Maoshan people are not prosperous, this is a common thing.

One is that there are fewer disciples in Maoshan, they pay more attention to the fate, there is no one in ten thousand people who are destined among ordinary people, and those who want to practice will definitely not choose Maoshan without much future. After all, people are selfish, who wants to come to Maoshan to do the coolies of slaying demons and demons? Another reason is that Maoshan disciples are all over the world, they eat and sleep in the open, and most people don't even know where the headquarters of Maoshan is, because most of them were found by a traveling Taoist priest, and then taught the Tao, and then walked in the world.

Maoshan is such a strange sect, there are three or two big cats and small cats, even if someone has a bad idea, they rarely target Maoshan, but this holy sect does not even let them go.

I can see the indignation of the Maoshan disciples.

Halfway up the mountain, Lao Dao pushed away the disciple who was supporting him. Said with his hands behind his back.

"Maoshan disciples listen to orders!"

The crowd gave up.

"Yes!"

Looking at the old way of white hair flying in the wind, I seemed to guess what he wanted to say, and a sadness welled up in my heart.

"Leave Maoshan immediately, the two of you are companions, enter the world, and from now on, you don't have to come back." He said this, his voice unmistakable, but only I could see that his eyes were closed with his back to the crowd, and two lines of cloudy tears were coming from the corners of his eyes.

The disciples of the "Master Ancestor ......" were obviously shocked, and several of them were emotional: "How could we leave Maoshan at this critical time for survival?" How can we abandon the mountain gate? We ......"

"Maoshan has never had a mountain gate, the way of Maoshan is to walk in the world, for a hundred years, I don't know how many disciples have stepped into the world. The reputation of Maoshan. It is accumulated by those disciples who left the mountain gate, but it has nothing to do with those of us who stayed behind the mountain gate...... You accompany me, a stubborn old man, you can only waste your youth and waste this Dao method in vain......" Lao Dao sighed lightly.

"But we ......" Some wept, but the old words shook them.

"Let's go." Lao Dao waved his hand.

"What about you, Master?" Someone asked.

"Dust to dust, soil to earth, everyone has their own life, no need to worry about the old way, after you leave, you may be in this world, meet the predecessors of Maoshan, and then you can have a support. Just remember, you must not fall into the name of my Maoshan Mountain...... Birth, travel, aging, inheritance, this is the life of Maoshan disciples, you must remember. Lao Dao turned around, and the tears were dry.

The disciples cried, knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times at the old way, and then turned to leave.

One disciple after another left, and the eyes of the old Taoist were proud and reluctant, but after all. But they all turned into depression, he covered his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and my figure flashed and hugged him. With the blood of the demons.

"Let's go up the mountain!" He forced a smile.

Is this the way of Maoshan?

If the world's cultivation sects unfold in front of me is a magnificent picture, then Maoshan is like a sketch that is simple to the extreme.

As the old Tao said, birth, travel, aging, inheritance, this is the life of Maoshan disciples.

A wave of respect arises spontaneously.

All the way to the top, when I saw the row of thatched huts and the main hall made of wood in the middle, I was greeted by a simple and shabby face, and I muttered.

"This is Maoshan?"

"This is Maoshan!" There is pride in Lao Dao's eyes.

I closed my eyes, and a sense of resonance from the depths of my heart made me fall into contemplation, and all this experience in Maoshan made me see another side of the practitioner.

This is the most rustic, almost idiotic inheritance in the eyes of many cultivators, but this is Maoshan.

I don't know how to describe it, but my mood fluctuates a lot, and the other side of the practice unfolds before my eyes, making me feel calmer than ever.

"I actually felt something." Lao Dao looked at me, his eyes were full of light, and there was also a look of envy, when every cultivator has a feeling, it means that he must be improved, he has spent a hundred years in his life, and he has not had a single understanding.

Four hours later, it was already dark, and I woke up.

When I opened my eyes to see the world again, I only felt that the colors were much brighter, yes, it was night, but what I saw in my eyes was the rippling colors, as if the darkness between the sky and the earth and the oil lamp in Hunan were full of all kinds of undetectable colors, I couldn't see it before, but now I see it.

Walking into the wooden house, I saw Lao Dao and the boy lying flat on his wooden bed.

"This child contains monstrous resentment, evil spirit, and hatred in his body." He heard my footsteps.

"I know." The boy's matter is also one of the reasons why I went to Maoshan, I want to know if there is a way to save a long-standing sect like Maoshan.

"Resentment is innate, evil is poured from the outside, hatred is born by itself, this child, if you don't bring it, I'm afraid that my first thought is to strangle him to death, even if it will disturb my conscience, but it is also for the sake of removing a scourge in the world." Lao Dao did not shy away from it at all, and said what he really thought in his heart.

"Dare to ask the long law?" I asked, clenching my fists.

"You can call me Xu Laodao." He's casual.

"Dao Chang and I are from our own family, this child is indeed one of the reasons why I decided to go to Maoshan Mountain, I don't know if the chief has a way to save him?" I don't know what my heart is, after Ye Mengyao left, I found that I didn't have any hatred for her, she was just a poor person, and this child was also pitiful, I decided to try to save him, do my best, and obey the fate of God.

"This child is seriously injured, internal injuries and external injuries are easy to say, but this injury, but it makes the breath in his body unstable, I told you before, resentment is born, evil qi is infused later, hatred is generated by himself, three breaths, make him strong, but because of this injury, but let these three breaths begin to devour each other, in his body, has long been turned upside down, want to save him, must purify the evil qi, resentment, and hatred in his heart, so, there is a glimmer of life......" Xu Laodao touched the child's pulse and said lightly.

The resentment should come from the skeleton of the little girl in red, and the evil spirit was deliberately raised by Ye Mengyao and the Manifest Saint Fairy Gu, what happened and heard since childhood, it has long changed the child's heart, and the nature of the person is good at the beginning, but he is an accident, the sex is evil, and it is easy to breed evil spirit, as for hatred, I don't understand it, I don't know who he hates.

"So how do you purify his resentment and hatred?" I asked again.

"I have a green lantern in Maoshan Mountain, which is the thing handed down by the ancestor of Sanmao, among the green lanterns, there is a volume of the art of the grass, and there is a wonderful use to drive away evil spirits, so that the lamp shines, can drive away the external evil of this son, but his inner resentment, but also needs to be resolved, the so-called heart disease also needs to be a heart medicine, to have a close person, out of the body, venture into the green lantern, resolve this son's heart knot, only in this way, it is possible to dispel his resentment, but this, there is a great danger." Lao Dao pondered for a moment and said cautiously.

Sure enough, there is no mistake, Maoshan has a lot of experience in exorcism.

It's just someone close to me, but it's stumped for me, Ye Mengyao is not here, does this child still have someone close to him? I looked at him sleeping, but I sighed softly, and there was complexity in my eyes, it seemed that I was the only one who went.

Am I his close friend?

I don't know, but Ye Mengyao said that I am the father of this child, and this child seems to think so too, except for me, it seems that there is no one to choose.

"The matter of the green lantern exorcism, it can be carried out directly later, the time of the old way is running out, while there is still a breath now, I hope to solve your doubts, in order to repay you for saving the lives of my Maoshan disciples, you still have one thing, please say it." Xu Laodao didn't ask me much about my relationship with this child, and his eyes were always calm.

"That junior will not go around the corner, I once saw an evil demon, this person's realm, has reached the terrifying level of a real person, he died decades ago, but now he has come back to life, and his hands are stained with blood, this world is in turmoil, and those who have entered the core disciples of the various sects in the secret realm of the North Sea have something to do with it, but half of those dead disciples have died at the hands of this person...... The most surprising thing is that this person's teacher is actually from Maoshan, and his Taoist name is ......" I am talking.

Click!

But it was Lao Dao who crushed the corner of the table, and his eyes burst with essence.

"Shangyuan Zhenren!"