Seeing Chen Yuan, he chose to become his friend as his teacher.

Mr. Fire Dragon felt a little disappointed, but he was also happy for his friend to have accepted such a talented disciple.

After Chen Yuan paid the master-disciple ceremony to the young scholar, he said to the young scholar:

"This game of chess has been played for three years in one go. The outcome is no longer important. It's time to end it."

While he was speaking, he looked towards the two Taoist boys Jixiang and Ruyi who were waiting aside. I don't know when he had already put on cotton clothes and wrapped himself tightly.

Ji Xiang Ruyi understood immediately, and when he came to the boulder, he didn't know what kind of magic he used. As soon as he touched the chessboard and teacup on the boulder, they all disappeared.

"Thank you very much for your "Fetal Breathing Technique" sir."

Seeing that he had fulfilled his wish and accepted Chen Yuan as his disciple, the young scholar did not call Mr. Fire Dragon by his name like he did just now. Instead, he called him sir. He reminded Chen Yuan beside him.

"Thank you sir for helping me and giving me this opportunity."

Chen Yuan understood and hurriedly thanked Mr. Huolong and saluted.

"No, as your master said just now, your master has some connection with me, and he is my best friend. You have learned my "Fetal Breathing Technique", which is not an advantage for outsiders."

Mr. Fire Dragon said.

"However, Wu Xinchang, although this son has not worshiped me as his teacher and is not my disciple, I have taught him to enter Taoism. Next time we meet, if you fail to teach him well, don't blame me for questioning you."

As Mr. Fire Dragon spoke, he looked at the young scholar.

"Don't worry, sir. Since I intend to accept him as my disciple, I will naturally teach him with my heart."

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"This way, I feel relieved and I can go."

Before Mr. Fire Dragon finished speaking, he and the two boys beside him had already disappeared, leaving only a faint sound.

"Master, who won the chess game just now?"

Chen Yuan thought of the chessboard almost full of chess pieces on the boulder and asked the young scholar.

"When I take you under my wing, I will naturally win this game of chess."

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In fact, he and Mr. Fire Dragon used the chessboard as a dojo to discuss and discuss, and they didn't care about winning or losing.

The chess game that has been played for three years still has no winner.

As Chen Yuan has been enlightened for three years and achieved the state of breathing, it is meaningless to care about the outcome of the chess game.

What they care more about is who can take Chen Yuan into their sect.

Now it seems that he has won.

That's why he said this.

Only Mr. Fire Dragon left in anger.

Chen Yuan understood the general idea.

It can attract competition between the two immortals, the young scholar and Mr. Fire Dragon.

It seems that he has been sleeping for three years, and his performance in cultivating the realm of breath-taking directly after waking up should be quite good.

"Since the fire dragon left first, it's time for our master and disciple to leave too."

Then, the young scholar said.

"Master, where are we going now?"

Chen Yuan asked.

He has been sleeping for three years. If possible, he would like to go home and have a look.

After not returning home for such a long time, my family may have thought something bad happened to him.

Although he is a time traveler, his feelings for this family are mainly derived from the memory of this body.

However, Chen Yuan's relatives who are still alive all treat Chen Yuan very well, and Chen Yuan cannot bear to make them worry.

"Of course I have to find a place where I can formally teach you how to practice as a teacher."

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"Master, I want to go home and check, let my family know that they are safe, and then follow Master to practice, so that my family will not worry for nothing."

Chen Yuan smiled bitterly.

"For peace of mind, you should first follow my teacher, who will teach you how to practice quickly. You slept for three years and unknowingly, you have reached the state of breathing and have entered the path of practice."

"As long as my teacher teaches you some more knowledge of cultivation and lets you understand the inheritance of my teacher, I can let you go. It won't be too late for you to go home and report that you are safe."

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Chen Yuan:......

He remembered what the young scholar said before he brought him to Mr. Fire Dragon to play chess.

Who would have known that I would just sleep for three years.

Now that he is his disciple, when he hears his words again, he feels like he has been on a pirate ship.

However, three years have passed.

It doesn't seem that big of a deal to follow the young scholar again.

Now that you have entered the path of spiritual practice, you can’t just know a little bit about it, right?

See, Chen Yuan no longer objects.

The young scholar said: "In that case, let's go."

The young scholar lifted Chen Yuan up and slowly rose into the sky, above the nine heavens, speeding through the sea of ​​clouds, leaving Taibai Mountain and rushing to a strange place.

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Soon they arrived at the place and fell into the clouds.

Only then did Chen Yuan realize that he was in front of a bustling and magnificent temple.

I saw this temple with red walls, green tiles, and cornices.

In the middle of the temple, there are three words "Lv Xian Temple" written on it.

There is also an endless stream of believers who come to offer incense, entering and leaving the temple gate.

"Master, where is this place?"

Chen Yuan said in surprise.

He didn't expect that Master would take him to a temple.

"This is the temple built by the local people in gratitude for Master's merits. It is also the place where Master lives most of the time."

The young scholar explained to Chen Yuan.

"Master, your original surname is Lu?"

Hearing that this temple is the master’s temple, Chen Yuan said unexpectedly.

Only then did the young scholar remember that although Chen Yuan had worshiped him as his master, Chen Yuan, his disciple, seemed not to even know the name of his master.

So the young scholar said: "Remember, you are your teacher. My surname is Lu, and my name is Yan. Common people often call me Lu Xianggong."

Chen Yuan secretly remembered his master's name in his heart and said: "Master's name, the disciple has written it down."

When Lu Yan heard this, he smiled and said, "Okay, let's go and follow our teacher into the temple."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked towards the temple.

Chen Yuan quickly followed.

He followed his master Lu Yan all the way, and when he entered the main hall of the temple, he discovered that there was enshrined in the main hall a statue of a man nearly ten feet tall, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, a pure Yang scarf on his head, holding a fly whisk in his right hand, stroking a long beard with his left hand, and carrying a long sword on his back.

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The statue of the god is wrapped in the lingering smoke of the burning incense candles in the cauldron below, and is looming, giving people a feeling of incomparable majesty.

Chen Yuan glanced at the statues enshrined in the main hall, and then at the young scholar-looking master beside him. He was confused for a moment.

"Could the statue enshrined in this hall be Master, but it doesn't look like it?"

Chen Yuan muttered secretly in his heart.

As if he could see what Chen Yuan was thinking, Lu Yan laughed and said:

"Don't care about the appearance. I would love it as a teacher. Walking around the world with this young face."

While Chen Yuan was talking to Master Lu Yan, the pilgrims offering incense around him all looked at Chen Yuan with strange expressions.

Because this handsome young man, who had a big beard around his lips and looked a little slovenly, was talking to himself in front of an empty room, as if he was crazy.

Soon, the temple’s congratulators heard the news and came over.

The blessing of this temple is an old Taoist named Chang Kongzi, who wears a blue robe and a lotus crown.
To be continued...