Even the guests present could clearly feel that Qin Yao's status in Wai Mao Zhong had been elevated to a new height.

It can be said that as long as Zhang Siming does not step down, even if he is domineering and evil, Maoshan will probably turn a blind eye!

Compared with the foreign guests, the Maoshan disciples felt more deeply...

Elder Shi Jian himself did not come, but all the disciples of Shi Jian's family came, which revealed a lot of information.

The most important point among them is that Shi Jian was convinced.

In other words, avoid the edge for now!

Eat and drink, the day passes quickly.

Just like last time, the old master stopped all those who wanted to build relationships for Qin Yao, and left the huge Yuanfu Palace to the master and apprentice...

"You are too popular." Sitting at the round table, Uncle Jiu said with worry.

There was another sentence he didn't say: What goes up must come down!

"I know." Qin Yao's cheeks were red and his breath was filled with the smell of alcohol: "I won't live out my life anymore. I'll settle down for a while. If it's not necessary, I won't come here easily again, let alone stay in Maoshan any longer. "

Uncle Jiu took a sip of tea and said softly: "I'm afraid the old master won't let you get what you want..."

"He can't control me anymore." Qin Yao said the truth.

Uncle Jiu nodded: "How's the matter with the Punishment Division? Although borrowed external forces are useful, they are not our own after all, and we cannot put the cart before the horse."

The corner of Qin Yao's mouth twitched: "Looking at what Heavenly Master wants, he is determined to accept me as his sister-in-law. I have already repaid what I owe Maoshan, but it is difficult to repay this favor to him!"

The higher the status of the commander.

This favor becomes more important.

Even if Qin Yao had no idea before, after this celebration, he had some understanding.

"What do you mean by this? Are you still a little reluctant?" Uncle Jiu said, "Why do I feel that you are a little ungrateful?"

Qin Yao thought for a while and said: "Soft rice without love tastes like chewing wax. The key is that I have the right to choose not to eat it."

Uncle Jiu laughed: "This is the first time I've seen such a picky eater even though he's eating soft food. I admire him, I admire him..."

"What are you master and disciple talking about?" At this time, the old master held a whisk in his hand and Shi Shiran walked in.

"Nothing." Qin Yao stood up: "Master, it's getting late. If there is nothing else..."

"Sit down, I have something to do." The old leader waved his hand.

Qin Yao: "..."

"Qin Yao, I know you don't want to be the leader, so I won't force you." After he sat down again, the old leader said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Yao not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but cheered up: "Master, I am worthy of Maoshan."

"Don't be nervous. I know you don't owe Maoshan any debt of gratitude. Maoshan owes you." The old leader said, "I just want to talk to you about the current situation of Maoshan. With your current status, you are qualified to share the same sentiments." Let me talk about this."

"Is it okay if we don't chat?" Qin Yao said, "I swear, there is still someone waiting for me in the back mountain."

"Can we just have a simple chat instead of a lengthy discussion?" the old boss said in a consultative tone.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and said, "Just tell me, I'll listen."

"Do you know why I held the celebration meeting twice?" the old leader asked.

"Improve Maoshan's status in the spiritual world and establish a positive image of a great religion that will last forever," Qin Yao said.

The old master smiled: "Why not be so happy? I guess many Maoshan disciples will think so."

"The simplest and most direct point." Qin Yao raised a finger: "No Neimao ancestor came out to stop this behavior."

The old master was stunned, and a look of sadness suddenly appeared on his face: "Such a simple corner of thinking, but there are still many disciples, even the elders don't see it! I don't know whether to feel sad for them, We should still feel sad for Maoshan."

Qin Yao sighed: "Although I don't want to hit you, this is probably not the worst."

"What's the worst that could happen?" the old leader asked seriously.

Qin Yao thought for a while and said: "The various sects exist in name only, and the sect's residence has become a tourist holy place, with unified management and admission fees."

The old leader: "..."

"What do you think is the way out for Maoshan?" After a long time, the old leader asked sincerely.

Qin Yao paused slightly and said: "Underworld."

"The orthodoxy of the human world..."

"Unless someone can cause the spiritual energy to revive in the human world, the entire world of human cultivation will inevitably decline endlessly until the monks hide in the mountains and seas and cannot see the world." Qin Yao said.

The old boss smiled bitterly: "Originally, I wanted to tell you about Maoshan's current lack of acceptance, hoping that you could take on the responsibility, but now I suddenly no longer feel like it...

I finally understand why you refuse to be the leader. Compared with this position that is destined to decline, you are like a rising sun with a bright future!"

Qin Yao didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, so he could only say softly: "You have done a good job, and the position of the leader is not unbearable. In fact, there are countless people who are desperately trying to sit on it... After all, he has the authority to be in charge of a thousand-year-old religion, and the resources he can enjoy are definitely the best in the world."

"Will you go to the underworld to develop in the future?" The old boss was silent for a long time and suddenly raised his head.

Qin Yao thought quietly for a moment: "Unless something unexpected happens, no. Compared to the underworld, I prefer to be a soul ferryman in the world of heaven."

"Can you promise me something?" the old leader said.

"Maoshan and I complement each other and achieve each other's achievements, just like my master and I." Qin Yao said seriously.

The old master smiled, his face full of folds: "Thank you... Then I feel relieved. I won't feel guilty when I meet all the ancestors and even the masters of the past generations in the underworld."

"You're welcome." Qin Yao said respectfully: "Although I don't owe Maoshan any more, I will never forget that I have been able to go smoothly all the way because of my status as a disciple of Maoshan."

The old master gradually lost his smile and said to Uncle Jiu: "Lin Fengjiao, your contribution to Maoshan is extremely great."

Uncle Jiu chuckled and did not refute.

The father is as valuable as the son.

If Qin Yao could protect the immortality of Maoshan Taoism in the future.

Then his lineage will definitely become the Maoshan orthodoxy.

By then, he will be worthy of the phrase "take all the credit"!

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

This chapter took several hours to write.

The main reason is that after I finished writing, I felt a little uncomfortable when I was reviewing it, so I kept deleting and deleting until I only had about two thousand left. Then I was able to finish it after I worked hard.

It's a little late, I'm sorry~
Chapter completed!