It is a very happy thing to meet my master again.
However, the incident that happened in Maoshan did not allow everyone to stop, so they set off immediately and rushed to Maoshan.
Longhu Mountain is not far from Maoshan Mountain, especially this small town is even closer, and the journey only takes two or three days.
Although Uncle Jiu deliberately avoided the topic, he was always reluctant to mention the changes in Maoshan to Russell.
But who is Russell
Shameless, bah, you're wrong, he is not a person who will give up easily.
After much persuasion, Uncle Jiu finally gave in and revealed a shocking piece of news.
That is, the great elder of Maoshan
Dead!
As one of the top sects in the world, the great elders of Maoshan are undoubtedly among the top people in the world of cultivation, and they represent the face of Maoshan.
He, he is dead
Russell's face was serious, and a thousand thoughts ran through his mind. It must be a very powerful enemy, or someone from the evil world or the underworld, attacking from behind.
Who knows, this might even trigger a great war between good and evil!
"Master." Russell took a deep breath. Not only was he not nervous at all, but he was also eager to do something.
At this moment, he was like an arms dealer in peacetime. He was overjoyed when he heard the news of the war.
Only in a big war can one fish in troubled waters, strike with fatal force, avoid being hated by others, and perhaps even become a hero of Maoshan.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but get a little excited. He patted his chest fiercely with his hands, biting his teeth fiercely, "How dare you touch my Maoshan people."
He wailed instantly, "Great Elder, you died so tragically, I will definitely avenge you, wuwuwu..."
The crying was particularly tragic, the crying was particularly sad, the crying was unimaginable!
Qianhe, who was sitting in the front, had a strange look on her face. She glanced at Uncle Jiu from time to time, and it was unclear what her eyes were conveying.
Finally, Uncle Jiu couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the carriage. With a roar, the whole carriage suddenly became quiet.
"This brat, if he's not disciplined for three days, he'll tear the tiles off the roof."
Uncle Jiu muttered quietly that if something happened to the Great Elder, he would cry like a decent man.
But why is Russell crying? Have you seen him
You probably don't even know if he is a man or a woman.
Besides, if you want to cry, just cry seriously. Why are you wiping your eyes with saliva
Uncle Jiu was a little helpless. It was better when Russell was a child. What to do when a child is naughty and disobedient? Just give him a beating!
This brat still owes me 80,000 slaps. I had planned to slap him slowly, but I didn't expect him to be so disrespectful and grow up overnight...
Whenever he thought of this, Uncle Jiu couldn't stop feeling wronged and regretful, and his heart was filled with remorse.
If you want to spank your children, you must do it early!
Rubbing Russell's dog head angrily, Uncle Jiu withdrew his hand contentedly and said slowly, "The elder is old and has passed the age of 100. His time is coming, and it is normal for him to pass away."
If your cultivation level does not break through to that of a Heavenly Master, no matter how good your skills or secrets are, and no matter how many resources you have, you will not be able to change your fate.
The death of the Great Elder was inevitable, but they did not feel too sad. For the people of Maoshan, death was not the end but a new life.
The real trouble is Maoshan after the death of the great elder.
"Now that the Great Elder has left like this," Qianhe suddenly interjected, with a hint of worry on her face, "I'm afraid it will be hard for Master."
When he was alive, the Great Elder was a supporter of the main lineage of Maoshan and a staunch supporter of the leader.
As soon as he left, Maoshan was faced with undercurrents. There was nothing that could be done about it. After all, where there are people, there are struggles and the world of martial arts.
The ancestors of Maoshan never cared about these things. After all, to them, everyone was a descendant of Maoshan, and it didn't matter who was the main lineage.
The founder of Maoshan doesn't take it seriously, but these Maoshan disciples take it very seriously.
Because in order to become the head of Maoshan, one of the requirements is to be from the main lineage.
Uncle Jiu may not care about other rights, resources, or incense, but he cannot care about this.
At this moment, he still remembered what his junior uncle-master from Maoshan had said a year ago, that as long as he entered Shangqing Cave, he would also be able to get his care.
Although little Russell is extremely powerful now, he is not invincible. If he causes a big fuss on Mount Mao, that would not be a good thing.
because.
There is more than one ancestor of Maoshan...
Their disciples and successors are scattered across various branches and lineages, but they are still receiving the love and support from the masters!
"yes."
Uncle Jiu also felt a lot of pressure at this time. The burden on his shoulders was heavy. If he wanted to maintain his position as the head of the sect, the dangers were no less than palace fighting.
This was much more tiring than his usual tasks of slaying demons, dealing with zombies, and dealing with his two apprentices.
This is also the reason why he was unwilling to stay in Maoshan and even didn't want to go back for a long time.
He and Junior Brother Qianhe looked solemn, quietly counting and considering the bloody storm that would soon await them when they returned to Maoshan.
The entire carriage fell into silence, and the atmosphere became depressing and dull.
But soon, this atmosphere was broken.
Russell clapped his hands. As he was keen on palace fighting dramas, he seemed to understand something and suddenly a strange idea came into his mind.
"Master, I have a good idea. The Great Elder of Maoshan is gone. How about we create another one?"
The person is gone, can you still dig out the bones
The corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched, and he thought of Russell's unreliable behavior, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
He looked straight at Russell, his eyes narrowed, "You are not trying to use a paper man to impersonate the Great Elder and impersonate him, are you?"
It’s okay to mess around in other places, but not in Maoshan!
“No, no, no!”
Russell shook his finger, bent his little finger, and pointed directly at Uncle Jiu, with a mysterious smile on his face, "The Great Elder is you!"
"What nonsense..."
Uncle Jiu's voice suddenly stopped, and he exchanged glances with his junior fellow apprentice Qianhe, and both of their eyes lit up.
yes!
Why didn't they two think of this
It is true that those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see things more clearly.
They thought about this and that, all sorts of things, but they forgot about the two of them.
With Uncle Jiu's cultivation and age, plus the help of the Sect Master, he is qualified to be the Grand Elder!
The most important thing is.
Once he secures the position of the Grand Elder, wouldn't it be easy for Russell to take over the position of the Sect Leader
Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, put the topic aside, turned around and warned Russell, "You must practice well, the great catastrophe of the millennium may be approaching."
"The Great Elder went to the underworld, partly because of Nei Mao's intention. They received a letter saying that someone in the underworld is ready to make a move, and the atmosphere there is a little wrong."
Are we going to fight
Russell's eyes moved strangely and he clenched his fists tightly. A strong sense of crisis filled his heart. His strength was improving too slowly and he had to do it as soon as possible!