The little prince Tang Yulou, the No. 1 gentleman of the same Qi Dynasty, has robbed the Oiran, the BMW, the wine and food, and even the thatched house has grabbed a good position, but he has never robbed the master.

From childhood to adulthood, either he saw the master with a headache, or the master saw him with a headache.

And this time, he wanted to take the lead in going to Maoshan to grab the master, of course, this master was grabbed by his two followers, but he had to do it.

Thinking about it, the little prince Tang Yulou will add another deed at that time, and even Lao Jiu, who is in a hurry, has some expectations.

Tang Yulou and his party went up the mountain directly, and before them, a sloppy Taoist rushed in from the gate of the endless Maoshan Taoist Courtyard as if he appeared out of thin air.

The Taoist was the old Taoist who was setting up a stall on the mountainside to tell fortunes and suddenly plucked out a few of his beards, and was frightened to ask for a signature, and the young woman was frightened.

One step, two steps, three steps, the old Taoist disappeared out of thin air on the mountainside, and appeared out of thin air in the Taoist courtyard, still between three or two steps.

Didn't enter the hall dedicated to the patriarch of the three Qing Dynasty, the old Taoist went around to the side door of the main hall, and the visitors and pilgrims became fewer and fewer, until they entered the back mountain and completely saw outsiders, the old Taoist shouted: "Disaster is coming, disaster is coming, senior brother, disaster is coming." ”

Maoshan Mountain is less than 1,000 zhang high, it seems to be an incense resort from the mountaineering road all the way, but in this back mountain is a unique cave sky, the fairy mist is swirling, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Lao Dao drilled into the thickening white mist, and it was another world.

The Taoist temple is still a Taoist temple, not as grand as the former mountain Taoist temple, but more Taoist and natural.

More than 100 steps stretched to the foot of the old road, and he didn't care about the rules of the past, took off the dirty cloth shoes that couldn't be dirty, and ran up barefoot.

The rules of the back mountain were set by the founding patriarch, no matter who could only climb the steps, and the real Maoshan was at the top.

The first blessed land in the world, the ten ancestral courts of Daomen, are controlled by several world-famous martial arts masters.

Even the Chu Feiren, who is now known as the number one in the world, honestly went up to the Maoshan Hall step by step, and personally asked for a sign from the master at that time.

Of course, it is said that the general Wang Tangcheng came on horseback when he visited Maoshan, and he never dismounted when he arrived at Houshan, because there was a big Tsing Yi who also rode a horse beside him.

This is a secret, and the prince and princess are tight-lipped by the princess, and Maoshan himself will not publicize things that damage his face to the outside world.

On the way up the steps to the main hall, there are constantly young Taoist priests who bow their waists and call the old Tao, at least they are called "Shi Shuzu", and there are not a few people who call them Taishi Shuzu, which shows that this sloppy fortune-telling old Tao has a high rank in Maoshan Mountain.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple is about to look for you, could it be that you already know that the master is out of the customs?"

A middle-aged Taoist priest with extraordinary bearing, wearing a cyan Taoist robe and stepping on black cloth shoes, bowed to the old Taoist who entered the main hall.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was respectful and polite in front of the old Taoist, but to the outside world and even to the temples of the three sects in the world, he was already a heavyweight enough.

He is the contemporary head of Maoshan and the martial arts master Hong Cangzi who has been in charge of Maoshan for ten years.

"Senior brother is out of the customs, it's time to take me to see him quickly. The old man grinned and said in a hurry.

"Master, his old man has just come out of the customs and ordered his disciple to come to find his uncle, he should already be waiting for you in the Houde Hall at this time. "The middle-aged master is leading the way, even if the old Taoist is an elder, he has never crossed half a step past the nephew of the teacher in front of him, this is the rule of Maoshan.

The Houde Hall is the place where the tablets of the ancestors of Maoshan are enshrined, and at this moment, an older white-robed old Taoist is kneeling on the futon, looking up at the tablet altar that is several feet high and nine floors.

"The ancestors of the past dynasties are above, whether my Maoshan faction can prosper in the world depends on what happened today, whether it is a blessing or a curse, let future generations judge it, as long as it is not evil, the disciple Huang Daozi will temporarily carry this big black pot for Maoshan today. Lao Dao whispered to the tablet on the side

The world's Daomen, Tiandi Xuanhuang is the four highest generations, and only the Daomen Gongzu Sanqing Patriarch can afford it, and then there are characters such as Wudang, Shushan and other founding ancestors for the earth-character generation, and the same is true for Maoshan Patriarch.

Some of these people directly add the word "place" to their names, and some don't care about these, but their status is indeed there.

Legend has it that there is also a person who is extremely high, and throughout the three religions, they are only lower than the ancestors of the three religions, between heaven and earth, this person is called the "Nine Stars".

He has five disciples, one of whom has long been famous in the three sects, and may not be known to many people in the rivers and lakes, because their level is not high enough, this person is called "Qing Xuanzi", ranking first among the five disciples of the "Ninth Star".

However, a few people know that Qing Xuanzi should be the head of the six disciples of the "Ninth Star".

"Master, Uncle Shi has arrived. The voice of the middle-aged master Hong Cangzi sounded outside the hall.

"Senior brother, senior brother, woe, woe. The voice of the old man sounded, but he never stepped into the main hall.

Maoshan courtyard rules, do not meet the ancestor worship ceremony, do not encounter the matter of survival, except for the head of the teaching, no one else is allowed to enter the Houde Hall one step.

The people who are responsible for the daily cleaning and care of the Houde Hall are two deaf and dumb Taoists who can't figure out their age, and they have no quarrel with the world.

"Senior Brother Yi Huangzi, a handful of old people, why are you still as frizzy as when you were young, and you and Hong Cang came in to talk. Huang Daozi sat on the futon and did not move, only a soft breeze blew in front of him, and the incense and candles that had just been planted on the nine-story altar burned together.

The sloppy old Taoist Yi Huangzi is the only surviving junior brother of Huang Daozi, and after he and Hong Cangzi entered the main hall, they vaguely noticed the residual breath in the hall, and the two of them looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"The master has been in retreat for three years, and he has broken through again. Hong Cangzi sighed secretly.

"Senior brother, have you reached that realm?" Yi Huangzi was much more direct, looking at his senior brother with wide eyes and asking.

"The path of martial arts is endless, and it is like sailing against the current, and it is barely enough to reach the peak of the grandmaster after three years of retreat for my brother. Huang Daozi seems to have palpitations, these three years of retreat are not as easy as outsiders think, and only he understands the hardships and dangers.

"Great Innate!" Hong Cangzi and Yi Huangzi asked in surprise at the same time, and then Yi Huangzi continued to ask as if he had a point: "If Senior Brother had this realm more than ten years ago, would it be possible to let those two people get off the horse?"

"Well, that's easier said than done. ”

Huang Daozi stood up and walked to the only junior disciple, stretched out his hand to straighten out the latter's somewhat messy robe, and then continued: "Only then did I know how talented that princess was in the martial arts, and she already had a strength level no less than I have now, just ask who in this world can teach such a martial arts wizard." ”

Above the nine grades of martial arts is the grandmaster, and the three realms of the grandmaster are small congenital, out-of-body, and great congenital. In the future, he will ascend to the sky as a celestial man and seek the strength realm of fighting with the immortals.

Such people have been known as the martial gods of the world for thousands of years.

After Huang Daozi's realm was raised, he was even thinking that if that princess hadn't encountered any accidents, she might have become the first martial arts god in a thousand years.

"So powerful?" Although Yi Huangzi could vaguely guess, it was still a little difficult to accept when he heard his senior brother say it himself.

More than ten years ago, the two of them rode into Maoshan Mountain, almost trampling the rules of the Maoshan Taoist Academy under the horse's hooves.

At that time, Yi Huangzi was angry, regardless of the master's brother blocking and brazenly making a move, with the martial arts strength of a small innate realm, he originally thought that he could give these two people a dismount, who knew that the arrogant prince not only did not dodge, but also said to the woman next to him, "The daughter-in-law will shoot lightly." ”

So the woman did make a light move, but she just let Yi Huangzi roll from the top of the steps to the bottom, layer by layer, which is very in line with the rules of Maoshan Mountain.

Yi Huangzi, who was not convinced, thought that the senior brother would teach her a lesson, but who knew that the senior brother actually confessed, so that the two of them took the initiative to dismount and enter the hall, and then sent the two out again after a pillar of incense, and almost didn't send them down the mountain in person.

Later, when I asked my senior brother what was going on, Yi Huangzi remembered that my senior brother only replied with one sentence: "That princess's strength is unfathomable." ”

Now that I think about it, wasn't that princess already a Great Innate Grandmaster at that time?

Thinking of this, Yi Huangzi's scalp was numb, according to the temper of the prince, he didn't even ask for his own life at that time?

Secretly wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Yi Huangzi looked at his senior brother Huang Daozi and stopped talking.

"Senior brother, you were originally the best disciple of the master's disciple, although it has been decadent for several years because of the death of the master immortal, but this hexagram should still be a trivial matter for you. Huang Daozi looked at himself with a smile as if he was a sloppy junior brother, who was called the genius who was most likely to revitalize the Maoshan hexagram metaphysics by the master, but he was too dependent on the master who raised him since he was a child, so that he was depressed for many years.

"Senior brother, woe!" Yi Huangzi was nodded by senior brother Huang Daozi, and finally remembered the matter.

"Since ancient times, blessings and misfortunes have depended on each other, and who can definitely determine whether it is a blessing or a curse. There is a mystery hidden in Huang Daozi's words.

"Senior brother has also arrived?" Yi Huangzi felt relieved in his heart, since senior brother had calculated, he must have dealt with it.

"Senior brother, have you counted that there is a fierce aura coming towards Maoshan Mountain?" Huang Daozi walked outside the gate of the Houde Palace, and in front of him was a place of smoke and mountains.

"Well, and the junior brother still faintly feels that this fierce aura has something to do with that prince. Yi Huangzi said eagerly.

"Hehe, that's right, it's indeed the rare descendant of the prince in the world who has arrived, and speaking of which, this person's reputation is also worthy of the word fierce that you calculated. Huang Daozi stroked his beard, and there was no solemnity in his words.

"Ah, could it be the little prince whose name has spread all over the world?"

Yi Huangzi's mouth was wide open, he had already heard of the reputation of this little prince who did not follow the usual path, and the most recent one was to lead people to kick the Yin Yamen of Jiankang Mansion.

Huang Daozi nodded with a smile on his face.

"What is this little prince doing in Maoshan?" Yi Huangzi asked.

"Hehe, what he is going to do will naturally not be known until he arrives, but junior brother, in addition to the ferocious aura, have you found anything else unusual?" Huang Daozi raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and there was a sea of clouds from far and near.

"What else is unusual?" Although Yi Huangzi was mentioned by his senior brother, he was still a little puzzled, until he also raised his eyes and realized that there seemed to be something special in the sea of clouds that was about to fly to the top of Maoshan Mountain.

It was a wisp of purple gas, coming from the East China Sea and merging into the sea of clouds!