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The ghost is wearing an elegant light sportswear, his hair is held in a high bun, and the heavy makeup on his face has turned into light makeup, showing a capable color.

Looking up at the top of Maoshan Mountain, the clouds and mist were shrouded, like a fairyland.

The corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a shallow smile, and the ghost let out a long breath: "It turns out that this is Maoshan Mountain, and it really deserves its name." ”

Prior to this, the ghosts and ghosts had a rejection of this kind of Taoist holy place because of their status as a member of the Dark Witch Sect, and although they had many opportunities to visit this kind of place, they would give up every time they approached.

This is the first time that the ghost has come to Maoshan.

Inexplicably a little apprehensive in his heart, the ghost saw a little Taoist priest with clear eyebrows walking down the mountain steps in a hurry, and hurriedly stepped forward to give a salute, and said respectfully: "Little Master, where is Daoist Zhu Ya?" ”

The little Taoist priest stopped, looked at the ghost suspiciously, and unconsciously saw that it was a beautiful woman.

The little Taoist priest has been staying in the Taoist temple on weekdays, where have he ever seen such a beautiful woman? This time, because I was sent down the mountain to buy things by my master, I didn't expect to meet such a beautiful woman!

Slightly stunned, the little Taoist priest hurriedly replied, "Oh, you ask Senior Brother Zhu?" Senior Brother Zhu is on the mountain, do you have anything to do? ”

The ghost smiled sweetly, "I'm your friend of Senior Brother Zhu, I wonder if you can help me show me the way?" ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, his heart immediately felt like he had eaten honey, and he forgot all about the things that the master handed over to him, and nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, I'll take you there now." He said this, but he was envious in his heart: Senior Brother Zhu is really the master's eldest disciple, and he can still meet such a beautiful woman while traveling abroad.

The ghost thanked him and followed the little Taoist priest straight to the Taoist temple on the mountain.

In a side room of the Taoist temple, Wan Yiliang sat on the futon, and Zhu Ya stood with his hands down.

Wan Yiliang placed a few pages of yellowed paper on the table in front of him, on which words were written with a brush, and the font was dancing with dragons and phoenixes, but he had a bit of calligraphy attainment.

Zhu Ya's face was cold and he didn't say a word.

Wan Yiliang frowned, kept flipping through the papers, and sighed slightly: "Zhu Ya, are you still angry as a teacher?" ”

Zhu Ya hurriedly surrendered his hand and pleaded guilty: "Master, the disciple doesn't dare, the disciple has never blamed the master, and he has never been angry with the master." ”

Wan Yiliang's old face frowned, barely squeezed out a smile, raised his hand, grabbed Zhu Ya's hand, and stared straight at Zhu Ya: "Zhu Ya, you are my most proud disciple, but you are close to Wu Deqian and is a teacher...... Ay! ”

As if thinking of Wu Banxian, Wan Yiliang let out a long sigh.

Since returning to Maoshan, Zhu Ya has never felt home, and he opened his mouth several times to go down the mountain, but he couldn't bear it.

Although Wan Yiliang has been buried in the loess for half of the time, because of his cultivation, his consciousness reaction is still extremely agile, and he naturally has a sense of Zhu Ya's feelings.

Wan Yiliang clearly felt that there seemed to be a thin film between the master and apprentice, which was insignificant, but there was always something missing.

This time, Wan Yiliang called Zhu Ya and wanted to tell Zhu Ya the biggest secret of Maoshan so that he could leave his way out.

Although Zhu Ya has a cold temperament, he is not a fool, he usually gets along with Wan Yiliang, and he also feels that there is something different about his master now.

Zhu Ya will not hide it, and everything he thinks in his heart will be revealed, which makes them more and more embarrassed.

Seeing that the white hair on Wan Yiliang's head had accounted for half of the country, Zhu Ya suddenly realized that his master was already old.

"Master, if you have anything to say, the disciple will definitely listen to your teachings."

Zhu Ya was a little moved, and said respectfully.

Wan Yiliang picked up a few pieces of paper in his hand and touched them lightly with his hands, as if feeling the temperature from the paper.

"Zhu Ya, you have lived in Maoshan since you were a child, and you watched you grow up step by step for your teacher. However, the teacher has never told you about the few things in the iron cage in the cave in the back mountain, and the teacher ......."

While speaking, Wan Yiliang's eyes suddenly turned red, and he was about to cry.

Zhu Ya was stunned, hurriedly turned around and took a handkerchief, handed it to Wan Yiliang, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master, are you okay?" Y-Why did you bring this up all of a sudden? ”

After taking the handkerchief, wiping the corners of his eyes, Wan Yiliang stuffed the pieces of paper into Zhu Ya's hand, and said softly: "Zhu Ya, Master has been practicing Taoism for decades, and at the beginning, he firmly believed that the Tao was extremely immortal, but now this hope is becoming more and more slim, and I am afraid that it will be ...... as a teacher."

As he spoke, Wan Yiliang's voice choked up again, and the dry tree clung to Zhu Ya, as if he was afraid that Zhu Ya would run away.

Cultivators catch ghosts and eliminate demons, but they inevitably have the luxury of immortality in their hearts.

Zhu Ya, who was cold-faced and soft-hearted, also trembled slightly, fell to his knees with a thud, fell on Wan Yiliang's lap like a child, and cried in a low voice: "Master, the disciple is not filial, those four things are the secret of Maoshan, I was inadvertently intruded by my friend's bewitchment, and I also asked the master to punish me." ”

The friend in Zhu Ya's mouth is naturally Liu Lang.

It's just that after Zhaoyue and Zuo Yan were released in the back mountain of Maoshan Mountain, Zhu Ya himself was driven down the mountain, and the matter was over.

But today, Wan Yiliang suddenly mentioned that at this time, Zhu Ya took the initiative to admit his guilt.

Wan Yiliang's old face was slightly suffocated, he stroked Zhu Ya's head, and looked at Zhu Ya like a child: "Zhu Ya, Master has never blamed you, and you haven't made any mistakes." It's just that Master is afraid that his life will not be long in coming, and I must sue you about those monsters. ”

Zhu Ya was stunned when he heard this, and didn't understand why Wan Yiliang was like parting from life and death, so he hurriedly raised his head and asked in a trembling voice, "Master, what's wrong with you, you?" If there is anything wrong with the disciple, you can tell the disciple directly, and the disciple will definitely change it. ”

"Hehe, Zhu Ya, there's nothing wrong with you, it's just that the older you get, the more afraid you are of death." The topic changed and said: "However, for the inheritance of Maoshan for thousands of years, I don't dare to be careless as a teacher." ”

The more Zhu Ya listened, the more confused he became, looking at Wan Yiliang, his eyes flickering: "Master, you, are you okay?" ”

"Hehe, it's okay, take it!"

Wan Yiliang stuffed those pieces of paper into Zhu Ya's hand, wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, and said sternly: "Zhu Ya, Zhaoyue and Zuo Yan, who have escaped, have nothing to say, but the other two things have to be guarded against. This is written with their origins and methods of restraint, and you must remember them. ”

As he spoke, Wan Yiliang suddenly stood up, folded his hands, stood up proudly, looked at the door, and muttered, "Zhu Ya, you have a friend here, go and greet you." ”

Zhu Yamu looked at the few pieces of paper in his hand, hesitated slightly, folded it carefully and put it on his body, just when he heard the voice of the little Taoist priest outside: "Master, there is a beautiful sister here who is looking for a senior brother." ”