After entering Mao Mountain.
Mao Shisan was clearly much more obedient.
Looking at the towering mountain path, there were still tens of thousands of steps before they could truly enter the Maoshan Sect.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
He would deal with whatever came his way. Since things had already come to this, it did not matter even if he was blamed. At most, he would be beaten up. Anyway, he had been beaten up since he was young. It did not matter!
Mao Shisan thought as he walked up the steps.
Then, he tiptoed into a small but exquisite courtyard.
He touched the dark and placed the wine jar properly, wanting to make it look more natural, as if it had never been touched.
After he was done, he went to his room.
He tossed his robe aside and placed it beside the bed, but he didn't notice.
An old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion was sitting on a chair in the bedroom, looking angrily at Mao Shisan who was beside the bed!
"Yes, cough cough!"
The old man sitting on the chair cleared his throat.
"F * ck!"
Mao Shisan was shocked.
He quickly turned on the lights in the room.
He saw the old man sitting on the chair.
With thick eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, and a generous face, he gave off a sense of righteousness.
He was wearing a plain mandarin jacket, looking very old.
He was one of the famous ancestors of Mao Mountain!
The 120-year-old Ninth Uncle!
The Ninth Uncle who had awed the entire cultivation world and terrified all demons and ghosts.
Lin Zhengying!
? Mao Shisan's legs went weak when he saw the patriarch, and he almost knelt on the ground.
He held the bed and respectfully called out,"Ancestor, you're still awake!"
"How can I sleep if you don't come back at night?" Ninth Uncle said a little angrily.”
? Mao Shisan was terrified, not knowing how to explain.
Because he was afraid that the jar of wine was about to be scrapped.
Ninth Uncle gave Mao Shisan a meaningful look. He was surprisingly not angry.
"Thirteen, you're not young anymore. I didn't want you to learn dao techniques.”
"Dao techniques are profound. Some people cultivate for their entire lives without the essence, but they still end up with five drawbacks and three deficiencies.”
Mao Shisan asked curiously.
"Ninth Uncle, I've been hearing you talk about the five drawbacks and three deficiencies. What do you mean?”
Ninth Uncle shook his head and began to explain.
The so-called five stifling and three lacking referred to a fate.
The five disadvantages were widowed, widowed, lonely, and disabled.
The three shortcomings were money, life, and power.
The world had its own rules, which were the so-called "Great Dao" and "Heavenly Secrets"!
Peeping into the heavenly secrets and changing the rules of the operation of things at will would result in punishment from the heavens!
The karma cycle. Forcefully changing karma would also invite disaster.
Mao Shisan was confused.
But he still understood.
Although Dao techniques were very impressive.
However, abusing dao techniques would bring bad luck!
Poor!
Short life!
He would not even have a status…
"Ninth Uncle, I…"
Ninth Uncle sighed.
"Sigh, everything is destined. Everything is karma. This is all your good fortune!”
"I didn't want you to learn Daoist techniques, but it seems like you're destined to become a Daoist today, and I can't change anything.”
"Don't worry, I know you want to learn, so I'll teach you!”
As he spoke, Ninth Uncle got up and walked out of the house, chanting a spell casually.
Countless shadows appeared in Mao Shisan's room.
Some were meditating, while others were practicing.
Some were making hand seals, while others were drawing talismans.
Mao Shisan was dazzled by the sight, he was actually mesmerized!
Ninth Uncle smiled helplessly, closed the door, and went to the courtyard.
These shadows were Mao Shisan's trial.
One was to test his memory.
Let's see how much he can remember.
The other was to test his character.
The phantom would not disappear on its own accord.
If he was immersed in it, the phantom would always exist.
Unless he wasn't greedy and took the initiative to forget the phantom, the phantom would only increase.
And it would become more and more real.
Of course, that also proved that Mao Shisan wasn't suitable to learn Daoist arts, which was a good thing, right?
However, the trial had already begun.
As the saying went, there was no turning back!
Ninth Uncle walked to the courtyard and practiced a set of health exercises.
Her movements were like flowing water, exuding an immortal aura.
It made her look very elegant.
After the boxing session, he stood on the spot to rest.
Suddenly, Ninth Uncle felt that someone was watching him. He waved his hand and summoned the peach wood sword.
He brandished his sword,
A wave of sword qi shot out.
"Ah!"
With a scream, the person who was peeking fell from the wall into the courtyard.
This person was actually the little Daoist who had cheated money from Qin Mu's uncle's house but was beaten up by Qin Mu!
"Ah Fang, what are you doing in the middle of the night?”
Ninth Uncle's attitude was very bad. He suppressed his voice and said.
The young Taoist priest, Ah Fang, had an aggrieved expression.
"Great-grandfather, I just wanted to pay you a visit. I heard the sound of boxing practice, so I leaned on the wall. I didn't mean to peek!”
Ah Fang and Ninth Uncle were indeed great-grandsons and great-grandfathers. However, Ninth Uncle knew that Ah Fang's great-grandson was petty, vicious, and evil. He was afraid that he would bring disaster to the world after learning Taoism, so he did not let him join the Maoshan Sect.
"It's getting late. If there's nothing else, please go back!”Ninth Uncle snorted coldly and walked into the house.
A trace of anger and resentment flashed in A Fang's eyes.
He had come to find Grandpa Zeng to ask him to send someone to deal with Qin Mu, but when he went up Mao Mountain in a hurry, he saw Grandpa Zeng practicing boxing.
Therefore, he wanted to lean against the wall to learn a skill, but he did not expect Ninth Uncle to find out.
At this moment, Ninth Uncle actually gave the order to leave.
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