Maoshan.
At this time, the head of Maoshan was still lying leisurely on a small chair, basking in the sun.
Although demons are rampant and warlords are fighting outside, this cannot affect the peace of this small world.
As the head of Maoshan, he is not allowed to leave the mountain easily.
It is enough to have those Maoshan elders and those outstanding Maoshan disciples.
The head of Maoshan looked at the sky and thought carefully in his mind.
The Chinese New Year is just a few days away. How should we celebrate the Maoshan Ceremony this year
Xiaojiu and Xiaosimu, how are they doing this year
The sun was lazily shining on the leader's body, making him feel warm and unwilling to move at all. Suddenly, a stern voice reached his ears.
"You're slacking off again, you bastard!"
The sudden sound frightened the head sect leader so much that he trembled. He quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, then sat cross-legged and began to meditate seriously.
The headmaster narrowed his eyes, looked around, and said in his heart that something was wrong.
Which ancestor was sleeping in and came out for a walk after waking up
The head of the sect couldn't help feeling a little bitter, everyone hoped that they would have as many ancestors as possible, but they didn't know the disadvantages of having too many ancestors.
There is no way to be lazy, because for the ancestor of Maoshan, he can control the entire Maoshan with a single thought.
It's fine if ordinary disciples are lazy, but if you, the head of the sect, are lazy...
The ancestor will definitely make you lose your mind and give you a good beating with a whip to teach you a lesson!
The voice lingered in the master's ears again, "Come down to find me!"
Come down
The head of the sect was stunned, his face suddenly changed, and he knew in his heart that something must have happened.
You know, this is the first time he has been summoned to the underworld by the ancestor since he took over as the head of the sect.
Could it be a great catastrophe that will last for thousands of years
The head sect leader immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, put his hands together, and his spirit instantly left his body and disappeared from the spot straight into the underworld.
The underworld was shrouded in fog and with all kinds of wandering souls. A ray of golden light passed through it and, following the guidance of the voice, slowly sank into a bronze ground.
This palace is difficult to describe in words. It is very vast and surrounded by a gloomy aura. The head of the sect doesn't even dare to look directly at it and can only peek at it with his peripheral vision.
I vaguely saw three words on the plaque in the hall.
"Judge's Hall"
The head of the sect became more and more horrified. These were already some of the most prominent figures in Maoshan. Could it be that something big had really happened
With a few quick steps, the head of the sect quickly crossed the threshold and saw a figure sitting on the chair.
This must be one of the ancestors of Maoshan, the Judge!
Wrapped in fog, I could only vaguely see the figure but couldn't see his true face.
The head of the sect was respectful and was about to speak when the judge asked, "Which foot did you use to enter the door just now?"
"ah?"
The head of the sect was stunned, wondering why the ancestor asked this.
However, as a cultivator, his spirit and soul are powerful, and he remembers clearly things that ordinary people cannot remember.
"In reply to the old ancestor, I stepped into the hall with my left foot just now."
"Left foot? Humph!"
A cold snort came from the hall, "It seems that you are not doing a good job as the head of the sect, so you should abdicate!"
Master: ...
As soon as my left foot steps into the hall, I will abdicate
Isn't it obvious that this person is not here to find me
The head sect leader didn't dare to breathe or say a word, he understood everything in his heart.
I must have done something wrong, and it was a very serious mistake that made the Maoshan ancestor angry.
Strange, where did I go wrong
The judge, sitting high on the chair, looked at the current leader of Maoshan below, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Not to mention his cultivation level, being only at the sixth level of Earth Master is simply ridiculous.
Back when Maoshan was prosperous, there were many Heavenly Masters, and a rookie like the Sixth Level Earthly Master was not even worthy of being an elder.
Now he has become the leader of Maoshan!
In fact, this does not matter. After all, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has declined, and the cultivation environment in the human world is much worse than that in the underworld. Even ten days of cultivation are not as good as one day.
But the judge thought of Russell, whom he had just learned about today, this vague man with unpredictable fate.
He is about eight or nine years old, and his cultivation has reached the level of a Earth Master. He can even chase down and defeat evil cultivators at the third level of Earth Master.
Such a good seedling!
The dignified leader of Maoshan didn’t even know!
The more the judge thought about it, the angrier he became. It was a pity that he still frowned every day, watching the general situation in the world, trying to find a glimmer of hope for Maoshan.
Results, results...
The judge was glad that he got this news unexpectedly today. If something goes wrong...
He tapped the tabletop gently, and with each tap, the master's waist would bend a little and his whole body would tremble a little.
"I have obtained the secret key to the great calamity of the millennium. It is not convenient to tell you here, but that person will be the best leader of Maoshan!"
The leader was stunned. Isn’t she the leader of Maoshan
The most outstanding leader of Maoshan
Her face flushed, and she imagined the anger of the Judge Ancestor today.
Maybe he saw that she has been lazy and not making progress recently, so he deliberately gave her some advice!
The headmaster was filled with joy, his face flushed with excitement, and he respectfully saluted the judge, "Thank you for your guidance, Grandmaster. I will definitely be a good headmaster."
She was just happy for a short while before the judge's stern voice suddenly woke her up from her sweet dream like a bucket of cold water.
"You are no longer the headmaster. Find a reason to abdicate and give up the position of headmaster. Either go to Nei Mao or come down and accompany me!"
The judge snorted, "I'm very busy down there, but you younger generations are so busy basking in the sun up there every day?"
The head of the sect blushed at these words and became more and more curious.
After all, whether in Neimao or in the underworld, it is much better than being the head of Maoshan.
There are so many trivial things to do. I have to look at the faces of a group of elders, take care of many disciples, recruit disciples, and guide them.
The most important thing is that we also have to worry about the great catastrophe that will happen in the future.
If you are not careful and place the wrong bet, you will lead Maoshan down a road of no return and just wait to be beaten up by the founder of Maoshan!
She looked up cautiously, her heart burning with gossip.
"Grandmaster, I wonder who will be the next leader of our Maoshan?"
The ancestors have said that the person who will be responsible for the great catastrophe of the millennium will be the most outstanding leader of Maoshan, but who is it
Ajian
Small four eyes
Or a disciple of other elders
The prerequisite for becoming the head of Maoshan is to break through to the level of a geomancer. There are only a few such people in the entire Maoshan!
She thought carefully, but unexpectedly the judge said an incredible name.
"Lin Fengjiao!"
"What?"
She could hardly believe her ears. She knew Xiaojiu's personality best. How could he be the leader
...
Uncle Jiu was still arguing with Marshal Zhang at this time, when suddenly a paper crane fell from the sky and landed in his hands.
He looked at it in confusion and his eyes widened instantly!
"What?"
"As long as I have one thousand Yin De, you will let me become the head of Maoshan??"
Uncle Jiu simply crumpled the paper crane into a ball and muttered something under his breath.
"Where did this liar come from!"
"You might as well say you can become the head of Maoshan for just one dollar!"