Listening to Grandmaster was worth more than reading several books.
Curious about the relationship between Grandmaster and Song Xiaotian's grandfather, I asked him about it.
Grandmaster smiled and said, "We've been old friends for decades. Song Xiaotian's grandfather is Song Fei, and his father was my master, Song Qingshan."
I was immediately taken aback.
Song Xiaotian's great-grandfather was actually Grandmaster's master.
That made their relationship quite close.
I asked, "I've heard about Daoist Song's deeds before, too. Which Daoist temple did he belong to?"
Grandmaster said, "He was a folk Daoist and never actually entered the Daoist Register. I only entered the Daoist Register at Qingyun Temple later on, and afterward, with help from Qingyun Temple and Xiao Tian's grandfather, I established Qingyang Temple."
I couldn't help marveling, "Then you've led quite a legendary life."
Grandmaster laughed. "What's so legendary about it? Life is essentially about experience. As long as you're alive, you're experiencing things."
As he spoke, Grandmaster looked at me. "When you visited before, I heard Xiao Tian's grandfather mention that you also knew Seventh Master Zhao."
I smiled. "You know Seventh Master too? I've known him for a long time. I owed him a lot before. Without him, I would've died last year."
Grandmaster nodded. "I've heard of this legendary figure, but I don't know him personally. He seems to have attended Xiao Tian's grandfather's birthday celebration last year, but unfortunately, I didn't recognize him at the time."
From his tone, Grandmaster seemed to admire Seventh Master too. I asked, "Have you heard about Seventh Master's exploits?"
Grandmaster smiled. "Of course. Everyone in our circles has heard of him. Guard against fire, guard against thieves, and guard against Zhao Laoqi."
I burst out laughing.
It seemed word really had spread about Seventh Master secretly learning the skills