Journey to the West: Start by giving Taishang Laojun a whole life

Chapter 246 The Three Mao True Lords? I remember now, they toasted me before.

Uncle Jiu’s world.

At this moment, Uncle Nine Zhang Tian was still unaware of what had happened. He stared dumbfounded at the portrait of the patriarch in front of him, feeling a buzzing in his head.

Before he could figure it out...

Then I heard a thud behind me.

It looked like something had fallen to the ground.

He turned his head and saw the person who had come. It turned out to be his good-for-nothing senior brother, Wencai.

The other person was also there to feed them.

The main reason is that Uncle Nine's business is very extensive. He keeps a bunch of ghosts at home, including big ghosts, small ghosts, and even a patriarch. Occasionally, there are also a few clients who lie on the board. In addition, there are roosters and black dogs.

There are many kinds of animals that are raised.

Naturally, a large number of people are needed.

Wen Cai was just as dumbfounded as Zhang Tian, ​​even rubbing his eyes in disbelief, "Huh?"

"What's with the 'ah'? Why are you in such a rush so early in the morning!"

Well known.

Morning is the beginning of the day; if the morning is not smooth, the whole day will probably be not smooth.

So, during morning exercises in the courtyard, Uncle Nine, who was practicing Baguaquan, frowned, snorted coldly, and walked over with his thick eyebrows, big eyes, and upright demeanor. "We Taoists must have a broad mind, remain calm no matter what we do, have a broad perspective, and be cultivated... Oh my god! Who did something to my ancestor? Oh my god!"

Uncle Nine looked utterly incredulous.

It was only because he had seen with his own eyes that the portrait of the Maoshan Patriarch, which he usually worshipped, had changed its appearance.

The original founder of Maoshan.

That was incredibly imposing.

Guarding this mortuary, which is filled with extremely yin energy, it can make any unclean or unclean thing detour and dare not steal from the house.

At this moment, the patriarch was leaning back, legs crossed, mouth crooked, looking completely intoxicated, like a heavy opium addict in an opium den, looking ethereal and completely devoid of any semblance of the image of a sage.

Uncle Nine looked on, questioning the meaning of life.

Wen Cai, who was standing to the side, was very curious and asked, "Master, what's wrong with the Ancestral Master? Is he secretly smoking inside?"

Uncle Jiu:......

He was disheveled in the wind.

Don't know what happened.

Fortunately, Zhang Tian spoke up to help the other party out of the predicament. He coughed and made up a suitable reason for himself, "Master, an ancestor came back to my house yesterday and wanted to see if my Zhang family still has any descendants."

"In the morning."

"I also lit incense for the ancestral master, and then it turned out like this..."

What were the ancestors of the Zhang family?
You're...back?

Uncle Nine frowned on the spot, seemingly deep in thought, "Could it be that your Zhang family ancestor had an extremely noble destiny? But that's a matter of life before death. How can a noble destiny in life affect what happens after death..."

He remembered something.

Those with extremely noble destinies.

The incense offered there is more favored and loved by the gods than by ordinary people, but it shouldn't be this incenseful.

"Ah, yes, yes, Master is absolutely right. My ancestor had some connection with the former emperor. I heard he was from the same clan as the Zhang family and did quite well in Heaven. That's why my ancestor was able to descend to the mortal realm and return."

Uncle Nine: The emperor surnamed Zhang is doing quite well in Heaven?

Uncle Nine: !!!
He was momentarily bewildered.

My head is buzzing.

He then had Zhang Tian continue offering incense to the ancestral master, and walked out of the backyard. After a few steps, he called Wencai over and asked him to pick some fresh willow leaves. "There's one more thing, get another ox for your master!"

"Oh, Master, beef is so expensive, and isn't eating a whole cow a bit too much?!"

"Eat your head."

Uncle Nine was somewhat skeptical. So he wanted to use willow leaves dipped in cow tears to see ghosts and ward off misfortune.

Let's see if that so-called ancestor Zhang Tian contacted is a good person or not. After all, ghosts and ghosts are good at deceiving people.

His own apprentice.

Keep a close eye on things and show more concern; you can't go wrong!

Wencai was brought over very quickly.

Uncle Nine secretly placed the willow leaf in the cow's eye, then cast a spell and threw in a talisman. He simply stuck it in front of the cow's eyes and gently touched it, and the world changed color.

This is the method for seeing ghosts.

Also known as the Illusion-Breaking Technique.

Even if those ghosts disguised themselves and deliberately cast illusions, it was difficult to escape them. Most importantly, it took quite a long time.

Uncle Nine's eyes were opened.

Suddenly...

Wow!
A golden legend! It's blindingly bright!!
The moment Uncle Nine opened his eyes.

The Journey to the West Zhang Tian hidden within his body seemed to sense something, and no longer concealed himself, he revealed himself, took control of the body, and walked straight to Uncle Nine.

Some things need to be discussed in person.

To avoid misunderstandings later.

He deliberately made his voice a little hoarse, feigning disappointment, "I never imagined that the once mighty Zhang family would decline generation after generation, disdainful of its descendants! Now there's only one left, almost extinguishing the Zhang family's lineage!"

Zhang Tian found a plausible reason for his journey to the West.

Their descendants are about to die out.

So it's perfectly reasonable that our ancestor was anxious and personally descended to the mortal realm to defy fate and seek a lifetime of wealth and honor, right?

"Moreover, I never imagined that I would actually become a disciple of your Maoshan sect..."

"Maoshan."

"I've heard of it before!"

Uncle Nine immediately adopted a dignified expression, “Old sir, you live in a time long ago and may not have heard of it. Maoshan was founded by the Three Mao True Lords. They do good deeds, accumulate virtue, subdue demons and monsters, and perform many good deeds, thus establishing a great reputation. Now, a thousand years later, it has become a major sect in the world.”

His words were tinged with pride and boastfulness.

Simply because he cares about his image.

Firstly, he didn't want Zhang Tian, ​​the patriarch, to look down on his Maoshan sect.

Second...

Do you know how hard it is to find an apprentice who doesn't hold you back, who studies hard, and who isn't particularly talented?
Don't let them fool you!

"Ok, I know."

Zhang Tian from Journey to the West said calmly, "Back when I attended a banquet in Heaven, the three of them toasted me. So we met once. But I was very busy at the time, with many guests, and they were far away, so I didn't get a chance to talk to them."

He has a senior brother from an outer sect.

His name is Zhang Tianshi.

After several generations of inheritance, the Three Mao True Lords who founded Maoshan came into being.

This is a very high generation.

Moreover, he overtook others by taking a shortcut, later becoming a disciple of the Supreme Master, and now even receiving the title of Xuandu. He is certainly qualified to say such things and is not being presumptuous!
Uncle Nine: Huh? ???

Before he could even react to the fact that his disciple had already been promoted to a higher generation, he heard Zhang Tian continue with his exasperated words, "You're truly a good-for-nothing in the Zhang family! You've been cultivating for almost twenty years now, and you still haven't become an immortal. You're utterly incompetent as a master in Maoshan. You're not even one ten-thousandth as capable as my master!"

Uncle Nine: !!!
"Who is your master, that he dares to speak in such a tone?"

He is not satisfied.

He wanted to see which family or sect this person belonged to, who dared to speak with such arrogance! They actually dared to claim they were ten thousand times better than him!
"My master is Laozi."

Uncle Nine: Oh dear, you're flattering me way too much!

(End of this chapter)