Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang’s heart moved, and he glanced at him and said, “What do you think? This is something that people are in the Dragon and Tiger Mountain.”

"Now is not in your hands, Zhang Shiming used it to assassinate you, and the result failed. You always have to leave a piece of evidence, or compensation..."

"If you want so many excuses, it is better to say that I want to." Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes and returned to the bed. He stuffed the pine-grained sword into his pillow and lay down to sleep.

Early the next morning, Ye Shaoyang got up and woke up to Xiaobai next door and checked out.

At this time, Zhang Shiming has not appeared, Xiaobai tried to call him, but Zhang Shiming's mobile phone has been turned off, not once can get through.

Ye Shaoyang had to put this matter down, and took the melon and the white to the keel Huangshan.

This is the second time Ye Shaoyang came to Longhushan. The first time was about seven or eight years ago. At that time, Qingyunzi helped people to open the light somewhere in the vicinity. As a result, the money was stolen on the way back. Even the tolls that went back were not there. Qingyunzi took him to Longhushan for help. He ate and stayed for a few days, and he took a few hundred dollars to leave by car.

However, after a long time, and at that time, Ye Shaoyang was still a child in his early ten years. He had no memory for Longhushan. He only remembered that most Taoist temples in Longhushan were scenic spots. There were many tourists, only the jade on the last main peak. The Qing Palace is the place of cultivation. Usually, some people guard and prohibit tourists from visiting.

When I came to the Longhu Mountain, I saw tourists walking in the mountains. It was a sea of ​​people. Ye Shaoyang was a little dizzy. I don’t know how to go to the main peak. Instead, I came here once to lead the way, from the side of the mountain road, all the way. To the main peak.

Ye Shaoyang stood in front of the mountain gate and looked back at the big and small Taoist temples in front of the mountain, and the tourists and pilgrims who were eager to see the enthusiasm. If Maoshan could be so prosperous, how good it would be, don’t say anything else, earn money this day. how much!

On both sides of the mountain gate, there are several Taoist children holding whistles. When they saw Ye Shaoyang going up the mountain, they immediately stepped forward. "Mr. stays on the mountain and the mountain is not open to tourists."

Ye Shaoyang raised his right hand, bowed his middle finger, slightly pointed his index finger and ring finger, and put a door to make a handprint.

The few Taoist children saw it and recognized it as a person in the gate. One person asked: "Seeing the mountain is not a mountain, seeing that water is not water."

This is a common incision in the door, which means that you are like the same door, but I don't know where it is.

Ye Shaoyang replied: "Nanshan South, Shui Shui." - In the Daomen, Nanshan is Maoshan, sentence water, that is, Jurong River, Maoshan Nanpai is on the edge of Jurong River, if the answer is Huai River, That is the Maoshan North School, because Maoshan North is on the lower Caihuai River.

The few boys, a glimpse of Ye Shaoyang, the other party did not say the incision, and respectfully asked: "Ye Zu Shi?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded, and the few guys immediately squatted, and Ye Shaoyang changed his gesture, saying: "There is no such thing as a gift."

A few Taoist children got up and got ridiculous.

Ye Shaoyang frowned and asked: "How do you know that it is me?"

One person smiled and said: "Ye Zu Shi went up the mountain and knew it." After reading a Xiaomi mobile phone from his pocket, he dialed a number and posted it in his ear and said: "The swearing head, Ye Zu Shi came." Listened for a while After hanging up, he made a gesture for Ye Shaoyang. "Ye Zu Shi, there is a request at the head."

Ye Shaoyang stepped on the steps and went straight up the mountain. Xiaobai was holding his arm next to him. He was very proud and asked: "Boss, why are they called your founders?"

"Longhushan is the head of the Taoist Temple. The gate of Zhang Tianshi is inherited, but since the Ming Dynasty, the head of Longhushan has been two generations later than Maoshan. They just got started and they don't know more than me. A few generations later, so I just called my ancestors."

Xiaobai smiled. "The boss is very good."

Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "Whatever, Maoshan and Longhushan have always been competing. They want to overshadow each other. They seem to call my ancestors on the surface, and I can’t wait for my ugliness."

During the talk, the two went to the top of the mountain. The current palace is the Yuqing Palace. The melons feel the power of the door, and they are uncomfortable. They simply don’t get out of the porcelain bottle. The white is too strong and sealed. Passing the yin god, there is no feeling, always walking around Ye Shaoyang.

In front of the Yuqing Palace, there was a large piece of free space where the bluestone slabs were made. Twenty guys dressed in green shirts and Taoist priests stood nearby. When they saw Ye Shaoyang, they immediately screamed and fanned out in front of him. Holding a mahogany sword in his hand, he looked at him with a sigh of relief.

Is this dry?

Ye Shaoyang is looking for a person in charge. A middle-aged man in short stature and wearing a purple robe squeezes out from behind. His left hand caresses his black beard and raises his right hand. The five fingers are facing Ye Shaoyang, and the **** is stacked on the index finger. The decapitation ceremony is generally used when the people in Daomen meet, the age is older than the other party, and the identity is higher than the other party. However, the person who is not as good as his own is not a substitute for the ceremony. After all, in his own identity, the words of the true deaf are not very decent.

Although he hasn't seen it for a few years, Ye Shaoyang recognized it at a glance. He is the head of Longhushan: Zhang Wusheng. It is one of the few Heavenly Masters in the world.

"Ye Shishu, I have seen it." Zhang Wusheng said faintly.

"Uncle Winter Melon, I met again, my master came, how is my brother!" Xiaobai shouted at Zhang Wusheng.

Being called a short winter melon, Zhang Wusheng was very upset, but he was a head of the school, and it was not good to be angry with her a little banshee, so she rolled her eyes and only did not hear it.

Ye Shaoyang faced Zhang Wusheng raising his right hand, flexing his middle finger, clasping his thumb, and gently slamming it as a response to his previous gestures.

This behavior means meaninglessness in the door, but with a bit of contempt. Because the finger is easy to reminiscent of sweeping the door, so it is rarely used, Ye Shaoyang is also based on the attitude of the other party, so it is a tooth.

"Zhang Tianshi, what does this mean?" Ye Shaoyang said, pointing to the other Taoist priests.

Zhang Wusheng smiled faintly. "These are my disciples. Recently they have practiced a set of tactics called "Yin and Yang Liuhe Array". The power is too big. My own Taoism is sparse. I have never been able to practice. Just today, Ye Shishu Come, of course, you can't miss this opportunity. Please also enlighten me. My disciples are very good and very good at learning. Ye Shishu can not let them let them down."

After that, the right hand lifted and threw a mahogany sword to Ye Shaoyang. "It’s all the same children, the sword has no eyes, or it’s good to use a mahogany sword.”

I dare to look for myself to practice. Ye Shaoyang had long guessed that going up the mountain today would inevitably lead to some contradictions, but he did not expect to hit the mountain when he went up. He smiled lightly and let Xiaobai wait on his side and walked forward.

The priests immediately gathered around, set aside the battle and surrounded him in the middle.

Seeing this battle, Ye Shaoyang made an amazing move. The **** in the food caught the tip of the sword of the mahogany sword, and they twisted and slammed, and the tip of the sword broke three inches!