"More than forty years ago, Senior Brother Lei went to the Maoshan Ancestral Court to discuss and faction, and competed with Senior Brother Chiba of the Divine Palace Sect, Senior Brother Lei has cultivated to a high level, and his Taoist skills are exquisite, and he is really unparalleled, which makes people's hearts break and blink for forty years." The horse-faced Taoist sighed, a hint of remembrance in his eyes.

Speaking of the first teacher, Mao Xiaofang's expression was moved, and he was faintly distracted, he can have today, all thanks to the careful teaching of his mentor Lei Zhenzi, and before he died, he also entrusted the head of the Heavenly Dao Sect, which can be described as a mountain.

"Senior Brother Lei is a masterpiece, but his disciples are not very good, they have no respect and humility, and they deceive their teachers and destroy their ancestors, which simply insults the prestige of Senior Brother Lei." The silver-haired old woman scoffed.

Ma Xiaohai was furious, "You ......"

"Xiaohai." Mao Xiaofang shook his head, looked at the silver-haired old woman and said: "It doesn't matter what the seniors say about me, maybe the descendants will disgrace the master, but the master has passed away, and please keep the seniors in their mouths, don't discredit the ancestral court." ”

"Presumptuous, Mao Xiaofang, your master doesn't dare to talk to me like this, what kind of thing are you, how dare you be so rude?" The silver-haired old woman slapped the table angrily and scolded.

"Then what kind of thing are you, dare to talk to my master like this?" Shachen walked into the Dao Hall, looked at the silver-haired old woman coldly and asked.

The silver-haired old woman's eyes were wide open, and she was "...... vertically"

"Senior sister!"

"Dust!"

Horse-faced Taoist, Mao Xiaofang drank the silver-haired old woman and Shachen in unison, only to see the horse-faced Taoist expressionless and said: "Pay attention to your identity." ”

"Two seniors, this is my apprentice Shachen, Ah Chen, they are the seniors who came to the ancestral court, don't be rude." Mao Xiaofang said.

Shachen glanced at the two of them, hugged his fists, and nodded at Fang Yundao Chief, who was sitting behind the silver-haired old woman.

"You're dust?" The horse-faced Taoist and the silver-haired old woman were startled, although she had long known that Shachen was not very old, but when she saw it with her own eyes, she was still stunned by his youth.

"Less than twenty years old, practicing qi eightfold, killing the night tour mage, the hero is a boy, Xiao Fang, you are so blessed!" The horse-faced Taoist exclaimed, and the silver-haired old woman stopped talking.

"The seniors praised it falsely."

"Xiao Fang, my junior sister and I came to Gantian Town to be entrusted by an ancestor of this sect to send a war letter to the dust." The horse-faced Taoist said in a deep voice.

The next battle book!

Mao Xiaofang and Ma Xiaohai's faces changed, and they looked at Shachen worriedly, Shachen's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly smiled and said, "The people of your ancestral court are really interesting, if you give me a war letter, I must take it?" Where to go back and forth, I'm too busy to play with you. ”

The horse-faced Taoist was not annoyed, "Don't you listen to the conditions put forward by the ancestor?" ”

"It's nothing more than me losing, returning the magic weapon and agreeing to merge into the ancestral court and something like that, I'm not interested at all." Shachen said nonchalantly.

The silver-haired old woman sneered, "Are you afraid? ”

"I'm scared." Shachen readily admitted that he was afraid, which made the silver-haired old woman feel a sense of powerlessness on the cotton.

The face of the horse-faced Daoist was also a little ugly, "If you win, the Ancestral Court will raise a faction and merge into the Heavenly Dao Sect." ”

"Not unusual."

"Do you know how many people there are in the ancestral court? How many strong people are there? The silver-haired old woman asked, "You can't imagine." ”

"Not interested."

"If someone gives you a letter of war and you refuse, aren't you afraid that people in the spirit world will laugh at you?" The silver-haired old woman said angrily.

"Don't be afraid."

Looking at the dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, the horse-faced Taoist and the silver-haired old woman felt helpless, "Ancestor's words, we brought it, he arrived in Gantian Town before us, and he will come to you if you don't accept the battle letter." ”

"Why are you being aggressive?" Mao Xiaofang asked.

"This is the decision of the Ancestor."

The horse-faced Taoist stood up, "I originally wanted to come over and have a good talk with you, it would be best to solve it peacefully, but now it seems that we have done it too much, senior sister, let's go." ”

"Wait."

The silver-haired old woman turned to look at Shachen and sneered, "Now that you know that you are afraid, you will not hand over the exercises obediently." ”

Shachen glanced at her with mentally handicapped eyes, and said to the horse-faced Taoist: "October 20 is the day when the two factions merge and rebuild the Maoshan faction, if you are still in Ganquan Town, I hope to come to watch the ceremony." ”

Hearing this, the six people of the ancestral court changed color together.

"We'll participate."

"Walk slowly, don't send."

Seeing the six people leave, Mao Xiaofang said with a solemn face: "Ah Chen, you have to be careful, that ancestor in the ancestral court is not simple. ”

"I know in my heart, Master, if it's okay, I'll go back first."

"Go ahead."

……

Walking out of Fuxi Hall, the silver-haired old woman asked angrily: "Senior brother, Shachen doesn't accept the war book, and the ancestor doesn't know where it is, everyone is going to hold and send a ceremony, what should I do next?" ”

"Find a hotel to stay in first, if the ancestor arrives in Gantian Town, he will come to us." The horse-faced Taoist sighed.

"That's it."

"Fang Yun, you go to Gantian Town to inquire about Mao Xiaofang and Shachen, you must be detailed."

"Yes, Uncle Shi."

……

In front of the Shajia rice shop, an old man wearing sackcloth, carrying a bamboo hat on his back, and his beard was white.

His face was wrinkled, his back was hunched, and he walked tremblingly, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

He seemed to be tired of walking, and slowly sat down on the steps of the rice shop, squinting at the people coming and going. Suddenly, a man from a rice shop came over with a bowl of water and handed it to the old man.

"Uncle, you're tired of walking, come, drink some water."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and took it with a smile, "Thank you, young man." ”

"You're welcome, you can drink slowly, just put the bowl on the steps after drinking, and I'll get it later." The guy is leaving.

"Young man, don't hurry up, I'll ask you about something, have you ever heard of a person named Shachen?" The old man asked.

The guy looked at the old man suspiciously, "You're a foreigner, right?" ”

"Just from out of town."

"No wonder, Shachen is my young master, and the Sha family's rice shop is the Sha family's industry." The guy said with a smile.

The old man's eyes lit up, "Tell me what kind of person this is." ”

"The young master is very good, he has never scolded us, he has always been kind, he is still a cultivator, his spells are very powerful, he has saved Gantian Town several times, and he is a big celebrity in Gantian Town."

"Anything else?"

"Xiao Li, you have nothing to do, right?" Ah Lin walked out, glared at Xiao Li and asked, Xiao Li smiled and hurriedly slipped into the rice shop.

"Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense." Alin said to the old man with a smile.

The old man narrowed his eyes, "What he said is all fake?" ”

"It's too fake to be fake, it's just not real." Alin was idle, sitting next to the old man, and said with great interest: "My young master is much more magical than he said, in May 1924, the young master followed the old man to the provincial city to play, and when he came back, he encountered a horse thief, and the old man, the young master were all killed......"

"Wait, your young master was killed?"

"God is here, the young master died at the time, and then he came back to life, and he walked to the back mountain of Gantian Town, and was rescued by Master Mao Xiaofang Mao, and accepted as a disciple." Arin exclaimed.

"Brought back to life?" The old man's eyes widened, and the fox asked, "You didn't lie to me, did you?" ”

"It's true, the young master was covered in bruises at the time, and even Master Mao said that it was a miracle that he was alive, many people in Gantian Town knew about this matter, I don't believe you asked others." Alin swore and said.

The old man was thoughtful.

"Uncle, it's not all, I'll tell you......"

Xiao Li lay on the counter, smiling and listening to the shopkeeper bragging to the old man, I have listened to this version of the story several times, and I can't get tired of listening to it.

I drove a car for a day during the day, and now I have a time code word, and today's update will be delayed to ensure three more.

(End of chapter)