Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

"This is you?" Zhou Yun frowned at Granny Dunjia.

All the other elders also looked over.

Granny Dunjia clenched her fists without saying a word, staring at Zhou Yun with supercilious eyes.

But You Baiyun couldn't take it anymore, being stared at by so many people, his face was immediately full of tension.

The old man Qimen was really afraid of losing face, so he stopped in front of Granny Dunjia.

"Little Heavenly Master, I'm sorry!"

The old man Qimen smiled cheerfully, and immediately raised his head to look at Mao Xiaofang.

This time when You Baiyun came, don't look at a head teacher coming in person, there are no disciples and no so-called ostentation around him.

But most of the reason for this is that Qimen Dunjia confiscated his apprentices.

On Mount Jia, You Baiyun's generation is a single lineage, and it hasn't been passed down yet.

Therefore, You Baiyun was alone.

But if it is not considered as a living person, the remnant souls of the celestial masters of the past are densely packed on Mount Jia.

Although there is not much strength left.

But the soul of the celestial master should not be underestimated, let alone the large number of them.

At the side, Zhou Yun was thinking about it. Last time on Mount Jia, Zhou Yun saw that there were countless souls of celestial masters hidden on Mount Jia.

Qimen and Dunjia are just one of them.

At this time, recall Maoshan Mao Xiaofang's body melting into the incense.

Obviously, in the Dharma-ending period, each lineage has its own choice of retreat, whether it is conservative, or deeply planned, or other choices.

After all, at their level, they can see farther, understand more, and understand the intention of human will.

Maoshan is fused into the incense, so that the will of the world cannot be peeped. This is the most conservative method.

And Jiashan, the remnant souls of countless celestial masters, may also have some plans.

Of course, Zhou Yun did not know the specifics.

It's just that the souls of countless celestial masters have escaped from the realm of life and death, and have escaped from the heavens without entering the underworld.

"what……"

Zhou Yun couldn't help but look up.

Just at this moment, old man Qimen looked at Mao Xiaofang and cupped his fists.

"Mao Shanzhu, when I come this time, what I'm talking about is what happened last night."

Everyone present looked at Old Man Qimen upon hearing the sound.

"It's not a problem to stand up and talk, Lord Mao, can you find a place..." Old Man Qimen smacked his mouth.

The meaning in the words is obvious, this is to ask Mao Xiaofang to back off.

Mao Xiaofang raised his head when he heard the sound: "I'm sorry, the Fa conference is about to start, all the elders go to work first, what happened last night was too big, don't make any trouble now!"

Hearing the sound, the other elders all stood up.

The old man of Qimen is the head teacher of the previous generation of Qimen. With his status, he is also qualified to come to Maoshan to face the mountain owner.

"Little Heavenly Master, you have to stay too!" Granny Dunjia looked at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun, who was thinking about it, was not surprised by this.

As soon as he entered the door, he directly watched his actions, and even with his feet, he knew that this matter was aimed at him.

Besides, last night's Xuan Kui had a large part of Jin Lai's aura.

Regarding this matter, Zhou Yun also had many doubts in his heart.

a lot of.

Inside the main hall of the ancestral hall.

At this time, Mao Xiaofang, Zhouyun, and Qimen Dunjia were left behind.

You Baiyun stood outside, looking around with a hint of nervousness and fear on his face.

Mao Xiaofang sat at the top, and Zhou Yun was still at the bottom.

As for Qimen and Dunjia, one on the left and one on the right, they were not polite, and sat directly on the original elder seats.

"Little Celestial Master!"

The old man Qimen held his leg with one hand, tilted his waist and looked at Zhou Yun.

"Did you see someone familiar in the scene of the destruction of the world last night?" Old Man Qimen asked directly.

Granny Dunjia stared at Zhou Yun from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that the old man Qimen directly opened the topic, Zhou Yun nodded: "Jin Lai."

"Hi!" Elder Qimen slapped his thigh, seemingly not surprised, but suppressed his emotions until he heard the name before bursting out.

The mother-in-law Dunjia snorted directly: "It really is this little bastard who stole my bullying talisman back then. I didn't expect to cause such a big disaster now."

In front, Mao Xiaofang listened carefully and did not speak, but only glanced at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun naturally understood Mao Xiaofang's meaning, raised his head and said: "I was seriously injured by Jin Lai before and entered the treasure house, and he left a last wish asking me to return the Dunjia Talisman. As for the Deception Talisman, I don't know!"

After speaking, Zhou Yun asked in confusion: "What the hell is the Bullying Talisman?"

Granny Dunjia was about to go into a fit, but old man Qimen stood up quickly to stop her.

"Old woman, it's time for you to restrain your temper. Now our disciples have caused trouble. You sit and sit, and I will tell you."

Old Man Qimen straightened up and sighed.

"The bullying talisman can be traced back to the source of my Qimen and Bagua sects, which is the Book of Changes."

"The Book of Changes is divided into the theory of changes and the number of images. The Book of Changes contains everything. Three talents, yin and yang, five elements, astronomy, xiangshu, geography. Looking at the universe, everything is in the Book of Changes..." the old man of Qimen said shaking his head.

"Hey, how complicated it sounds, you must all sound complicated, right?" Old Man Qimen clapped his palms and looked at Mao Xiaofang.

Mao Xiao was expressionless, without blinking his eyes.

The old man Qimen babbled, looked back at Zhou Yun, and clapped his hands: "Hey!"

Zhou Yun nodded quickly, not because of cooperation, but because he was really curious about the Book of Changes.

Seeing someone nodding, old man Qimen turned his head and continued.

"Ordinary people who come into contact with the Book of Changes don't know half of it at the beginning, but understand the superficiality at the beginning. The more they learn, the more they feel insignificant, and the profoundness of the Book of Changes will never see the end."

"So countless ancestors often still have a half-knowledge even at the end of their lives, but this half-knowledge shows the true meaning of heaven and earth!"

Old Man Qimen took a deep breath and said.

"In order for future generations to comprehend the Book of Changes, they will not grow old and be confused without knowing it."

"That is to separate the two sects of Qimen and Dunjia. Qimen cultivates Taiyi, and Dunjia comprehends Liuren and Bagua. With this as the core, in addition to comprehending other theories."

Zhou Yun on the side was fascinated by the fact that the different veins of Longhu Mountain are completely different, and only then did Zhou Yun understand the true meaning of Qimen Dunjia.

"The bullying talisman is an elder thousands of years ago. When he passed away, he comprehended the true way."

"This way is not the power you understand, nor is it some kind of theory in this world, nor is it the nature of the world in the eyes of ordinary people. This way is beyond that day!" Old man Qimen pointed at the sky with his mouth crooked.

"The theory of the Book of Changes is extremely mysterious, but what that senior saw is the real way!"

Zhou Yun and Mao Xiaofang both looked at the old man Qimen, while his uncle Mao Xing also came with a wooden stick at some point.

At the same time, Mao Xing was accompanied by a man with a cropped cut.

The inch-cut man was about in his early 20s, with a firm face and a solid light in his eyes.

Seeing this man, Zhou Yun immediately remembered the junior who had just entered the celestial master hidden in the Gongfa Pavilion.

It's just that Zhou Yunshi didn't expect that this disciple would be so young.

"This is my little grandson, surnamed Zhang." Mao Xing explained to Zhou Yun.

Hearing Zhou Yun nodded, the young man bent down towards Zhou Yun.

"Uncle Master."

The young man shouted in a low voice, and when he raised his head, a solid golden light flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Yun's eyes lit up when he saw it.

"Golden Light Curse!!!"