Fu Yang was silent for a while, and finally said straight to the point: "Huang Xuanzi, last time we met, you said that the Red Pine and Huang Daxian lineage chooses the true inheritor of the Taoist tradition through the method of inheritance across generations. And I,
He is another five-color spiritual power possessor after your grandfather Liang Ren'an."
Liang Shiqi nodded: "That's right."
Fu Yang added: "Last time you said that I was too weak. When the time comes, you will give me some status in Wong Tai Sin Temple. Today, I am here."
He didn't want to hide anything.
This matter was originally brought up by Huang Xuanzi himself.
And as he goes deeper into the supernatural world, and as the conflict with the Pantheon Religion intensifies, Fu Yang increasingly understands one thing - he needs a force of his own!
It is not an organization like the Zero Group that he is attached to, but a force that is truly used by him and can follow instructions.
And the fastest way is the power of Wong Tai Sin Temple!
When Huang Xuanzi and Liang Shiqi saw that Fu Yang was not hiding anything, he sighed at his frankness and felt helpless. He smiled bitterly and looked at Fu Yang: "Uncle... I have considered you with the most genius possibility. But I still didn't expect it.
, you were actually able to improve your cultivation to this level in less than a year."
Ah Huang saw that the old Taoist priest didn't seem to answer Fu Yang's question directly, but was rather perfunctory, and he immediately felt a little unhappy.
He took a step forward, looked at Liang Shiqi and said, "Old Taoist priest, don't you want to go back on your word? A Taoist who sticks to his word cannot go back on his word."
Liang Shiqi ignored him, just looked at Fu Yang, and said in a calm tone: "Uncle, if I say that I regret it and am unwilling to hand over the actual power of Wong Tai Sin Temple to you, what will you do?"
Fu Yang also looked very calm.
He also looked at him with clear and calm eyes: "What else can I do? Of course I turned around and left. Although I, Fu Yang, hope that my subordinates will have some power that can be used, I am not that ambitious or messy person. I am of the same lineage as Chisong.
Since the relationship is fate, why force it? What’s more,..."
Fu Yang paused.
Then his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze actually pierced Liang Shiqi's heart, and he said softly: "I also know that Huang Chuping, a red pine nut thousands of years ago, actually did not leave a trace of power or even half a believer! Now he is famous in South China and has a large number of followers.
Believers, the Mo family, Zero Group, and the four-divided supernatural world situation in Luofu Mountain are all the work of three generations of your Liang family. If it weren't for your willingness, how could I, Fu Yang, have succeeded with just a so-called generational inheritance?
Take away so much?”
Liang Shiqi, who had white hair and beard, was stunned for a moment, with a look of shock in his eyes.
He didn't expect that the young "Uncle Cheap Master" in front of him could see through his thoughts so directly. He also implicitly showed that he could understand.
Such a smart and strategic person is indeed a young hero!
well……
Liang Shiqi let out a long sigh.
"Uncle Master is right, I am indeed unwilling... After all, just relying on the name of Wong Tai Sin Taoism, which has been passed down from generation to generation, everything that three generations of my Liang family have worked hard to take away."
He no longer hides it.
Ah Huang was stunned, and his expression suddenly turned bad. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to start teasing someone. However, Fu Yang held his shoulders and shook his head at him.
In fact, Fu Yang had already anticipated this situation!
The reason is very simple. He has already said it himself just now. The so-called "orthodox title" of Wong Tai Sin can replace the efforts of three generations of the Liang family. Isn't this unscientific?
So Fu Yang smiled and made a suggestion: "In that case, what do you think about this? Huang Xuanzi, you can give me some tests. If you think that I, Fu Yang, are qualified to obtain some powers of Wong Tai Sin Temple, how about we talk about it then?"
"
Fu Yang also knows that he can't become fat in one bite.
But the more he behaved like this, the more guilty Liang Shiqi felt.
After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said: "That's all, it's me. If my uncle can carry forward my Red Pine and Huang Daxian lineage in the future, it doesn't matter whether he is a member of the Liang family or not. However, there are indeed tests."
oh?
"Are we going to compete with you again? Is this a civil or military fight?"
Fu Yang put his hands behind his back and was very confident.
"No. You don't need to compete with me this time, but..."
As Liang Shiqi spoke, his body sitting cross-legged on the futon seemed to be turned around by an invisible force. His back was to Fu Yang, and he was facing the statue of the Red Pine Immortal Huang Chuping on the throne behind Daoguang in the side hall.
Then he stretched his hands flat, his fingertips shimmered, and quickly drew complex Taoist talismans and incantations in the air. Then he pushed forward!
It was like two white lights flying towards Huang Chuoping's statue and hitting its forehead.
Hmm? What's going on?
Fu Yang and Ah Huang were stunned for a moment, and looked at each other, seeing the confusion in each other's eyes. They had no idea what was going on.
Puff puff...
A second later, the eyebrows of Wong Tai Sin's statue slowly cracked open. A five-color light emitted from it. At this moment, Fu Yang felt that the five-color spiritual power that had been silent in his dantian was about to move.
"Is this... the five-color spiritual power? What is hidden in this statue of Wong Tai Sin?"
Fu Yang widened his eyes, trying to see clearly what was in the cracked eyebrows of the statue of Wong Tai Sin.
Whoosh!!!
A long object, wrapped in five-color spiritual power, flew out from the forehead of the statue. Then it suddenly stopped and floated between Fu Yang and Huang Xuanzi.
Slowly, the five-color spiritual energy wrapped around the long object slowly dissipated, revealing the specific shape of the thing wrapped within it.
Fu Yang's pupils suddenly tightened: "This, this is..."
A scabbard!
That's right, what is suspended in the air in front of you is a simple-looking sword scabbard.
It looks gray on the outside and has no features. It is even a little worn and should be made of some kind of leather. There are also some weird ancient runes on it, all of which are incomplete and unclear. And they are not the same as the Taoist talismans.
The text is similar, but different - it should be the imprint of primitive Taoism before the pre-Qin Dynasty.
"Uncle Master, the name of this scabbard is called the Hidden Immortal Scabbard! It is a magic weapon held and used by the Taoist inheritor of my lineage, Chisong Huang Daxian. Did the Chisong Ancestor Immortal Master thousands of years ago actually use it?
It's clear, at least I know...my grandfather Liang Ren'an was its first owner! Where it came from, I don't know. It should be related to the founder of Chisong Immortal."
Liang Shiqi's tone was erratic, as if he was stuck in some kind of memory.
call!
Fu Yang took a deep breath and asked him: "So, what do I need to do now? What does it have to do with this Hidden Immortal Sword Sheath?" (First update)