Grandpa and Ren Shuai were quarreling for a long time, and the atmosphere became more and more popular. Fortunately, these two guys were both reasonable and didn't speak loudly. After I stopped me, Mei Liang came in.

This guy is very good at talking. When he talks with us and asks about our details, he is fooled by us.

The key is that this extremely familiar face, but the confused look on our face made us feel very distressed.

After casually walking around Maoshan, they received a call from Lingdao Long. They had already arrived at Jurong and were rushing to Maoshan.

Half an hour later, Volkswagen stopped the mountain gate. Two middle-aged men with very familiar figures but strange appearances walked in.

My eyes moved slightly. Although I recognized Ling Tongcheng and Taoist Priest Lu Song, I remained silent and continued to burn incense to the giants worshipped by Yu Wei, looking leisurely. On the contrary, in the eyes of Maoshan Taoist Priests, my grandfather, as fellow Taoists, and He Yang, were a little restrained and acted calmly.

In sight, the two men from Lingdao pretended to be tourists and started chatting with several middle-aged Taoist priests, and also completed the process of burning incense and fulfilling their wishes.

After yi quarter hour, I received a long text message from Ling Channel:

"It's all fakes!"

Yuwei and I, as well as Ren Shuai in the secret, were not surprised, and just replied, "What should we do?"

"We must first find my senior brother, Xiaoxin and others, and don't alert the enemy. The opponent is very powerful!"

The two of them followed the crowd and kept in touch with me at any time.

"There is a new Meiliang here, in Baiyun Temple"

When I finished sending the message, I saw two Taoist priests heading towards Baiyun Temple. Ten minutes later, I sent a sentence like "Fake it!" as expected.

After leaving the scenic spot, they met with Ling Tong, and both of them had a serious expression.

"Master, what's going on? Is it Maoshan?" The word "destroyed" almost blurted out from He Yang's mouth.

Fortunately, this guy is smarter than the fat man, not that stupid, and finally holds it in his arms, just looking at Ling Tong in confusion.

"Is it necessary to say that it must be an old acquaintance in Maoshan, otherwise it would be impossible for us to pretend to be so similar, even we almost cheated over."

Grimple is very sarcastic today and makes people feel uncomfortable.

When Ling Tong and the others heard this, they looked at grandpa in surprise and then looked at me.

I briefly explained the current situation of grandpa and grimace, and both of them were stunned.

Ling Channel Chief said even more: "Brother Fang and her situation are so incredible that we are afraid that Maoshan is powerless."

My mouth twitched, and this priest was really humorous. Now there were no people in Maoshan, only he was left, and the real Meiliangxin was so real that he could no longer be real. Every ghost shadow was so powerless.

"Hmph, of course you are useless, but where is your ancestor?" Grimur snorted coldly.

It seems that this grimace seems to be more anxious than my grandfather and I, and I want to solve their current problems.

"Old ancestor? My ancestor? He has already gone to the immortal!" Ling Tong was stunned.

"Idiot, I mean your master's ancestor, the famous Huyang Zhenren who was famous in the Republic of China era"

Well, Ling Tongchang was scolded by a ghost and scolded him for being angry, and his face turned red. If it weren't for being too mysterious and in my grandfather's body, he might have really been able to go up and fight to the death.

"I have never heard of the ancestor. According to the ancestor, as early as sixty or seventy years ago, he disappeared and traveled around the world. Later, someone sent him back a bone, saying that it was the ancestor, but the ancestor did not admit it and it was left unresolved in the end."

Ling Tonglong's eyes were bright and he said excitedly: "Those senior ghost mother, do you mean that our ancestor is still alive?"

"Of course not. Fifty years ago, I personally led your ancestor. He is now working in the underworld." Lao Bai returned, and Yi Yan broke the expectation of Lingtong Long.

"Die? What a pity!" Even the grimace was a little surprised. Obviously, she didn't expect this. It seemed that she had dealt with the Maoshan ancestor before.

"No," Lao Bai nodded and said, "No, your master is still alive."

The thunder was shocked, and we were stunned.

Didn’t the Maoshan ancestor pass away long ago? This is something that all major sects know. Why did Lao Bai say he is still alive?

However, who is Lao Bai? The two ghost messengers, can he and Hei Wuchang still not know whether Ling Tong’s master’s ancestor is dead? Since they said that, it proves that Maoshan master is really alive!

Excited, we rushed to Maoshan Base Camp again.

This time, under the guidance of Lingdao long, I became more familiar with the road and soon turned around in the Taoist temple. Of course, I still didn't even have a ghost.

"How could it be that the huge Maoshan Mountain, hundreds of people, disappeared like this? There are no traces of fighting here. What's going on?"

The Ling channel is a little anxious and in a very poor state.

We can all understand, after all, if it were someone, the sects that I lived in since childhood would have suddenly undergone major changes and would have been so uneasy.

"Master, do you Maoshan have no other hiding places?" I frowned. I didn't believe it very much. I always feel that even if the inheritance of Maoshan for thousands of years has never disappeared, even if it encounters a strong enemy, it will not disappear. There are no traces left, which is simply unrealistic.

But this is the current dilemma. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. It seems that the Maoshan incident is really strange.

"Hide in?" Ling Shuo Changchang Chang calmed down and nodded, "There is a thatched hut in the back mountain. It has been decades of decay, but it still cannot be blown down. When I was young, my senior brother and I often secretly practiced magic there and even slept inside."

"Go and have a look first." I took the lead in pulling Yuwei towards the back mountain. When I found the thatched hut before, I also felt a little strange. The building was too abrupt, standing alone on the desolate hillside, very strange.

“But there is nothing special there.”

Ling Channel Long followed up, and before he finished speaking, he found that he found a huge golden light erupted out, soaring into the sky.

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

He Yang blurted out, but his master slapped him in the face and scolded him angrily: "This is Maoshan Sect, where does the Buddha light shine everywhere!"

"It seems to be the direction of the thatched hut!" I was moved in my heart, angry and guessed, I wonder if the mysterious Maoshan ancestor was hiding his mind near the thatched hut.

When I arrived at the thatched hut, there was nothing except the thatched hut that was crumbling but could not be blown down by the wind. The Buddha's light disappeared after only ten seconds, which was very mysterious.
Chapter completed!