I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 21 Teacher's Enormous Mountain
"What's the matter?" Uncle Jiu asked suspiciously.

Qin Yao: "Don't wrong yourself for my future."

Uncle Jiu smiled: "You think too much, it's nothing like that. Even if I, Lin Jiu, are begging for help, I won't bow my knees."

Looking at his "arrogant" appearance, Qin Yao couldn't help laughing: "Coincidentally, I am too. This is called like a disciple, there must be a teacher."

"Where there is like a teacher, there must be a disciple. If there is no learning, there is no skill." Uncle Jiu raised his leg and kicked him, then turned his head to look at the bright moon outside the window: "There is still time, let's go, follow me to the underworld..."

In ancient times, there were many entrances from the yang world to the underworld, and most of them were located in the Temples of the City God in different cities.

Now that the aura of the yang world is seriously exhausted, in order to prevent the aura of the underworld from flowing into the yang world, the high-level officials of the Yin Division have strictly closed most of the entrances. Except for the five gates of the underworld guarded by the five ghost emperors, only a few sects have retained the entrance to the underworld. aisle.

The ancestors of the Maoshan School were once rich, and left behind the Yin-Yang sect in the sect.Time has changed, the sea has changed, and Maoshan has split into inner and outer Maos in the turmoil of the years. The inner Mao is higher than the outer Mao. It lives in a group centered on the Yin-Yang portal. Usually, it can practice with the help of the aura overflowing from the portal.If you succeed in cultivation and don't fall in love with the world, you can escape into the underworld and embark on a new journey.

Because of this, even if the Maoshan School is declining more and more, it is still a famous school in the practice world!
"Meet senior brother."

"Meet my uncle."

"Meet Master."

……

Taking advantage of the night, Uncle Jiu led Qin Yao and the female ghost to Maoshan at high speed. Amidst the greetings of the disciples guarding the mountain, they passed through rows of palaces and reached the peak of Damaofeng, and stopped at the top of the Three Palaces and Five Views. One in front of the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace.

The gate leading to the underworld in Maoshan is in front of the Ersheng Temple, one of the four entrance halls of the Wanfu Palace, and it is called Feishengtai.

According to rumors, Mao Ying, the founder of the Maoshan School, also known as the Great Mao Zhenjun among the three Mao Zhenjun, attained Taoism and immortality on this platform, and rode a crane to the west.

"Wai Mao disciple Lin Jiu, apply to enter the palace." Standing in front of the high white stone steps at the entrance, Uncle Jiu bowed his hands.

The black door in the center of the red outer wall slowly opened, and a woman in a blue Taoist robe stepped out of it.

The face is like white jade, the eyes are like peach blossoms, and three thousand long hairs of blue silk are coiled around a wooden branch.

When the wind blows, Taoist robes rustle, just like the water in the lake, with sparkling waves, forming a scene of its own.

Looking at the woman who seemed to be coming with light, Qin Yao raised his eyebrows slightly.

After living two lifetimes, this is the first time in real life to see a woman who is more beautiful than the Internet celebrity live broadcast area.

"Greetings to Uncle Qiu." Just as Qin Yao's thoughts were racing, Uncle Jiu saluted meticulously and respectfully.

Qin Yao: "..."

This girl is Uncle Nine's Martial Uncle, so don't I want to call her Martial Uncle?

Can snap.

Pooh.

terrible!
"What's the matter?" Qiu Yunshui glanced at the two people and the ghost in front of him indifferently, subconsciously staying on Qin Yao for a while.

It's not because of his abnormal body compared to ordinary people, but because he always feels a little strange when he looks at him.

"I want to send this female ghost to the underworld in exchange for Yin virtue, so I ask my uncle to make it easier for me." Uncle Jiu pointed to Dong Xiaoyu and said softly.

Qiu Yunshui: "Are you still unwilling to enter Nei Mao?"

Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment, then exhaled a puff of white air: "It's still the same as before, [-]% of the profit will be given to the teacher."

Qiu Yunshui nodded slightly and looked at Qin Yao: "What's his situation?"

"His name is Qin Yao, and he is the disciple's third disciple." Uncle Jiu said, "We went to the underworld to sacrifice the evil spirits this time because we wanted to get him an official position, even if it was a false title without any real power."

Qiu Yunshui: "Not enough."

"In addition to the evil virtues I have accumulated over the years, it should be enough." Uncle Jiu laughed.

Qiu Yunshui was stunned for a moment, then slowly frowned: "Is it worth it? Those sinful virtues are for you..."

"It's worth it, master uncle please." Jiu Shu interrupted Qiu Yunshui with a trace of apology on his face.

"If that's the case, come with me." Qiu Yunshui pondered for a moment, then turned around and said.

"Master." Qin Yao opened his mouth.

"Shut up." Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said, "Watch this female ghost closely, and follow your teacher and uncle."

Qin Yao squeezed the rope to bind the ghost tightly with both hands, feeling heavy in his heart.

Although Master Uncle couldn't finish what he said, but he is no longer a child, how could he not understand the meaning?
He regards Lin Jiu as a golden finger, but Lin Jiu doesn't care about himself, and does his best for him...

It can be called a sentence: the teacher's kindness is like a mountain!

Qiu Yunshui went back to the palace and took a copper lamp, held it in his hand, and led the master and apprentice and the female ghost to the front of the Erlong Hall, pointed to the stone archway engraved with the three characters of Feishengtai: "Go up!" , I will send you to my master."

"Thank you, Master Uncle." Uncle Ninth thanked him sincerely.

"Shh..."

Just as Qiu Yunshui was about to answer, streaks of light suddenly lit up on the ground of the Ascension Platform, countless light spots spun rapidly to form a vortex, and a figure was drawn from the ground.

"Four eyes."

"Brother?"

Priest Simu was surprised and said, "There is also Qin Yao, why are you here?"

Uncle Nine: "Qin Yao has caught a wicked ghost, and I'm planning to take him to the underworld to exchange some virtue."

Looking at Dong Xiaoyu with four eyes, his face was full of surprise: "What a deep resentment, Qin Yao, where did you catch such a top-quality female ghost?"

Qin Yao was not in the mood to explain, and asked instead: "Uncle Master, have you found out clearly, is Mr. Feng Shui dead or not?"

The four-eyed expression suddenly became dignified: "I understand clearly, what your master and I killed was only his double, and the real body is still alive."

Uncle Jiu said: "Let's talk about this later, I'll take them to the underworld first, so as not to delay Master Qiu's time."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." Qiu Yunshui said lightly.

The four eyes bowed to her, and he smiled: "Uncle, open the passage once, there is almost no difference between going to two people and going to three people, please allow me to go with them again."

Qiu Yunshui: "Yes. Lin Jiu, you can bring your apprentice and female ghost to the stage."

After the two people and one ghost came to the stage, Qiu Yunshui raised his right hand towards the Feisheng platform, a ball of golden light quickly gathered in his palm, and rushed towards the arch on the stone platform.

"Boom."

The golden light hit the top of the arch, and the entire arch suddenly lit up with golden light like water ripples, and the three characters of Feishengtai were particularly bright.

Ascending to the center of the stage, Qin Yao looked up, a strong sense of weightlessness suddenly hit him, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground, dizzy.

I don't know how long it took, the dizziness gradually subsided. Qin Yao pressed his head with one hand and looked around, but saw that he was standing in an empty courtyard. A black plaque reads: The mirror hangs high.

(End of this chapter)