there are very few people.

Most geniuses can only settle for the second best. Choosing a group of Taoist protectors to follow is also a good choice.

The Taoist protector.

It is hard to come by.

Gu Han doesn’t understand these things, and the fat man doesn’t understand them either. However, Chongming comes from the Xuantian Realm, but he understands them very well.

"Fatty!"

It looked at the fat man with squint eyes.

"Stop making trouble! It's not your business!"

"Master Chicken!"

The fat man looked dissatisfied.

"Didn't you say I'm a natural sword species? Why can't it work! The old man hasn't spoken yet!"

"Oh."

Chongming sneered.

"You are a bastard, he is a sword, can you be the same!"

The fat man looked puzzled.

Are they all sword species? There is a big difference!

Gu Han was also puzzled.

Why is Chicken cursing?

"Xiaoyun."

Chongming ignored him and looked at the old blind man with a serious look on his face, "You have thought about it, don't say that Master Chicken won't remind you, this is your last chance!"

"Little guy."

The old blind man did not answer, but asked Xiang Gu Han, "How about it, I, Yun Jiansheng, are you qualified to be your Taoist protector?"

"Secret Yun?"

The fat man's eyes lit up.

"Old man, what is your relationship with the Great Yan Dynasty? Is the Yan Emperor your junior? Speaking of which, we are really a family. I am the King of the Great Yan Dynasty..."

“It doesn’t matter.”

The old blind man shook his head.

"Although the surname Yun is not a big surname, it is quite a few, just a coincidence."

The fat man looked disappointed.

This is a mess.

The relationship has not been reached!

In Gu Han's heart, except for the owner of the Dayan Sword Sutra, the old blind man was the strongest swordsman who had ever seen.

Are you qualified to protect your own way?

No!

It should be whether I have the right to let him protect the Tao!

"senior."

He thought about it.

"I can cause trouble."

"kindness."

"These people will definitely come to me again."

"kindness."

"Your body..."

Gu Han was a little worried.

Although the old blind man was strong, he could not even control his sword intent before. If he took action one after another, he would naturally feel sorry for him.

"rest assured."

The old blind man smiled.

"Do not use a sword to deal with them."

"That……"

"A glance at them and they die."

Gu Han:...

The fat man looked suspicious.

Can you see the dead, I believe it, but is your look a little accurate?

"My younger brother Gu Han!"

Gu Han's face turned solemn and gave a big gift to the old blind man.

"Thank you for protecting the way for your help!"

"hehe."

The old blind man was a little happy and waved to the fat man.

"Okay, okay, come here."

"Okay!"

The fat man was overjoyed.

Before he could take a step, Chongming waved his wings and stopped him, his tone was unprecedentedly solemn, "Don't make trouble."

Fatty:...

Gu Han was a little embarrassed.

Walk slowly to the old blind man.

"Senior, you..."

"Being a sword cultivator."

The old blind man's tone was a bit serious, "The sword can be broken, but the sword bone can never be broken, can he record it?"

"yes!"

Gu Han was stunned and nodded.

The old blind man no longer spoke, raised his hand tremblingly, put his two hands together and gently placed them on his eyebrows.

"go!"

Bang!

The sound fell.

A crack exploded on the wooden stick again, and a sword intent that seemed to be able to open the sky bloomed for a moment, then it was condensed and then sank into Gu Han's eyebrows!

In the space of consciousness.

The sword intent condensed again and turned into a three-inch-long white sword.

Extremely magical.
To be continued...