Chen Fan walked leisurely and leisurely. Two days later, he came to Guangzhou City. In this era, Guangzhou had a hint of "false prosperity." He found a place where no one was to put away the white dragon, and Chen Fan walked into Guangzhou City.

Chen Fan wandered around the streets of Guangzhou, preparing to find an inn, stayed here for two days, and also bought some gifts for the people at home. After all, he was going home, so he couldn't just leave empty-handed.

"Stinky beggar, you dare to steal things, and see if I won't beat you to death." There was a sound of beating and scolding before, and Chen Fan didn't care. He had seen such things over the years. He could manage them at first, but now he is accustomed to them.

What he didn't expect was that if he didn't cause trouble, the trouble would actually come to him. A petite figure suddenly bumped into his body. What he didn't expect most was that his spiritual weapon was not responding.

Chen Fan looked closely and found that he was a five or six-year-old beggar, dressed in a shabby single dress, covered in dirt on his face, but with bright eyes.

"I finally caught you, little beggar; he dared to steal my buns and see if I won't beat you to death." Because of hitting Chen Fan, the little beggar was caught by the stall owner.

From his words, Chen Fan knew that the little beggar had stole his buns. He looked at the little beggar, desperately protecting the things in his arms, and did not speak out, but silently endured the beating and scolding.

"Okay, the bun seller, I'll give his bun money, so don't beat him anymore." Chen Fan spoke out and stopped the stall owner.

The vendor selling buns didn't dare to say anything when he saw Chen Fan's temperament. He took the money and left. The little beggar didn't say anything. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed Chen Fan twice and turned around and left.

Before Chen Fan could figure out why his spiritual weapon did not respond to him, he secretly followed him. Chen Fan had spiritual consciousness in his body, and within a radius of 1,000 meters, the little beggar naturally did not notice it.

When I followed him to his residence, I realized that this was a dilapidated temple.

"Brother; brother; look at what I found?" A little girl's voice actually came from Chen Fan's ears.

"Qianqian; where did you come from the bun? Did you steal it?" A weak boy's voice rang.

"No; it was a Taoist priest who saw me pitiful." The little girl did not tell the truth.

"Qianqian; remember, we must be strong in life, and we must not steal anything no matter how difficult it is." The little boy said.

"I know, brother, you're about to eat, it's delicious."

"Brother is not hungry, let's eat it." The little boy refused.

"Brother, you lied to me. You have been sick for two days, how could you not be hungry?"

"Okay; let's eat together." The little boy could only surrender.

Chen Fan saw that the little boy was about six or seven years old and should be very ill. When he saw that the brother and sister were still able to be friendly with each other in this situation, he decided to help them.

So he showed up and walked in through the gate. The little boy was very alert, "Who are you, what do you want to do?" After that, he struggled to get up.

"This guy, don't be impatient. I am the one who bought buns for your sister." Seeing the little boy's vigilance, Chen Fan comforted.

"Yes, brother; it was this Taoist priest who helped me." The little girl also comforted her.

"Thank you, Taoist priest; Chen Xiu kowtowed to you." He said that.

"Young man, don't be too polite. Your name is Chen Xiu?" Chen Fan quickly refused when he saw that he was weak.

"Yes, boy Chen Xiu, this is my sister Chen Qian."

"Hahaha; then we were still a family five hundred years ago. I was named Xuanqing, and the layman's surname was Chen. I just saw the conversation between you two, and they didn't look like beggars. How could they have fallen to such a level?"

"Hehe, Taoist priest clearly saw that we brother and sister were originally gentry families outside the city, but our family was affected by bandits and they fell to this point." Xiao Chen Xiu explained.

"Well; so that's it. Seeing that the guy is sick, I asked myself that there are some medical skills. Do you want to ask me to show you?"

"Really, thank you, Taoist priest, you are saved by brother." Chen Qian was very happy.

"Thank you, Master." Chen Xiu showed gratitude.

After Chen Fan's careful inspection, he found that Chen Xiu was just a little cold, and he was not nutritious enough to treat the disease. This minor illness can be cured in Chen Fan's current hands with just one talisman.

However, Chen Fan did not perform Taoist techniques in front of the two, but took them to an inn. After taking a bath and changing clothes, he treated them with medical treatment. During this period, Chen Fan examined the bodies of the two people in the name of prevention.

Finally figured out why his spiritual weapon did not react to Chen Qian. It turned out that Chen Qian was a congenital Taoist body, born with a short-lived Taoist heart, and had no malice, so her spiritual weapon did not respond to her at all.

Although his elder brother Chen Xiu is not a congenital Taoist body, he is also a rare pure Yang body. His eight characters are pure Yang, and he is born to restrain monsters and monsters, and he is also a rare genius of Taoism.

During the treatment period, Chen Fan carefully examined the character of the two. Although his brother was young, he was righteous and his sister was innocent and innocent, and she was simple and kind.

How could Chen Fan not be moved when he encountered such a talented and beautiful person? So after Chen Xiu recovered from his illness, he called the two of them to his body after dinner that day.

"Brother Chen Xiu, your illness has been cured. I wonder what plans are in the future?"

"Thank you for your care over the past few days. But we two brothers and sisters are not close to each other now, so we can only take one step and look at it." Chen Xiu said helplessly.

"So that's it; I saw that the brother and sister are talented and intend to accept you as disciples. I wonder if you are willing?"

"Ah; of course I'd like to, Chen Xiu pays homage to Master." After saying that, he pulled Chen Qian and knelt down.

Seeing the two kowtow to him, Chen Fan did not refuse this time. After all, he was the master and apprenticeship, and some etiquette was insurmountable.

"Okay, okay, okay; get up quickly." Seeing that the two of them kowtowed, Chen Fan quickly helped them up.

"Since you have already worshipped me as your teacher, I also want to tell you the origin of your master. He was born in the Maoshan School and was a great disciple of the Maoshan "Tiandao" lineage. His Taoist name was Xuanqing and his Taoist name was your master. Yimei was the head of our lineage. Do you remember it?"

"Yes, master." Chen Xiu and the others said to write it down.

Chen Fan took out two jade pendants from his arms and distributed them to them, and asked them to recognize their masters with blood.

"That's good. The jade pendant I just gave you was refined by me. It is two top-quality magic weapons. I gave you, one is used as a symbol of your identity, and the other is also as a magic weapon for you to protect you."

Chen Xiu and the others then looked at the jade pendant in front of them carefully. They saw that the jade pendant was half the size of an adult's palm, in the shape of a token, with a gentle jade texture. On one side, the word Maoshan engraved on one side, surrounded by two dragons, on the other side, the word Heavenly Dao, and on the background is a lotus.

Moreover, when I held the jade pendant in my hand, I felt as if it was connected to my mind, and there was also a refreshing breath that surged out of the jade pendant, stretching my arms around my body, and I felt refreshed for a moment.

Chen Xiu knew this was a treasure, so he immediately pulled his sister to thank him again.

Chen Fan received a gift and said, "Okay, today's weather is over. As for other things, I will talk about it slowly if I have the chance in the future. Now Chen Xiu has recovered and will rest for another day tomorrow. We will leave here the day after tomorrow. You can go back to your room to rest first."

"Yes, my disciple will leave." Chen Xiu pulled his sister back to his room.

"Brother, have we become Taoist masters? Then, don't you have to go hungry anymore?" After returning to the room, the sister, who was a little confused, expressed her questions.

"Yes; Qianqian, we will have a master in the future, and Qianqian will no longer have to go hungry."

"Hahaha, that's great." Chen Qian smiled happily.
Chapter completed!