In the eyes of ordinary people, Taoist priests with supernatural powers are immortals. Is there rarely seen immortals appear at the same time, and the residents who got up early to open the door saw a group of Taoist priests coming from the direction of Jinghu Village, and immediately realized that today would be an unusual day.

Xiaoqiu had already gotten up, and after washing himself, he washed his face and combed his hair. After several years of wilderness, the bald man felt deeply uncomfortable with his clean appearance. He grinned every time he touched the water. After looking in the mirror, he was very satisfied. "Brother Xiaoqiu, can you keep the mirror on the table in the future? I can take a look when I can't sleep at night."

In fact, the bald man doesn't need to sleep at all. Occasionally, he will close his eyes imitating Xiaoqiu, and will open it soon, pretending to be yawning when he just woke up. He likes to chat the most, and now he has another one to look in the mirror.

"Okay. There will be guests coming to see you today. You have to tell them the truth and be kind. Do you understand?"

"I understand." The bald man nodded repeatedly, "My father and mother always taught me to be polite. Everyone likes such children, but I have never seen anyone who likes me in the past. They either turn around and run away or hit me with a stick."

"Today's guests will not be afraid of you...and will not hit you."

"I like Pang Shan." Bald man said seriously, "The people around Brother Xiaoqiu are all kind-hearted."

Xiaoqiu smiled. The bald man had only seen Yang Qingyin and Xiao Qingtao, so he came to the conclusion that he was kind-hearted.

With a squeak, the door opened, and a serious middle-aged Taoist priest entered without invitation, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, looking vigilantly while walking, the bronze mirror shining everywhere, and looking at everyone in the room as if nothing had happened.

"A disciple of Pangshan and a mirror." The bald man shouted happily, recognizing the hairstyle of the person.

The second Taoist priest walked in and looked older. He held a copper bell in his hand and chanted something softly in his mouth. His steps were gentle. Xiao Qiu vaguely recognized that he was stepping on the seven-star direction.

"Another disciple of Pangshan, Lingling looks so familiar. Oh, it's a headache. Brother Xiao Qiu, tell him not to shake the bell."

Xiaoqiu didn't say anything, but fortunately, the Taoist priest stopped shaking the copper bell after taking seven steps.

The Taoist priests walked in one by one. The bald man soon couldn't check it out, "Many Pangshan disciples, haha, it turns out that our Pangshan is so prosperous."

More than a dozen Taoist priests, each holding different magical instruments, carefully inspected the house, and then arranged on both sides. A thin Taoist priest walked in, with the same Taoist uniform and the same high bun and long hairpin, but it seemed particularly suitable to put it on this Taoist priest, giving people the feeling that he was a natural Taoist priest.

Without anyone else's introduction, Xiaoqiu knew that this must be a big shot in the precepts department. But he was not the first one. He had met the first one himself at the Laozu Peak.

"Mu Songxuan is also a disciple of Pangshan, his name..."

"His name is recorded in Pangshan's roster, and I saw it. It was next to a ball of ink traces." The Taoist priest's eyes were deep, his tone was calm, and he had no gorgeous words. He did not have a smile, but he brought great comfort to the listener.

Xiao Qiu's panic disappeared for more than half, and he was even a little embarrassed, as if he had accidentally wronged the other party when he said just now, "I... I have nothing to say."

"Please believe in the precepts department. Compared to killing monsters when you see them, we want to know the reasons behind them."

"Thank you." Xiao Qiu suddenly found that he seemed redundant in the room, "Do you need me to go out?"

"That's best, the Precepts Department also wants to keep a little secret." There was a little teasing in the Taoist tone, and Xiao Qiu felt more at ease. At least the Precepts Department would not get rid of bald people just because of the Demon seeds.

Xiaoqiu nodded to the bald man and walked outside.

"Brother Xiaoqiu." The bald man seemed to know that what was about to happen was very important to him, and his voice trembled a little, "Don't go too far, so I can't find it."

Xiaoqiu nodded heavily.

There was actually a group of Taoist priests in the yard, with twenty or thirty people, most of them were relatively young, including Chen Hao, and the other rooms were open, and there was no one inside. The inn was obviously empty.

Chen Hao waved to Xiaoqiu, and the two walked to the corner to talk.

"You shouldn't have brought him back." Chen Hao was straight to the point and tried to lower his voice. The meaning of blame was still very obvious.

"That's Bald, the people from Yelin Town, we have known each other since we were young." Xiaoqiu suddenly felt angry in his heart. Yang Qingyin mocked him, and Xin Youtao and others avoided him. These are all outsiders, but Chen Hao was different. He used to be Bald's best friend.

Chen Hao felt Xiaoqiu's anger, and leaned forward a little, and his voice eased, "I understand your feelings. Bald man is very pitiful. My sadness is no less than you. I took him out of Yelin Town. I am fully responsible for his experience."

Xiaoqiu felt ashamed because he couldn't tell the difference between his anger just because of Chen Hao's ruthless words or jealousy about the differences in their identities. Although he refused the invitation from the second theory of the Five Elements Department, he had to face more difficulties and obstacles than most practitioners afterwards.

"That's not anyone's responsibility. When things happen, no one can do anything about it."

"That's right, it happened. Bald man is now a monster, and he is a monster entangled with the demon species. It's like he can't be resurrected by death. Demons and Taoist dynasties are also hostile. Xiaoqiu, you not only bring trouble to yourself, but also make the Lords and Pang Shan feel embarrassed."

"What's the dilemma?" Xiaoqiu was surprised. "If it was found that the bald man was dangerous... I had nothing to say, and I would do whatever he should do. I just think the bald man was pitiful and I hope he could give him a chance."

An elderly Taoist priest in the yard coughed, and Chen Hao said, "Let's talk later." He hurried back to his original position and stared at the room where the bald man was with his disciples in the same subject. His eyes seemed to see the scene inside through the wall.

Xiaoqiu couldn't understand Chen Hao's words, and saw Yang Qingyin standing not far away, so he walked over and said, "I didn't see anyone from the Five Elements Department."

"They will come later." Yang Qingyin said coldly, as if Xiaoqiu had disturbed her meditation. "The discipline department is so smart, bringing a bunch of little Taoists, and it just happened to take this opportunity to let them learn the undergraduate rules."

"Did I bring the bald man back, making the precepts difficult?"

"It's a bit difficult? I don't know which fool actually let the head leave its name in Pangshan. You have to seize the weakness. If your head is in danger, you have to find a way to remove the demon seed, but your head is just a head. If there is no demon seed, you will die immediately, so Pangshan will leave a killing name. If your head is not in danger, it will be even more embarrassing. The dignified Pangshan Taoist throne actually took in a head as a disciple, and even without Jianggong and Xiadantian, that's a big joke."

"Don't Pang Shan kill his disciples? Why haven't I heard of this rule?"

"This is not a rule, it is a tradition." Yang Qingyin leaned against a pillar, tilted her head and looked at the room where the bald man was in, and her voice was a little disdainful. "No matter how big the disciple made, the most serious punishment was to remove the inner alchemy and the Taoist root. Of course, such a person would not live for a few years, but after all, it reflects Pang Shan's magnanimity, and the nine Daotong is almost like this."

"Chen Xiuwei is also a disciple of Pangshan." Xiaoqiu whispered. Erliang did not make any mistakes, but died at the hands of another disciple of Pangshan.

Yang Qingyin thought for a while before she understood who Chen Xiuwei was, "That boy Shen Geng was punished for thinking about his five years."

"It's only five years." Xiaoqiu said hatefully, trying not to think about what Bald man had at this time.

"You are really unsatisfied." Yang Qingyin looked at Xiaoqiu squintly and suddenly lowered her voice, "Shen Geng was trained as a genius disciple. How much impact did you know if he lost five years? Even so, it was very controversial. Later, Yang Baozhen volunteered to become the capital sect to calm the dissatisfaction of the other heads. Things were not as simple as you imagined, you just didn't know."

Xiaoqiu is a low-level disciple without inner alchemy. Of course, he has no way to understand what happened in the Old Ancestor Fengtai Courtyard, but he knows that Shen Geng, who is thinking about his mistakes, is full of resentment, and he may not be able to reform himself after five years.

"If I had known, I would be punished, why would he still kill someone?"

"If I had known it, did you think the Taoist children would have understood and abide by all the rules of the Taoist dynasty? Shen Geng is the root of the Taoist dynasty. Over the past thousands of years, there have been two such monsters in the entire Pangshan Taoist dynasty. Zuo Liuying and Shen Geng, Shen Geng, were almost afraid to practice in the womb. He was the treasure of the Shen Yang family. He could make mistakes that others could not make. Anyway, Yang Baozhen would plead for him. My aunt, who spoiled her son like an ordinary person, had forgotten that she was a Taoist priest in the star, and she ended up harming others and herself."

"Yang Baozhen is your aunt?" Xiaoqiu knew that my mother and Yang Baozhen were relatives, but she didn't know the specific relationship between them.

"Well, why, are you going to seek revenge on me? You can accompany me at any time."

Xiaoqiu shook her head, "I only seek revenge on Shen Geng."

Yang Qingyin laughed exaggeratedly, which attracted many dissatisfaction eyes, "Then you have to work hard. Shen Geng is not a waste like Guan Shenyue, nor a fool like Tian Qianmo. Even if he has thought about it for ten years, he will still be better than you after he comes out."

Xiaoqiu did not argue, and even he would not believe his meaningless vow, let alone an outsider. Shen Geng was another ancestor peak standing in front of him, which was even taller and harder to climb. His only hope was the words of Meng Yuanhou - as long as you want.

There was a small riot in the Taoist priest standing in the yard. Xiaoqiu looked into the room where the bald man was, but could only see the walls and doors and windows, "What did you see?"

Yang Qingyin looked for a while, "They called out the soul of that head and were observing the demon seed inside. Hey, no wonder the precepts department called all the young disciples. The soul-summoning ceremony is not common."

"Where is bald? Is he okay?"

"He only has one head left. Do you think he has something to do?" Yang Qingyin sighed, "Anyway, he won't die today. He is very lucky. The person who came from the precepts department is Shen Jun, the great law enforcement master, who is known as the most fair person in Pangshan Daotong. Hey, you should hate him too, he is Shen Geng's father."

A group of Taoist priests came outside the inn.

"Unfortunately, Yang Baozhen was sent by the Five Elements Department." Yang Qingyin's tone was cold, she had no respect for her aunt, and even had a hint of hatred.

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