Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

See Ye Shaoyang nodded, proudly said: "Then I am with you, it is also a second generation disciple of Maoshan. Longyang Daoyou, you should also call me a teacher."

Longyang is a real laugh.

The car drove to Lido Building, Longyang real people parked the car, took them upstairs and entered a venue.

There were dozens of people sitting in the meeting room, like a meeting with the company. There was a podium on the top. There were a few old guys sitting on it, there were rumors, and there were some ordinary people dressed up. There are also cards on the table with their names on them.

Ye Shaoyang swept away. The old men on the rostrum were old, and some of the white beards were old. The middle one was younger and seemed to be forty or fifty years old.

In front of the card is written: Longhushan Zhang Tianshi.

It is Zhang Wusheng. In the past, the Taoist priest Zhang Daoling, who was famous in the world, was a descendant of each generation, and he chose one of each generation to inherit the position of the heavenly master. There is no road number, or the road number is called Tianshi.

The only way to directly use the Heavenly Master as the Taoist name is the supreme glory. Originally there were four families of Luo, Zhang, Ye and Zhong, who were descendants of Luo Gongyuan, Zhang Daolin, Ye Fashan and Zhong Rong.

Later, the other three lost their inheritance. Only Zhang Jia always controlled the Dragon and Tiger Mountain and practiced it from generation to generation.

Ye Shaoyang is a descendant of Ye Fashan. According to the saying, as long as he enters the gate, no matter what position, even a boy, he should be honored as a heavenly teacher, as a ritual of the heavenly master, but because others do not know his bloodlines, and he is promoted to himself. Tianshi plate, so it does not matter.

Next to Zhang Wusheng, sitting in a uneasily young boy, it is Su Qinzhang. He hasn't seen Ye Shaoyang yet, so he has to play with his mobile phone and hide his face.

On the stage, his mana was the worst, and his identity was completely different from that of the others. But after all, he was the representative of Maoshan, so he was qualified to sit on the rostrum, and no one else objected.

In the audience, there are twenty or thirty young people, both men and women, but they are all dressed up as folks. After all, they are contemporary and urban. The young people of Dafang School do not want to dress in accordance with tradition. It is inconvenient and easy. Being noticed, a Taoist or a monk, drinking and picking up a girl fighting, what is too easy to be concerned by public opinion.

These young people are sitting in the audience, smoking seeds and playing with mobile phones, bragging, and doing the same, just like ordinary people.

A bronze gong was hung at the entrance of the venue. The Longyang real person walked over and picked up a boxwood box with a red cloth next to it. He knocked on the gongs and snorted like a bell. The disciples who had whispered their heads immediately quieted down and turned to look at them.

"Maoshan Tianshi Ye Shaoyang, foreign disciple Guo..."

I thought of Longyang’s real human export. I didn’t know the full name of Lao Guo, and I didn’t have time to ask. I changed my mouth and said: “The foreign disciple Guo Daochang, Hong Kong’s famous Yin Yang master, a master of the valley, and the cold, the folk Come to the meeting."

Pony wanted to complain that he was not a folk sorcerer, but in the face of so many people, it is not easy to distinguish, and he is arrogant.

All eyes are on the face of Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang swept away, and many of his eyes were not very friendly, even with contempt. Needless to say, these are the people of Ling Yuxuan.

When Su Qinzhang saw Ye Shaoyang, he immediately saw his savior. He rushed down from the rostrum and ran to Ye Shaoyang with a sigh of relief. He looked at Ye Shaoyang and looked at Yan Lengyu.

"Two brothers, two sisters, you are here!"

"Hey!" The pony laughed. "This kid has a real eye."

Yan Lengyu's face is reddish, but in the face of everyone, it is not easy to attack.

Ye Shaoyang took a shot of Su Qinzhang's shoulder and whispered: "Good brother, you are now a disciple of Maoshan!"

Su Qinzhang was shocked and shook his hands. "I didn't think about it..."

"I said you are, you are!" Ye Shaoyang said, "You go up and sit down, let our brothers go back and talk."

"The second brother, you go to sit, the position must be sitting, I can't!"

"A man can't say no, you are a representative of Maoshan today, come with a placard, go." Ye Shaoyang pushed him and pulled back. "Remember, you represent Maoshan, you are no worse than anyone, speak. What, keep Maoshan majestic!"

Su Qinzhang stunned, nodded hard, and walked onto the rostrum. He was not humble, and he was much better than before.

Ye Shaoyang took Yan Lengyu and others and went to the last row to sit down.

"This kid is good, there is a future." Ye Shaoyang looked at Su Qinzhang on the rostrum and said.

"Is it because of a sentence?" Yan Lengyu said coldly, "You are like Chen Luzhen."

Ye Shaoyang’s scratching head, “Of course not, do you think that my master promoted him so much, just to let him drink tea?”

In the cold heart, I want to say something, another snoring came, turned around and looked at it. The group entered the venue. It was Lin Yuxuan who was wearing a shirt with a sweaty face on his face. Just played with someone.

“Kunlun Mountain Tianshi Lingyuxuan came to the meeting...”

A round of applause and greetings sounded in the audience.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shaoyang had more judgments in his heart, until he listened to the "Four-Nine-day Robbery" that Longyang real people said, and he realized that things were not as simple as they thought:

Ling Yuxuan is not simply coming to catch the demon and find his own fight.

Since the Promise Masters enlightened the heavens, it is proposed to choose the first disciple of the legislative profession. The entire Buddhism and Daomen must be shaken as a major event.

At this time, Kunlun Mountain arranged Ling Yuxuan to make a high-profile out of the mountain. Naturally, it was for this name, so it will be collected all the way to the younger brother. Bring it to the side. Once Ling Yuxuan makes great achievements in the demon, these people must flock to create public opinion and recommend him. Be the first disciple in the magical world.

This is not a short name. If there are four or nine days of robbery, it is inevitable that this first disciple will provoke the girders and order the entire magical world.

Ye Shaoyang vaguely smelled a hint of conspiracy.

Ling Yuxuan saw Ye Shaoyang in the crowd, smiled slightly, walked over and took a cold jade and sat down, watching Ye Shaoyang say: "Ye Shi brother walked very early, I went to the orphanage alone, but experienced a fierce battle."

A fellow next to him immediately flattered: "Ling Shi brother takes Cangsheng as his own duty, naturally hard, unlike some people, come here early to drink tea and pick up a girl, it is comfortable."

When he spoke, he leaned his head, and the pony sat behind him and waved in front of him. He said, "Are you not brushing your teeth, your mouth is stinky, the smell of a toilet, you should find a mask to wear."

The man turned back and said something wickedly: "What are you!"

"Small beasts, who are you?"

"Hey, what's wrong with you!"

The pony reached out and touched his head. "Hey, the beast will talk, how many years?"

Ye Shaoyang snorted.

(Preview: The next few chapters are cold and jealous, and Shaoyang is violent.)