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Chapter 520: The Hidden Race

The person who spoke was an old man in the middle. The old man looked in his eighties or nineties, with a pale complexion, his eyes slightly closed, his head was covered with white hair and a little messy. He was wearing a yellow robe, with half of his hair lying on the top of his head and the other half falling behind him, holding his hands together and placing it in his dantian.

Behind the old man, a pillar as big as a gong and a drum stands tall, beside the pillar is a crutch, and a large gourd is hung on it.

Zhuge saluted the old man sitting while walking. It took him more than ten minutes to walk along the way.

"master…".

Zhuge walked to the old man who was talking, immediately crawled on the ground, shouting respectfully.

Hearing the sound, the old man seemed to wake up from his sleep, his body trembled, and a layer of white gray was bounced off his clothes.

Then the old man opened his eyes slowly, his turbid eyes, without any turbulence, like an ordinary person.

"Zhuge, what's the matter?"

The old man made a faint voice, his voice a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and as if he had no feelings at all.

"Xiao Yu, the successor of Maoshan, has arrived at the alliance today. The other party has a treasure of Taoist sect, which is related to the rise and fall of Taoist sect, so I came to ask for advice."

Zhuge was still crawling on the ground, his voice full of respect.

"The most treasure of Taoist sect? Get up and talk."

The old man's eyes lit up and he raised his hand. Zhuge's body immediately sat up uncontrollably.

Zhuge bowed his hand, then looked around, whispered Xiao Yu's story, and then looked at the other party.

When the old man heard this, his expression changed again and again. Even the other old men next to him couldn't help but open their eyes.

"The Taoist weapon is indeed the most treasure of the Taoist sect, but since it is Xiao Yu's thing, it belongs to Xiao Yu. As for other things, Xiao Yu gets it, that is his luck, and we cannot impose intervention."

After pondering for a while, the old man said in a deep voice, then looked at the two old women next to him.

"What do you think?"

The two old women next to them looked old, with deep wrinkles on their faces turning black, like knives, and their hair was scattered on the top of their heads like dead grass.

"The other party not only has Taoist weapons, Yinyang Peach Wood Sword, but also has the protection of the Ghost King. Such a person must not be a mortal. Could it be the children of those hidden families in China?"

An old woman frowned.

"It is very likely that those hidden families often let their disciples come out to make trouble. How could this hidden tribe have Maoshan people?"

Zhuge knelt beside him, listening to the stories of several old men, but he didn't say anything!

Although he is the leader of the Exorcist Alliance, he is a junior here. Because the people sitting here are all former leaders, he is like a child here.

After hearing the old woman's words, the old man looked at Zhuge again, "Zhuge, do you know the origin of Xiao Yu?"

"The disciples have investigated it clearly. Xiao Yu came out of a place called Shimo Village, Gansu Province. Both his parents were disabled. Xiao Yu's grandfather was named Xiao Shi, who was the head of Maoshan. After Xiao Shi's death, Xiao Yu inherited Xiao Shi's mantle and is now the head of Maoshan."

"The head of Maoshan?"

Several old men looked at each other and didn't say anything. After a while, Zhuge's master said, "Since that's the case, he shouldn't be from the Hidden Clan. I didn't expect that such a junior would appear. It's really a blessing for me to be in China."

Master Zhuge said with emotion, then asked, "Zhuge, you come to me not just for this, right?"

"Yes, after seeing Xiao Yu, my disciple saw his destiny, but his destiny was vague and he could not see through it, so I asked the master if he wanted to check if Xiao Yu was a destiny."

"Destiny?"

The old man smiled and then said, "No need. Since you can't see through it, it means that Xiao Yu's life has a lot of time, so we don't have to worry about checking it out. Just promote it well. As for other things, you can do it."

"Also, Elder Long's life has come to a point where he needs new people to come down to take over the pillar. Be careful, it's probably six years left."

After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes. The other two old women also shook their heads, then closed their eyes slightly and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Zhuge bowed to the old men and then slowly retreated.

In the underground hall, it became quiet again, with only the bright crystals around it emitting a faint white light.

Zhuge appeared in the bookstore again, pulled out a few books and retreated. After quitting the attic, the other party reached out and slapped a stone lion's head. The stone lion immediately rotated. It was originally head towards the stone gate, but now its butt was facing the stone gate.

The moment the stone lion turned his head, it seemed as if he had touched some formation. The book building gradually became blurred and finally disappeared. The original book building was empty, with the ground full of weeds and gravel.

After Xiao Yu returned to the hotel, he chatted with his parents for a while, then went to find Lao Bai and told him that he would go to Antique Street tomorrow to visit the old man from Paper, and thank him for his life-saving grace.

In another hotel in Beijing, several Taoists of different ages were gathering together, holding red wine glasses in their hands, and were drinking.

"Master Liu, are you sure you want to bet?"

A middle-aged Taoist asked with a playful smile on his face.

"Yes, I want to bet. I heard that the Maoshan Taoist is only in his twenties. Such a treasure is in his hands. It is a secret bead. If I get it, I will definitely be like a tiger."

The young Taoist shaking his wine glass and said excitedly.

As for the other Taoist priest around him, he shook his head, "Although the Taoist Maoshan is young, he is a member of the alliance after all, and the leader has issued a ban and is not allowed to cause trouble for the Taoist Maoshan. If you do this, aren't you afraid that the alliance will punish you?"

"If you punish me, I will be punished. What are you afraid of? Even if it is a hundred punishments, as long as you can get the treasure, it will be worth it."

The young Taoist had no fear on his face, and he still looked eager to try.

"Okay, Master Liu has the courage, so let's help you together, but this reward..."

The middle-aged Taoist rubbed his fingers and made a move to count money.

"Hehe, of course, as long as you help me, I will definitely give this money. Wealth and honor are in danger. I heard that the Taoist of Maoshan is going to find ** on the sea. I have already started preparing the ship. At that time, brothers and I have to help more."

The young Taoist looked confident and continued to say, "It's not OK to rely on us, so I will contact some Taoists who are not in the alliance, and some killers, so I will ask them to board the boat with us. This time I must succeed."

The young Taoist had a little crazy on his face, and although the two middle-aged men were laughing apologized, they were laughing unnaturally, and there was a faint sarcasm deep in their eyes.

The news that Xiao Yu had a Taoist weapon swept through the alliance like a strong wind. Even some foreign missionaries knew about this. At the same time, monks, Taoists, and Western missionaries began to prepare.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xiao Yu's trip to sea this time is the best opportunity. As long as he goes out to sea, his life will become low. No matter whether you are a noble son or a bureaucratic family, if you fall into the sea, it will turn into a pile of bones in less than an hour.
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