Three hours later, Li Jiu and others came to the foot of Longhu Mountain. At this moment, tourists were prohibited from visiting Longhu Mountain because the main hall was rebuilt, but only the people from the Taoist sect in the world knew the most.

Li Jiu and the other two came to the lobby of Longhu Mountain. Looking at the statue of Zhang Daoling, the Taoist Zhang Tianshi, carefully Zi Ling found a crack on Zhang Daoling's face and greeted Li Jiu: "Let's look, there is a crack on the face of the statue."

"Is that true?" Li Jiu looked along the place where Zi Ling's fingers. There was indeed a slight crack on Zhang Daoling's face. It seemed that he had been chopped by someone with a sword and then repaired. However, it had not been repaired yet, leaving a very slight crack. If you don't look carefully, you will not be able to see it at all.

Huang Feihong also looked along the point where Zi Ling pointed, and when he saw the crack, he said happily: "Hahaha, it's so cool! The Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain usually know how to brag about Zhang Daoling's name. Now the statues of their ancestors have been chopped up, and they are so embarrassed that they are thrown away."

A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe on the side of the road heard Huang Feihong's words and walked over to point at Huang Feihong and said, "Huang Feihong, don't talk nonsense. That's when our ancestors showed up and promoted the Taoist Dharma to us."

At this time, a young man with a folding fan came over and said, "Zhengsan, is your ancestor appearing? If I remember correctly, it seems that your Zhengyi husband robbed his wife with someone and never robbed her. Then he ran to fight with someone in anger, but he was beaten to the other person and urinated. He also caught up with him. Finally, he slashed the statue of your ancestor with a sword. You Longhu Mountain didn't even dare to fart. I'm right."

The young man shook the folding fan and said as he walked, and when he walked to Li Jiu, he put away the folding fan and bowed, "The 18th generation leader of the Hidden Sect hates Tianshen and see the Prison Office."

As a result of Hatred Heaven, the people around them turned their heads to look at Li Jiu. They originally thought that Li Jiu was the apprentice taken by Huang Feihong, but they didn't expect that they were the new Prison Office. When they saw that Li Jiu was less than 20 years old, they were really shocked.

Then the Taoist people around him bowed one after another and said, "We will meet with the Prison Office!"

Li Jiu looked at the people who bowed and bowed, and felt a little embarrassed.

Qiu Hetian saw Li Jiu's embarrassment and said, "If you have nothing else, please go to the hall first. Everyone has seen the new Prison Secretary, so don't watch it anymore."

After saying this, everyone dispersed. Zheng San's face turned a little blue. He was the master of Longhu Mountain. Why did he let this Qiuheng become the master now? Zheng San was trembling all over, and his eyes were blazing fire.

Li Jiu looked at Qiu Hentian and said, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Qiuhentian said: "Maybe I don't know that the Yinmen was founded by your Prison Office in the Ming Dynasty. The purpose is to maintain the Yin-Yang Order of the World. Now that the new Prison Office is in charge, we naturally have to support the Prison Office to open the way for you."

Li Jiu said: "Then are you here to participate in the competition too?"

Qiu Hetian said: "No, they thought that Master Judgment, you don't come back, so they asked me to be the referee. Now that you are here, you are naturally the referee."

Li Jiu said: "What is the cultivation level of Taoist schools now?"

Qiu Hetian said: "There are many mages, and there are a few sects of Tianshi, but it is not ruled out that there are a few old people. But the problem is not big. Your grandfather, the former Prison Office, once warned those old people that they should not take action easily. Now Taoism is basically a competition among the younger generation of disciples."

Li Jiu said: "Then what kind of cultivation are you now?"

Qiuhentian said: "I am a little ashamed. I have just touched a little threshold now. There is still a long way to go before I reach the height of the Prison Division."

Li Jiu said: "Then is anyone from your Hidden Sect here to compete?"

Hatred Heaven said: "Yes."

Li Jiu said: "Where is it?"

Hatred Heaven said, “Aren’t I?”

Huang Feihong looked at Qiu Hei Tian and said, "You go? If you go up, we will be more excited. Just give the first place to you directly."

Qiu Hetian looked at Huang Feihong and said, "You are the one Huang Feihong in Maoshan who has no cultivation skills and uses talismans to make up. Tsk, you are thirty years old and have not yet reached the Heavenly Master. It's really tragic."

Huang Feihong was a little angry and said, "What can you do when you get to the Heavenly Master? What if you are a fighter of the Five Slags?"

Qiuhentian said: "Will I know if I am fighting against Wushao then the game? Don't worry, I will definitely be good to you."

After saying that, a bell came from the hall, and Qiu Hetian said to the three of them: "The competition is about to begin, let's go in quickly."

Li Jiu nodded and walked in with Qiuhengtian.

Along the way, Taoist people greeted Li Jiu countless times, and they probably meant to please Li Jiu. After all, their backing is in the underworld, and their official positions in the underworld can be side by side with the King of Hell. If you please, you will never suffer any losses.

Li Jiu came to the martial arts show and looked at Zheng San in front of him.

At this time, Zheng San was wearing a Taoist robe and looked energetic and said, "I am very happy that this Taoist competition that once every fifty years will be held in our Longhu Mountain this year. As the organizer, I solemnly welcome you all. Now I announce that the competition has officially begun."

After saying that, there was a burst of applause from below, and Li Jiu also applauded.

Just as he opened his hands, the applause from below stopped instantly.

Zhengsan said: "Next, please invite our referee to the stage. The first one is Zhengyi, the head of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Tianshi Sect."

Just as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with silver hair in a white Taoist robe walked up and waved his hand toward the referee's seat.

A Taoist was wearing a white Taoist robe, with silver hair on his head, and a handsome face like a cream boy.

Huang Feihong said: "Why is this old man getting younger and younger as he grows older?"

Zhengsan continued: "Next, please invite the second one, Master Chong Xuzi, the head of Maoshan sect."

Just as the third one finished speaking, a Taoist priest who looked a little ragged from the audience, was still holding a chicken leg in his hand and gnawing.

Li Jiu said to Huang Feihong: "This is your master."

Huang Feihong nodded and said, "Yes, don't you pay attention to his image, but the Taoist Dharma is high."

Li Jiu said: "Are you two coming to Maoshan?"

Huang Feihong blushed a little and said, "It was because we didn't have enough funds before, so we didn't have the money to practice Taoism and accept disciples. Now that I have money, my master doesn't want to accept disciples anymore, so there are only two of us in Maoshan."

Li Jiu and Zi Ling also smiled. They really couldn't imagine that there were only two people in Maoshan, the famous Maoshan in the Taoist sect. If their Sanmao ancestor knew about it, would a thunder come down to kill them?

Zheng San then read the names of several people, and finally said: "Next, please invite the Prison Secretary of the World, the Underworld, and the Prison Secretary Li Jiuli Prison Secretary appeared."

Zi Ling said to Li Jiu: "It's your turn, go up."

Qiu Hetian also nodded to Li Jiu.

Li Jiu got up and walked towards the stage. He walked to his seat and sat down.

After watching the referees arrive, Zheng San said, "Since our referees are all here, I will officially announce that the Taoist competition will officially begin."

Thunderous applause rang out from the audience.

Zheng San waved his hand and said, "Next, please invite the disciples participating in the competition to draw numbers on the stage and hold a formal competition tomorrow."

Then two disciples brought out a box and placed it on the stage.

Zheng San walked to the box and said, "Please come and draw the competition for young rookies, and the same number is the opponent."

Then some men and women walked upstairs to draw their license plates one after another, and Huang Feihong also walked upstairs and touched one.

Huang Feihong opened the note and said, "No. 5, it happens to be the last game tomorrow."

Qiu Heentian walked over and looked at Huang Feihong's note and said, "That coincidence, I am the fifth one too."

Huang Feihong said: "Come on your own, you lost in the first game. I don't know if you can advance."

Qiuhentian said: "Aren't you very confident? I'm just a fight with five scumbags, you will definitely advance."

Huang Fei's face was a little red. After all, the cultivation level of the Tianshi Master was so good that no matter how hard he fought against Wushao, he was better than him. He felt a burning pain on his face.

Zhengsan continued: "Since everyone has chosen their license plates, the competition will be ten days, and tomorrow's competition will be from No. 1 to No. 5. Please go back and have a good rest. I wish you a victory."

After saying that, Zheng San turned around and said to the referee on the referee's seat: "Fellow fellow Taoists, the competition will start tomorrow. Longhushan has arranged a room for you. Please rest well, and the competition will officially begin tomorrow."

Li Jiu took Zi Ling back to the room arranged by Longhu Mountain, took a look, and said, "This Longhu Mountain is quite rich, the room is so well decorated."

Zi Ling also sighed and said, "I am indeed rich, and even the walls are inlaid with gold."

Li Jiu walked to the wall and said while slashing, "Hurry up and pick a few down. This Longhu Mountain is so rich, take him a few dollars of gold."

Zi Ling looked at Li Jiu speechlessly and said, "Can you not be so embarrassed?"

Li Jiu stopped the movement in his hand, took out the teapot and brewed a pot of tea and said, "I am the Prison Office. I have money, isn't it just gold? My family still has 100 million yuan, and Brother Jin doesn't like this little gold."

Zi Ling covered her forehead. If it weren't for the lack of others here, Zi Ling would never have said something to Li Jiu, because it was too embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)
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