Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

The top of Maoshan Mountain.

Zhou Yun took the three of them with him, and with just a few steps down, he covered countless distances.

Take the last step.

In front of it is a huge square with a gossip pattern in the middle of the square.

Surrounding it is a palace that has been repaired.

Zhou Yun turned his head and took a glance, each of these palaces gave him the feeling of profound dao rhyme.

The scent of incense is extremely strong.

Right in front of the square, there is a large tripod more than three meters high, and in the tripod is a long incense stick that is as thick as a person's waist.

The billowing incense is like the luck of this Maoshan mountain, from this long incense, it goes straight to the sky!
Zhou Yun looked up at the incense and sighed in his heart.

"Mount Mao's luck is like a dragon."

This is not a lie.

The luck that Zhou Yun has seen in the past, the first time he came into contact with Wei Dabang and others, until he saw that the strongest and most incomprehensible was the little soldier.

But like that little soldier, he belongs to the man of destiny.

What is the destiny, appointed by God, with complete blessings, everything you want can be accomplished.

That is to say, three points are destined, and this kind of people all account for that three points.

Therefore, no matter how much Wei Dabang and others struggle, even if they succeed for a while, they are nothing but heroes in the end.

And although that little soldier seems to have a destiny.

But in troubled times, there is destiny from time to time, but there is only one true child of destiny.

In this Gu Cup, hundreds of poisons are fighting for the front, who can be the last, no one can say for sure.

Zhou Yun also couldn't see through it, or only the human will was the only one who made the move.

This is the human destiny that Zhou Yun sees, but the Qimen Dunjiamen is hidden in it, Zhou Yun didn't deliberately look at it.

Until now.

Only then did Zhou Yun truly see the so-called luck.

The luck belonging to Maoshan is so deep that it almost merges with the sky.

"Uncle Master."

Seeing Zhou Yun standing still, Lin Jiu called out a little cautiously.

As for Qiusheng and Wencai, they didn't dare to move after they came up.

Among other things, I have never seen such a big square before.

Zhou Yun, who heard Lin Jiu's shout, withdrew his thoughts and continued walking forward.

soon.

In the square, on the three steps far away, more than ten people can already be seen standing there.

The leader is Mao Xiaofang who is almost similar to Lin Jiu.

Immediately behind him was a young man in his 30s on the left, and on the right was Mao Wu who had met once.

Afterwards, although everyone has never seen it, they are all in the realm of celestial masters.

A group of more than a dozen people were uniformly dressed in white Maoshan Taoist robes, and their aura was integrated with the whole Maoshan.

Zhou Yun was looking at the dozen or so people.

The dozen or so people were also looking at Zhou Yun.

The eyes surrounded by Dao rhyme can't see clearly the joy and anger, but there is a bit of curiosity and kindness when you look closely.

Zhou Yun walked down the three steps.

Lin Jiu dared not go any further because he was far away, and at the same time did not forget to stop Qiusheng and Wencai.

After all, it was the first time in Lin Jiu's life that the elders of Maoshan gathered together.

Behind them, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai glanced at those people cautiously.

Qiu Sheng has already cultivated, and at this glance, he is dripping with sweat.

Each of these people in front of him is an elusive mountain in his eyes, majestic and majestic.

I don't feel anything if I don't have a literary talent, it's just that I'm a coward.

But suddenly Wen Cai tugged Lin Jiu's sleeve.

"Master, the one in front looks similar to you, look quickly..." Wen Cai whispered.

But he didn't know that according to the cultivation of the people present, even a fart could be heard and separated into frames.

Lin Jiu was so frightened that his ghosts froze, and he covered Wen Cai's mouth.

He didn't dare to wave his hand in front of everyone, so he could only sneakily pinch Wen Cai's arm with his fingertips and twisted it hard.

"You grudge, you want to kill me!!"

Wen Cai rolled his eyes in pain, but Lin Jiu covered his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

In front.

Zhou Yun walked down the steps.

"Mao Yun has met all senior brothers!"

Zhou Yun cupped his fists, bowed slightly and saluted.

More than a dozen Taoist priests stood in place and accepted Zhou Yun's gift.

When Zhou Yun arrived at the foot of the mountain, they came out to greet him now.

It is to recognize Zhou Yun's identity as a junior, of course strictly speaking.

Mao Zhen accepted apprentices at the end of his life, this is a predetermined matter.

According to their identities, whether they like it or not, they cannot be changed.

There is no need to deny it either.

Therefore, accepting this gift now is also directly expressing his attitude to accept Zhou Yun as a junior.

Zhou Yun straightened up after saluting.

No matter what his attitude towards these people is, since he came to the door, the courtesy he should perform as a junior will naturally not go to waste.

"Junior brother, don't be too polite, please!" Mao Xiaofang stepped aside and stepped aside.

Zhou Yun raised his head and walked up the steps holding his Taoist robe.

"Lin Jiu." Mao Xiaofang called out at this moment.

Lin Jiu immediately knelt on the ground in front of him, made a Tai Chi seal and said, "Lin Jiu is here."

"You have done a lot of good work in taking care of the younger brother for many years. Tomorrow I will officially promote you as the head teacher of the outer sect. Now take your apprentice down first. Today, the younger brother will return to the mountain, and the Maoshan Dharma meeting will be postponed by one day." Mao Xiaofang said softly.

Lin Jiu didn't respond to these words, and didn't value the status of the head teacher of the outer sect in his heart.

When he got up, he hesitated to speak and looked at Zhou Yun.

"Lin Jiu, go down first, I'm here to gather with my brothers." Zhou Yun smiled, and it was obvious that Lin Jiu was worried about himself.

Lin Jiu nodded hastily after hearing Zhou Yun's words: "Okay."

"Qiusheng Wencai, and you two, don't run around, follow your master." Zhou Yun looked at Qiusheng and Wencai.

"Okay, Master Uncle." Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai nodded quickly.

On the ground, Lin Jiu turned his head and stared. It's okay for the two boys to be rude occasionally at home, but here in Maoshan.

Only then did the two come to their senses, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed again.

Following Lin Jiu, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai went down the mountain to the middle of the mountain.

on the steps.

"Please!" Mao Xiaofang glanced at Zhou Yun with kindness in his eyes, then turned and walked in front.

Zhou Yun raised his head and glanced at the main hall.

"Tianfu Palace!"

The three large characters came into view, and Zhou Yun's eyes were full of surprise.

In his perception, Tianfu Palace is the most powerful place on the top of Maoshan Mountain.

Walk slowly to the gate of Tianfu Palace.

Zhou Yun looked up and saw that the inside of the hall was tens of meters high, and there was a huge statue of a god standing in the middle.

Under the statue are densely packed spiritual seats, thousands of them at a glance.

They are all the elders who passed away in Maoshan, and they were enshrined in Tianfu Palace after death.

On the side, Mao Xiaofang and others have already filed in.

When Zhou Yun was about to go in, he suddenly felt a figure standing beside him, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab him.

In an instant, Zhou Yun frowned.

But he didn't notice any malice in that person, so he suppressed his instinctively restless true essence.

"Snapped!"

A thin hand held Zhou Yun's wrist.

Zhou Yunhui looked up, and the person who came was an old man.

There is no hair on the head, and the sunken eyes appear to be blind.

It looked like a piece of dry wood, so thin that it would fall if the wind blows, holding a branch in one hand and pestering it to the ground.

Zhou Yun took a careful look at the old man, and couldn't help being shocked.

The old man's whole body was completely exhausted, and there was a faint sense of decay.

"Five Decays of Heaven and Man..."

Zhou Yun's heart was shocked. This was the first time he saw someone who was experiencing the five declines of heaven and man.

"Boy, he shot at you!" A hoarse voice sounded.

Before Zhou Yun could answer, the old man held Zhou Yun's wrist and turned it over.

What was exposed was the wound on Zhou Yun's palm.

At the same time, Mao Xiaofang and the others flickered over almost instantly.

They all stared at the wound on Zhou Yun's palm.

"Sure enough!" an elder sighed and shook his sleeves.

Another elder shook his head and said, "At first, I thought that the younger brother hadn't been targeted by him, but now it seems that I have to find a way to help the younger brother avoid this disaster!"

Hearing these words, Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, full of doubts in his heart.

It seems that their focus is on the wound left by the will of the world on their own hands
The old man groped Zhou Yun's wound with his fingers, shook his head and said slowly.

"Don't hide!"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people all looked at the old man.

There was also a trace of curiosity in Zhou Yun's own eyes.

The old man looked down at Zhou Yun slowly.

His eyes were obviously closed, but somehow, a gaze fell on Zhou Yun from between the sky and the earth.

"He has already shot you, it should be a deadly game!"

When the old man said this, his tone suddenly trembled.

Take a closer look at the decayed soul in the old man's body, which seems to be pulling the heavens and the earth to deduce something.

In the end, the old man shook violently.

The rotten air on his body was almost dozens of times stronger and spewed out.

The old man's hand holding Zhou Yun trembled unconsciously.

Until finally the voice returned to hoarse.

"Someone saved you a catastrophe, blocked that fatal situation!"