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Chapter 302 As long as the master doesn’t take action, the disciple still has a chance!

 Gou Yuanfeng.

When Master Gou Yuan received the message from Lin Yang, his expression suddenly changed.

"My life is at an end!"

This was Gou Yuan's first feeling.

Lin Yang invited him to drink tea for no reason, and there was a high probability that nothing good would happen.

And on the mountain peak, once the leader mentions the word "drinking tea", something big is about to happen!

People die easily!

Therefore, Lin Yang drank tea by himself today, fearing that he wanted to send him away.

"That guy Wuji is still here, why don't you treat him to a drink?"

"Junior sister Xia Xuan is still here too."

Master Gou Yuan felt miserable, he really didn't want to go.

If you go, it’s not okay. If it is, how should you think of a way to refuse?

Master Gou Yuan rolled his eyes, his brain spinning rapidly, trying to think of a way to save himself.

At this time, Master Wuji suddenly arrived.

"You guy, why do you look so ugly?" Master Wuji looked at Master Gou Yuan sitting on the futon and said with a strange expression.

Gou Yuanzhen is a lean middle-aged man with a three-inch beard on his chin. He has an immortal air and a self-made immortal charm, which is very consistent with the image of an immortal in earth mythology.

But at this moment, Gou Yuan's face turned blue, his teeth were clenched, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He seemed to be frightened by something.

"Junior brother, why are you here?" Master Gou Yuan glanced at Master Wuji, quickly calmed down his breath, calmed down, and said slowly.

"It's okay. You, me and my junior sister are the only ones left in our generation. Come and chat with you. If you suddenly die one day, I won't have anyone to talk to." Master Wuji laughed and opened the door.

Said jokingly.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing his words, Master Gou Yuan's face suddenly became even more ugly.

Seeing this, Master Wuji was stunned, "I wouldn't...are you right?"

"Our new leader invited you to tea?"

"He just sent a message and said he invited me over to have tea." Master Gou Yuan said.

Hearing this, Master Wuji, who was just about to sit down, stood up with excitement, turned around and walked out of the cave, as if I had never been here.

Master Gou Yuan teleported to Master Wuji, "Help me! I still want to stay outside for a while. In the golden age, it would be a waste of youth to just enter the ancestral land to practice."

"Help you?" Master Wuji's voice asked, "How can I help you? Don't make it self-defeating, and finally get me involved!"

After saying that, Master Wuji will bypass Master Gou Yuan and leave here.

It's not that he didn't help Gou Yuan, nor that he was unkind.

Really, he couldn't help with such a life-and-death matter.

But in the end, Master Wuji was dragged and dragged to the top of the mountain by Master Gou Yuan.

After entering the backing hall, Lin Yang was sitting at the front seat, flipping through books, with a serious expression on his face. He occasionally let out an exclamation, as if he had realized a lot.

Seeing the arrival of Master Gou Yuan and Master Wuji, Lin Yang quickly closed the book and hurried forward to greet them, "I have met these two great uncles."

"Uncle Master, please take a seat quickly."

Master Gou Yuan pretended to be calm and sat down at his seat with a calm expression. However, when he saw the names of the books placed on Lin Yang's seat, he suddenly lost control.

I saw the title of the book in front of Lin Yang's seat:

"On the Monk's Method of Seed Death"

Master Wuji who accompanied him also saw it, and immediately felt on pins and needles, not wanting to stay here for a moment.

I really didn’t realize that Lin Yang, who was usually very polite and approachable, was hiding on the mountain peak reading such books. He is indeed the proud disciple of Ren Tianyun!

"Master, what are you calling me for?" Master Gou Yuan tried his best not to read the "evil" book and looked at Lin Yang and said.

"I have nothing to do. I just want to discuss with my uncle about establishing a new hall."

Lin Yang chuckled. Although he became the leader, he still looked like a humble junior in front of Master Gou Yuan and Master Wuji. "It just so happens that Master Wuji's uncle is also here, so we can discuss it."

After saying that, Lin Yang stood up and poured a cup of hot tea into the teacups in front of Gou Yuan and Wuji.

Seeing the steaming and fragrant tea in front of him, Master Gou Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was really drinking tea and said, "What kind of entrance does the master want to establish?"

Lin Yang smiled slightly, "Funeral Hall!"

"Pfft!" Master Wuji, who was also relieved, took a sip of hot tea into his mouth. Hearing this, he immediately spit it out. He looked at Lin Yang with an unnatural expression and said, "Funeral hall? Build this hall?"

What are you doing? It’s so unlucky!”

Master Gou Yuan nodded, "Yes, building a funeral hall is somewhat unnecessary, right?"

"The Patron Sect is a sect and a force for cultivating immortals. To build a funeral hall, others thought that my Patron Sect wanted to develop a side business."

Hearing this, Lin Yang said: "I made this decision after receiving feedback from many disciples."

"They said that the mourning clothes distributed by the sect are old, threadbare, and some are even damaged, so I want to build a funeral hall and have someone specifically responsible for this."

"Whoever's mourning clothes are old should go to the funeral hall to exchange them for new ones. As a disciple of the sect, mourning clothes are a must-have for everyone and cannot be careless. The two masters and uncles should understand this principle, right?"

Master Gou Yuan and Master Wuji nodded and wanted to refute, but what Lin Yang said was indeed reasonable.

Even their mourning clothes were worn out.

The only blame is that some old guy has nothing to do and gives away his clothes to people every day for a year, causing them to wear them every day, which makes the clothes old.

"In addition to changing mourning clothes, does the funeral hall have other services?" Master Gou Yuan asked.

Hearing this, Lin Yang laughed and said, "Of course."

"I think the funeral held by Master was a bit crude and needs improvement in many areas."

"When someone from our sect passes away in the future, we should have a special funeral team that can perform suona, coffin carrying, dancing and singing. This is how we respect the deceased."

"Two great uncles, am I right?"

Master Gou Yuan and Master Wuji looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

They finally saw that Lin Yang, who appeared to be a gentleman and harmless to humans and animals, had already changed his heart under the training of Yunzhen Ren.

He hasn't given it away this year, he is just gathering momentum.

Now that the funeral hall has been built, is it still far away to give it away in the future?

"Since the head has decided, let's do what the head wants." Master Gou Yuan stood up and said, "If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

At the same time, Master Wuji also stood up and prepared to leave. As soon as he saw the books in front of Lin Yang, he felt frightened. He didn't want to stay in this backing palace for a moment.

"Master, uncle, don't worry. I invited you here today mainly because of the second matter."

"My uncle's cultivation must have improved greatly over the years, right?"

Lin Yang finally got down to business. He stood up slowly, clasped his fists at Master Gou Yuan and said, "Disciple Lin Yang, please allow me to die!"

Master Gou Yuan: "..."

I was watching Wuji Zhenren, but he had already slipped away, and no one was there.




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