In front of the ruined temple in the west of Luoyang County, two people stood.
One is an old man with white hair and a childlike face, and the other is a child about four or five years old. The child is pink and tender, like a lucky doll that came out of a New Year painting.
But at this moment, the old man with gray hair and childish face was bowing respectfully to the child.
If any outsiders saw this scene, they would definitely find it strange.
Regarding the children in front of him, Wu Xuanzi did not dare to be careless at all, and his attitude was polite and polite, neither humble nor overbearing.
After all, he has seen the world.
Let’s not talk about the mysterious Mr. Bu, but let’s talk about Hong Qi, the old beggar, who now exists in the heavenly realm.
And old man Tianxuan did not bully the weak.
Although the Confucian and Daoist sub-sages were much lower than him in cultivation, in terms of understanding of the way of heaven, the Confucian-Daoist sub-sages far surpassed him.
"Fellow Taoist, there are only a handful of people in the entire Tiannan Continent who can become saints through Confucianism and Taoism. It is not an exaggeration to call you a saint!"
Old man Tianxuan shook his head slowly.
Although the Confucian and Taoist sub-sages cannot be compared with the real Confucian and Taoist saints, they are enough to be respected as saints by people.
What's more, there are only two Confucian and Taoist saints in the entire Tiannan Continent.
One of them left this world tens of thousands of years ago, and now there is only one Confucian and Taoist saint left.
“I don’t know how to call you friends?”
Wu Xuanzi did not get entangled in this issue. He clasped his fists respectfully and asked.
"Tianxuanzi!"
Old Tianxuan smiled faintly, and his tone was calm and gentle, but it seemed a bit inconsistent with his immature little face.
"Tianxuanzi?"
Wu Xuanzi murmured in his mouth and frowned. He had never heard of this term, but Tiannan Continent was so vast that there were still some ascetics who did not care about worldly affairs.
"I have been in seclusion all year round and rarely have contact with the outside world. It is not surprising that fellow Taoists have not heard of it."
Elder Tianxuan saw Wu Xuanzi's thoughts and smiled lightly, "But it seems to me that fellow Taoist passed by here accidentally!"
"It is indeed as fellow Taoist said, I did not pass by this place accidentally!!"
Wu Xuanzi did not deny it, but admitted it openly, and old man Tianxuan looked at Wu Xuanzi with interest, as if waiting for Wu Xuanzi's next words.
Wu Xuanzi did not keep the old man Tianxuan waiting for long, and asked softly: "Fellow Taoist, have you ever met an old man with an unattractive appearance before?"
"A plain old man?"
Old man Tianxuan was stunned for a moment, but a flattering old face immediately appeared in his mind.
"Do you know that old man?" Old Tianxuan asked in surprise.
"Barely considered acquaintance!"
Wu Xuanzi coughed slightly, and his face twitched unconsciously.
But old man Tianxuan was still keenly aware of it.
Old man Tianxuan was confused.
Although Wu Xuanzi concealed it very well, he could still detect a very strange look on Wu Xuanzi's face when he heard about the unattractive old man.
This weird look includes helplessness, confusion, complexity, and a wry smile.
Could it be that the old man did something to Wu Xuanzi?
This is unlikely!
Wu Xuanzi is also a Confucian, Taoist and sub-sage.
Although the old man was stronger than ordinary people, he was not worth mentioning in front of Wu Xuanzi.
The old man Tianxuan didn't think much and said with a smile: "No wonder that old man's energy and blood are different from ordinary people. I guess it's the credit of fellow Taoist!"
"Fellow Taoist, I have misunderstood. Song Leizi's strong qi and blood have nothing to do with me!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head.
"It turns out that old man's name is Song Leizi, and he really lives up to his name!"
Old man Tianxuan recalled Song Lezi's appearance and couldn't help but nodded.
"But you said that Song Laizi's strong qi and blood have nothing to do with you, but I don't think Song Laizi is born with a special constitution, it's more like acquired!"
Old man Tianxuan still has this kind of sharp eyesight.
"Fellow Taoist, Song Leizi's strong qi and blood are indeed caused by the day after tomorrow. It's just that his strong qi and blood has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with another person!"
Speaking of another person, Wu Xuanzi could not hide the look of reverence in his eyes.
This scene surprised old man Tianxuan.
To be able to make a Confucian, Taoist, and sublime saint show reverence on his face, what kind of cultivation level does the other person have?
Could it be that he is a Confucian and Taoist saint?
After all, Wu Xuanzi was only respectful when facing him.
But the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is not rich, it can even be said to be barren.
In such a place, not only did the Confucian and Taoist sages live in seclusion here, but there was also a certain monk who was revered by the Confucian and Taoist sages.
"I wonder if that fellow Taoist is..."
Just when old man Tianxuan was about to ask who that person was, the spiritual energy of the surrounding world suddenly became restless, as if he felt attracted by some powerful force.
At this moment, an invisible immortal aura suddenly shot straight into the sky, forming Taoist runes one after another in the sky.
"The charm of the great road!"
Old man Tianxuan lost his voice.
Generally, if this happens, it can only mean that a treasure of heaven and earth containing the charm of the great avenue has been born not far away.
But how could the most precious treasure of heaven and earth be born in such a remote place?
You must know that there are only a handful of treasures in the world, and each one that appears will cause an uproar in the world of immortality.
But the places where the treasures of heaven and earth are generally born are in some taboo places in the world of immortality in Tiannan.
These forbidden places, even if he is in the late stage of transcending the tribulation, there is no guarantee that he can survive in these forbidden places.
But danger also presents opportunity.
Many forbidden places are another kind of creation for monks.
Could it be...
Old man Tianxuan thought of a possibility.
There is a forbidden place here.
This can also explain why a dignified Confucian and Taoist Yashenghui lives in seclusion in such a remote place.
Can...
Old man Tianxuan frowned.
Although he was indeed a little moved by the treasure of heaven and earth, the purpose of his trip was to find the Son of God.
What's more, there is another monk here.
Although I don't know what the cultivation level of that person is, if a Confucian, Taoist and sub-sage can respect him, how can his cultivation level be low?
Therefore, old man Tianxuan does not want to cause unnecessary trouble.
But what Wu Xuanzi said next made old Tianxuan stunned.
"Mr. Bu has created another calligraphy and painting that contains Taoist charm!"
Looking at the aura of the avenue, Wu Xuanzi sighed, his expression full of envy and reverence.
"Fellow Taoist, what do you mean?"
Old man Tianxuan looked at Wu Xuanzi in surprise. What does it mean to create a calligraphy and painting that contains Taoist charm?
"Fellow Taoist Tianxuanzi, didn't you just want to know who Song Leizi's strong qi and blood are related to?"
Wu Xuanzi smiled mysteriously. The reason why he dared to chat and laugh with the strange late-stage Tribulation monk in front of him was because of that existence standing behind him.
"Could it be the Mr. Bu you just mentioned?"
After all, old man Tianxuan is an old monster who has lived for countless years, so how could he not understand what Wu Xuanzi meant.
"That's right, it's Mr. Bu!"
Wu Xuanzi clasped his hands and looked towards the direction of the town, "A being who towers over this world!"