Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 202 Closing
Shi Jian, dead.

A generation of Maoshan masters, who could talk to each other as equals to the contemporary Dragon and Tiger Qi Celestial Masters, call each other Taoist friends, and share the leadership of the right path, died like this without even a scum left.

Everyone present felt ridiculous.

But think about it carefully, there is a secret attack by the patriarch, is there any reason for this thief Dao'an to be immortal?

Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

First, he solved a poisonous snake and was able to play the pinnacle match without any worries.

Secondly, the source of Maoshan's evil wind can be calmed down, so there is no need to worry about being entrusted with inhumane people.

You know, even the leader was killed due to serious personal moral losses. The frightening effect this has on ordinary disciples and elders is completely conceivable.

The sect is back on track, a good thing!
In the end, with the endorsement of his ancestors and uncles, there was no chance that he, the disciple, would be criticized. He did not lose out on justice, but gained fame and respect.

"Senior Brother Lin, what do you think of dealing with this animal?"

The sword-wielding Taoist spoke first to break the deadlock.

His eyes fell on Shi Shaojian.

The lute's bones were pierced and stained with blood.

He was also silenced because he was full of bastard words and made irresponsible remarks about the ancestors of all generations.

Now, he witnessed with his own eyes that his great supporter and biological father was reduced to nothingness by Meng Fan using the fire method, and his whole person collapsed.

His eyes were red and filled with malice.

"Good boy, if this kid turns into a ghost, he will definitely be very vicious." Qiu Sheng said half-jokingly.

How domineering the father and son were in Yizhuang and how they humiliated Uncle Jiu, they now pay back a thousand times.

Be pitied?

You don't have to.

The child does not teach, the father too.

Shi Jian secretly killed Meng Fan and Qiu Sheng. Let’s not mention it for now. Just talk about his precious son and he can be summed up in one word:

brute!

Even if Shi Shaojian died, he couldn't vent his anger.

Mrs. Wei and True Monarch Sanmao passed down the supreme Taoist teachings, pointing out the direction for future generations of disciples to seek immortality and immortality. The heads of the past generations worked conscientiously and sacrificed their lives for the common people in the world. It was not uncommon for them to achieve the pure reputation of Maoshan Mountain.

When it comes to Shi Shaojian, the upright Maoshan Soul Out-of-body Technique has become an evil way to taint women from good families. Not to mention several great gods who have passed down the Taoism, even ordinary people know about this and they are eager to eradicate this cancer.

"Xiao Fan, let's first talk about the evil things he has done."

Uncle Jiu, who was in charge of the overall situation, looked at Meng Fan and sighed. He looked much older and had lost the high-spiritedness he had when he stood up for himself and confronted Shi Jian.

After all, Maoshan has just experienced a catastrophe, and it is normal for the older generation to feel sad.

"My nephew only knows that he used to use Maoshan technique to rape women by leaving his body."

"Because of this, I proposed to be escorted to the Underworld Evil Mirror Platform to count the sins..."

Before Meng Fan finished speaking, his uncle shouted angrily:

"evil creature!"

It's a good thing that Shi Shaojian's mouth was sealed, otherwise if he let this guy talk nonsense and spout feces, the uncles would be hurt by anger.

The orthodox Taoist art of protecting oneself and protecting the common people was used to do such evil things. What does this make the elders who have practiced the precepts of Maoshan all their lives think?
Not to mention that Shi Jian is dead right now, even if he came back to life and used his status as head teacher to overwhelm others, he would still be overthrown to the ground.

"Hey, don't send Nie Jingtai away. Our Maoshan family's ugliness has polluted the eyes of Hades and judges, and I'm afraid we will be ridiculed by our colleagues in the world."

Uncle Jiu stared at Shi Shaojian with deep eyes: "In my opinion, cast a spell and cast him into the [-]th hell, and he will never be reborn, how about it?"

"Very good."

"As it should be."

All the master uncles immediately agreed.

At this time, Meng Fan, who was still junior but well versed in human relations, suddenly reacted.The Patriarch helped him secretly, but refused to show up. When Shi Jian was dying, he took away three souls and seven souls and left without stopping.

Why?

Can't afford to lose face!
Quan Dang's junior disciples in Yangjian found out about this, and promptly took action to clean up the sect.

Under such circumstances, escorting them to the Nie Jingtai has undoubtedly become the next strategy.

Uncle Jiu knew the pros and cons, so he directly avoided the back and forth, used Maoshan's own connections in the underworld, and gave Shi Shaojian the heaviest punishment.

On the side, Si Mu secretly thought that it was a pity. He wanted to use the soul of this little beast to light a lamp, and then send him to the eighteenth level of hell after the evil spirit was gone.

Hades.

A certain hall.

The faces of the several ancestors who had been secretly paying attention to the follow-up direction showed a look of relief. The descendants are not stupid after all...

So, after killing the leader himself, Meng Fan, who was making soy sauce, received a message. He was stunned for a moment, then put his fingers together and pointed the sword seal at Shi Shaojian who was kneeling on the ground.

Xun Feng was fierce.

I saw a burst of energy roaring past, red and white objects splashing on the ground, and then sparks popped out from Meng Fan's fingertips. The moment they encountered the debris, fire shot into the sky.

A series of changes did not cause waves.

【The meaning of the ancestor】

Even if no message was received, everyone had already regarded Meng Fan as the spokesperson of the ancestor, and every move he made represented the wishes of their elders.

Sure enough, as soon as Shi Shaojian's vitality was extinguished, four ghosts appeared, and all of them had extraordinary aura. Their strong ghost aura was mixed with the spirit of righteousness, and they were no less generous than the city gods.

"Master."

"Master."

Uncle Jiu and other elders saluted one after another.

Before the next generation of disciples could speak, one of the four waved his hand, stopped everyone from kneeling, and said in a deep voice: "Yin and Yang are separated, so there is no need to talk about the relationship in the past life. We are here to fulfill our responsibilities. It’s just a seduction from the underworld.”

"Yes."

Uncle Jiu said no more and watched as Shi Shaojian's soul was escorted away from this world.

During this period, the boy was so desperate that he tried to curse, but before he could say anything, he was severely beaten with a mourning stick and was only half a step away from death.

Obviously, Shi Shaojian has decided to settle these eighteen levels of hell, and promised to live forever and never reduce his sentence.

After all, he had just died, and the elders of the sect came to pick him up. The ancestors "valued" and "loved" this father and son too much.

"I wonder where Shi Jian's soul was captured and how it will be dealt with."

Meng Fan whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Simu, who was senior but had an out-of-the-box personality, said, "It's probably become lamp oil."

Uncle Jiu coughed twice, and the two stopped chatting.

"It's over here. Everyone, come with me to Yizhuang for a quick meal, and then go back to Zongtan."

Have a meal?

No one with a big heart would be interested in this.

Several uncles looked at each other and said in unison:
"Please ask the second senior brother to inherit the position of head teacher."

With sufficient qualifications, profound strength, and convincing virtues, there is really no more suitable candidate than Uncle Jiu.

It is undeniable that his master is also qualified to compete for this position, but when he is present, he will definitely be the first to recommend Uncle Jiu.

"Master, please don't refuse, put the overall situation first," Meng Fan persuaded.

Simu also nodded and said: "Senior brother, you don't want to imitate the emperor and try to persuade him to succeed to the throne..."

Seeing his junior brother using allusions indiscriminately and making fun of himself, Uncle Jiu said helplessly: "We will wait until the Maoshan ceremony in a few months. By then, the storm will subside and we will invite people from the same Taoist circles to come and watch the ceremony and revive the prestige of our lineage."

(End of this chapter)