"Second Senior Brother, can you give me some face? Junior Junior Brother Zixuan is still here?"

Huang Tianbao stood up at lightning speed, and complained while touching the back of his head that Lin Hu had slapped hard.

"You also know that Junior Brother Zixuan is here?"

Lin Hu will not spoil Huang Tianbao.

Whenever Huang Tianbao behaves in a reckless manner, Lin Hu will take action in time to prevent things from becoming irreversible.

"Then why don't you be more stable? You don't look like a role model at all."

After being taught a lesson by Lin Hu, Huang Tianbao dared not say anything and could only walk aside in dismay.

Seeing this scene, Chen Zixuan showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Lively treasures really exist in any group.

"Seventh Junior Brother, when are you going to hold the apprenticeship ceremony? I can prepare a gift for Junior Brother Zixuan."

After teaching Huang Tianbao a lesson, Lin Hu turned his attention to Li Chenglong.

They are all brothers, Li Chenglong will not say anything polite like "no need to give gifts".

These gifts are for Chen Zixuan, Li Chenglong hopes that the more the better, the more expensive the better.

"It's not decided yet, I plan to contact other brothers first to see when they are free, and find a time when everyone is free."

Li Chenglong told Lin Hu about his plan.

"Okay, let me know when it's confirmed."

Lin Hu nodded, and then looked at Chen Zixuan.

"Zixuan, nephew, what gift do you want?"

Li Chenglong had already told Lin Hu, who was both his master and brother, about Chen Zixuan's secret, so Lin Hu also knew that Chen Zixuan had awakened his previous life wisdom.

"I like everything Second Uncle gave me."

Chen Zixuan didn't know what gift was suitable for him, so it was better to let Lin Hu decide for himself.

"How can a child know what is a good thing? Second Brother, you can decide for yourself."

Li Chenglong interrupted and then turned the conversation to Huang Tianbao.

"Huang Tianbao, my disciple, your nephew, you know..."

Hearing this, Huang Tianbao did not say anything, but just rolled his eyes at Li Chenglong.

Afterwards, Chen Zixuan and others said goodbye to each other and went about their own business.

"Zixuan, we have already met the master before. Next, I will take you to recognize the road to Tianquan Peak, so that you can travel by yourself in the future."

After leaving the Thunder Fire Alchemy Hall, Li Chenglong led Chen Zixuan to the front mountain.

There is only one bluestone path leading to the front mountain, and the bluestone path is shrouded in clouds and mist.

For safety reasons, Li Chenglong held Chen Zixuan in his arms.

Because the bluestone path is either on both sides of the cliff or two iron chains nailed to the ground.

Although Li Chenglong has no idea how many times he has traveled, he is still very careful when he is walking.

After all, if you accidentally fall off the cliff, even if you are not crushed to pieces, you will be seriously injured.

Although Li Chenglong is a martial artist, he can't fly at the moment.

Time passed by little by little, and I don't know how long it has been. It seems like a few minutes, and it seems like more than ten minutes.

When Li Chenglong carried Chen Zixuan through the thick cloud layer and came under the cloud.

The Tianquan Palace that appeared in front of Chen Zixuan was already crowded with people.

The Tianquan Palace was built on the mountain and integrated with the natural environment.

The overall style of the Tianquan Palace tends to be Taoist architectural style, with overlapping palaces, flying eaves and arches, and magnificent momentum.

The green tiles and red walls, carved beams and painted buildings, all show a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Occasionally, there is a breeze blowing through the mountains, and the wind chimes hanging under the eaves will ring.

Li Chenglong, who is familiar with the way, took Chen Zixuan into the Tianquan Palace from the back door.

When Chen Zixuan walked into the Tianquan Palace, a faint sandalwood fragrance came to his face.

What I saw was a piece of green.

In the courtyard, the evergreen pines and cypresses, and the flourishing flowers and plants form a sharp contrast with the solemn buildings, revealing a hint of vitality and agility.

Li Chenglong and Chen Zixuan did not stay in the backyard, but continued to walk deep into the Tianquan Palace.

"Seventh Uncle."

Li Chenglong led Chen Zixuan through the Tianquan Palace, and from time to time one or more men in tight clothes would run up to greet him.

"Seventh Uncle."

They were all disciples of the Tianquan lineage, and Li Chenglong could not treat them coldly, so he could only smile and nod one by one.

The Tianquan Palace is very large. If Li Chenglong had not led the way, Chen Zixuan would have lost his way after wandering around for so long.

Finally, under the leadership of Li Chenglong, Chen Zixuan came to a temple called "Wanzong Altar".

An unknown statue of god was enshrined in the center of the magnificent temple, and a faint cloud and mist fragrance lingered around it.

On the left side of the statue, there is a vermilion table.

Behind the table, there is a tall, dark-faced middle-aged man.Standing in the posture of a white crane spreading its wings.

His eyes were slightly closed, and a wisp of white air flowed through his mouth and nose between his breaths.

Li Chenglong and Chen Zixuan walked step by step to the table, and when the last step fell, the man slowly opened his eyes.

"Hello, uncle."

Li Chenglong clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

Seeing this, Chen Zixuan, who was standing beside him, also clasped his hands together and bowed, calling him uncle.

"Oh, it's Jackie Chan. I haven't seen you for a long time. When did you come back to the mountain gate?"

The middle-aged man smiled when he saw that it was Li Chenglong.

"I returned yesterday."

Li Chenglong had a faint smile on his face, and then pointed at Chen Zixuan beside him.

"Uncle, this is my last disciple I accepted recently. I came to you today to receive the dharma."

"Oh?"

Hearing that Chen Zixuan was Li Chenglong's last disciple, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

"Kid, what's your name?"

The middle-aged man leaned down and asked softly.

"My name is Chen Zixuan."

Chen Zixuan's open and intelligent appearance made the middle-aged man feel more favorable.

Then, the middle-aged man asked some small questions about Chen Zixuan's family.

After Chen Zixuan answered one by one, the middle-aged man looked at Chen Zixuan with a different look.

"Jackie Chan, you have collected a piece of unpolished jade."

After knowing Chen Zixuan's age, the middle-aged man said with emotion.

"Yes, uncle, so I brought him here to receive the dharma ordination right away."

If it was himself who was praised by the middle-aged man, Li Chenglong might not care.

However, when it was Chen Zixuan who was praised, the smile on Li Chenglong's face could not be concealed.

After a while of waiting, Chen Zixuan not only got a head-pat kill, but also got a quail egg-sized green jade pendant.

The green jade pendant was not much different from the seven-star jade pendant that Chen Zixuan got from Li Chenglong before.

However, this one had Chen Zixuan's name engraved on the back.

Chen Zixuan pulled the red rope tied to the green jade pendant apart, and then put the green jade pendant on his neck.

After hiding the green jade pendant under his clothes, Chen Zixuan also patted it.