One person: I will give you one of the Shining Fruits.

The next day, afternoon, South China.

Luofu Mountain, inside Nanmao Luofu Palace.

"Master, can I not kneel..."

Xiao Muyang shouted aggrievedly at Lin Jiu who was burning incense in front of the ancestral tablets.

"Is it true that even your master cannot cure you now? If you are so violent, can a person with all the qualities in the world be able to be controlled just by saying so?"

Lin Jiu clasped his hands together, holding a handful of incense and candles, and kowtowed respectfully towards the spirit tablet in front of him. Then he turned around and looked at Xiao Muyang who was kneeling beside him. His heart softened and he cursed angrily.

"Why don't you come and burn incense for your ancestor!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Muyang happily took the incense and candle from Lin Jiu's hand and went towards the candlestick.

............

Lin Jiu looked at his little disciple who was rubbing his shoulders attentively. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became and he couldn't help but curse.

"I say, what the hell is in your mind?"

"Tell me how to solve the Ding Shimaan issue, so that I can report to your ancestor after I leave!"

"Master, Ding Shiman has not done anything against the law, right? Why can't he join our Nanmao?"

Xiao Muyang knew that it would be difficult to convince his master, but he had to say it anyway.

"Just based on the two words 'Quan Xing', do you want us Nan Mao to be wiped out, you bastard!"

Looking at his master's angry face, Xiao Muyang swallowed.

"We are now in a society ruled by law, Master. Will the country allow this?"

Lin Jiu was suddenly stunned, as if there was some truth to it. Before he could open his mouth to speak, the voice of his little disciple rang out again.

"You think it's the warlord era, the Republic of China era, Master."

"Even so, let's not talk about the various sects for now. Tell me, how are you going to deal with the company? Can they let Quan Xing roam around in society?"

Hearing his master talking about the key points, Xiao Muyang worked even harder, rubbing here, pinching there, and speaking hesitantly.

"Master, how about... you... ask Senior Brother Awei to give it a try?"

The voice just fell.

An angry voice came from his ears, and Xiao Muyang quickly covered his ears.

"I knew it. From the moment Ding Shimaan stepped into the mountain gate, I knew what you, this evil creature, were planning. No one knows a son better than his master, don't you?"

Speaking of Senior Brother Awei, yes, it was the Captain Awei who was in Renjia Town back then.

After experiencing the zombie incident and witnessing the methods of the extraordinary people, he became Lin Jiu's apprentice and practiced hard for several years. It happened that the Japanese invaded, and Brother Awei was full of enthusiasm and resolutely joined the army to fight against the Japanese with the connections he had when he was the captain.

Moreover, because all of his master Lin Jiu's brothers were still alive at that time, with the help of his master and uncles, he gradually grew to the point where he could lead troops in battle, and gradually embarked on the path to becoming a general.

Moreover, after the incident with Master Uncle Shi Jian, when the major sects came to attack Nanmao, it was heard that Senior Brother Awei directly brought a regiment of soldiers and came carrying firearms. It was because of this that the matter was finally left unresolved.

"Hey, is it really okay for you to let Ding Shimaan join us?"

Looking at this little disciple whom he had raised since childhood, Lin Jiu finally softened.

"Master, you know, I have brought back the Tongtian Talisman. Although it is not the best time for my disciples to practice, there will always be people who want to covet the Eight Wonders."

"I, your disciple, cannot always stay by your side and protect you and your two uncles. I can only feel at ease when Ding Dao is with me."

After listening to his disciple's words, Lin Jiu calmed down a little. After all, it was all for the three of us old men who were halfway through the gates of hell.

"Besides, Master."

"I always feel that these eight unique skills seem to be related to the transformation."

Lin Jiu's eyelids drooped when he heard this, and he looked at his little disciple beside him and sighed again.

"It is true that one can become an immortal."

Lin Jiu's sudden words caught Xiao Muyang off guard.

"Really? Is there really a road to heaven?" Xiao Muyang asked excitedly.

"Yes, but I don't know since when this road was cut off."

"As for how it broke, no one knows."

"It seems that the secret hidden in the Tianshi Degree of the Tianshi Mansion is about the road to heaven."

Lin Jiu thought carefully and told his disciples everything he knew.

"The old Heavenly Master once said that if I were the next Heavenly Master, I would know everything I want to know."

"He's farting!"

Lin Jiu cursed angrily.

"Master, the old master is just joking with me to discourage me from continuing to work hard."

"I know, but I'm still a little angry..."

Lin Jiu said angrily.

Xiao Muyang looked at the white-haired and white-bearded old man in front of him with amusement, as he was worried that his apprentice would be abducted and was sulking, and laughed.

"Master, I remember that it was recorded in the ancient books of our sect that our ancestors should have served in heaven and hell..."

"Do you know the unique skills of your Uncle Simu?"

"Please ask the gods to possess you?"

"Yes, he invited our ancestors from Maoshan."

"Same as the Godhead Mask?"

In fact, the fact that Uncle Simu could ask the ancestor to possess his body was clear to us when we watched movies and TV shows in the original world. It was just that when he came to this world later, he just regarded him as the ancestor formed by the power of faith of the disciples of all generations.

"It's different. The Godhead Mask uses the power of folk belief to play the role of God."

"And the god your uncle invited at that time had a soul."

Xiao Muyang's face was full of disbelief.

Did the underworld really exist? This is a lot of information.

Lin Jiu looked at Xiao Muyang's surprised expression and continued to explain.

"I don't know since when, your uncle can no longer invite ancestors. The ones he invites are all ancestors formed by the accumulated power of faith of the sect over the generations."

"It may be related to the Road to Heaven, but I am not sure about that."

Xiao Muyang nodded. He had gained a lot today. It turned out that everything recorded in the ancient books of the sect was not completely illusory. At least, the ancestors really existed and ascended to heaven.

Turning around and looking at the spirit tablet in front of the tribute table, I understood why my master and fellow uncles were so enthusiastic about offering tribute every time.

"Master, could it be related to the Jiashen Rebellion and the Eight Great Skills?"

"Think carefully about whether it is because after the Eight Wonders came into being, Uncle Master will no longer be able to invite the Grandmaster."

Xiao Muyang always felt that this was related to the Eight Great Skills, and perhaps also to Feng Gensheng.

"Now that you mention it, I seem to have some impression that it was indeed from that time that we could not contact the Grandmaster."

Lin Jiu closed his eyes and carefully recalled what happened when he was young.

"I've told you everything I know. Whether it's good or bad for you, you'll have to find it on your own from now on. Remember, don't try to show off!"

Xiao Muyang knew that his master cared about him, and he also understood that at this stage he was not qualified enough to unveil the veil of this world.

"I see. By the way, please take care of Ding Shimaan's matter~"