At noon, the Maoshan sect, also in Jiangnan Province, suddenly welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

It is said that the visitor was filled with murderous intent and fierce momentum. After hearing the news, the Taoist priests of the Maoshan sect came out in full force and guarded the mountain gate with swords, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Senior brother, in our formation, are there any demons and ghosts that are trying to attack the mountain? Who is so ignorant that he wants to challenge our Maoshan sect?"

" He's not a monster, but he's much scarier than a monster! Haven't you heard? It's Yan Shouyi!"

"Yan Shouyi? The God of Death? Damn it, what is he doing in our Maoshan? !”

“God knows, but I heard early this morning that Yan Shouyi compiled a Taoist code of folk religion and passed it on to all the successors of folk sects unconditionally. Now the entire folk sect has It's boiling. They are grateful to Yan Shouyi and look up to him!"

"Ah...brother, our famous sect and the folk sect are like fire and water. Do you think it is Yan Shouyi? We have unified the folk sects, and now we are going to attack the famous sects, shall we attack our Maoshan first?"

"Ahem, cough, cough! Don't talk nonsense... But I'm really a little scared..."
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The Maoshan sect disciples didn’t know why, but nervousness had already spread among everyone.

Not long after, the disciples saw a commercial vehicle slowly driving up to the mountain gate.

After the car stopped, a young man with murderous intent all over his body got out of the car. Some Maoshan disciples who had seen the world quickly whispered that this was Yan Shouyi, the God of Death.

Yan Shou glanced at the gate of Maoshan Mountain, sighed softly, and turned around and shouted:

"We are here."

The people in the car Others also came down, including the still charming Jiang Qingxue, the seriously injured Dog Taoist, Miao Ji and Chang Shan, as well as Lao Jin and others.

In addition to them, there was Han San who was placed in a wheelchair and his face was still pale.

Yan Shouyi and the others were dispatched to Maoshan on this trip, and they took Han San back to the mountain gate along the way.

"Han San, you are home," Yan Shouyi said with a smile, "Don't run around when you have nothing to do. You may not be so lucky to meet me next time."

Han San smiled relaxedly when he recalled the horrific experience during this period.

Judging from his calm appearance, it seems that he has matured a lot after going through this ordeal.

"Thank you for sending me back," Han San said to Yan Shouyi, "I remember the twin cousins ​​clearly. When I recover from my injuries, I will go to Rongcheng to collect debts from you. ”

"Okay, let Xiaolong take you away alone when the time comes..."

Yan Shouyi said Xiaolong's name out of habit, and immediately a smile froze on his face, and Han San was also a little embarrassed.

"You go back, we are also anxious to return to Rongcheng." Yan Shou said.

"Well, see you later."

Han San nodded to Yan Shou, then said goodbye to the others, then pushed the wheels of the wheelchair and slid towards his Fellow disciple.

As soon as he turned around, the wheel got stuck on a stone. Han San tried his best several times, but not only did he miss it, but he also retreated to Yan Shouyi's side.

"What the hell..."

Han San was extremely depressed. He gritted his teeth and pushed the wheel with all his strength.

Then with an ouch, he rolled over.

Yan Shouyi couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward to help Han San up, and then pushed his wheelchair to the front of the Maoshan disciples.

The Maoshan disciples were still on guard against Yan Shouyi. When he approached, everyone retreated out of habit. As a result, there was always a vacuum around Yan Shouyi.

He said helplessly: "Aren't you coming to take your senior brother home?"

Only then did the disciples react and quickly stepped forward to take the wheelchair.

After sending Han San to Maoshan, Yan Shouyi had no worries. He originally wanted to go to Side Temple to have a look, but he really didn't have time.

After landing in Maoshan, they would take a plane back to Rongcheng without any further delay.

But just when Yan Shouyi was about to leave, there was a commotion behind the Maoshan disciples, and then a group of middle-aged Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes came out.

The leader had a mustache and looked a bit like Uncle Ying in zombie movies. Yan Shouyi guessed that this man was Han San’s master and the current leader of the Maoshan Sect.

After all, the temperaments of the two are so similar that the leader might have been a bitch when he was young.

“Yan Shouyi.”

The Taoist priest touched his beard and looked at Yan Shouyi with admiration.

This is the first time the two have met, but both parties have obviously heard a lot of rumors about each other.

According to Yan Shouyi’s understanding, the leader of the Maoshan Sect has a not very elegant name, his name is Mao Xiaosan.

This name is acceptable for a young person, but for a middle-aged Taoist priest, it feels somewhat inconsistent.

Therefore, people in the world generally call him Mao directly.Taoist priest or leader Mao, as for the last two words, try not to mention them if possible.

Seeing the senior, Yan Shouyi took the initiative to salute: "Junior Yan Shouyi, I have met the leader Mao."

The leader Mao waved his hand: "You're welcome. You saved Han San's life, we in Maoshan should thank you."

"Han San and I are brothers, so naturally we will not ignore death." Yan Shouyi said modestly.

Leader Mao took the initiative to show up to talk to Yan Shouyi, obviously not just to thank him.

He had heard the news that Yan Shouyi had compiled the "Ethnic Taoism" early in the morning. He had just heard that Yan Shouyi had visited Maoshan, and he immediately welcomed him out.

"Shouyi, if you have time, you might as well rest in Maoshan for a few days." Boss Mao invited.

Yan Shou shook his head and refused: "Thank you, Master Mao, for your kindness. It's just that I lost a few friends in Changbai Mountain. Now I just want to return to Rongcheng as soon as possible and bury them."
< br />Hearing this, Master Mao showed sympathy.

He thought for a while, walked to Yan Shouyi, and whispered to him:

"Shouyi, I don’t want the two factions to quarrel with each other. Now you After writing the "Folk Religion Taoism", I sincerely hope that you can take up the pillars of folk sects and resolve the conflicts and grievances between the two sects. If you need help, you can contact me at any time. Remember, as long as you are willing , Maoshan will be your forever friend."

Yan Shouyi looked at Master Mao and showed a smile.

Not all folk sects are good people, and not all famous sects are bad people.

It is precisely because of the existence of Master Mao, Abbot Ben Heng, Lao Tianshi and others that Xuanmen has been able to be peaceful and stable for so many years.

Disputes are not everyone’s expectation, peace is the common aspiration of everyone.

Yan Shou clasped his fists at Master Mao and said softly:

"In seven days, when my brother's first seven days are over, I will summon the leaders of all the forces of the folk sects to come together. We will meet in Rongcheng to discuss resolving the conflict between the two factions. In addition, I have another more important thing to announce, and I will ask Leader Mao to help support me then."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

　“I will gather all the strength of both factions to kill one person.”