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

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"Master, is it possible that the master is going to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures?"

The smart Jiale then added.

Learn from experience?

Makes sense!

That makes a lot of sense!

"My dear disciple, when did you become so smart? Master really loves you so much!"

Taoist Simu grabbed Jiale's cheek and rubbed it, which made Yang Lingxiao feel a pang of pain in his teeth.

Fortunately, my master speaks nicely and politely, and he would never use the wooden stake method if he could use the Lightning Thunder Fist.

Others may not know it, but how could he not know it?

He must have been scared away by the three masters.

That night.

Looking at the bright moonlight, Yang Lingxiao's eyes were a little dazed. To be more precise, he was lost in thought as he looked at the several paper figures jumping in front of him.

There is still some difference. Compared with Li Laoliu, who would throw a large formation of paper figures at the slightest disagreement, his actions were no different from the petty quarrels of a little kid.

"Big Brother!"

Jiale came over cautiously at this time, and his eyes were quickly attracted by the paper figures.

Is this the art of trusting horses?

Whose little horse is carrying a bag full of flying sword talismans?

Sure enough, the master definitely had a trick up his sleeve!

Hehehe, Lao Deng, then don’t blame me for finding my master to report you.

"Peng!"

Yang Lingxiao seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. He raised his hand and slapped Jiale, making him stumble. "Don't let your imagination run wild. This is something I modified myself. As for how to use it, it's all here."

"You and Dongnanxixi each have one copy!"

Yang Lingxiao threw out five booklets.

Since you have traveled through time, why bother traveling without flying to Maoshan? Are you going to leave your ancestors' methods behind and go look for the so-called Miss Ren to have a romance with?

Jiale and Dongnanxixi are worth cultivating!

"Thank you, senior brother!"

"By the way, Senior Brother, what should I do if I can't summon the Grandmaster for divine arts?"

Jiale explained his purpose. Don't ask, because if you ask, it's because he really wants to improve himself.

His senior brother could even roll the legendary bronze-armored corpse into a ball to play with, but he could only cast a corpse-suppressing spell on a group of zombies that had not yet completely transformed into zombies.

If I had the strength of the eldest senior brother, I would be able to knock the master down with one hand, right?

Yang Lingxiao pondered for a moment, then replied calmly, "Jia Le, in this era, do you know where the methods we practice come from?"

Jiale shook his head, his eyes quite clear.

"The methods we cultivate are all borrowed from our ancestors, and then retained within our bodies to become our own magical power. When you question the ancestors three times a day, do you say your own name?"

"Have you ever chatted with the Grandmaster when you have nothing to do?"

"Look, the Grandmaster hasn't even memorized your name, so how can he lend you some Dharma?"

Jiale was stunned by what Yang Lingxiao said. It turned out that he could chat with the ancestor when he had nothing to do. Why didn’t his master tell him this?

"Do you know why your master uncle made the people of the underworld unable to hold their heads up?" The first part of the sentence was serious. Although it sounded a bit strange, it undoubtedly contained some truth.

As for now...

Yang Lingxiao put away the paper figurine and stood up. "Because your master's wooden stake technique has a statue of the ancestor hanging on top. If he can't explain the truth clearly, the ancestor will naturally explain it!"

The statue of the ancestor, is it reasonable?

Jiale's eyes became brighter and brighter. It turns out that reasoning can be used in this way?

Brother, I understand!

"Jia Le, remember, when we invite a patriarch, there better be a patriarch behind our enemies!"

Lightning flashed from Yang Lingxiao's body, as if an illusory thunder dragon condensed in mid-air.

Jia Le was very excited. "Big Brother, I've got it. I've got it. From now on, I'll carry the statue of my ancestor with me as I travel the world!"

After saying that, he turned around and rushed out, like a heartless and stupid roe deer.

"Let this kid trick someone again!"

"Why didn't we think of taking the Maoshan Divine Book with us and wandering around the world?"

A supreme elder in the dark smiled bitterly and shook his head, while turning his gaze to the two junior brothers beside him.

It turns out that young minds are the ones that work so quickly!

"But, Senior Brother, is it possible that what we brought before were the divine books of the 36,000 righteous gods in Heaven..."

The Eight Great Elders: "..."

"I wonder if Lao Deng has followed the steps I left behind?"

Ignoring Jiale's epiphany, Yang Lingxiao set his sights on the direction of Maoshan. He was afraid of violence when traveling in the martial arts world, so it wouldn't be too much to bring the statue of the ancestor with him, right?

Is there anything more important than the sense of security that the ancestor brings to oneself?

At the same time, Maoshan Headquarters.

"Ni Dad, I'm speaking to you on behalf of my eldest brother. What is Maoshan's biggest shortcoming at the moment?"

Shi Shaojian held a book in his hand, his nose turned up, and his look was more than just arrogant.

Although Yang Lingxiao is a heartless bastard, he is good at "dealing with" his own Lao Deng. In view of this, he can scold him one less time every day, no less.

Shi Jian: "..."

Go against Tiangang, go against Tiangang!

Seeing that his father couldn't answer for a long time, the arrogance on Shi Shaojian's face turned into heartache, "Ni Dad, my senior brother has written a book about the essence of development for you, and you still can't answer it. Are you satisfied with your position as the head of the sect?"

"Are you finished?"

Shi Jian narrowed his eyes.

"That's it!"

"Dad, I understand. I can do it myself!"

Shi Shaojian knelt straight down and held the Shangqing Dadong Sutra above his head. He did it in a very serious and methodical manner.

For Shi Shaojian, the most important thing when he was out there was rules. Apart from his eldest brother, no one could make him change his mind.

Shi Jian's breath was long and lingering, and he didn't show any oppression or irritability from practicing thunder magic. His eyes were dull and not sharp at all, and he looked just like an ordinary person.

Little do people know that this is a manifestation of a high level of cultivation, with restrained brilliance, long-lasting breath, and being in harmony with nature.

"What's wrong with this kid's brain?" Shi Jian held the Maoshan Development Essentials in his hand, and a smile suddenly appeared on his serious face.

Yang Lingxiao and he are nominally master and apprentice, but in reality they are father and son.

And his pride is also Yang Lingxiao.

As for Shi Shaojian, he dug him out from cow dung.

According to this essential book, Shi Jian would have to write at least ten volumes of records about Maoshan.

The sudden smile startled Shi Shaojian so much that he trembled all over.

If he remembered correctly, the last time his father laughed was when he slammed a half-melted golden-armored corpse king of drought to the ground, and he couldn't get it off even with a scratch.

Shi Jian smiled, life and death are unpredictable, even if you see a ghost, it will be like seeing a ghost.

At this moment, a paper crane appeared in front of the two of them, pointed a finger, and Uncle Jiu's hesitant voice came out from it.

As he listened, Shi Shaojian shouted angrily.

"Nonsense!"

"Um?!"

"Dad, Senior Brother has been working tirelessly to plan for the fortune of Maoshan. If this continues, the gains he makes will be more than the losses he incurs."

"Second Uncle, a great master, how could he allow his two disciples to behave so recklessly? No, people like them can never become Maoshan disciples."

With every word Shi Shaojian said, Shi Jian's face became uglier.

Lin Fengjiao, you are great!

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