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Six hundred and ninetieth chapters a gift

Master Zhao asked again: "What kind of star is Xiaoxing Star? Why haven't you heard of it in the past?"

Master Xia: "Youdao hasn't said anything yet. What are you curious about? I'll say?"

Master Zhao: "I just asked casually, why did you get into a quarrel with me? Senior Brother Xia, I think your temper has been very abnormal recently. It's not that you have reached menopause, right?"

Master Xia: "You are just in menopause!"

In the past two years, Master Xia and Master Zhao don’t know what happened. The frequency of quarrels has become increasingly high, and the reasons for the quarrel are mostly trivial matters.

When I saw that the situation was wrong, I quickly interrupted the two of them: "I'd better help Guiwa enter the genealogy first. I guess Liu Shangang and the others will arrive before noon tomorrow. As soon as they come, Liang Houzai and I will go to find Wang Dafu."

Master Xia frowned: "Why are you so anxious?"

I said, "I went to Baiwu Mountain a while ago, and the people from the Burial Cult appeared there again. This time, Zhou Tianshi, who was sitting in the second position of the Burial Cult, appeared. I am worried now that many famous sects may have members of the Burial Cult infiltrated. The people of the Burial Cult are hiding in the dark and have a wide range of eyes. Many things can take the lead. So I think we can't delay any more. Many things must be taken before the Burial Cult."

Master Xia smacked his tongue: "I have heard of Master Zhou Tian's story. Oh, I didn't expect that the Burial Cult is so powerful and their people are so deep. Master Zhou Tian has been hiding in Baiwu Mountain for more than ten years, but has not been discovered."

I said, "I'll call the ghost kid over. This kid has been driving for a day and after entering the master's genealogy, he has to let him have a good sleep. At a young age, he is still growing, so he can't sleep enough."

Master Xia smiled helplessly: "Oh, it's true that people who keep the righteous lineage protect their children, it's not false at all. Okay, go find the ghost kid, and I'll get the master's genealogy."

I found Liang Houzai and Guiwa at the entrance of Lingquan. At that time, Liang Houzai was telling Guiwa some allusions related to the old well. All the allusions were seen by Liang Houzai from the ancient books of the outer cabinet. He had a good memory. I have read more than once the ancient books in the outer cabinet, but after reading most of the contents in the book, I quickly forgot about them.

When he brought the ghost kid back to the lobby, Master Xia had already invited the master's genealogy. For the people of the Juhun Zhuang, inheritance is heaven, and the master's genealogy is the most direct embodiment of this inheritance. It is a common token of the three veins of the Juhun Zhuang. When Master Xia invited it out, all the disciples of the Juhun Zhuang present must be extremely respectful.

The ghost kid didn't understand these things. When he saw the scroll in Master Xia's hand, he pointed at the scroll behind him and asked me: "Master, what is that?"

I quickly patted his arm: "Don't point it, that's the genealogy of our master in Jihun Village."

I brought the ghost widow to the master's genealogy. Master Xia and Master Zhao grabbed both ends of the genealogy and spread it carefully bit by bit. I dipped it ink and wrote the name of the ghost widow below my name.

After seeing my name, Guiwa asked me: "Master, why is Sister Luo Fei's name written next to you?"

Before I could speak, Master Zhao said a lot: "What sister? You won't mess with your seniority anymore. That's your master's wife."

Guiwa immediately stared at Master Zhao with a surprised expression on his face. He obviously understood what Master Zhao meant. After staring at Master Zhao for a while, Guiwa looked at me again, and the expression on his face became meaningful.

What's going on with this meaningful expression? Nowadays, children's thoughts seem much more complicated than when I was a child.

I glared at Guiwa: "Don't think of anything messy, calm down, calm down."

The ghost kid was a little scared when she saw me glaring at me, so she quickly lowered her head, but Master Zhao said, "Oh, it's not right. Who is your master's wife now?"

The ghost kid didn't dare to give me any strange expressions, and I didn't dare to pay attention to Master Zhao. When the moist traces were completely dry, I quickly rolled up the master's genealogy with Master Xia, and then Master Zhao and Master Xia took the master's genealogy back to the inner room.

Writing the name of the ghost kid into the master's family tree is what I miss the most in recent months, and now I have lost a lot of concern.

That night, I arranged the ghost kid in the wing room and asked him to wash it with hot water. Seeing that he was asleep, I left the wing room and wandered around the mountain road alone.

As early as when I took the ghost kid out of the lobby with me, Master Zhao, was stopped by my Master Zhao, and said that I wanted to discuss something with Liang Houzai. Seeing Master Zhao's expression was sneaky, I seemed to be unhappy, so I decisively abandoned Liang Houzai and quickly pulled the ghost kid away.

I wandered alone on the mountain road, and it was rare to be quiet. I could think about some things alone, see the scenery beside the road, and recall what happened here alone.

After walking on the mountain road for more than half an hour, I was a little tired and planned to go to the place where my master was buried first, and then go back to the side room to rest.

I was deeply impressed. The weather was very clear that night, and the moonlight was like washing. There were not many trees surrounding the old cemetery in Jihun Village blocking the light. The moonlight fell and a layer of bright colors spread across the entire open space, making it look like a huge piece of rough jade.

With the bright moonlight, I saw a familiar figure standing on the cemetery far away. It was either someone else, or He Laogui who was taken back to the Soul-Shishou Village by me a few months ago.

As I said that if I hadn't seen him here, I would have almost forgotten that he was still in the Soul-Shire Village.

When I stepped into the cemetery, Old Gui He heard my footsteps and turned his head to watch. When he saw me, he immediately smiled at me.

Seeing him like this, I knew that he should have recovered almost now.

When I walked to him, he bowed to me: "Left Master."

I quickly waved my hand: "No, no, you are an elder, it's good to call me a Taoist. The title of Zuozhun sounds awkward."

Old He still smiled: "Haha, in our industry, you only treat me as an elder. When others see me, they regard me as a money skewer that is profitable and cannot afford to get up early."

I didn't know how to answer for a moment, so I whispered from my nose and then fell silent.

Old Gui He was also silent for a while, but in the end he was the first to speak: "Thank you about Jiufengshan."

I said, "There is nothing to thank for. No matter what, I got what I want."

Old Gui He seemed a little confused: "What do you want?"

Me: "It's the secrets you've been guarding for so many years."

Old Gui He pondered for a while and asked me: "It seems that Jihun Zhuang will fight Luo Zhongxing sooner or later?"

I nodded: "It's a matter of time."

Old Gui stared at the ground, after a long time, he looked up and said to me: "The left leader follows me, I... have prepared a big gift for you."

I stared at He Laogui and asked him: "It seems that you are waiting for me here."

Old Gui He smiled: "It's not considered a purpose, it's just a try. I can't enter the Soul-Jiezhuang, but I think that since the Zuozhu Sect is back, he should come to see Master Chai."

When he said this, Old Gui He looked at the small mound where my master buried.

Now the mound is no longer deserted, and there are some vegetation growing on it. It is estimated that in a few years, the master’s tomb will become a part of the mountain like the tombs of his disciples of the Shuzheng lineage, and will silently guard the Soul-Jiezhuang with the old forest on the mountain.

Old Gui He sighed: "The era of us old guys is about to become a thing of the past."

When he said this, Old Gui's voice was filled with an old age that had never been before. Not just a sound, but for a while, his hair was completely white and the wrinkles on his face became deeper.

After experiencing the great change in Jiufeng Mountain, He Laogui's soul and physique seemed to have been irreversibly damaged. Now he may be no longer the same as ordinary people and will never live forever.

He was stunned at my master's grave for a while, then turned to me and smiled: "President Zuo, come with me."

As he spoke, he left the cemetery and walked towards the Emerald Villa.

I followed him and looked at his slow pace. I felt an indescribable smell in my heart. It was very uncomfortable, but I also felt a strange sense of relief.

Old Gui He led me back to Jade Villa all the way. Senior Brother Huang Youqi was cleaning the hall. When he saw us two come in, he waved to us with a smile.

Speaking of which, I didn’t have much contact with Senior Brother Youqi, but I only knew that he was Li Renfeng’s master. I didn’t have much to say when I met this time. He asked me about Li Renfeng’s recent situation and told me to train Li Renfeng. I was kind to him and followed He Laogui upstairs.

During this period, He Laogui has been living on the third floor of Jade Villa. There are three rooms here. He Laogui lives in the middle one. This is what I specially arranged at the beginning. Among the three rooms, the one he lives in is the one with the best light and the most complete furniture.

After entering the room, Old Gui He hurriedly ran to the bedside and took out a booklet from the bedside table.

When I came to him, he looked at the booklet in his hand hesitantly, sighed, and finally handed it to me.

I opened the book and looked at it. It recorded many techniques that I had never seen before. The words were handwritten. Although they were simplified, the characters were all small seal script. At the end of each technique, a date was marked with only month and no year.

"What is this?" I closed the book and asked Old Gui He.

He Laogui didn't answer my question, but just asked me: "How do you think the magic in this book... is like?"

I answered truthfully: "Some of the magic looks just basic, but some are very exquisite, not just exquisite, they are simply works of art. I guess, these magics should be very powerful, right?"

He Laogui nodded with a smile: "These are all unique techniques that my master has studied. Their power is unimaginable in the contemporary circle of practice."

Master? Isn’t He Laogui’s master just Wudang!

I looked at He Laogui with some surprise, and He Laogui still smiled: "If one day you really compete with Master and his elders, these magics should be able to help a lot. Although some magics require extremely strong mental power when casting, your Taoist practice is far from the level of Master's past, I think that since you can activate the Fantian Seal, the magic on it should be able to cast one or two."

Speaking of this, Old He paused for a moment, shook his head again: "No, he is no longer my master, he is now Luo Zhongxing. Haha, the left leader, this is the gift I prepared for you, are you still satisfied?"

I didn't know how to respond to Old Gui He, so I nodded and asked him again: "Senior He, what are your plans next."
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