"Who says I can't get him?" The three poor Dao Chiefs glared and said, "Your uncle Long Shuanghuo is just a brave man, just a brute bull!" As a senior brother, I'm too lazy to care about him! ”

Ding Ermiao was afraid of sycophants, so he nodded and said: "That's too, Master Gao Feng Liangjie, don't talk about my Uncle Brute, even if it is among the world's Taoist sects, how many people can compare to my master?" ”

"Well said, I love to hear this sentence!" The Third Poor Daoist smiled and said, "Your uncle, in fact, is also a character, but compared to your master, it is still a little worse. Maoshan Xuyun View was given to him back then. But Maoshan Dayin, I didn't give it to him, I just felt that he couldn't take on the heavy responsibility. ”

"But Master, the current Uncle Long is the Lord of the Void Cloud View, between you, who is the head of Maoshan Mountain?" Ding Ermiao asked.

The Third Poor Daoist snorted and said, "This still has to be asked, of course, who is in the hands of the Great Seal, who is the head!" Your Uncle Long is not ashamed to say that he is the head of the house!! ”

Ding Ermiao was overjoyed and said, "Master, so to speak, the big seal is in my hand, and I am the head of the house?" ”

"Of course! You are my only apprentice, and of course I will pass on the position of head to you. The Third Poor Daoist said proudly.

"Then I am the head of Maoshan Mountain, can I drive Uncle Shi out of the Void Cloud Temple?" Ding Ermiao's heart was full of joy and asked.

"Well, it's up to you. If your Dao method is higher than that of the dragon and the double fire, he will naturally be embarrassed to stay in the temple. However, if you want to surpass the dragon twin fires, it will be at least ten years away. The three poor Taoist elders thought for a while, and then said: "By the way, your Uncle Long also has an apprentice, a female disciple, very powerful, fierce as fire, dare to fight, it is said that he is a rising star in both civil and military affairs." ”

"Ah, so I still have a junior sister? By the way, Master, isn't my junior sister beautiful? Ding Ermiao asked with a grin.

The third poor Taoist raised his hand and gave the apprentice a popping chestnut, and said, "That girl is said to be very beautiful, but does it have anything to do with you?" ”

"Of course it has a relationship...... Ding Ermiao touched his sore head and said: "Your older generation has a bad relationship, but my junior sister and I must unite and carry forward the Maoshan Dao Law together, right?" If my sister is beautiful, my cooperation will be more sincere. ”

"Together?" The three poor Dao chiefs were stunned for a moment, got up and walked two steps, suddenly sighed, and said:

"Er Miao, if you can really unite and cooperate with your Uncle Long's disciples, there will be hope for Maoshan. Alas...... For decades, the relationship between the three descendants of Maoshan has not been very good, and there have been endless fights. Your master Bolin Fengjiao has been in the Hong Kong government for many years, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. Your uncle Long Shuanghuo is very stubborn and has prejudices against me. In our generation, we can't cooperate, and we are ashamed of our ancestors and ancestors! If the next generation continues to fight like this, the Maoshan faction is afraid that it will become more and more decadent and depressed......"

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely carry forward Maoshan Mountain." ”

"The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, your uncle, you may not think so." The three poor Taoist chiefs had anger on their faces, and said: "I went to Maoshan this time, went to find Long Shuanghuo, and discussed the hundred-year plan for Maoshan in the future." But ......"

"But what? The result? Ding Ermiao hurriedly asked.

"But that brute bull asked me to hand over the Maoshan Great Seal, and also asked me to fight!" The third poor Dao said angrily.

"Then do you have a fighting method, and who won?" Ding Ermiao asked again.

The Third Poor Daoist glared at Ding Ermiao and said, "I didn't pay attention to him." Brothers and sisters, what are you fighting? But this brute was not convinced, and took advantage of my drunkenness to plot against me. There was an immortal guidance bureau on the road, and I fell into the pit! ”

"Huh?" Ding Ermiao was shocked, he never expected that the master would also be tricked, and he fell into the pit so embarrassed.

Last time, Master changed into a Humpty Dumpty, and that formation was played a slippery one, but I didn't expect that Long Shuanghuo's formation was even more powerful than Master! If it's not powerful, how can Master fall for it?

The Third Poor Daoist shook his head and said, "That's why I said that this person is unreliable, and he is too small-minded to lead the Maoshan faction." Hey......"

"Master, don't be angry, if you have a chance in the future, I'll help you clean up Uncle Long!" Ding Ermiao was angry and funny, and said.

"Are you okay?" The three poor Taoist chiefs came to stimulate the law again, wanting to motivate Ding Ermiao to practice diligently.

"Don't worry, Master, I will do it!" Ding Ermiao was full of confidence and said: "Uncle Long is getting older and older, and there will always be a day when he is deaf and dizzy; And I'm getting more and more powerful, and I don't believe that I can't fight Uncle Long. ”

The Third Poor Daoist shook his head: "Forget it, there is also a powerful apprentice." A few years later, the battle for the head of Maoshan will depend on the fighting method to decide. At that time, you knew how powerful your female disciple was Uncle Long. ”

Ding Ermiao shrugged his shoulders and dismissed. After all, a woman is a woman, how powerful can she be?

As for later, Ding Ermiao met Long Shuanghuo in the mountain city, and sure enough, Long Shuanghuo was gray-headed, which was regarded as a breath of relief for the master.

The three poor Taoist elders seem to be really old, chattering about the history of Maoshan, talking about the master's desperate Taoist master, and talking about the senior brother Lin Fengjiao, chattering endlessly.

Ding Ermiao listened patiently while asking for some details.

Regarding the history of Maoshan and the grievances of the older generation, Ding Ermiao naturally has to understand. Because after the three poor road chiefs, he is the head of Maoshan Mountain. As the head of the sect, you must always know all kinds of things about your own sect.

When the master talked about the past when the master and uncle calculated the ghost path of the heavenly machine, Ding Ermiao listened to it with enthusiasm boiling and leisurely.

After the master finished speaking, Ding Ermiao asked, "Master, if my master is still alive, can he lift the ghost spell on my ancestral grave?" ”

The Third Poor Dao Leader thought for a while and said, "With your master's Taoism, you can naturally crush those old ghosts. But it's hard to say whether the ghost spell on your body can be lifted. Because this is your business, including your own factors, I am afraid that you will have to solve it yourself. ”

"So, if I have the Tao of the master, can I go back?" Ding Ermiao asked again.

"Needless to say? If you have the ability of your master and uncle, Maoshan will really be able to grow. The three poor Taoist chief said.

Ding Ermiao nodded, and Zhengse said: "The disciple must work hard to practice and be a Maoshan disciple like Master Bo!" ”

"Master Uncle's Taoism, of course, is the best in the world, and I and Long Shuanghuo are not your opponents. But the master is too arrogant, and the relationship with the underworld is not very good, hey...... Do not say. The three poor road chiefs came sleepy, covered their mouths and yawned.

Ding Ermiao was in good spirits and asked, "Master, when can the disciple go down the mountain and go to the rivers and lakes?" ”