It was noon, and the Ren family was in a state of jubilation.
In a chaotic battle in the dark night, the old zombie was burned to the ground, and all the townspeople of Ren Town heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the Ren family also held a banquet, and Old Master Ren was even more delighted.
After all, even though that zombie was his father, it had been staring at his blood kin. Now that it had been completely eliminated, Old Master Ren felt as if he had survived a calamity.
As the ones who calmed the storm, Ninth Uncle, Fang Chen, and the others were definitely the main characters of this banquet.
During the banquet, Ninth Uncle's face was red as he dealt with the wine that came from all directions. However, Old Master Ren kept trying to get information from him, intentionally or unintentionally, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Just this morning, Old Master Ren suddenly asked him about Fang Chen. Ninth Uncle had a strange expression on his face as he said that he did not know and left in a hurry.
Although Ninth Uncle understood what Old Master Ren meant, he was not lying.
After all, he had only been with Fang Chen for a few days. He really did not know what Old Master Ren was asking.
Just like that, the banquet lasted for a full two hours, and the host and guest ate to their heart's content.
As for Fang Chen, he had a little socializing before returning to the mortuary early.
In fact, Fang Chen had not eaten such a feast for a long time, and the Righteous Sect did not demand abstinence.
The reason why he had to leave early was because Ren Tingting was always peeking at him shyly.
That was fine, but Old Master Ren's strange smile with narrowed eyes really made him unable to stand it.
Fang Chen had lived two lifetimes, so how could he not understand the Ren family's father and daughter's thoughts? It was just that he had devoted himself to Taoism in this life, and he did not know what his future path would be.
Fang Chen did not reject the idea of love, but he had not thought it through yet.
When night fell, the slightly tipsy Ninth Uncle finally returned to the mortuary. Behind him, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were holding the drunk four-eyed Taoist priest.
Four Eyes was probably shouting like this because of his torn undeads.
After that, Qiu Sheng returned to his aunt's house. Wen Cai and Si Mu were already asleep.
It was already late at night.
Only Fang Chen and Ninth Uncle were sitting quietly in the hall.
There was an ancient wooden box on the table between the two of them. It looked a little old. Ninth Uncle rubbed his hand on it as if it was extremely precious, but his expression was full of regret as he blew out smoke rings.
"Little Chen, how long have you been cultivating?”In the silence, Ninth Uncle suddenly spoke.
"Three years." Fang Chen spat out two words indifferently.
" Three years…" Ninth Uncle's heart trembled. This number was only one-tenth of his cultivation career.
"Three years, and you've already reached the peak of the Human Teacher Realm. Not only are your lightning techniques superb, you even know a divine technique like the Star Attraction Technique.”"It's impossible for ordinary people to have such talent," Ninth Uncle muttered to himself.”
Ninth Uncle's gaze started to drift. In fact, when he first saw Fang Chenqi, he was deeply shocked.
After that, he witnessed with his own eyes all sorts of things that ordinary cultivators could not do to Fang Chen.
These things that he had never seen before were miracles for cultivators.
There were some things that Ninth Uncle had always wanted to ask, but what he wanted to ask involved the secrets of cultivators and could not be asked lightly.
Finally, Ninth Uncle looked at the wooden box that he had kept for more than 20 years on the table and sighed."Chen, can I ask you a question?”
Fang Chen narrowed his eyes and revealed some doubt. Ninth Uncle was not normal today, but he still nodded and said softly,"Ninth Uncle, please speak."
"You…what kind of physique do you have?" Ninth Uncle stood up and finally asked the question that had been buried in his heart for many days.
Fang Chen's eyes drooped, as if he remembered that his master had also stared at him like this.
He was silent for a moment, then picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. Then, he said indifferently,"It's just the Dao Body of the Five Generation Man,"
With a rumble, Ninth Uncle heard a thunderous sound.
He sat back down on the chair with a strange light in his eyes, but his expression was very interesting.
Those who possessed the Dao Body of the Extraordinary Five Lives belonged to metal in their first life, wood in their second, water in their third, fire in their fourth, and earth in their fifth.
Moreover, every life had to be born in the Yang year, the Yang month, and the Yang day.
It was rare for someone to have such a fate in thousands of years. In the legends, only Zhang Tianshi, Zhang Sanfeng, and Lu Dongbin had it!
However, from Fang Chen's mouth, it was just a faint Dao Body of the Five Ages Man…nothing more?
However, Fang Chen was indeed very calm. Should he tell Ninth Uncle that he had obtained such a Dao Body because of the system's reward?
However, Ninth Uncle would not know about this. He did not even know whether to be excited or to smile bitterly.
Ninth Uncle's incomparably complicated feelings could not be calmed for a long time. He really admired the young man in front of him.
Not only was Fang Chen respectful and polite to his elders, but he also had such a peerless appearance and was neither arrogant nor impatient. What was even rarer was his pure Dao heart. Such a temperament was comparable to a legendary figure like Ancestor Lu.
Although Ninth Uncle felt that it was a pity that Fang Chen was not from Mao Mountain, the Righteous Sect and Mao Mountain were from the same family.
They were both Daoists. As long as they had the spirit of Daoism in their hearts, it did not matter which sect they joined.
Thinking of this, Ninth Uncle resolutely opened the wooden box on the table.
Inside was an ancient book with a few ancient characters written on it: Divine Firmament Sword Record.
The moment the box was opened, Fang Chen raised his eyes. He saw Ninth Uncle holding an ancient book solemnly in both hands and handing it to him. The sharp sword intent aura on it assaulted his senses.
This book recorded Celestial Master Zhang's Divine Firmament Sword Dao. It was obtained by Ninth Uncle when he was young. Unfortunately, he had studied it painstakingly for more than 20 years, and it had been buried in his hands for more than 20 years.
Up until now, he had only touched the surface.
Ninth Uncle originally thought that if even he was like this, then no one else in the world could comprehend it.
Until he met Fang Chen. He wanted to believe that others could not do it, but Fang Chen could definitely do it!
"Fang Chen, take the book!" This time, Ninth Uncle called out Fang Chen's name with an unusually solemn expression.
Fang Chen stood up. There was no need to say anything else. He understood that this was a solemn inheritance that surpassed the sect, and it was also incomparably sacred.
A gust of wind blew. In a trance, Fang Chen changed into a Daoist robe and tidied his clothes seriously.
Then, he bowed deeply and took the Dao book from Ninth Uncle's hand...
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