Li Yunluo was a little far away from the side just now, and there was the sound of rushing water, so he didn't hear the conversation just now, but it seemed that the three of them quarreled just now, Yunluo thought about it a little in his heart, as if he had guessed a few points.

"Grandpa, I'm really embarrassed, I didn't expect your 'Juluo Pearl' to be so precious, and so unstrong, let me break it, but don't be embarrassed for my two grandfathers, I can't compensate you for your cold thing, but when this busy work is over, I will go to Shaolin Temple again, and ask for some relics from Master Su Huai to compensate you, anyway, they are all bones." Or go to Wudang Mountain and ask Li Laodao to ask for immortal bones and faded golden bodies. Yun Luo's mind was lively, and he said generously as soon as he came over.

"Hehe, you baby has a seven-trick heart, and you also have a little bit of the strength of Xiao Lizi back then, and you know how to use the great monk of Shaolin Temple and the bull's nose of Wudang Mountain to press me, but even if those two juniors are in front of me, I don't dare to say that I can take the old fairy What about me." ”

"Okay, not to mention that the relics and the lost golden body are protected like the root of life, even if you can really take it, those things are full of immortal Buddha gas, if you don't kill the old fairy, I'll be cheap, you kid is really a ruthless baby." When the old shaman heard this, his eyes couldn't help but flash with a cunning light.

"Ah, is it? Oh, old man, I don't know these things, there are so many things in this, I am too talkative, what can I do, or I will catch a few more Dongying people for you" Li Yunluo heard the old shaman burst through the edge of his words, and he didn't care, and continued to smile and say.

"Roll the calf, you baby is very clever, forget it, don't talk nonsense with you, after talking about this 'Juluo Bead', I really have something to ask you to help, if you agree, this 'Julu Bead' will be broken and broken, the old fairy is not much else, but to say this bead, there are still some. The old shaman leaned back in his rocking chair as if he were asleep.

"Good fellow, this old thing, like an old fox, has been calculating it all from the beginning. Although Li Yunluo thought secretly in his heart, he hurriedly replied: "Oh, old man, what can I do to help you, I'm a child now, do you smoke, or I'll buy you cigarettes." ”

"Hahahaha, you little baby, it's very interesting, I feel good to make the old fairy, don't worry, what I ask you to do is not for you to do now, in fact, it's just a gesture for you. The old shaman said this, and his smile gradually narrowed.

"My request is very simple, that is, when you have the bottom in your heart, when my shaman is in crisis, it is enough to be able to help one or two. Saying this, the old shaman's face was full of gloom.

Hearing this, Li Yunluo suddenly understood in his heart, and he was a good match, thinking that there were monks from various sects in Shaolin Temple to make good connections.

In fact, he doesn't know in his own heart, what height he can reach, at the current level, he is nothing more than a martial artist with a little skill, and he may not even be a master, but he has attracted so much help, I really don't know how much burden will be on his shoulders in the future.

"In fact, you should also know that although shamanism is ancient, it has declined, and in my generation of old fairies, there are only a handful of people in China who can bear the banner of shamanism, although there are many shamanic inheritances in foreign countries, but they do not have a deep understanding of the avenue of heaven and earth, and it is nothing more than a skin. ”

"And the old immortal, I, now that Yangshou is coming to an end, simply, while I am also selling my life in the end, I will send you a personal favor, and it is also a very cost-effective deal to pass on my shamanic lineage. The old shaman said this, and his tone seemed very depressed.

Hearing this, Li Yunluo's heart couldn't help but feel a trace of desolation, a former great sect in the world, is now reduced to asking the ancestor to come forward to ask for help, which is also a pity and sadness. On the other hand, if you can't even understand your own problems, how can you have any ability to help others.

"Okay child, I also know that you are in a difficult situation now, I am not urging you, you need to grow, we also need time to rectify, old fairy, I will come back, I will try my best to help you get out of this crisis, in our village, the only one who can afford the shamanic religion, there is also a girl of the same age as you in our clan, named Ambrun, if you can have the opportunity to meet in the future, I hope to take care of one or two." After the old shaman finished speaking, it was as if he had completed a task on his mind.

"Grandpa, you have said this, the junior will definitely do his best, but the junior knows his own ability" Li Yunluo is most afraid of trouble, not to mention that he has not dealt with his own problems now, how can he have the leisure to take this job.

"Don't rush to shirk yet. The old shaman interrupted Yun Luo's words, "I beg you to be selfish, but you should also know the history of shamanism, you know, to speak, Olympus in Greece and Rome, God in Europe and the United States, Odin in Northern Europe, Bo Xun in the Middle East, Allah, all factions gathered, and closer to say, there are Gu in Miao Jiang, there are surrenders in the South Seas, there are Buddhas in the Western Regions, there are immortals in the East, and there are Confucianism and various sects in the Middle Earth that have prospered for thousands of years, and there are still believers to this day. The old shaman said this, his tone was a little excited.

"But only our hometown, this bitter cold land in the northeast, when it comes to a hundred schools of thought, it is simply ignored, our native religion, is this shamanism, think about how prosperous this shamanism was in ancient times, and now it is withered, almost lost, now a primitive God, any child can tell a set of stories, but, who still remembers my shaman, people in the world mention the 'dancing god' are scoffed, laughing at it as a liar, but who remembers, we have cured people for thousands of years!"

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, the shamanism is self-contained, the amount of energy in the sea is insufficient, and I don't complain about the withering so far, but child, you can't just watch the things of our ancestors in the northeast, just disappear. The old shaman said this, and there seemed to be a choked voice in his words.

Hearing this, Li Yunluo's heart is not miserable, this is the truth, now many countries apply for intangible cultural heritage, the culture itself should not be eaten or drunk, but the power is endless, it can make people have sustenance in their hearts, but also a kind of inheritance, outdated things are not suitable for the present, but it is a pure land in people's hearts, and all the so-called outdated things, in fact, are also the crystallization of the great wisdom of the year, if they can keep pace with the times and innovate, they may not be able to shine again.

Thinking of this, Yun Luo's heart suddenly rose with pride, and he rushed out: "Okay, old man, I can't let it lose its inheritance, I don't dare to guarantee that it will be excellent for all generations, but if there is something, I can help, I will do my best." ”

"Hehe, with your words, I am relieved, this time my old fairy, I didn't come out in vain. Speaking of this, the old Saman's face was full of gratitude, but there was a hint of imperceptible cunning in his eyes.

"It's still a young man. The old shaman laughed to himself.