Chapter 1240 Eliminate the devil and guard the road, protect my country
"Okay, everyone, get up. There are so many people watching. Don't disturb everyone."
Feng Yi said after helping the three of them up one by one.
There are still a lot of tourists hiking the mountain. When I see three girls with excellent looks and figures, I can't help but stop for fear of disturbing them.
The three women wiped the tears on their faces, followed Feng Yi silently, and walked slowly upward.
Finally reaching the top, facing the grand scene in front of him, Feng suddenly stopped in his tracks.
In front of him, stood nearly a thousand Maoshan disciples in neatly dressed Taoist robes. Taoist Master Xuanji, Uncle Jiu, Qingsong, Yang Bufan, Luo Sang, Xiao Ke and others were at the front of the team...
Familiar or unfamiliar faces stood on the square to welcome his arrival.
Around them, tourists were standing, pointing and whispering at this situation. They didn't know who these people were waiting for, but they must be an important person.
When Feng showed up, everyone bowed and saluted: "Welcome Master to return to the mountain."
The echoes of greeting the Master back to the mountain continued to echo over Maoshan Mountain and lingered for a long time.
The onlookers looked sideways and were shocked. This man is so young, he is actually the master of Maoshan?
"Why are you doing this? You should never shame Feng Yi."
Feng Yi's heart was racing. He suppressed his excitement, saluted with both hands, and bent down heavily.
"Congratulations to the Headmaster!"
There was another chorus of shouts, as loud as thunder.
Feng Yi knew that if he returned the gift, everyone would still repeat what happened before. He could only sigh softly, walked quickly to Taoist Master Xuanji and said, "Master, why did you come out?"
Taoist priest Xuan Ji's legs were disabled at the knees, and he always sat in a wheelchair in front of outsiders. Even though he was in a wheelchair, there was still no fault in his etiquette.
"The headmaster's return to the mountain is a top priority for Maoshan. As a disciple of Maoshan, how can I stay out of it?"
Taoist priest Xuan Ji smiled and held Feng Yi's hand and said, "It'll be good to come back. Everyone misses you."
"Thank you, Master."
After exchanging a few words with Taoist Master Xuan Ji, Feng Yi walked up to Uncle Jiu. He looked at his master, who was gray-haired and emaciated but could stand up on his own. He said in a trembling voice: "Master, you can stand up again."
"It's not thanks to you."
Uncle Jiu's face as sharp as a knife showed a smile of relief and said: "It's good to come back. I thought I would never have the chance to see you again."
Looking at Uncle Jiu, who was far more kind than when he was young, Feng Yi recalled the scene of fighting side by side with Uncle Jiu. Unfortunately, the Uncle Jiu in front of him was just an old man, without the glory of the past. He couldn't help but said with tears in his eyes: "
Master, what are you talking about? If anything happens to you, I will not let them go even if I go to hell."
"Silly boy, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal things. I know you are filial, but I have already looked away. If you do stupid things for me, don't blame the master for denying you as his disciple."
Uncle Jiu said with a deliberate expression.
"Yes, disciple, I obey."
Feng nodded in agreement.
"Senior brother, I have worked hard for you these past few years."
Looking at Qingsong, who was more mature and stable than before, with a leadership temperament, Feng Yi said from the bottom of his heart.
"In other words, Headmaster, you are busy with big things, so there is no need for you to take care of matters within the church."
Qingsong smiled and said: "If I can't even take care of these things and still need you to think about me all the time, then it would be my dereliction of duty."
"I have always believed in your ability, senior brother."
Feng nodded and said.
From the first meeting with the disciples of the Zhong generation to the grand occasion in front of them, it can be seen that Qingsong has strong management capabilities.
To put it bluntly, even if Feng Yi did it himself, it might not be better than what he did.
After all, Feng Yi is too strong and is used to doing things by himself and working alone, so it is difficult for him to be so meticulous.
"Bufan, Luo Sang, Xiao Ke."
Seeing the three direct disciples, Feng Yi had a smile on his face.
"Master."
The three of them had tears in their eyes when they saw Feng Yidu. They said goodbye this time and had not seen each other for several years.
"Are you all okay?"
"Thank you, Master, for thinking about me. Disciples have been cultivating themselves and their character, so that they will not fall into decline."
"Master, you are still the same as before. Your disciples all look older than you."
Luo Sang said with a coy voice.
"Haha, Luo Sang will say something to make my teacher happy."
"Master, when you come back this time, how long will you stay here?"
Xiao Ke raised his head and asked.
"Don't worry about these things, we'll talk about them later."
It was time for Tang Zhan and Chu Chu to have a baby, and it was inconvenient to be in the mountains. Feng Yi came suddenly this time and did not notify him, so he was not seen.
Next, Feng Yi briefly chatted with familiar disciples, such as He Lai and others. After several years of experience, these once young and immature teenagers have become mature and steady, and their former vigor has also been put away and restrained.
Feng Yi did not hesitate to praise him.
His eyes passed over every Maoshan disciple, and every disciple he looked at would puff up his chest subconsciously. The bell tower and bell pavilion he had seen down the mountain even blushed and were very excited.
Why does this feel a bit like a leadership inspection?
I am obviously also a member of Maoshan.
Feng Yi complained to himself in his heart. This feeling was not surprising if he thought about it carefully. He was away from home all year round. Most of the disciples had never seen him at all, and they had to rely on the huge portrait in the hall to identify him.
"Feng Yi was elected as the headmaster of Maoshan but rarely managed the affairs within the church. Even many new disciples have never met me. This makes me very ashamed.
The grand occasion that Maoshan is able to achieve today is inseparable from the efforts of everyone. Here, Feng Yi, on behalf of all the past leaders and the disciples of Maoshan who have passed away, pays tribute to you."
Feng Yi stood in front of everyone, his voice was like a loud bell, and his voice spread all over the world.
"Thank you, Master, for the compliment!"
Everyone saluted again.
"Of course, we can still stand here now and make Maoshan glorious again. It is inseparable from those ancestors who spent their last drop of blood for Maoshan. It is their dedication and sacrifice that preserved the fire of our Maoshan and gave us
We have a chance.”
After speaking, Feng Yi turned around, looked at the tall monument of heroes and martyrs in front of him and said solemnly: "Every name on this inscription represents an experience and a legend. They are the backbone of Maoshan and the backbone of Maoshan!
"
As he spoke, Feng fell to his knees with a plop and shouted: "Respect our ancestors!"
Whoosh!
All the disciples knelt down in unison and said: "Respect our ancestors!"
"We will definitely live up to the trust entrusted to us. Maoshan will always uphold the legacy of our ancestors, eliminate demons, defend the Tao, and protect our country!"
Feng Yi shouted passionately.
"We will definitely live up to the trust entrusted to us. Maoshan will always uphold the legacy of our ancestors, eliminate demons, defend the Tao, and protect our country!"
All the disciples shouted with enthusiasm.
Boom!
He banged his head on the ground and the ground shook.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding tourists stood in silence and no one made any noise.
