Master Gu Yan's eyes were full of excitement, as if he saw the hope of the future of the Maoshan Sect.

"Brother Headmaster, Junior Brother Changqing's cultivation talent far exceeds that of you and me.

His talent is definitely second to none among the younger generation in the spiritual world.

Lin Shisan came out of Maimen, but unfortunately he went astray and made a big mistake.

Junior Brother Changqing's cultivation talent is by no means worse than Lin Shisan. If he can be properly guided, his future achievements will be limitless.

Unexpectedly, Master Yunchen has been traveling for decades and brought us such a big surprise when he came back."

If Taoist Guyan knew that "Li Changqing" was Lin Shisan, I'm afraid this surprise would turn into a shock.

“On the journey of spiritual practice, one’s fate is full of misfortunes, and no one can predict what will happen in the future.

Although that little beast Lin Shisan was extremely talented, his intentions were not right and he could only end up dead in the abyss of the netherworld.

It is a pity that the Yinshan Talisman of our Maoshan Sect was also lost. We really feel unworthy of the great trust of our Maoshan ancestors."

Taoist Cangxuan raised his eyebrows and simply changed the subject.

"Don't worry, Brother Headmaster, the Yinshan Talisman is the treasure of our Maoshan Sect, and has been blessed by all the ancestors since childhood.

I believe that one day, there will be descendants of Maoshan who will retrieve the Yinshan Talisman from the Netherworld Abyss."

Taoist Cangxuan stroked his beard, with a very complicated look in his eyes.

"Okay... in ten days it will be Master Taiyuan's birthday.

Let’s also go to the ancestor’s ancestral hall to consult Uncle Yun Chen and see if we should send invitations to the major spiritual sects.”

Taoist Guyan nodded, and then the two of them chased me.

The Ancestral Hall of the Maoshan Sect is located in the center of Jiufeng and is not open to the public.

The mountain roads in and out are guarded by Maoshan disciples to prevent anyone from accidentally entering.

On a lush and lonely peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, a simple octagonal stone building stands on the top of the mountain.

The door of the ancestral hall was closed tightly, and the flickering candles on the altar could be vaguely seen.

At this moment, all the heads of the Nine Peaks and Twelve Palaces have also arrived.

Since Taoist Yun Chen returned to Maoshan, Cang Xuan ordered the leaders of the Maoshan Sect to come to the ancestral hall every morning to pay their respects.

It is unknown what these people are thinking in their hearts, but on the surface they still have great respect for Yun Chen, their uncle.

I followed everyone and stood at the end, unable to help but yawn.

"Uncle Yunchen, I have brought all my junior brothers here to pay my respects to you."

Taoist Cangxuan bowed in the direction of the ancestral hall.

"How many times have I told you, I'm just staying here for the night.

You guys are very busy every day. What's the point of being so vain when you have nothing to do?

Go and do whatever you have to do, and don’t come here again, it’s annoying..."

Taoist Yunchen's voice came out from the ancestral hall.

Cang Xuan and Gu Yan looked at each other, as if they were already used to this result.

Although they came to greet them on time every day these days, Taoist Yunchen always stayed behind closed doors and seemed unwilling to meet them at all.

"Master Uncle Yunchen, in a few days it will be Master Taiyuan's birthday.

I would like to discuss with my uncle whether we should send invitations to various sects in the spiritual world?"

In the ancestral hall, there was silence for two seconds, and then an impatient voice came.

"It's not my birthday. You ask whoever has it, and don't bother me with any nonsense."

Taoist Cangxuan's face froze, and he continued to speak.

"Uncle Taiyuan has been guarding the Demon Suppression Cave for more than thirty years, and his hard work and hard work has been a great achievement for our Maoshan Sect.

If you want to follow his old man's wishes, he naturally doesn't want to make a big deal about it.

However, life is short, and we only have a few lives, so those of us who are juniors naturally still have to do our best.

Now, in the Maoshan Sect, apart from Uncle Taiyuan, you are the highest-ranking person.

Naturally, I want to consult my uncle for his opinion."

A cold snort came from the ancestral hall.

"Shit, hard work brings great results, he feels guilty.

It's such a nonsense to send invitations to various sects. Don't you have money to buy cakes?

If that's the case, I'll lend you one dollar and twenty-five cents.

I just ask you not to bother me, okay?"

Taoist Gu Yan frowned and looked towards Cang Xuan.

"Brother Headmaster, fellow junior fellow apprentices.

Uncle Yunchen is right, the world of spiritual fantasy is in troubled times now, and the world of humans and monsters is likely to have another dispute.

There are indeed many things wrong with sending invitations to various sects at this time.

Our sect should celebrate Uncle Taiyuan."

Taoist Cangxuan took a deep breath and raised his hand towards the ancestral hall after a long time.

"Thank you, uncle, for your advice. I will keep it in mind."

Taoist Yun Chen muttered and shouted impatiently.

"What did I point out, but they didn't understand what I was saying... Changqing stays, and everyone else can leave!"

"Yes, uncle, I will take my leave."

Taoist Cangxuan took the lead and bowed to the inside of the ancestral hall, then led the people back towards the courtyard of the ancestral hall.

Seeing Taoist Cangxuan and others leaving one after another, the closed door of the ancestral hall opened with a clang.

"You brat, come in!"

As Taoist Yunchen's voice fell, I slowly entered the Maoshan Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.

In the ancestral hall, Taoist Yun Chen closed his eyes and sat on the futon to meditate.

"Changqing, meet the master."

Taoist Yun Chen did not respond. With a wave of his sleeves, the door of the ancestor's ancestral hall clanged shut tightly.

A faint light curtain spread along the doors and windows, wrapping the entire ancestral hall tightly.

My heart skipped a beat and I looked towards Taoist Yunchen.

Taoist Yun Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked at me with his deep eyes.

"Changqing, are you still used to living in the mountains these days?"

"Master Qi, all the brothers have taken good care of me, and everything is fine with me, my disciple.

Master, why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"

Taoist Yun Chen narrowed his eyes, showing a strange look on his face.

"Of course I'm afraid you'll run away!"

I grinned with a sneer on my face.

"You are joking, where can I run?

This Maoshan Mountain is so big and there are many formation restrictions, how dare I run around."

Taoist Yun Chen stroked his beard and walked slowly to my side.

"Not necessarily! You can break out of this abyss, how can a small Maoshan trap your golden scales?

I'm right, Lin Shisan."

There was a huge wave in my heart, but I tried not to show any fluctuation in my expression.

"Master, I can't understand what you're talking about."

Taoist Yun Chen curled his lips and rolled his eyes at me.

"You don't understand, right... Then I'll call Cang Xuan and Gu Yan over and see if they understand."

After saying that, Taoist Yunchen turned around and walked towards the outside of the ancestral hall.

My heart sank, and I quickly grabbed Taoist Yunchen's arm.

"No, no, no...Senior Yunchen, we can just communicate internally if we have any matters to do. We won't make any mistakes until the end of the day."

Taoist Yunchen's face darkened.
Chapter completed!