Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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If you are not the founder, can't we use a smaller fanfare when passing on the treasure? It's too big a scene and some disciples can't handle it!

What, not the ancestor?

The figure in official uniform trembled his hand and subconsciously slapped the Eighth Elder on the back of his head.

The Grandmaster Shangfang delivered the message personally, saying only three words.

Taiping Dao!

Somewhere in a palace filled with Xuanhuang Taoist energy.

"Hey, Tong'er, where are my Nine-Section Sword and Seven-Star Sword?"

A Taoist priest wearing a dark yellow robe and with white hair and beard looked at the empty table and asked the child beside him.

When I opened my eyes, the baby was gone. How could I return it?

The little Taoist boy scratched his hair as he heard the question, "Master, have you forgotten? The Seven Star Sword was taken away by the Sun Devouring God!"

"What about the nine-section staff?"

"It was also taken away by the Sun Devouring God!"

Taoist: "..."

If things go well one after another, isn't that a bit too much of an insult to the experienced?

The Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, and then a hint of surprise crossed his face as if he felt something.

After a long moment, he smiled softly, stroking his beard with his hand, feeling naturally contented, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is!"

"It seems that my religion should not be wiped out!"

"Tong'er, go and capture a strand of Seven Star Qi. I want to refine a Taoist robe for your senior brother!"

The Taoist instructed the Taoist boy beside him, the inheritance of Taiping Dao has been passed down, so shouldn’t he, the real master, give something to his disciples?

"Yes, sir!"

Although the Taoist boy was a little confused, he still jumped away on the cloud. Not long after, he captured a wisp of the energy of the Big Dipper stars. The Taoist lightly pointed a finger at the star energy.

With a single finger, a dark yellow Taoist robe with the Big Dipper seal on the back appeared directly in the center of the void.

"go with!"

Under the word "go", the Seven Star Taoist robe fell from top to bottom, and when it reappeared, it was already on Yang Lingxiao.

"My child, remember this: the gods are calling out to you with a dignified heart... If they refuse to listen, I, the Master, will personally go and reason with them!"

The Taoist's steady and melodious voice came from somewhere, and finally resounded in Yang Lingxiao's mind like thunder.

……

"The blue sky has died, the yellow sky shall rise; in the year of Jiazi, the world will be blessed with good fortune!"

"Thunder God and Lightning Mother, obey my command!"

"Black soldiers, white poles, Yellow Turban Heavenly Soldiers!"

"..."

"brush!"

Yang Lingxiao chanted some spells in a low voice, and immediately his whole body released an aura that made people dare not look directly at it.

There was a halo of light surging between the eyebrows, and there seemed to be divine light and power shining through the body.

Endless and sealed memories emerged in my mind.

Those memories are exactly the inheritance of Taiping Dao!

In addition, there is a wooden sword and a nine-section staff in front of him.

The former is the sword Jiuyao Qixing, which is used by the great and virtuous teacher Zhang Jue, and the latter is the legendary Nine-Section Divine Staff that invites the Han people to their death!

Is this right?

I have become the successor of Taiping Dao, and was also given a magic sword and Taoist robe by General Tiangong?

Even if you have seen all kinds of actions of Long Aotian in your previous life, when Long Aotian becomes you one day, you will find that everything becomes reasonable again.

It turns out that I am the one with double standards?

And that sentence... Master, are we being a little too arrogant?

What, your name is Zhang Jiao? That’s no problem!

"Disciple Yang Lingxiao, I will follow Master's instructions. Thank you for the treasure!"

Yang Lingxiao didn't care about the looks of Uncle Jiu and others, and immediately stood up and bowed deeply to the void.

Maybe I can change the way I say it in the future?

He has people above him, but there are really not many people above his master.

"Ling Xiao, don't say anything. You three are useless and you are not allowed to ask anything. And Xiao Jiaojiao, you three little things."

"Remember, what just happened was just a breakthrough in Ling Xiao's Thunder Method. As for the rest, leave it to me!"

The figure in official uniform didn't intend to ask any more questions. After warning a few people, he turned into a golden light and disappeared.

No matter which being above takes a fancy to Yang Lingxiao, it is his own destiny and a blessing for the entire Maoshan.

You walk forward, but we old guys are watching you from behind!

The heavens are prosperous and my teachings are flourishing!

Maoshan should prosper, Maoshan should flourish!

The righteous path in this world should flourish!

"Disciple respectfully sends the Grandmaster off!"

Yang Lingxiao was the first to react and bowed to see his master off.

How could he have such virtue and ability that he not only had three supreme elders acting as protectors, but also had so many ancestors working hard for him?

"My child, don't underestimate yourself!"

The Eighth Grand Elder patted Yang Lingxiao's head and gave him gentle instructions like an ordinary elder.

How can these old people, who have personally watched the children grow up, be mediocre?

After a long time, all the mountain gods, land gods, city gods and underworlds in the fifty-odd areas around Renjia Town showed up one after another very reasonable guests.

Of course, when they encounter something that really doesn't make sense, they can also unilaterally explain some reasons.

To sum it up, there is only one sentence!

You'd better hope that it's us who come next time, not the twelve generations of ancestors above.

If you are so active, you'd better have a sect behind you and three ancestors who are not very powerful.

At this moment, the Maoshan disciples led by Shi Shaojian were like a group of locusts. As long as they were lonely ghosts, no matter what the reason was for not going to the underworld to reincarnate, they were all taken out by them with swift and fierce means.

This resulted in them capturing more and more ghosts, and the numbers of ghosts becoming denser and denser.

"What the hell are you looking at? You've never seen a Taoist priest talk about reason, right?"

A law enforcement disciple used physical methods to awaken the old ghost who was surrounded by women, and kept chanting "Master, please forgive me."

It’s really deceiving!

This guy not only has a wife, but also two?

"Junior brother, be magnanimous, be magnanimous!"

"Brother, this bastard was a human trafficker in his lifetime... Damn it, brother, you can't kill him with this kind of beating. Come on, come on, hit him with this!"

Another disciple handed over his sword.

At dawn, in the charity cemetery.

"Brother, these are the eight hundred evil spirits that were released. Two of them were truly disobedient and were sent by our junior brothers to the Grand Master to hear the truth."

"As for these 4,482, they did not go to the underworld to reincarnate due to various reasons."

Shi Shaojian held the book in his hand and reported to Yang Lingxiao, who was dressed in a dark yellow seven-star robe. At this moment, his eyes were filled with endless weirdness and complexity.

He has been with Yang Lingxiao since he was a child. Before, Yang Lingxiao's aura was as calm as water and as steady as Lao Liu. When he didn't take action, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was harmless.

But now, the aura around him became as ethereal as the wind, appearing and disappearing, and there was also a particularly dazzling sense of nobility.

Apart from that is Yang Lingxiao's appearance.

You told me that one night of not seeing each other would turn out like this?

Grandmaster, isn’t this a bit too blatantly biased? Let’s at least cover it up a little.

This bastard was extremely handsome before, and he is even more outstanding now. Does he want to survive? Why does he have to be so handsome as a Taoist priest? Is he trying to seduce female ghosts?

"Have they all been distributed?"

Yang Lingxiao raised his hand and pushed Shi Shaojian aside.

Having so many ghosts is also a great merit.

"They've all been distributed. Each junior brother got fifty, no more, no less, just right!"

Looking at those well-behaved ghosts, Shi Shaojian nodded obediently.

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