Chapter 167 I have a bell that can suppress thousands of miles

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When we returned to the mountain, the Taoists were having a meal and drinking.

As the glasses clinked, people's faces were filled with joy.

Of course, there were also people who silently watched the young Taoists having fun.

After all, it's a teenage habit.

Meditation does not erase a person's essence, but gradually immerses him in tranquility.

But there are also stubborn people who never change their character for a hundred years.

Yi Chun turned into a stream of light and landed on the top of the mountain which he was already quite familiar with.

If the moonlight is good and there is no fog, you can catch a glimpse of the mountains in the distance.

Yi Chun naturally had no idea about attending the Taoist gathering.

For him, the Spring Festival seems to have lost its meaning.

Perhaps, in addition to this, there were more things that had changed without his awareness...

Yi Chun squatted on the cushion, ready to practice.

And at this moment, he suddenly heard the old Taoist's voice:

"come over……"

"Gu?"

Yi Chun tilted his head and looked at the bright moonlight outside, he was a little confused.

However, Yi Chun still flapped his wings and flew directly into the sky above the Taoist temple.

With the lights below as a guide, Yi Chun quickly found the location of the old Taoist priest.

He did not have a meal with the disciples of the Taoist temple, but drank with several old Taoists who looked the same age on the observation deck nearby, and Yu Xing poured wine for them.

Except for the young Taoist priest Yu Xing who served as the wine boy, Yi Chun didn't know the other people.

But judging from their inner feelings, they should at least be similar in cultivation to the old Taoist.

At this time, Yi Chun, who had transformed into an orange cat, looked at them curiously.

Some of them were thin and had long beards, sitting on crutches; some had long curly hair, looking like they were half asleep and half awake.

Some were drinking and singing , while others were sitting and playing chess in silence.

Although there are not many people, they present all kinds of things, each with their own unique and extraordinary features.

Yi Chun licked his fangs and found that a Taoist priest was looking at him.

His gaze felt quite subtle...

"Is this the new disciple that Brother Dao accepted?"

Seeing Yi Chun looking at him, he smiled at Yi Chun and asked the old Taoist next to him.

"I have taught it a method, but it has not yet been officially recognized."

The old Taoist looked at Yi Chun and said, gently twirling his long beard.

Then, he looked at Yi Chun beside him and said:

"Although you are not of my kind, you have learned my Taoism and are also proficient in the art of swordsmanship."

"Although his habits are somewhat barbaric, his nature is truly kind."

"Today is a good day for all the friends to meet."

"Although I am not a pedantic person, I still need to ask you one more question: Are you willing to take me as your master?"

Yi Chun was stunned when he heard the voice. He knew that this was the formal process of becoming a disciple.

Although he had a status before, it was only tacitly approved by the old Taoist priest.

Now, he can leave his name in the temple's book.

Yi Chun didn't care much about this.

Since he learned the Taoist's skills, he accepted his kindness.

Even if they were not master and disciple, he would not have any ill will towards the old Taoist.

"Meow……"

Yi Chun nodded to the old Taoist and meowed.

"good!"

The old Taoist heard the sound and laughed:

"You are different from the temple, so you cannot follow the old ways."

"I see that your body is orange, your eyes are azure, and your claws are like white clouds. This fits the meaning of the three flowers of Taoism, so I will give you the Taoist name 'Sanhua'."

"My secular name is gone. In the past, I was blessed by others and called myself a Taoist. Now I am the Taoist who teaches Wudang."

The old Taoist who called himself a Taoist looked around at everyone and said with a smile:

"This is a secular festival, and any young person can ask for gifts from their parents."

"It just so happens that after I, the cat, passed on the Dharma, I never tested him."

"Today is a good day to try to get some luck and see if it will slack off..."

The old Taoist said this as he took out a bronze bell from his long sleeves.

"Brother, this item looks somewhat familiar. May I take a closer look?"

Suddenly, one of the Taoists holding the crutches saw the bell and spoke.

"It's just a cat's plaything, why should we care about it?"

The old Taoist did not respond, but turned to look at Yi Chun and said:

"The old Taoist priest has nothing valuable, let alone gold, silver or precious treasures."

"But he is good at some manual labor and can do some repairs."

"I saw you sleeping soundly every day, but I was afraid that dogs and monkeys would disturb you, so I made a bell that could also scare them away."

Yu Xing, who was pouring wine and watching nearby, said: ???

Afraid of being disturbed by dogs and monkeys???

Master, are you talking about Roaring Sky Dog and Six-Eared Macaque?

Yu Xing felt a heavy feeling in his chest, and wanted to complain but didn't dare...

Based on his current understanding, what kind of monkeys and dogs in this world would dare to disturb Senior Brother Orange Cat?

"But this bell also has a temper."

"It once ruled the abyss for a long time, subduing all ghosts and demons. If you want to subdue it, you can only rely on yourself."

As he listened to the old Taoist's story, the Taoist holding the crutch's expression became subtle.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But after carefully considering the Taoist's temperament, I thought it would be better to wait for a while.

Then, a man was seen throwing the bell directly into the air.

Suddenly, a green light flashed on the bell, followed by the sound of water and fire!

Faintly, there seems to be some kind of towering and invisible object standing in the void!

Then, the bell actually flew straight into the air!

Yi Chun naturally wouldn't let it get away, so he transformed into a snow-white moon owl and flew away on his sword!

"Hiss... Is this the Eight-Nine Profound Art?"

Suddenly, the Taoist who had been staring at Yi Chun spoke out.

He felt a little sour in his mouth, probably because someone put lemon in his tea ...

"Brother Long, you are joking. It has not yet mastered the Qi-eating skill, so how can it practice the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills?"

A Taoist chuckled upon hearing the voice.

He took a sip from the teacup on the table, paused and said:

" It's just that its body is slightly capable of transformation."

Taoist Long: ???

"What a slightly different way of thinking. Brother Dao, your disciple has been with humans all day, and I am afraid that he will lose his wild nature."

"I have a big tiger on my mountain. Why not let it go and keep it company? That would be the best of both worlds."

When Taoist Long heard this, he also spoke in a nonchalant manner.

"My cat is timid, I'm afraid he can't travel far."

"Why don't you call your big beast here, Brother Long? I have some woodland in the mountains for it to roam freely."

A Taoist looked at Taoist Long and smiled.

"Brother Dao, you..."

"Brother Long Dao, wait a minute. I have a question that I would like to ask Brother Yi Dao for an answer."

At this time, the Taoist holding a crutch next to him finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Brother Dao, please speak..."

Taoist Long glanced at the Taoist holding the crutch, and he naturally knew what he was going to ask.

Who here doesn’t know the origin of that bell?

"I see that the bell has the aura of the underworld, and it is even more difficult to suppress the abyss of ten thousand miles."