"Lu Chen, you come in with me. "

After explaining the matter, Uncle Nine suddenly waved to Lu Chen with a serious face.

"Huh!?".

Lu Chen was a little puzzled, and then followed.

Others don't know why.

Old Lady Ren has been eliminated, what else can make Uncle Nine so serious?

They followed up to see what was going on.

They were really made a shadow by Old Lady Ren, for fear that there would be any hidden dangers left.

"Lu Chen, give three sticks of incense to Master Zu. "

Uncle Nine glanced at everyone and didn't say anything, just asked Lu Chen to put three sticks of incense on the ancestral master who was enshrined in the hall.

The four-eyed Taoist looked at this scene, his eyes widened suddenly, could it be that the senior brother wanted to ......

Lu Chen is the nephew of the senior brother, not a disciple.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't!

Could it be that there are really so many people in the world who are so generous?

Lu Chen's kid didn't hesitate to pass on his own inheritance of the purple talisman, and his senior brother seemed to want to pass on his inheritance to Lu Chen's kid for free.

Isn't that a bit too generous?

He scratched his head and muttered, "It's like I'm stingy." "

Lu Chen didn't know what Uncle Nine was going to do, so he gave incense to Master Zu with doubts.

His Lingxiao Pavilion lineage was originally from Maoshan Mountain, and it was normal to incense the ancestral master.

"Lu Chen, come in with me!!".

Uncle Nine glanced at the dumbfounded Wencai and Qiusheng, sighed secretly, and then turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Lu Chen frowned slightly and followed.

The others wanted to follow, but they were stopped by the four-eyed Taoist, "Don't look at it, don't look at it, what's there to see, let's disperse, let's disperse!"

If it's what he guessed, don't let too many people know the specifics!

"Close the door. "

Uncle Nine instructed Lu Chen to close the door, and then took out a quaint wooden box from under the bed.

"Uncle Nine, what is this?".

Lu Chen was very puzzled.

"I've learned everything here!".

Uncle Nine opened the wooden box, and inside were a few quaint books, which were roughly opened, and what caught his eye were the ghost art, the Bagua Palm, and the Lightning Thunder Fist.

Lu Chen's pupils shrank, this is the Taoist technique that Uncle Nine learned in Maoshan.

After the ghost art is practiced, it is rumored that after the practice, you can enslave the hundred ghosts, let them prostrate under their feet, and obey their own instructions.

Baguazhang, similar to Wudang Taiji, can be practiced in four or two to a high level, even in the face of a strong thunder method, it can be opened, transferred and rebounded.

Needless to say, the stunt of Maoshan Senior Brother Shi Jian is not only a thunder method for refining the body, but also an expert in holding thunder and lightning all over the world, breaking through countless prestige.

"Uncle Nine, you are ......".

His eyes lit up, and he had already guessed what Uncle Nine meant, but he still wanted to confirm the truth.

"I have two disciples under my sect, Qiusheng and Wencai. Uncle Nine sighed and said: "Qiusheng is talented and intelligent, but unfortunately his heart is uncertain, and he has not been able to grasp the essentials in cultivation, and his literary talent is pure and good-natured, but it is a pity that he is too honest and hopeless in cultivating the Tao." "

"If this continues, I'm afraid that I won't have a successor after surgery. "

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth twitched slightly, how could Uncle Nine have a kind of sorrow about "who should I pass on my huge family property to".

Well, this family property is indeed very large, at least far more than the inheritance of his family's Lingxiao Pavilion.

"So, Uncle Nine, do you want me to pass it on?"

He raised his eyebrows.

"I can't think of anyone else who can inherit my mantle but you. Uncle Nine nodded and said, "Anyway, there is no difference between passing on this technique to a disciple and passing it on to a nephew. "

He watched Lu Chen grow up since he was a child, and he has always treated Lu Chen as a family member, so he did not resist teaching Lu Chen's Taoism from the bottom of his heart.

"The elder doesn't dare to resign, Uncle Nine, I'm better to be respectful. "

Lu Chen had a smile on his face, and he took these Taoist books without any twist, and if he could learn more Taoist skills, of course he would not shirk it.

At the same time, I am full of gratitude to Uncle Jiu in my heart, such an important inheritance, I will hand it over to him when I say that I will hand it over.

Great grace is not grateful.

Lu Chen remembers Uncle Jiu's kindness in his heart, and he will definitely repay him if he has the opportunity in the future.

Uncle Nine admonished earnestly: "Remember, I teach you Taoism in the hope that you will punish evil and promote good, and you must not use art to deceive others!"

Lu Chen nodded solemnly, "Uncle Nine, don't worry, I will keep your teachings in mind." "

Seeing that Lu Chen didn't regard himself as an outsider, Uncle Nine nodded with satisfaction, "You can look through it yourself, if you don't understand, you can ask me." "

"Understood. "

Just as Lu Chen was about to flip through the book of "Ghost Technique", Uncle Nine asked coldly, "You really know how to draw purple talismans?"

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes." "

"I have the materials here, you draw a purple talisman for me to see. "

Seeing Lu Chen's words, Uncle Jiu's heart suddenly moved, took out the materials for drawing the purple rune from the room, spread the rune paper on the table, and ground the vermilion ink.

Lu Chen looked at Uncle Jiu's expectant appearance, pondered for a while, and immediately grabbed the red pen, dotted it with ink, and then put it on the rune paper overnight.

A thunder talisman with a thunder glyph head is formed.

Uncle Nine picked up the thunder talisman and felt it carefully, and found that it was indeed full of violent thunder and lightning factors.

He looked at Lu Chen with a strange expression, this kid is too surprising.

Not only is he unbeatable in the art of inviting gods, but he is also talented in talismans.

What a freak.

He sighed lightly, "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, a new generation is better than the old, Lu Chen, your cultivation on the Fu Qi is already a teacher." "

As he spoke, he quietly took the thunder talisman into his arms.

"Uncle Nine, you have won the award, I still have a long way to go in the talisman. "

Lu Chen shook his head, his own family knew his own family affairs, and his talisman drawing technique was actually only at the second level, and it was still far behind.

“......"

Uncle Nine was speechless, this level of talisman cultivation is still far behind, what's the matter?

"Uncle Nine, I'll go back to my room and read a book. "

After getting so many Taoist books, Lu Chen couldn't wait to look through the specific situation.

"Go, go, if there's something you don't understand, you can ask me again. "

Uncle Nine waved his hand and let Lu Chen act on his own.

Then the two of them came out under the inquiring gaze of everyone, and they did not reveal anything, it was all up to everyone to speculate.

Only the four-eyed Taoist has a faint gaze, and the senior brother is really willing.

But think about the two disciples of the senior brother, it seems that if they don't pass on their skills to others, they will be brought into the loess after a hundred years.

Thinking of this, he thought of his disciple Jia Le, that talent and literary talent Qiusheng is fifty steps and a hundred steps, no one should laugh at anyone.

In other words, it is difficult to pass on his skills.

Shouldn't you want to pass it on to others like a senior brother?

He sighed, full of distress.

......

Crying, begging for flowers, begging for evaluation votes

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