"I heard your name is Zhang Huaiyi?"
In the yard, Russell and the little Taoist boy were playing Landlord, and sitting on the other side was a little paper man.
"Um."
The little Taoist boy responded dejectedly. At this time, his face was covered with notes. This was agreed in advance. Every time he lost, he would be given a note. There was no penalty for the first ten games.
The little Taoist boy thought he was a genius, but he couldn't beat Russell on the opposite side, and he couldn't even beat the paper man on the opposite side.
He curled his lips and suddenly became suspicious of life.
Russell muttered, "What a familiar name!"
He seemed to have vaguely heard someone mention Zhang Huaiyi, and what was another person's name
"Three!"
"King bomb!"
Russell was very proud of himself. He had just looked at the cards in the paper man's hand and calculated his own. This time the little Taoist boy was bound to lose again!
"A ten!"
Sure enough, the little Taoist boy was dumbfounded when he looked at his cards. The largest one was ten. How could he play
He set his eyes on the paper man beside him, and the paper man reluctantly put down the cards in his hand. The largest one was only nine.
The little Taoist boy was dumbfounded. This time he lost to the paper man again. Russell was quick-witted and stuck a piece of paper on his head again. The paper man silently pulled out a hair and stuck it on his face.
"I remember now." Russell suddenly realized, "Is your senior brother called Zhang Zhiwei?"
The little Taoist boy tilted his head and shook his head uncertainly, "I don't know either. I followed my master for the past two months and haven't returned to Longhu Mountain yet."
"hey-hey!"
Russell patted his shoulder sympathetically, "I guess your future life will be miserable. Did you know that your senior brother has a nickname?"
The little Taoist boy shook his head in confusion. Senior brother is only in his teens now, and he already has a nickname
Russell's face was very serious. "Your senior brother's name is Under One Person. When he is happy, he is under your master. When he is unhappy, he is Under One Person."
“Just like this!”
Russell gently pushed forward with his palm, and the paper man next to him was like a mountain pressing down on his head. His chest caved in, and the whole person flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. Red ink flowed out of his mouth, his neck twisted to the side, his eyes glared, and he farted with a burp.
The little Taoist boy swallowed his saliva. Is the senior brother whom he has never met so fierce
"So!"
Russell looked like an experienced person. "You have to work hard to practice and don't play around. Most importantly, remember one thing: beat up your senior brother as early as possible, otherwise you won't be able to beat him in the future!"
The little Taoist boy nodded like a chick pecking at rice. He must practice well and resist the clutches of his senior brother.
Russell smiled with relief and made a secret decision in his heart that if he met Wu Gensheng in the future, he would break all his limbs.
This bastard has destroyed such a good seedling for cultivation.
If Zhang Huaiyi works hard, he will most likely become the next Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu and inherit the Heavenly Master's degree.
Russell had long been unhappy with the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei, mainly because he could not learn his style. With his flowing white hair and immortal appearance, he looked like a sage.
He couldn't help but sigh, why don't I grow old
Uncle Jiu once said that as long as one's cultivation reaches the level of Heavenly Master, one can remain forever young and become immortal. Even after death, the bones will not turn into ashes, the soul can still walk between heaven and earth, and one can even retain memories and reincarnate.
He may never age in his lifetime, it's such a sad story.
The two people spoke softly in the yard, but the people in the house could hear it clearly.
These two are both accomplished people. Although their eyes cannot see through things, they still have the basics such as sharp hearing and eyesight.
The old Taoist priest was a little amused and helpless. How come his eldest disciple Zhang Zhiwei became second only to the emperor
One more for each person!
I suspect the little kid is talking about me.
The old Taoist priest glanced at Uncle Jiu. What did the kid know? Most of the time he heard it from others. Who was he listening to
Uncle Jiu smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject, "Brother Dao, where are you planning to go next?"
"Longhu Mountain."
Uncle Jiu was stunned. “Are you going back? Why don’t you travel more outside? What if you can meet a good apprentice?”
"It's time for us to meet again." The old Taoist looked at Zhang Huaiyi outside the courtyard, "The people over at Longhu Mountain can't wait any longer, they're anxious for me to return."
"I'm afraid this will be the last time we meet."
Uncle Jiu had a solemn expression, he had heard about the rules of Mount Longhu a long time ago. Once he became the Heavenly Master and inherited the Heavenly Master Seal, he would have to protect Mount Longhu and would not be allowed to leave the mountain unless it was an urgent matter.
Because the Heavenly Master Seal is the rare treasure of Mount Longhu, it is rumored that there is a big secret inside it, and there are many people in the world who are trying to spy on it.
Although only those with high cultivation can be the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, two fists cannot beat four hands. Practicing Taoism is not the same as cultivating immortals. Subduing demons and fighting against humans will ultimately threaten one's life.
Every sect has its ancestors, but they cannot guarantee the safety of every disciple.
First, both the underworld and heaven have rules. Once one’s strength reaches a certain level, one is not allowed to interfere in the human world at will.
Second, our ancestors also have their own practices and it is impossible for them to pay attention to every disciple, even the Heavenly Master.
For their long lives, a Heavenly Master is just a blink of an eye. As long as their own Taoist school is not destroyed, there will be no big problem.
Mount Longhu has been passed down for thousands of years. During the war years, demons appeared frequently. The Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu went down the mountain to subdue the demons, but he was eventually killed by the monsters. The Heavenly Master Seal also fell into the hands of the monster and he became a laughing stock at the time.
That night, the great demon's soul was possessed, and his time of death was approaching. The Heavenly Master Seal returned to the Longhu Mountain.
From then on, no matter what the new Heavenly Master's cultivation level was, good or bad, high or low, no one dared to go down the mountain easily.
The old Taoist priest was quite calm. He had lived for so long and was over fifty years old. He had experienced most of the things in the world.
After practicing Taoism for many years, his heart had long been as calm as still water, and practicing Taoism in the mountains was exactly what he wanted.
The old Taoist priest fumbled in his bosom and pulled out a large string of copper coins, dozens of them in total.
Uncle Jiu's breathing became disordered for a moment. He was not involved in the worldly world, and had great merits. He was surrounded by red light and had his own spiritual energy. This was the best incense money.
He also had them on weekdays. He usually collected small and large Five Emperors' coins and placed them at the door or on the altar for worship.
But the quality is far inferior to that in the hands of the old Taoist priest.
"These are the incense coins offered by the people outside the main hall of Longhu Mountain. Let's calculate the time." The old Taoist priest was in a trance for a moment. "We have to count from my master's master. It has been several hundred years."
"How can this be so embarrassing?"
Although Uncle Jiu said no, his hands were very honest and he took them all.
He despised the rich man in his heart. Longhu Mountain is such a big mountain, so the money from incense offerings must be quite a lot.
Um.
Dog owner!