"Master, some villagers at the foot of the mountain said that there are often ghost fires lit up at night on the side of the reservoir, so please go and take a look."

On the top of the Maoshan Peak Palace, a middle-aged Taoist came to a secluded Taoist room and said to an old Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged on a futon and meditating.

"Ghost fire? There is an ancestor guarding it, where did the ghost fire in Maoshan come from, it should be the Qingyang senior brother of Yuanfu Palace, but he has no disciples to confer it in the past few years! ”

As soon as he heard what the apprentice said, Xuanyang Zhenren, the host of Jiuxiao Palace, understood that this was Qingyangzi teaching his disciple Yan Fa, he and his brothers had studied it together, but this method was not allowed to be taught to the disciples, could it be that he had passed Tiancao in advance?

Thinking of this, Xuanyangzi stood up from the futon and walked towards the door.

"Yiqing, good students look at it, go to Yuanfu Palace for the teacher!"

"Yes, Master!"

Maoshan regardless of the inner door and outer door, the characters are universal, but the art industry has a specialization, the top palace incense is vigorous, the Taoist door is many gods, Maoshan masters of the past dynasties are enshrined here, and are sacrificed by incense.

Therefore, although the Dinggong Xuanyang Pulse also practices the Maoshan Method, it is not very useful, unlike the Yingong Qingyang Bloodline, which is engaged in actual combat almost every day, and it is rare to have a rest time in a year.

The high battle rate also brings high battle losses, there were so many disciples of the Yang character generation in the past, but today there are only a few left, and they can be counted on one hand, and the Yin Palace is not only in the Qingyang lineage, but now only Qingyangzi is left in the Yin Palace.

Slowly walking into the silent Yuanfu Palace, Xuanyang was a little nostalgic for the original years, when he was worshipping under the Yuanfu Long Xuan Zhenren to learn the Tao, but Long Xuan Zhenren taught him according to his aptitude, and after finding that he was not good at killing, he sent him to the Ding Palace to cultivate.

After so many ups and downs, he became the host of the Ding Palace, and Senior Brother Qingyang became the host of the Yin Palace.

The head of the Maoshan Sect is the presiding officer of the Yin Palace by default, but for some reason, Senior Brother Qingyang refused to serve as the head of the sect, and still rushed to the front line at the age of more than ninety, and the position of the head of the Maoshan Sect has been vacant for decades.

"Disciple Yiqi, I've seen Uncle Xuanyang!"

Yiqi, who was selling incense next to the Lingguan Palace, saw Xuanyangzi and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, he didn't know why this uncle suddenly visited Yuanfu Palace today.

"You are a disciple of Senior Brother Qingyang? Poor Dao doesn't seem to have seen you before. ”

Xuanyangzi looked a little embarrassed when he looked at Ichiki.

"Qingyang Zhenren is the family teacher, the disciple took refuge three years ago, and only passed on last year, so Uncle Xuanyang doesn't know the disciple."

At this moment, Yiqi is very nervous, usually he doesn't dare to come out in front of Qingyangzi, let alone in this uncle Xuanyang who he doesn't know, he can only bite the bullet at this moment.

"Then your seniority is not low, Poor Dao has not accepted apprentices for many years, but the disciples under the seat have accepted a group of apprentices, and they all have to call you uncle!"

Xuanyangzi said with a smile, he didn't expect Senior Brother Qingyang to be a good Yaxing, and he still accepts apprentices at such an old age, but most of the disciples under his seat are disciples of the transmission degree, and only two people have been awarded, the eldest disciple and the second disciple.

Thinking of this, Xuanyangzi also sighed, Senior Brother Qingyang's eldest disciple has always been synonymous with taboos in Maoshan, perhaps because of this matter, Senior Brother Qingyang is unwilling to be the head of the Maoshan Sect!

"Uncle Shi, you're joking, those disciples and grandchildren of yours are all conferred disciples, and the disciples are still far away!"

Ichiki touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Don't talk about this, what's the matter, you're here alone?"

Xuanyangzi looked around, there was no tourist, and he realized that what he asked seemed to be a little heartbroken.

"No, there is also a junior brother accompanying the disciple."

Yiqi Yang pointed to the Lingguan Palace, since returning to the mountain from vacation, Xia Yang has started to "go to work" at a fixed time in the summer, and he is in the Lingguan Hall every day, but he has to stay up late at night to "cultivate immortals", and he will inevitably doze off during the day.

On the Lingguan Palace, Xia Yang, who had two dark circles under his eyes, stood against the pillar, motionless as if he was standing and asleep, and Xuanyangzi saw such a joyful scene as soon as he walked into the Lingguan Palace.

It turned out to be a poverty, Xuanyangzi naturally knew Xia Yang, who grew up in Maoshan since he was a child, after all, when the results of the high school entrance examination came out more than two years ago, Senior Brother Qingyang was still showing off in front of him, and none of the few little Taoist priests in his top palace were admitted to a good high school, but only Yin Gong produced Xia Yang.

If it was just like that, forget it, but Xuanyangzi never expected that Senior Brother Qingyang would actually teach the Yan Method to Xia Yang in advance.

Senior Brother Qingyang's second disciple Yixuan's ability is a little mediocre, but it is enough to keep it, Xuanyangzi originally thought that he would be the heir of Senior Brother, but if you look at it now, the situation doesn't seem to be what he thinks.

"It's so fragrant to sleep in the Lingguan Palace, it seems that this kid is not shallow!"

After worshipping Wang Lingguan, Xuanyangzi went to the backyard, but he didn't know that Xia Yang was a disciple who was recognized by this great spiritual official, not to mention sleeping standing up, even sleeping horizontally would be fine.

Xia Yang, who was catching up on sleep, didn't know that someone had just come, and there was a possibility that he would be attacked by a guillid ghost in the school dormitory, but he slept soundly on Maoshan Mountain.

This is not only because there are patriarchs and gods on the mountain to suppress, but also because this is his home, and home can allow a person to remove all his defenses and completely relax.

In the backyard of Yuanfu Palace, Xuanyangzi came to Qingyangzi's courtyard.

"Senior Brother Qingyang, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here unharmed!"

"Hahaha, why are you here?"

Qingyangzi in the Taoist room heard the voice of his junior brother and said with a smile, in his eyes, the junior brother will always be a younger brother, even if he and Xuanyangzi are almost two hundred years old combined.

"There are villagers at the foot of the mountain who say that there is a ghost fire on the other side of the reservoir, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was your masterpiece, senior brother, I don't know why senior brother is so anxious to teach a poor flame method?"

Coming to the house, Xuanyangzi asked directly.

"It seems that you know everything, so I'll tell you something you don't know."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it from his junior brother, Qingyangzi directly briefly said the matter of the ghost prince Zhu Ziming.

"So that's the case, it's just that if you don't have enough manpower, senior brother, you can send some disciples to stay near the school to protect the poor."

"Thank you for your kindness, but this is the mission of my inner disciple of Maoshan, you can send someone to protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime."

Qing Yangzi shook his head and refused Xuanyangzi's kindness, this was only the first difficulty on the way to the summer Yang Road, and there were countless difficulties waiting for him in the future.

Only by overcoming all difficulties and obstacles can we achieve our own avenue, can we achieve the foundation of Maoshan for thousands of years like the ancestors of the past dynasties, can we protect the people to live and work in peace and contentment, and protect the prosperity of the Chinese country.

This is Qingyangzi's expectation of Xia Yang, he is already old, he can't do these anymore, he can only pin his hopes on Xia Yang.