"Shaojian, you are not young anymore, so it's okay to tell you some things, but this is what I can say and you can hear, so don't make a sound everywhere."

The old Taoist priest hesitated for a while, and then he reminded him with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, dad, I'm not a three-year-old child, I won't talk nonsense!" The young man's eyes rolled and he immediately promised.

"It's best!"

"The Maoshan Sect is now far worse than before. Since the corpse of the previous sect was unraveled, it has been in a state of no leader. Our lineage is originally good, with the care of Master Qingyunzi, but since Master Qingyunzi accidentally sat in this Tengteng Town decades ago, our lineage has lost its backer."

"Along with the deaths of the older generation, the deaths and the reversals of the disasters, now I, Maoshan, belongs to Lin Fengjiao's lineage, and there is a master who has survived the world, so resources have always been tilted towards his lineage. My Maoshan has been rules since ancient times, and the head of the sect is not allowed to marry, so you know this."

"I have worked hard to compete for the position of chief sect over the years, but I have been stuck in the level of Master Miaohua and have not been able to get her recognition for a long time."

"Hmph~ She thought I didn't know, she had always wanted to support Lin Fengjiao to the throne. A few years ago, news came from the 20th generation leader who worked in the underworld that we had won a position as a banking class for our Maoshan Sect in the underworld. I have not been able to apply for it over the years. She was just in it, and I'm afraid she wanted to give it to Lin Fengjiao again." A cold snorted, and the old Taoist priest said angrily.

"In terms of qualifications, I grew up in Maoshan. In terms of seniority, I am the senior brother of this generation. In terms of cultivation, I have also become a Taoist real person. Why should Lin Fengjiao compete with me? Could it be that he can't rely on his false benevolence and righteousness?"

"Dad! What is the bank's senior class?" Hearing this, the young man looked puzzled and asked the old Taoist priest.

"Hey... this banking class is a banknote printer in the underworld. This position must be placed a thousand years ago. Even if it was given to me by Maoshan Sect, we would not take a look. But now, we still have to rely on the elders of the masters to work around the underworld to get this small quota. It's really a matter of time."

The old Taoist priest sighed, looking sighing.

"How can a mere underworld money printer be worthy of such a big effort to fight for?" The young man asked disdainfully when he heard this.

"If it were before, it would be worth it. However, with the great changes in heaven and earth, the five declines of heaven and man came, and after the great catastrophe of gods and immortals, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually dried up. Now, even with my cultivation, my life span is not much. The practitioners in heaven and earth can only set up another method and turn to practice the divine way after death. Although this divine way is difficult to be promoted, one carrot and one pit, it is blessed by the power of heaven and earth, and can last forever. As long as the incense is not extinguished, they can live with the same life as the heaven and earth."

"If the spiritual energy is not exhausted, even if the life span is exhausted, you can reincarnate and re-cultivate. With my Taoist practice and the power of my Maoshan Sect, at least half of the chance of returning from the disaster. However, in the current world of heaven and earth, there is probably no hope. Therefore, the position of the divine way is rare and precious. Nowadays, I am not the only one in the world of cultivation. When the various sects compete, it is naturally a situation where there are too many monks and too little porridge. This position has been finally won by my Maoshan Sect elders. If you miss it, it is probably impossible to have the next chance."

"Then...what should I do?" Hearing his father explaining the importance of the throne, the young man immediately became anxious.

"Don't worry... Master Miaohua wanted Lin Fengjiao to take over this position, but I had plans for it." The old Taoist priest sneered and said confidently.

"It's also considered my lineage. The Yinsha vein that Master Qingyunzi discovered in Tengteng Town has been refined by me with corpse qi for many years. Now it is almost mature. I have already communicated with the judge of the underworld. As long as I refine and concentrate this Yinsha vein into Yinsha stone and send it to him, I will be the one who is the senior class of the underworld bank."

"So that's it. This is the purpose of your stay in Tengteng Town, Dad. I said, what's going on? Birds don't poop in this broken place, but I didn't expect this treasure to be hidden." Looking at his father's confident look, the young man also relaxed.

"Yes! This is also the same luck as the times. Who would have thought that in the current environment of heaven and earth, there would be a land vein that was generated and happened to be encountered by Master Qingyunzi. It was also me, Shi Jian, who had this luck." After stroking the three-inch long beard under the jaw, the old Taoist priest looked contented.

"Come with me, today is the harvest period. As long as you take out this Yin vein stone, this earth vein will be completely ruined. Then we will leave here quickly to avoid any accidents." As he said that, the old Taoist priest began to pack up the gold, silver and fine softness with the young man.

For half an hour, the two of them led the way ahead, followed by several strong men carrying loads and heading towards the altar in the back mountain.

Seeing this, Li Yang silently took back the golden centipede and followed the group all the way to the back mountain.

......

In the caves inside the altar, several strong men stood in several corners of the altar, and the young and old Taoist priests sat cross-legged in the center of the black and white Taoist altar and meditated.

"The time has come, the hall is open!"

A quarter of an hour later, the old Taoist priest opened his eyes, calculated his fingers, and stood up from the Taoist altar.

When the young man heard this, he quickly stepped aside to avoid disturbing the old Taoist priest's practice.

"Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling: There are spirits in the corpses, listen to my orders and get up!"

The old Taoist priest stood on the altar, stepping on the Tiangang, and his body was filled with thunder and lightning, as if the Thunder God had descended to earth. In his eyes, the thunder lightning was about an inch long and could not be sucked, and a burning ozone gas came from the air.

"Crazy...Crazy..."

As the old Taoist priest moved, the black soil in the cave suddenly turned up like waves, and rotten corpses stood up from the ground, densely packed with large areas, very scary.

"This..." Even though the young man was cruel, he was still young. Looking at the densely packed corpses, he couldn't help but panic.

"Shaojian, you must remember that the world is not kind, and treats all things as straw dogs. We practitioners of Taoism, at all costs, will do whatever they want to achieve themselves. The people in this world are like weeds. After cutting one crop, one crop will grow again soon. So don't be ruthless and violate the kindness of that woman." Feeling the change of his son's expression, the old Taoist priest's voice was like thunder, and it exploded in the cave, hitting everyone's hearts.

"Yes, I remember, Dad!"

The young man hesitated for a moment, and soon his eyes became firm and he replied.

"How many times have you said that in front of outsiders, you must call me master!" The old Taoist scolded, glanced at the strong men around him, his eyes full of indifference, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Chapter completed!