"Pa! Pa! Pa! " Even though Ye Fan was anxious, he still obediently knocked on the door of the Purple Sun Temple. The Purple Sun Temple had an extremely high status in the Dao Sect. Qing Chenzi was the temple master of the Purple Sun Temple, so his status was naturally even more revered. Even though his father, Ye Kong, was a close friend of Qing Chenzi, but he was still a junior, so he naturally had to follow the proper etiquette.
Not long after Ye Fan knocked on the door, there was a knock on the door. A Little Taoist Boy who looked to be seven or eight years old, wearing a Daoist robe, with delicate features opened the door. He stuck his head out and sized up Ye Fan.
Just as Ye Fan was about to ask, the Daoist Boy spoke first. He used a slightly childish voice to ask Ye Fan, "You are Ye Fan?"
When Ye Fan heard this, his heart trembled as he stood rooted to the ground.
Other than Ye Feixue's father, only he knew that he came to the Purple Sun Temple. How did this Little Taoist Boy know?
"Are you Ye Fan?" The Little Taoist Boy saw that Ye Fan did not speak, so he used his childish voice to ask again, "Are you Ye Fan?"
"Yes." Ye Fan regained his senses and replied, "I am Ye Fan."
"Immeasurable Deity!" When the Little Taoist Boy heard this, he immediately cupped his fists towards Ye Fan. He then moved to the side and said, "Mister, please come in!"
When Ye Fan heard this, he followed the Little Taoist Boy into the Purple Sun Temple with a puzzled expression. The Purple Sun Temple was extremely clean, tidy, and solemn. The ground was paved with bluestones, and there was a bridge built in the courtyard. There were countless exotic flowers and plants, and the night breeze caused the trees to rustle. It was extremely comfortable when it blew on one's body. If Ye Fan did not have matters to attend to, he really wanted to admire this famous Daoist temple.
After passing through the mountain gate and the Three Purities Pavilion, the Little Taoist Boy directly brought Ye Fan to a side room in the backyard. Although this side room was small, the decorations were simple and elegant. After entering the house, the Little Taoist Boy began to make tea for Ye Fan.
"Little Master, I'm here to ask Qing Chenzi for help." Ye Fan took the tea from the Taoist Boy and said, "I wonder if Little Master can take me to see Qing Chenzi."
"Sir, you came at a bad time," the Little Taoist Boy said as he put a plate of fruit on the table beside Ye Fan. "My master has something important to do and has been away for three days."
"What? Gone away? "Ye Fan immediately put down the teacup in his hand and asked anxiously," When will he be back? "
"I'm not sure about that," the Little Taoist Boy said as he sat in the chair opposite Ye Fan. Then, he took a big apple from the plate and put it to his mouth and took a bite. "Master did not say when he will be back. He only said that in three days, a young man called Ye Fan will be coming. He told me to take good care of him. That person is you."
What? Three days ago? Ye Fan was shocked when he heard the Little Taoist Boy's words. Three days ago, he did not plan to come to the Purple Yang Temple. He did not expect Qing Chenzi to be able to predict that he would come to the Purple Yang Temple. What kind of cultivation did he have to be to do that? He knew that Qing Chenzi's Dao was profound, but he did not expect him to have reached such a level.
"Since Temple Master Qing already knows, he must know the purpose of my visit," Ye Fan asked the Little Taoist Boy.
"Of course," the Little Taoist Boy continued to eat the apple. "There is nothing that can be hidden from Master."
"Temple Master Qing did not tell you anything before he left?" Ye Fan asked.
"Of course," the Little Taoist Boy said. "Master told me to pass a message to you."
"What message?" Ye Fan asked.
"Whoever started the trouble should end it." The Little Taoist Boy lowered his head and ate the apple. He did not look up as he spoke.
"Whoever started the trouble should end it?" Ye Fan frowned. "Is there nothing else?"
The Little Taoist Boy shook his head. It was not that he did not want to speak, but his mouth was stuffed with apples and he could not speak.
"Whoever started the trouble should end it." Ye Fan kept repeating Qing Chenzi's words. He was lost in thought. What did this mean? Did Qing Chenzi mean to find Zhou Quan and force him to remove the Soul Dissolving Technique? However, Ye Feixue's father had personally said that the Soul Dissolving Technique could not be dispelled by the caster himself. Besides, even if he found Zhou Quan, he did not have full confidence that he could restrain him. That was not what Qing Chenzi meant.
"What does this mean?" Ye Fan thought for a long time but could not figure out the meaning of this sentence. He was so anxious that he blurted it out.
"You are so stupid." The Little Taoist Boy had finished eating the apple. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "You can't even understand such a simple meaning."
Ye Fan was stunned and quickly asked, "Little Master, do you know the mystery here? Little Master, please enlighten me. "
"It's very simple." The Little Taoist Boy said, "Master means that you can only solve this problem by yourself."
"Me?" Ye Fan was shocked after hearing the Little Taoist Boy's words. "Little Master is joking. How can I?"
"Don't you want to save your wife?" The Little Taoist Boy asked with a smile.
"Yes." Ye Fan was surprised. "Little Master, how did you know?"
"Hehe." The Little Taoist Boy laughed. "Master told me."
"Oh?" Ye Fan's eyes lit up. "In that case, did Master Qing say how to save her?"
"He did." The Little Taoist Boy replied.
"What is it?" Ye Fan asked hurriedly.
"The one who tied the bell should untie it." The Little Taoist Boy laughed.
Ye Fan was completely speechless.
"Master said that this is a heavenly secret. That's all he can say. You're the only one who can save your wife, "the little Daoist said as he picked up another banana from the fruit platter and began peeling it.
"Me? How can I save her? " Ye Fan said to himself. "I don't know medicine at all, and I don't know any Taoist magic. How can I solve this Soul Dissolving Technique?"
"I don't know." The Little Taoist Boy continued to eat the banana.
"If that's the case, then I'll thank you, Little Master," Ye Fan said as he stood up. "If Temple Head Qing comes back, please help me tell him that Ye Fan thanks him."
"You're leaving?" When the little Daoist boy saw Ye Fan stand up, he quickly stuffed the remaining half of the banana into his mouth and stood up.
"I have to find a way to save my wife, so I won't disturb you." Ye Fan said as he prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute." The Little Taoist Boy saw that Ye Fan was about to leave and hurriedly said, "Before my master left, he asked me to give you something."
"Something?" Ye Fan asked in confusion, "What is it?"
"Wait a minute." The Little Taoist Boy said as he ran out. After a while, he ran back with a small wooden box in his hand.
"Here, this is it." The Little Taoist Boy said as he handed the box to Ye Fan.
"This is …" Ye Fan said as he looked at the box in his hand. The wooden box was very small, three inches square. It was very delicate.
"Master asked me to give this to you." The Little Taoist Boy said, "Master said that if you take this with you, it will be useful in the future. I don't know what it is. " After he said that, he looked at the box in Ye Fan's hand with curiosity. Obviously, he didn't know what was inside.
Ye Fan looked at the Little Taoist Boy's curious face and directly opened the lid of the small wooden box in his hand. After opening it, the Little Taoist Boy stared at the wooden box with his eyes wide open. He didn't know what good thing his master gave to this young man. However, to their surprise, there was a delicate white bell in the wooden box!
"Bell?" Ye Fan saw it and reached out to take out the bell. "What does this mean?" Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He really didn't know why Qing Chenzi gave him such a thing. He looked at the bell for a long time. Although the workmanship was fine, it was just a bell. Besides looking good, there was no other use.
"Why is this white?" After the Little Taoist Boy saw the bell, he didn't act as if nothing had happened like Ye Fan. Instead, he looked puzzled.
"What? Little Master, have you seen other colors? "Ye Fan laughed. It was just a bell. There were all kinds of colors. Ye Fan thought it was a little funny. After all, the Little Taoist Boy was only seven or eight years old. He was still a child.
"Master also has a bell like this." The Little Taoist Boy looked at the bell in Ye Fan's hand and said.
"What? Master Qing also has a bell like this? "Ye Fan couldn't believe his ears. He had only heard that Taoists used copper bells to perform rituals. However, those were large open bell rings. This was just a round and small bell.
"Yes." The Little Taoist Boy said seriously, "Master also has a bell like this. However, his is golden and hangs it on Master's Qingyun Sword."
"Golden?" Ye Fan asked.
"Golden." The Little Taoist Boy said seriously to Ye Fan.
After hearing this, Ye Fan frowned. It seemed that this was definitely not an ordinary bell. Otherwise, why would Qing Chenzi, who was the master of the Ziyang Temple, carry such a bell with him? Thinking of this, Ye Fan put the bell in the box and then put the small box in his arms.
"Little Master, when Temple Head Qing comes back, please thank him on my behalf." Ye Fan bowed to the Little Taoist Boy and said, "I won't disturb you. When I have the chance, I will definitely visit Master Qing and thank him."
"Immeasurable Deity!" The Little Taoist Boy bowed to Ye Fan and said, "Mr. Ye, you are too polite. When Master comes back, I will definitely tell him."
"Little Master, please wait. I will take my leave." Ye Fan cupped his hands to the Little Taoist Boy and said.
"I will send you off." The Little Taoist Boy said as he opened the door.
Ye Fan nodded and then walked out of the room. The Little Taoist Boy followed behind Ye Fan and sent him to the entrance of the Ziyang Temple.
"Little Master, please go back." Ye Fan arrived at the entrance of the Ziyang Temple and turned to the Little Taoist Boy and said. However, the Little Taoist Boy leaned against the large door frame and looked at Ye Fan with a smile.
Ye Fan was puzzled when he saw this.
"I heard from Master that you already have spiritual energy cultivation. I want to see your flying technique. Is that okay?" The Little Taoist Boy said with a smile.
Ye Fan was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect Qing Chenzi to be so clear about his cultivation. It seemed like the Little Taoist Boy was right. There was nothing he didn't know.
"If Mr. Ye is unwilling, then forget it." The Little Taoist Boy saw that Ye Fan was a little hesitant and quickly said. "Just pretend I didn't say anything. Mr. Ye, take care. "The Little Taoist Boy said as he prepared to turn around and close the door.
"Little Master, please wait." Ye Fan saw that the Little Taoist Boy was a little disappointed and quickly stopped him.
"What?" The Little Taoist Boy heard Ye Fan call him and quickly turned around. He asked with a smile, "Sir, you agree?"
"Isn't it just flying? I agree. "Ye Fan said. The Little Taoist Boy was only a child. Since he already knew that he knew the flying technique, there was no harm in letting him see it.
"Okay, okay, okay." The Little Taoist Boy said "okay" three times in a row. After that, he sat down on the door of Ziyang Temple. He held his chin with both hands and looked at Ye Fan without blinking. His meaning was very obvious. It was as if he was saying, "You can fly, I'll watch."
Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh at the Little Taoist Boy's appearance. He asked, "I haven't asked for Little Master's Dharma name."
"My name is Ming Yue. Master gave it to me. I originally wanted to be called Qingfeng. Unfortunately, Master gave the name Qingfeng to Senior Brother. Ai." The Little Taoist Boy sighed and said, "Ming Yue, Ming Yue. It sounds like a woman's name."
"Haha." Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh. He was Eldritch. This Little Taoist Boy was called Ming Yue. It seemed that he had some fate with him. If he didn't have other matters to attend to, he really wanted to chat with this little guy for a while.
"What are you laughing at?" The Little Taoist Boy thought that Ye Fan was laughing at his name and was a bit angry. "What's so funny? Are you going to fly or not? If you're not going to fly, I'm going back." The Little Taoist Boy said as he prepared to get up.
"Don't, don't, don't." Ye Fan stopped laughing. "I'll just fly. It's just that I didn't make fun of you just now. I just wanted to tell you that I have a connection with the 'Yue' character. The two of us are really fated! "
"Really?" After the Little Taoist Boy heard this, he looked sideways at Ye Fan.
"Of course." Ye Fan said, "The ancients said, 'How can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the bright moon?' From this, it seems that the 'Yue' character means perfection. There's nothing wrong with it."
"Firefly, bright moon …" The Little Taoist Boy muttered, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. "That's true. In that case, it's much better than the name of Senior Brother Qing Feng."
"Of course." Ye Fan then comforted the Little Taoist Boy and said, "Qing Feng is nothing. Have you ever seen Qing Feng blow the moon away?"
"Hahaha, no." The Little Taoist Boy said with a smile.
"That's it." Ye Fan said with a smile.
"You're very interesting." The Little Taoist Boy said with a smile, "If there's a chance, I really want to compete with you in the art of flying."
After hearing this, Ye Fan's smiling face suddenly froze.
This seven or eight-year-old Little Taoist Boy actually knew how to fly!
"It's a pity that Master said that I can't use magic and can't take a single step out of Ziyang Temple." The Little Taoist Boy curled his lips and said, "How about I give you a ride?"
After Ye Fan heard this, he was so shocked that he couldn't react for a long time. At such a young age, he already had the ability to fly. If he grew up, wouldn't he soar to the sky?
"Mr. Ye?" The Little Taoist Boy saw that Ye Fan was in a daze and quickly asked, "Mr. Ye?"
"Ah … Oh …" Ye Fan finally came back to his senses.
"Are you still going to fly?" The Little Taoist Boy said, "They're going to end their evening class. I'm going back."
"Then I'll embarrass myself in front of Little Master." Ye Fan said, "Little Master, please give me some pointers." As he said this, he turned around and used his Yuling Power to rise from the ground. A shadow cut through Ye Kong and rushed into the sky.
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