Sure enough, just as Wen Guying said, the attitude of the headmaster Wang was very gentle. He said: "Can you show me the Tianyin pot?"
Li Chuan took out the Tianyin pot and handed it to him.
Headmaster Wang took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and after a moment he said: "This Tianyin pot has been silent in Tianyu Gate for more than a thousand years. It has finally found its owner. What a joy, what a joy!" p>
There was joy in his eyes, as if he was really happy that the Tianyin Pot had found its owner.
"Thirty thousand years ago, Tan Wuhen cast the Tianyin Pot, which shined brilliantly during the Great Tribulation. With the vicissitudes of time, Tan Wuhen has long since fallen, and countless monks have come and gone during this period..." Headmaster Wang
The Tianyin pot was returned to Li Chuan, "Now that you have re-carved it using the methods in the Pattern Sutra, I believe that it will regain its splendor in your hands."
Li Chuan said: "I will treat it carefully."
Master Wang didn't mind at all and said: "Okay, okay."
After the conversation was over, the subsequent chat became casual. Leader Wang asked Wen Guying some things about the Four Gods Palace; he also chatted about the good talents among the disciples who came to the meeting this year.
Li Chuan stood aside and listened silently. They all took care of his feelings and would ask him a question from time to time.
As we chatted, we came up with the topic of the successors of "The Classic of Patterns".
Headmaster Wang said: "I remember that the previous generation's descendant of the Pattern Classic came up with a system that was very powerful. He also came to Xuantai Lingguang Society, and relied on a defensive magic weapon and his set of things to
He actually defeated all the monks in that spiritual light meeting and won the first place. Did he have a good relationship with Gong Wuguang? I remember."
"That was more than three hundred years ago? I wasn't there yet, right?" Wen Guying said.
"Oh, that's right," Master Wang thought about it and said, "It's a pity that he has no successor."
Wen Guying said: "He once asked the Sishen Palace to find a successor for him, and entrusted the "Classic of Patterns" to the Sishen Palace." As he said, he glanced at Li Chuan, "Now, the "Classic of Patterns" has a new
He is a successor, and he has lived up to his trust."
Head Wang said to Li Chuan: "If you have the opportunity, you can go to Qintian Prison to ask Gong Wuguang for advice. He may know more."
Wen Guying said with a smile: "Brother Li is also working in Qintian Prison now."
"Isn't that just right?" Headmaster Wang said with a smile.
Li Chuan replied: "Master Gong once showed me a book, which should be written by the successor of the "Classic of Patterns" of the previous generation."
"How did you like it?" Headmaster Wang asked.
"I can't see the words on it," Li Chuan answered honestly, "Master Gong said, maybe it's because I want to follow my own path."
"Brother Li has only been able to mend the Tianyin Pot in just over a year after he obtained the Pattern Sutra. He will definitely be able to go further." Wen Guying said.
"Yes." Headmaster Wang nodded. "Brother Li, are you going to participate in some activities this year?"
Li Chuan naturally didn't want to, and he replied: "I'll take a look first, maybe I'll get a lot of inspiration."
After that, they avoided the topic and talked about the arrangements for this year's Xuantai Spiritual Light Meeting.
Li Chuan listened and finally understood the general activities of Xuantai Lingguang Club. Generally speaking, they can be divided into three categories: communication, fighting and trading.
The scenery of Yanqing Mountain is very good, and the houses and facilities made by magic are also beautiful. Now there are lively programs to watch. Apart from having nothing to eat, I can only take Bigu Pill. It is really a good holiday destination. p>
After the three of them chatted for a while, Wen Guying took Li Chuan and left.
On the way back, Wen Guying said to Li Chuan: "Am I right? Master Wang, he is very kind."
Li Chuan replied: "It's pretty good."
Although it was not him who broke the Tianyin Pot, and the recognition of its owner was purely accidental, the head of the Tianyu Sect, no matter what he thought in his heart, it was only for his sake that he could talk things out in a friendly manner.
, officially entrusted the Tianyin Pot to him, at least he is a decent person.
After sending Li Chuan back to his residence, Wen Guying said: "I will be busy for a while. If you have something to do, go directly to the next door to find me. If I am not there, just find a disciple from the Four Gods Palace and ask him to send me a message."
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Li Chuan agreed.
Wen Guying added: "In about ten days, the Xuantai Spiritual Light Meeting will begin. The matter of the strange ghosts in the heart will also be discussed at the meeting."
"Meeting? Who else?"
"There are only five people present. There are two of us, Master Wang, Master Zenhai whom you have met, and a monk from the Qing Sect."
Wen Guying explained: "The change in the heart is of great importance, so the spiritual thoughts of several elders will be reflected."
Li Chuan agreed simply: "Then call me when the time comes."
"Okay, then you have a good rest and I'll make some arrangements first." Wen Guying said.
"You go ahead and don't worry about me." Li Chuan said.
After stepping into the yard, I smelled a familiar medicinal smell.
Li Chuan rubbed his nose and walked to the alchemy room, where he saw Lao Xiaokai sitting by the stove with a cattail leaf fan and a broken pot on the stove.
"If I keep boiling this pot, my cooking will smell like medicine." Li Chuan closed the door, walked to Lao Xiaokai and sat down next to him.
"Back?" Lao smiled and looked up at him.
"Well, where are the second and third brothers?" Li Chuan asked.
"We're going to the Si Shen Palace next door." Lao smiled, opened his fan and pointed.
"If you want to leave, I'll go talk to Taoist Wen," Li Chuan said. He was too frightened before, but now that he's in a safe place and has had a good night's rest, he's refreshed a bit, so he thinks about the pros and cons.
It became clear. He said: "I won't ask you why, you can go wherever you want."
Lao laughed and said, "I'm not leaving."
"Are you sure?"
"If I leave from here, Qin Tian Jian will definitely come for me," Lao smiled with a resigned expression, "After much thought, it's safer to hide here."
"Qintian Prison isn't that scary, right? Don't scare yourself."
"You don't understand." Lao smiled and shuddered again, "I have something they want. Brother Li, don't worry, even if something happens, I won't involve you."
"That's not what I meant..."
"I know." Lao Xiaokai sprinkled a handful of something unknown into the pot, and the green and black liquid in the pot kept bubbling.
Li Chuan felt his stomach began to cramp.
"Can you give me some insight?" Li Chuan said.
Lao smiled with a look of struggle on his face.
Li Chuan continued to coax him, "Doctor Lao, you know that I have no ambitions. Qin Tianjian is my backer. As long as Gong Wuguang survives, I don't care whether I am living as a rich man in Yunqiao Township or in the capital."
After all, opening a medical clinic will be a worry-free life. I thought of your life-saving grace and took the risk of offending Qin Tianjian to keep you by my side. Why don't you tell me the truth at all?"
Lao Xiaokai walked with Li Chuan and already knew what kind of person he was.
He said: "Your temperament is suitable for people of my profession."
"You said that I am a descendant of Tiansu, and you claim to be a member of the Shenxia sect, aren't we from the same sect?" Li Chuan returned what Lao Xiaokai had said to him, "We are brothers from the same sect, what else can't be said?"<
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Lao smiled and listened, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Our sect specializes in finding various secret places to go in and touch some treasures. Twenty years ago, my master took me to sneak in here secretly, and wanted to try it out.
Collect some spiritual plants from the secret realm..."
Lao smiled and spread his hands, his expression more bitter than the medicine in the pot: "Twenty years have passed, and the spirit beasts guarding the secret realm may still remember the aura on my body..."