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Chapter 332: Mao Xiaofang's Tomb, Encounter with Madonna

The night is cool as water, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Hong Chen was wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a long sword on his back, and wearing a pair of cloth shoes. He walked across the grass covered with cold dew and climbed up the cliff.

At this time, Hong Chen has returned to his adult appearance, but his temperament is very different from before.

Compared with the world of martial arts, Hong Chen, who is devoted to practicing Taoism and slaying demons, obviously has a more ethereal and indifferent artistic conception.

A stone tablet suddenly came into view. Hong Chen's eyes narrowed slightly and his pace quickened.

Coming closer and looking at the inscription on the tombstone, he pondered for a moment and sighed deeply.

"I didn't expect that I'm still a step too late." After a pause, he shook his head again: "Maybe it's not too late, but maybe I can't see it at all."

The person buried in this tomb is none other than Mao Xiaofang, a Taoist zombie master with profound Taoist skills, who ventured into the world of yin and yang alone and took the safety of all living beings as his own responsibility.

Hong Chen had heard of his reputation a long time ago and was extremely curious about this successor of the Maoshan Tiandao Sect.

Although he has been concentrating on finding and eliminating evil demons and monsters over the past few years, he has actually been deliberately approaching the other party's location.

But thinking back, it seemed that every time he was about to meet the Taoist zombie priest, some unexpected accident would suddenly happen and lead him away.

At that time, Hong Chen was only concerned with suppressing the evil spirits and enhancing the reputation of Mount Mao, so he was naturally not in a hurry to meet Mao Xiaofang.

But I never thought that I always felt that there was still a chance. After delaying again and again, I suddenly learned from the letter from my master that Mao Xiaofang had passed away.

This is obviously not right.

Because Mao Xiaofang shouldn't have died so early.

Hong Chen even suspected that it might be because he was too anxious to meet the other party that led to the other party's "death".

There is a force preventing Hong Chen from meeting him.

After standing quietly for a long time, Hong Chen shook his head, took out three incense sticks, lit them, and bowed three times.

"I am Lingchen, a disciple of Mount Mao, and I am a disciple of Lin Fengjiao. I have long heard of Master Uncle's name. When I was practicing with Master many years ago, I wanted to meet Master Uncle Mao. Unfortunately, my journey to eliminate demons has not been smooth over the years. There are always demons that disrupt yin and yang, harm lives, and are cunning and treacherous. I thought I would have the opportunity to meet Master Uncle in this life, but I never thought that when I really met Master Uncle, I would be separated by the Yin and Yang. I am ashamed, and I pray that Master Uncle's soul rests in peace. I hope we can meet again in the future."

Insert incense into the furnace, and the rising green smoke will merge into the tombstone and lead directly to the underworld.

Hong Chen didn't want to get a response from Mao Xiaofang, because God knows how many messages of this kind the other party receives from the world of the living every day.

However, unexpectedly, when he was about to turn around, a breeze suddenly blew up and circled the tombstone three times.

Hong Chen immediately stopped and looked at the tombstone hopefully.

Suddenly, a beam of white light spread out from the middle of the tombstone upwards and downwards, and then expanded to the left and right like a door curtain.

Then, a figure with a very familiar appearance but a completely different aura walked out.

Hong Chen smiled happily and clasped his fists, saying, "I am Ling Chen, a junior disciple of Maoshan, and I pay my respects to my uncle-master!"

Mao Xiaofang took a big step forward quickly, holding Hong Chen's arms with both hands, smiling and saying kindly: "Nephew Lingchen, there is no need to be polite!"

With this support, Hong Chen suddenly felt that Mao Xiaofang's body was not a ghost, but had already become a physical entity.

This type of body is usually only possessed by "civil servants" in the underworld.

It is not surprising. When Mao Xiaofang was in the world of the living, he took it as his mission to eliminate demons, defend the way of justice and protect all living beings. I wonder how much merit he has accumulated in his life. When he arrived in the underworld, wouldn't it be easy for him to enjoy an official position?

What's more, as they are both from the Maoshan Taoist lineage, how could the founder ignore it?
Standing up, Hong Chen smiled sincerely and said, "Congratulations to Master Uncle for taking up the post in the underworld and making new contributions in the world."

Mao Xiaofang also nodded with a smile: "Okay, Uncle Master, I accept your good words!" After that, he began to look and examine Hong Chen carefully. After a while, he nodded continuously with satisfaction.

"Just now you said that you have always wanted to see me. In fact, I have always wanted to see you."

Hong Chen was surprised: "Oh? Uncle Master also knows me?"

Mao Xiaofang laughed: "Hahaha, it seems that my nephew doesn't know much about his own reputation?"

"Uncle Master, please forgive me. I have been quite busy these years."

To put it bluntly, in the past, Hong Chen was either slaying demons and eliminating evil, or you were on your way to slaying demons and eliminating evil.

He had almost no time to enjoy life until last month when he killed a thousand-year-old mandrill that had been posing as a mountain god and had been causing trouble for the people around him for decades. That was when he finally completed the last main task. It was also because of this that he had time to pay tribute to Mao Xiaofang.

"It is not easy to slay demons and eliminate evil, and there are even fewer people like my nephew who work so hard and forget about food and sleep. This is a blessing for Maoshan and the people!" Mao Xiaofang patted his shoulder with great approval and said, "I heard earlier that Maoshan had a disciple who traveled the world and eliminated demons and evil spirits. Wherever he went, the people rarely met him.

I only heard the Taoist priest from Mount Mao announce his name, followed by thunder and dragon roars, the clanging of swords, and at most the flash of lightning and the glitter of talismans. When I woke up the next day, I found that all the strange things that happened in the past had disappeared. This happened more than once, and in more than one place. There were many rumors, and the people knew that this was true after communicating with each other.

Junior Brother Lingchen, although Maoshan has stood firm for many years, it has not been stable due to wars. But since your fame has risen, the world has come to know the profoundness of our Maoshan Taoism and the continuity of our Taoism.

Furthermore, Junior Brother Lin has made many reforms since taking over Maoshan. Today, Maoshan's Taoist tradition is much more prosperous than before. This is all thanks to the concerted efforts of you two, master and disciple.

As a fellow Maoshan disciple, please accept my greetings!"

As he said this, Mao Xiaofang clasped his fists and was about to bow down.

How could Hong Chen accept such a bow from him? He quickly held Mao Xiaofang's arm and said, "Uncle Master, what you said is too much to underestimate your own role. Before the juniors and Master, wasn't it Master Master who supported the reputation of the contemporary Maoshan by his own strength? At that time, my Master was still guarding the Yizhuang, and you had already made a great name for yourself in the world. If you really want to make such a fuss, please accept my bow first!"

Hong Chen also clasped his fists.

Mao Xiaofang stopped him instead.

"Hahaha, fine, fine, you and I are both descendants of Maoshan, and we have the responsibility to restore the reputation of our sect. Then neither of us will worship the other? Okay?"

Hong Chen shook his head and smiled: "You are my uncle, how can I not bow down to you?"

Mao Xiaofang slapped his head and said, "Okay, then there are only the uncle and nephew, no one else."

"it is good!"

Afterwards, the two of them casually sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone and talked about Buddhism.

At night, laughter could be heard from time to time in the mountains.

More than an hour later, Mao Xiaofang couldn't help but smile and said, "It's almost time. I should go back."

Hong Chen nodded: "Sorry to bother you, uncle."

"Hey, we hit it off right away, no need to say these polite words. If you need me in the future, you can call me at any time. There are many Maoshan disciples holding important positions in the underworld, so you can't be pedantic when necessary."

"Okay, nephew, I will remember your teachings!"

Mao Xiaofang looked at Hong Chen seriously again, as if he wanted to engrave his figure in his mind. After a long time, the two nodded to each other. Mao Xiaofang turned and walked into the tombstone and returned straight to the underworld.

For Hong Chen, this meeting was a wish come true.

As the night deepened, he was in no hurry to leave.

After sitting down again, he took out a book from his arms and meditated under the moon.

This book is exactly the book of swordsmanship given by the master who came from Mount Mao.

After so many years, Hong Chen still hasn't been able to fully comprehend it.

This was the first time for him to encounter something so difficult.

However, he did have some understanding of the contents of the book.

If he had not comprehended it wrongly, what was recorded in this book of swordsmanship was exactly the flying sword technique of external alchemy which had long disappeared in the modern world and was mostly a legend in ancient times.

He was so absorbed in the moment that he was unaware of the passing of time and ignored what was happening around him.

"who are you?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my ears.

Hong Chen came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze from the extremely mysterious and obscure swordsmanship, and slowly raised his head.

She was wearing loose clothes, carrying a peach wood sword on her back, and had two ponytails tied behind her head.

There seems to be a clear spring in those sparkling eyes. Every change in her gaze will cause ripples in her heart.

A black mole at the corner of her upper lip makes her delicate face suddenly look more lively and vivid.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, but she didn't look weak or timid, instead she looked more heroic.

"Why are not you talking?"

She frowned even more deeply, and after looking at Hong Chen again, she said, "Are you also from the Taoist sect? What is your relationship with Taoist Master Mao?"

Reading in front of a grave late at night was indeed a little abnormal. She was considered calm enough to suppress her doubts.

Hong Chen put away the book, stood up and clasped his fists: "I am Maoshan Lingchen, nice to meet you, young lady."

"Maoshan?"

She was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded: "Ma, the Exorcist Dragon Clan, Ma Dannuo, greets the Taoist priest!"

Hong Chen thought to himself: It is indeed her.

But after confirming this, the doubts in my heart became even greater.

Why does her scent make me feel familiar?
And if the world is stitched together like this, then why hasn't the new main quest popped up yet?

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard her scream again.

"Ling Chen! Are you Taoist Ling Chen?!"

Hong Chen's eyebrows moved: "Girl, do you know me?"

Madonna suddenly relaxed, a smile on her face: "Master Lingchen has been exterminating demons all over the world, beheading monsters and expelling evil, his Taoism is profound, and his deeds are unparalleled. The people are vying to praise him, how could I not know?"

Could it be that the main task of reviving the reputation of Maoshan has been completed? It turns out that I have become so famous?
"Miss, you are too kind. I am just doing my duty as a Taoist disciple."

Madonna's eyes sparkled with light, and she said admiringly, "If everyone in the world was like the Taoist priest, there wouldn't be so many demons and monsters causing chaos. By the way, are you here to pay tribute to Taoist priest Mao as well?"

Hong Chen nodded.

"Then... together?"

"……it is good."

Following Madonna, Hong Chen burned incense to Mao Xiaofang again, but this time the other party did not show up again.

Madonna looked at the tombstone and said in a sonorous voice: "The world is in chaos, and evil spirits are causing chaos. Taoist priest Mao, the zombie king Jiang Chen has reappeared in the world. Madonna, the contemporary descendant of the Northern Exorcist Dragon Clan, swears to eliminate Jiang Chen and inherit Taoist priest Mao's will!" After inserting three incense sticks and standing up, she showed a bright and confident smile, and waved her hand to scatter paper money all over the sky.

"The general has appeared?" Hong Chen asked.

Madonna turned around and said, "Yes. The world is in chaos and resentment is rampant. The generals and ministers who have been hiding for many years have been awakened." She paused, took a breath, and said, "I wonder if Taoist Lingchen has any free time recently?"

Hong Chen thought about it and nodded: "Yes, I will go with you."

"Okay, thank you, Taoist Priest!" Madonna smiled again, as bright as a flower.

Turning around, the two walked side by side down the mountain together.

Madonna held it in for a long time, and finally took a deep breath to ask Hong Chen about his experience in defeating demons in the world. But when she turned around, Hong Chen was nowhere to be seen.

Hong Chen was about to take a step when he suddenly stopped, his feet suspended in the air. He looked around, but where was Madonna beside him?
Looking back, Mao Xiaofang's tomb had quietly disappeared.

After standing quietly for a long time, he slowly exhaled.

Immediately afterwards, golden light appeared.

"This time, let's stop here..."

(End of this chapter)