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

What is the foundation of the major sects?

Inheritance counts as one thing!

In addition, the group of immortals that you never see in normal times also count as one item!

Moreover, Maoshan specializes in producing those dirty things.

But you have to admit... there is a group of people who dare to come and show you an elder who is as old as the heaven and earth if you dare to hurt yourself. It's really fucking great!

"That group of ants alone is not enough to transform the Holy Child. Go find some ascetics."

After a brief moment of contemplation, the Taoist gave instructions to the only two people left beside him.

What demons and monsters like most is not the flesh and blood of living people, but the flesh and blood of monks.

"Follow the order!"

The two looked at each other, then turned into two afterimages and merged into the darkness silently, like ghosts.

You can say that the White Lotus Sect was just a group of rabble, but you cannot ignore the role of the rabble.

After a while, a wandering Taoist monk holding a demon-slaying sword, reciting the Mahavairocana Sutra, with a cinnabar rope around his body and a small mustache, came after the two men.

"White Lotus Sect, it's you damned stinky rats again!"

"Today I will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and destroy you all!"

The figure of the wandering cultivator raised his hand and swung it, and Buddhist scriptures flew towards the two of them like flowers scattered by a fairy.

The two people covered by the talisman did not show any panic. Instead, they leaned back on the flesh and blood barrier, grinning with their mouths full of black teeth.

"Just you?"

"Holy Child, help!"

As the two people's cries for help fell, the flesh and blood barrier behind them immediately cracked, and countless tentacles covered with barbs stretched out from it. The tentacles twisted like strange snakes and rushed towards the figures from all directions.

"Oh no, it's a demon fetus!"

The figure was forced to retreat repeatedly by the tentacles around him, and his expression changed drastically as if he remembered something.

But before he could escape, countless tentacles like blood lines suddenly emerged from the ground where he was standing, piercing the figure's body and dragging him in.

After a while, there was no trace of any living creature except the Buddhist scriptures flying all over the sky.

……

Two days later, in the courtyard of the charity cemetery.

Yang Lingxiao held a three-pointed peach wood knife in his hand, slashing and chopping like a rootless duckweed, free and easy, and extremely elegant.

From a distance, it looks like a piece of fancy moves.

But only the grooves carved on the stone floor were telling the outside about the chilling murderous intent.

If you are hit by this move, you will definitely end up in pieces.

Fu Meng still hit the head.

The six people and the dog squatted in a row again.

The faster Yang Lingxiao moved, the tighter Shi Shaojian narrowed his eyes. Sure enough, he was exposed, Brother Ni. Lao Deng really had a trick up his sleeve, otherwise why wouldn't he know it?

"The elder brother is like a slave to his younger brothers, and he is almost pouring out his blood for the sect."

"But our senior brother is different!"

Seeing several people looking at him, Shi Shaojian's expression suddenly became extremely mysterious, "Our eldest brother, don't even think about being our slaves. If you glare at us, we will become slaves!"

The six people looked at each other, and then started howling like ghosts and wolves.

"What a tragedy!"

Fu Meng: “…”

"brush!"

Yang Lingxiao glanced over immediately after hearing the voice.

At a glance, several people and a dog immediately trembled like sieves.

At eighteen that year, I was like a minion next to my eldest senior brother.

"Practicing makes the elder brother (master) happy. When the elder brother (master) is happy, we are happy too..."

"Go on, Shaojian, follow me!"

Ignoring the antics of the few people, Yang Lingxiao put away his trident and walked towards the house nearby.

Although these guys wanted to make trouble when they were influenced, they were the most hardworking. Others practiced for one hour a day, but they could practice for up to three hours a day.

This does not include the time spent looking for silver-armored corpses to "compete" with.

Do not ask!

The reason is that they really want to knock down the eldest brother with one hand.

"Grandmaster, disciple is back!"

"My disciple's cultivation has been going smoothly recently, and his strength has also increased significantly..."

After offering incense to the ancestor with a pinch of Yin De in his hand, Yang Lingxiao straightened his hat and slowly bowed down.

Is there anything that can be more important than the sense of security that our ancestors gave us?

For those who were born and raised in Maoshan, wherever the ancestor is, that is their home!

As for why one has to carry a divine book when traveling, isn’t it because they are worried that the ancestor will be lonely staying in the main temple?

"Senior brother, I haven't made any mistakes recently..." Seeing his elder brother stand up, Shi Shaojian jumped three feet away like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Lao Deng could give some hints when he attacked, but Yang Lingxiao was different. Whether he was dealing with monsters or himself, he always attacked at zero frames, and there was no defense against him.

"Where's the stuff?"

Yang Lingxiao sat down on the futon and asked.

Upon hearing the question, Shi Shaojian quickly entered the state, taking out a number of books from his arms and answering aloud, "Brother, these are the latest information received by the headquarters. This one is from the White Lotus Sect, this one is from the Maitreya Sect, and in addition there are the Mahayana Sect, the Jinniang Sect, and the rarely seen Fangxian Dao."

These cults are like a thorn in the flesh.

Anyway, as long as you don't dig up the roots, there is still room for resurrection.

Cults can be summed up in two sentences!

It is confusing and makes people want to see chaos in the world!

"Brother, you're right. Not only have these things not been dug up completely, but they're secretly accumulating strength, ready to emerge again when the world is in chaos!"

Shi Shaojian placed a series of books in front of Yang Lingxiao and said.

After a quick glance, Yang Lingxiao had a general idea in his mind.

These cults seem a little too weak, and it seems unrealistic to ask them to go and argue with those dwarf mules now.

But it doesn’t matter!

As for cults, once they show some signs, they will continue to grow like a snowball.

This is also the reason why the Qing Dynasty failed to eliminate them despite countless attempts.

"Brother, what do you want information about these things for?" Shi Shaojian asked tentatively.

Could it be that Big Brother wants to rebel against Tiangang and build another Maoshan?

That’s not right either!

What’s the difference between Maoshan being his now and the present?

"Defend the Dao!"

"What's the news about Yemao Mountain?"

The Yemao Mountain mentioned by Yang Lingxiao and the Yemao Mountain known to the outside world are two different concepts.

The former at most practiced one or two techniques that were passed down from Mount Mao and modified for who knows how many generations. They were vicious, treacherous, cruel and violent in their actions, not much different from a group of evil practitioners.

The latter are descendants of disciples who left Maoshan. Although they have not returned to the main temple, they still kowtow to the founder of Maoshan and abide by the Maoshan precepts.

It can be said that there is a world of difference between the two!

"Brother, Yemao Mountain is a loose group. What do you want their information for?"

Shi Shaojian took out another book.

Yang Lingxiao's expression was as calm and indifferent as ever.

"The scary thing is not the scattered sand, but someone who can gather it together."

"Brother, do you want to subdue them and use them as Taoist soldiers?"

Suddenly, Shi Shaojian seemed to have thought of something and shouted out.

No, you are planning to dig up their roots, right?

You'll have no friends if you do that!

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