Chapter 112: Disciple of Chu Chu Chaoran! Human Zodiac Soul-Aspect

Bai Yujing City, No. 381 Guangming Road, Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhang Fan had just arrived at the company when he was dragged here by Old Yu driving the Five-Spirit Rainbow Light.

"Prison has sentence reduction, work only has overtime... it's not even work time yet."

Zhang Fan looked at his phone, it was only eight-thirty.

"Old Yu, why did you bring me here?"

"The boss's order," Yu Fu drove the car into the parking lot, and while looking for a parking space, he said.

"I heard it's because the Wu Wei Sect has been making a lot of trouble recently, and the Dao Alliance in various places doesn't have enough manpower," Jiang Hu said softly from the side.

The Dao Alliance in various places doesn't have enough manpower and began to borrow masters from major mountain gates and Daoist temples.

Xia Xia Weisheng and Daoist Pojie were borrowed by the Dao Alliance from Zhenwu Mountain, just because the Thirteen Zodiacs had appeared frequently in Jiangnan Province recently, and they rushed over from Jiangbei Province from thousands of miles away.

"What does it have to do with us?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

"The business the boss does is not just registered at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, it also has to be reported at the Dao Alliance," Jiang Hu said casually.

If you want to do business well, you have to run to the government office often.

The Dao Alliance is an official organization.

"When it's time to spend money, spend money; when it's time to put in effort, don't be vague."

"Little Hulu, you've said a lot today," Old Yu parked the car and took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"You guys go."

"Old Yu, you're not going in together?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

"Let's go, Old Yu doesn't like this kind of place," Jiang Hu opened the car door and urged.

The Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance looked like a small Chinese-style courtyard from the outside. If it weren't for the sign at the door, one would think it was someone's house.

But Zhang Fan stood at the door and felt that the qi of this place was extraordinary.

In the courtyard, a plane tree had lush branches and leaves, like a canopy, and the surrounding air was much cooler and fresher.

"The feng shui pattern here... a living eye producing sweet springs," Zhang Fan murmured.

"Tsk tsk, Zhang Fan, your eye for this is getting sharper," Jiang Hu heard this and couldn't help but praise.

Bai Yujing City has the Purple Gold Mountain coiling like a dragon in the east, the Stone Mountain crouching like a tiger in the west, the Gilded River in the south, and Xuanwu Lake in the north, which just happens to correspond to the four-phase pattern of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise. For a city alone, it is a blessed land where the king's qi gathers in the eyes of past geomancers...

However, placed on the map of China, the location of Bai Yujing City is the dead gate of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

So Bai Yujing is also called Jin Ling. Jin Ling Jin Ling, a natural tomb for emperors.

The location of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance happens to be at the life gate of Bai Yujing. Life is hidden in death, just like yin reaching its extreme and producing yang, which has the mystery of endless life, just happening to be a living eye.

Because of this, although this courtyard is not in a famous mountain or river, it is quiet in the midst of the noise, washing away the dirt of the red dust, and is most suitable for cultivating the Dao.

"Looking at Bai Yujing City, I'm afraid there is no other place more suitable for cultivating the Dao than here," Jiang Hu said solemnly.

He last came to the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance when he was a child, following his Maoshan master.

"Let's go."

Zhang Fan walked into the gate. In the bright front courtyard, a young man dressed as a Daoist priest was sweeping the floor.

Next to it, at the door of a room, two middle-aged women walked out, turned back, and respectfully bowed to a middle-aged Daoist priest behind them.

"Daoist Priest Master Qingfeng, I heard you have calculated the birth dates for the two children, so we can rest assured. On the day of the wedding, you must come to drink a cup of wedding wine," one of the middle-aged women said sincerely.

"Can you still calculate birth dates for people here!?" Zhang Fan revealed a strange expression.

"Daoist priests calculating birth dates, measuring marriage... isn't it very normal?"

Jiang Hu said casually, and conveniently lifted Zhang Fan's right hand and took a look.

"I can also see some clues for you... look..."

"Look at what?"

"The little finger passes two rooms, the couple sleeps in two beds."

"What does that mean?" Zhang Fan asked, puzzled.

"If you straighten your fingers, if the little finger passes the two joints of the ring finger, when you get married in the future, you will definitely sleep in separate beds with your other half..." Jiang Hu said faintly.

"In other words..."

"Either you live in different places, or your feelings are not harmonious," Jiang Hu said pretentiously.

"There is such a saying? Your eloquence is so good, why haven't I seen you find a girl?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

"In love, eloquence is useless, eloquence is useful."

"You..."

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened. For a moment, he was speechless.

"Come, let me see..."

As he spoke, Jiang Hu held Zhang Fan's right hand and straightened his fingers.

"Who let you look? I mean... isn't the Dao Alliance an official organization? Why is there such a business?" Zhang Fan looked at the two middle-aged women who were sent out, revealing a look of doubt.

In his eyes, calculating birth dates and measuring marriage is Jiang Hu's rice bowl, and it really shouldn't appear here.

"You think anyone can come here to ask for birth dates?" Jiang Hu shook his head.

"Have you heard that sentence?"

"What?"

"Talking and laughing with great scholars, coming and going with no white-collar workers. Those who can come here to calculate birth dates are either rich or expensive."

Before the words had faded, Jiang Hu pointed to the room next to it. A sign was hanging on the door, with a large vermilion character written on it: Medicine!

"The Daoist medicine here is also a masterpiece..."

"The medical skills are superb, specializing in treating all kinds of bifurcation... do you want to see it?" Jiang Hu revealed a meaningful smile.

"Get lost, who the fuck is bifurcated!?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

"Are the two of you from Ye Bu Liang?"

Just at this moment, a soft voice came from the side, pulling Zhang Fan's thoughts back.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw a woman walking over, about twenty years old, tall, fair-skinned, with long hair in a bun, dressed in Daoist robes, and her temperament was quite outstanding.

"You are..."

"My name is Zhan Xinyue, a staff member of the Jiangnan Province Taoist Alliance."

"This also counts as being in the system!?" Zhang Fan muttered in his heart.

When he came, he specifically asked Jiang Hu. Entering the Dao Alliance is extremely strict. In addition to taking exams, there are requirements for education, at least a 211 undergraduate degree. I heard that it is very difficult for graduate students to get in starting this year.

In addition, there is a background check on three generations.

"I am Jiang Hu, he is Zhang Fan, our boss..." Jiang Hu said.

"Martial arts world... I've heard of you... this time Maoshan specifically recommended you." Zhan Xinyue said.

The Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance borrowed Daoist masters, and the first to bear the brunt was naturally Maoshan.

After all, Maoshan is one of the ten great Daoist sects in the world and happens to be located in Jiangnan Province.

"Maoshan!?" Jiang Hu was stunned for a moment. He was a discarded disciple who was kicked out of the Maoshan mountain gate.

"Who recommended me?"

"Xiao Qiji!"

"He!?"

Jiang Hu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Fan. Both of them revealed strange expressions.

Instantly, Zhang Fan's mind was filled with the figure of Xiao Qiji, who was arrogant, full of preaching, and whom he wanted to fight to death as soon as he opened his mouth.

"That arrogant guy lost to you last time, and he would still recommend you to the Dao Alliance?" Zhang Fan said in a low voice. "He should be repaying the favor of the Shen family last time," Jiang Hu curled his lips.

That day, if it weren't for him and Zhang Fan, those dozens of lives would probably have died in Xiao Qiji's hands, not to mention that later Horse appeared, and the two of them also delayed a lot of time, fighting for a line of life.

Xiao Qiji recommended Jiang Hu to the Daoist gate. If he could accumulate some merit and get official recognition, it would not be impossible to return to the Maoshan mountain gate in the future.

"Does he have any handle in your hands?" Zhang Fan muttered.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Zhang Fan..."

Just at this moment, Zhan Xinyue spoke again. Her watery eyes scanned Zhang Fan's body.

"I heard from Senior Sister Xia Xia Weisheng that you are a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain."

"Xia Xia Weisheng... where is she?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

"She went to Suzhou City," Zhan Xinyue said softly: "Senior Sister Xia seems to value you quite a bit, but I know all the slightly famous disciples of Zhenwu Mountain, but I haven't heard your name..."

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"I don't know when you entered the sect?"

"This..."

Zhang Fan hesitated, and was suddenly in a dilemma. He couldn't say that he had only been under the Zhenwu Mountain gate for three months.

And it was sightseeing, a matter of convenience.

"Why? Can't you say when you entered the sect?" Zhan Xinyue asked suspiciously.

"Xinyue, guests are guests, don't ask too much, it's impolite."

Just at this moment, a slow voice came from the side. Zhang Fan looked up and saw a young man walking over, also wearing Daoist robes, stepping on sports shoes, looking sunny and healthy.

"Senior Brother Chunsheng," Zhan Xinyue greeted.

"Greetings to the two of you, my name is Sui Brother Chunsheng."

Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu looked at each other and nodded slightly, considering it a greeting.

"The two of you go in, Boss Bai is waiting for you inside," Sui Brother Chunsheng pointed to the upstairs and said.

"Okay!"

Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu looked at these two, then turned and walked into the small building behind them.

"Senior Brother Chunsheng, this Zhang Fan is strange..." Zhan Xinyue said solemnly: "When counting the list of personnel of various mountain palaces and temples last year, there was no such person in Zhenwu Mountain..."

"And the information about him above is also unclear..."

"Various mountain palaces and temples will secretly cultivate some successors, who are not famous and unknown... this is not strange..." Sui Brother Chunsheng shook his head.

Like Chu Chu Chaoran of Zhenwu Mountain, he was also unknown when he was young, unlike Xia Xia Weisheng today, who had a great reputation outside at a young age.

In addition, like Lou Lou Hechuan, the person in charge of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance today, it is said that he was still helping in the kitchen in the alliance at the age of forty, and he was so low-key that people felt he had no talent in Daoist law.

Great elephants are formless, great sounds are silent. Real masters are good at hiding, and whether they have a reputation or not is not important.

It's just that...

"Xia Xia Weisheng said he is a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain and specifically told the alliance to take care of him more..."

Sui Brother Chunsheng's eyes narrowed, revealing a look of deep thought.

"If he really is a successor secretly cultivated by Zhenwu Mountain, does he still need Xia Xia Weisheng to say hello and let us take care of him more?" Sui Brother Chunsheng said faintly.

"But since Xia Xia Weisheng opened her mouth, it just shows that he is indeed not an ordinary character."

"What does Senior Brother think of this person's depth?" Zhan Xinyue's beautiful face couldn't help but reveal curiosity.

"I don't know..."

Sui Brother Chunsheng shook his head: "It's not important... The main responsibility of this trip is still on you and me. They are just accompanying, helping out."

"If we really encounter those Wu Wei Sect demons, we will have to rely on your and my Daoist law."

"I understand."

Zhan Xinyue nodded, her expression solemn, but her beautiful eyes were filled with irrepressible confidence. This confidence came from their powerful strength. After all, in the Jiangnan Province Taoist Alliance, they could be considered outstanding among the younger generation.

At this moment, in an office on the third floor.

An old man with gray hair and a kind expression was holding a thermos cup, standing in front of the bed, watching everything in the courtyard downstairs.

"Jiang Hu... I heard this little brat mastered Spirit Void Talisman Drawing... tsk tsk, Maoshan still has luck... a discarded disciple actually has such talent and achievement."

Lou Lou Hechuan picked up the thermos cup and took a small sip.

"If Maoshan doesn't intend to take him back, he can be arranged to work here."

As he spoke, a meaningful smile appeared on Lou Lou Hechuan's face.

"Buran, are you willing?"

"President, you are joking. If you can value that kid, it's his blessing. He can't be unhappy about walking the official path."

Bai Buran sat on the sofa, smiling but not laughing.

"That Zhang Fan..."

Just at this moment, Lou Lou Hechuan changed the subject without warning.

"He is a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, which means he is here for training."

Bai Buran didn't wait for the other party to finish, and directly opened his mouth, saying the lines he had recited more than eight hundred times.

"I know." Lou Lou Hechuan nodded: "In fact, when Zhenwu Mountain recommended Zhang Fan to the Dao Alliance, he had already personally called to verify it."

The identity of a Zhenwu Mountain disciple would not be wrong, but the only thing that made him care was...

"Chu Zhenren's closing disciple!?"

Zhenwu Mountain actually gave such a response, which made Lou Lou Hechuan, the president of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance, a bit uneasy.

"Isn't Chu Chu Chaoran's closing disciple Xia Xia Weisheng?"

What is a closing disciple? It is the last disciple accepted in his life. After accepting him, the door wall is closed, and no one else is accepted.

"Chu Zhenren... his door is not something he can open or close as he wants?" Bai Buran revealed an awkward smile.

"Perhaps, he saw that the kid was a good talent, so he opened the door again."

"..."

"Chu Chu Chaoran, truly a living Zhenren of the current age, no rules can bind him," Lou Lou Hechuan couldn't help but sigh.

"President Lou... what mission are you giving them this time?"

Bai Buran changed the subject and finally returned to the main topic.

"These two kids haven't seen the world, I'm afraid they can't take on the heavy responsibility."

"Rest assured... it's not a difficult task, just send something to the Wang Xuanmiao Temple in Suzhou City," Lou Lou Hechuan said faintly.

"So it's just sending something." Bai Buran breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiangnan Province has thirteen cities, and the distance is not far. It only takes an hour and a half by high-speed rail from Bai Yujing City to Suzhou City.

"What are you sending?" Bai Buran asked casually.

"A broken clay pot!" Lou Lou Hechuan turned around and sat slowly opposite Bai Buran.

"Clay pot? What's inside?" Bai Buran inquired.

"Human Zodiac Soul-Aspect!!!" Lou Lou Hechuan grinned and spat out four words.

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