"Hate it, Jizi, why are you still backing away?" He almost vomited blood.
Three figures ran out from Baiyun Temple: "Master!"
Xuan Chen stared blankly at his three disciples. They seemed to have changed, yet they hadn't changed.
Xiao Yunche disappeared from that day on. His disciples told him that they had seen a madman who looked just like him in a nearby city. He spent all day searching gutters and broken jars for his sacred object.
Jiang Mubai received the order from his uncle-master and traveled around on behalf of Baiyun Temple, mainly to attract visitors and give gifts to his fellow disciples. His uncle-master said that this was like giving a sweet date after giving a stick. The eldest brother was the stick, and he was the sweet date.
Sure enough, the effect is very good.
Since the master came here, he no longer goes out, but often stays in the backyard. He always says that he cannot achieve enlightenment through cultivation, so he might as well take care of the flowers and plants.
As Jiang Mubai grew older, he suddenly understood one day that his master had spent his entire life doing good deeds in order to throw off his identity as an evil cultivator, but his uncle didn't care at all whether he was an evil cultivator or not. He believed that as long as one followed his heart, it didn't matter where he was born, what mattered was what he did.
When going down the mountain, Jiang Mubai passed by Wang Laosan's grave, which was overgrown with weeds.
His disciples asked him why no one came to pay respects at the grave. Jiang Mubai laughed and said, "This man is courting death."
That year, Wang Laosan suffered a loss, but he dared not speak out because he was afraid of the monster in his uncle's hand. He didn't know that his uncle turned around and released the thing. A few months later, Wang Laosan's wife gave birth to another daughter. Wang Laosan went to the pond again with the child, but this time he was not lucky. The monster that had been waiting for him for a long time dragged him into the water.
Jiang Mubai had inquired and found out that after Wang Laosan was hastily buried, his wife died with their daughter in her arms.
Baiyun Temple is now famous. It has gradually changed from being an evil temple that people say raises monsters to a holy place that can even convert monsters.
Uncle Shi is right. As long as your voice is loud enough and your fist is strong enough, no one can say anything bad to you. They may even come to curry favor with you.
The eldest senior brother has now inherited the temple. The master strolls around with the cat demon in his arms all day long, and the uncle packed his bags and left one day. The monsters like Xiaoqing, Lao Huang, Taohua also followed him. According to the uncle, he was going to survive the calamity. Jiang Mubai believed this because in the days after the master came, wherever the uncle stayed, there would be lightning. The uncle was able to escape every time, which was very powerful.
The eldest brother said at the time that it seemed that one should not go too far in practicing evil, and they agreed with him.
After the uncle left, the backyard became quiet for a while. He often heard the master mumbling and cursing the uncle.
It was just that the uncle left behind the master's tablet. However, the master only needed to pick it up and take a look to know that the tablet was written by the uncle himself. However, the master was not angry, but solemnly placed the tablet on a shelf.
The eldest brother perfectly understood his uncle's theory. Although he still looked indifferent, he was much more measured in his actions. Perhaps he was shocked by the way his uncle was struck by lightning. After all, the thunder from heaven was much stronger than the thunder magic he created.
The second senior brother went to other places. As the number of disciples in Baiyun Temple gradually increased, Baiyun Temples were opened in other places, and many fellow disciples were even invited to live there. The second senior brother was almost always busy. Even before his uncle passed away, he praised the second senior brother, saying that this was called expanding influence.
In fact, Jiang Mubai felt that this influence was enough.
"Master." A disciple looked up and asked Jiang Mubai.
"Um?"
"You said before that if you are a parent, you should not travel far away, and if you travel, you must have a plan. I am stupid and didn't understand it."
Another disciple interrupted, "Junior brother, you're too stupid. What I'm saying is that when your parents are healthy, you shouldn't go on long trips without permission. If you do go out, you should inform your parents so they can rest assured."
Jiang Mubai opened his mouth, but held it back. His uncle had said that now that the world was peaceful, it was better to stop fighting and learn something more meaningful. His uncle had left him a handwritten copy of "Saints' Quotations," but the explanations therein were completely different from what his uncle had said, and made much more sense... Suddenly, he saw his uncle's face.
What would have happened to me if my uncle-master hadn't appeared?
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