I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

However, when we were about to leave, Master Songhe didn't intend to go with us, and sat in the yard and continued to drink.

"Master, won't you go with us?" The slovenly Taoist looked at Master Songhe.

"I won't go. I'm afraid you'll be nervous down there and affect your performance. Master will wait for your good news at home." Master Songhe waved his hand.

"Master, I will be more courageous if you are below, so let's take a look." The sloppy Taoist said pitifully.

"Don't go, don't go, in case you lose the fight, Master will be ashamed, I'd better drink at home." Master Songhe laughed.

As soon as these words came out, the few of us were really depressed, and finally knew why the sloppy Taoist priest was so unreliable, and he was far worse than his master.

Before he even started to do it, he felt that his apprentice couldn't win.

That being the case, we had no choice but to go with the sloppy Taoist priest.

Just a few steps away from here, the voice of Master Songhe came from behind again: "Wait..."

The sloppy Taoist immediately turned around and said happily, "Master, have you figured it out?"

At this time, Master Songhe suddenly stood up, put the wine bottle in his hand on the stone table, with a solemn face, walked straight towards the sloppy Taoist priest, patted him on the shoulder, and said solemnly: My son, I have something I want to tell you as a teacher. No matter what the result of this competition is, don’t take it to heart. The most important thing for a person is the will. Once the will is destroyed, it is difficult to rekindle it. Master knows , you have been very competitive since you were a child, and you also have a strong will to admit defeat. You are a great talent; when a person has a higher mountain in his heart and wants to climb, he will not care about the mud under his feet, so don't worry about it. Climb up the cliff, how can you appreciate all the small mountains? Go, master, wait for you to return triumphantly, and give the teacher a face!"

These words made the sloppy Taoist speak with passion, and said emotionally: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory result."

"Come on apprentice, you are the best!" Master Songhe gave two thumbs up to the sloppy Taoist priest again.

Well, here we go again.

I discovered that the master and the apprentice have one common feature, that is, they are first-rate in lip service, and they are better at fooling each other than the other.

But Daoist Songhe is obviously better.

Really relying on one mouth for everything can fool people to death.

The sloppy Taoist priest was full of passion and confidence by what the master said.

Immediately turned around, and strode us towards the examination room.

Not long after we walked out of Master Songhe's residence, we saw that there were suddenly more pedestrians on the road.

Yesterday, the sloppy Taoist priest took us to wander around in the cave of Maoshanzong, but we didn't see many people.

Today, people here are bustling with each other, all walking in one direction.

The sloppy Taoist said to us: "Brothers, today's martial arts arena is in a square in front of Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, and that's our destination. Let's just watch it then, I'll get a jackpot first. "

"Eighth Master arranged everything for you, and even gave you a paper armor, so you put your heart in your stomach, even if you are not number one, we will still be in the top ten." Gu Haoran comforted.

Even though we said that, several of us were a little apprehensive.

The Maoshan Sect is the number one sect in the world, and none of the disciples who can join the Maoshan Sect is a simple character.

As far as I know, many of the disciples are the children of Maoshan sect's outer disciples. All of them are from a family of cultivation. After being screened by the Maoshan sect, the master had to choose his apprentices himself, teach them in accordance with their aptitude, and impart various skills.

When I first met the sloppy Taoist priest, his skills were not weak, but he was indeed the worst among the group of Maoshan disciples who went down the mountain.

Although the sloppy Taoist priest has the blessings of the eight masters, those Maoshan disciples may have obtained a lot of good things from their elders, so the future is really uncertain, and the outcome is unpredictable.

Not long after, we followed the mighty crowd to a square in front of Wanfu Palace.

Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, referred to as Jiuxiao Palace, is the top palace of Maoshan Mountain. It is located at the top of Damao Peak.

Generally, any major activities held by the Maoshan sect will be held in this square.

At this time, four large arenas had been set up on the square, and the arenas were surrounded by people, most of whom were Maoshan disciples wearing Taoist robes.

There were also some people in casual clothes, probably the parents of the disciples who participated in the competition, and they also came to watch.

This group of people was just like the parents who were waiting for the exam at the school gate during the college entrance examination. They all looked excited and slightly nervous and anxious.

After we came to this square, we waited for a while. At about 02:30, we heard three gongs and drums rumbling, deafening.

The bustling crowd fell silent immediately after hearing these movements.

After the crowd calmed down, not long after, an old Taoist priest wearing a red robe, at least 80 years old, followed by two middle-aged Taoist priests wearing blue Taoist robes, walked up to one of the four arenas On the high platform.

The old Taoist looked like a fairy, walked lightly, and had a very kind face. He held a roster in his hand and glanced at the people in the audience.

With this glance, the crowd who were originally chattering suddenly became silent.

This veteran is a very powerful character at first glance, and he has a feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

"Xiao Luo, who is this old Taoist? He looks very powerful." Gu Haoran carefully asked the sloppy Taoist priest beside him.

"This person is the deacon elder Long Shan of our Maoshan sect. He presides over all kinds of celebrations in the church and the reception of foreign guests." The sloppy Taoist replied in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, the real Longshan gave a dry cough, opened the roster, glanced at it, and suddenly said loudly: "Today, my disciple of the "Chi" generation of Maoshan Sect came back from the mountain after three years of experience. Assess the achievements of the disciples under the sect. Three years ago, a total of 35 disciples with the character "Chi" came down the mountain. What Pindao held in his hand was the roster of those 35 disciples. Pindao called them one by one. , each step forward."