I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 304 By the Order of the Buddha of the Ten Directions (4000)

"Shh."

Before Qin Yao could figure out how to reply, a majestic sword energy suddenly descended from the sky, manifesting in midair as a young man with a temperament as sharp as a sword.

The man was dressed in black, with black hair, black eyes, sharp eyebrows, a face like a crown of jade, and a voice as clear as spring water when he opened his mouth: "Bashu swordsman Ye Baimei, by the order of the Holy Maiden of Montenegro, congratulates Mr. Qin on his success and presents a congratulatory gift .”

"Bashu Sword Immortal Ye Baimei!" Someone murmured.

The eyes of more famous disciples are shining, like a star chaser seeing an idol!
China's Bashu has steep mountains and abysses, and the terrain is peculiar and dangerous. Since ancient times, countless strange men and swordsmen have appeared.

With the goal of longevity, they eat and sleep in the open, sneak among the mountains, and practice kung fu with the essence of heaven and earth.

Thousands of years ago, Mount Emei was honored by Mount Emei. Later, the Shushan Alliance headed by Emei was destroyed by the Gorefiend, and the remaining people gathered together, with Mount Emei as the main peak, forming today’s Mount Shu. group.

Thanks to the advantages of the innate environment and the support of the upper world, Shushan is now one of the best famous teachers in the entire practice world.

Under the brilliance of the Shushan School, there is no weak person who can make a name for himself. The sword fairy Ye Baimei was famous three hundred years ago. !
"Whoosh..."

In mid-air, Ye Baimei waved his sleeves, a stream of light landed, and manifested in front of Qin Yao into a book. On the dark blue cover, four large characters were neatly written: Liao Wang Poems.

"The Poems of the King of Liao!!!"

Beside Qin Yao, the old master grasped the book in his hand, his eyes were full of joy.

There used to be eight treasures in Maoshan, namely jade seal, jade kui, inkstone, jade talisman, a volume of "Poetry Bamboo of the Liao King", a sword of Jing Zhenyu, twelve scrolls of "Shangqing Dadong Juan Poems", Twelve axes of "The Secret Record of the Great Cave in the Shangqing Dynasty".

Probably due to the war, all the last four treasures were lost... just now the sword demon sent Jing Zhenyu's sword, and now the sword fairy brought the Liao king's poem slips, and the two treasures returned to the mountain in an instant, as the master, he was not overjoyed He was already trying to restrain himself.

Qin Yao didn't know what Liao Wang Shijian was, but just judging from the performance of the old head at the moment, this thing might not be a vulgar thing...

"The congratulatory gift has been delivered, and I will take my farewell."

The swordsman numbly cupped his hands, as if forced to do business, and then disappeared.

"Qin Yao, these Liao King's Poems..." The old headmaster laughed with a sword in his left hand and a book in his right.

The corner of Qin Yao's mouth twitched: "Is it also a lost sacred object in Maoshan?"

"That's right, that's right." The old master looked at him with bright eyes, full of hints.

Qin Yao turned a blind eye to the hint and looked up at the sky.

For some reason, he felt that this matter might not be over yet!

"Bang~"

Just when the old master was about to point out this miser, a crisp knife sound suddenly sounded in the sky. Looking up, he saw someone coming with a knife, and the knife seemed to tear the void.

"I, Guan Jinfei, by the order of the Saintess of Montenegro, congratulate Mr. Qin on his success and present a congratulatory gift."

"Crazy Sword Guan Jinfei." In the crowd, those practitioners who were shocked back and forth were speechless, but the other party's title suddenly popped up in their minds.

The corner of Qin Yao's mouth twitched, and he asked, "Could it be that what you brought is also a sacred relic from Maoshan?"

Guan Jinfei grinned, flew down the magic knife, raised his hand and summoned a bunch of things, and put them into the arms of Qin Yao with a blank face: "The twelve scrolls of "Shangqing Dadongjuan Brief Poems", I wonder if they are your sacred objects."

"Yes, yes." Before Qin Yao could speak, the overjoyed old master could no longer hold back.

There are three pieces, the four lost treasures are back and three pieces are back, will there be any more in the future?

Thinking of this, the old master couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Only one thing is missing...

Guan Jinfei glanced at the old head, as if he heard his inner voice, he chuckled, "I won't disappoint you."

After finishing speaking, he raised his footsteps, and the magic knife came to his feet with a divine glow.

"Mr. Qin, my subordinates will leave."

"Subordinate???" Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes as he watched Kuang Dao's disappearing figure.

Under the repeated interruptions of Sword Immortal and Crazy Saber, the old headmaster had long forgotten the initial question, fixed his eyes on the blue sky and white clouds above his head, silently waiting for a consummation.

"Amitabha."

To everyone's surprise, with a deafening sound, an old monk with white beard and hair stepped into the void and came slowly.

Heroes from all walks of life, the young monks didn't know who the old monk was, so they didn't make any noise.

But the old head who held the sword and the book widened his eyes, and said with a rare gaffe: "Master Miaofeng?!!"

Most of the monks that young people can come into contact with today are monks from the Qing Dynasty. There are monks from the Ming Dynasty who died or lived in seclusion, and few of them were active in the world.

And this divine monk who came from the sky was a divine monk who was active in the Ming Dynasty. ".

Now that the Ming Dynasty has gone far, all the legendary characters have gone into seclusion. The old head didn't expect that one day he would meet the eminent monk of the Famen that he had seen in his childhood!

"You are the current head of Maoshan?" Miao Feng smiled.

"Junior Chen Qingyan, pay my respects to the old senior." The old master saluted, but he couldn't help but think in his heart: the first three are nothing more than the first three, but the Black Mountain Saintess can actually instruct Master Miaofeng? ? ?

This is unimaginable!

"Not bad." Miao Feng took a deep look at him, praised him, and then looked at Qin Yao: "You are Qin Yao layman?"

Qin Yao: "???"

Why is this old man so polite to me?

"Junior Qin Yao, pay homage to the master." With deep doubts, Qin Yao bowed and saluted.

In his opinion, the head of his own family has to bow his hands and salute, saying that he is a senior. A little casualness is no different from arrogance, and it is better to be more steady.

Unexpectedly seeing him saluting, Miao Feng's expression changed, and he avoided subconsciously, saying repeatedly: "No, no..."

Qin Yao: "???"

What's wrong?
The old master: "???"

I can salute, but can't he salute?
In other words, am I not as good as him?

As for the others, they were even more confused.

This kind of thing beyond their cognition made them almost lose their ability to think.

"The poor monk was ordered by the Buddha of the Ten Directions to congratulate you, layman, on your success." Miaofeng clasped his hands together and said politely: "You are a friend of the Buddha of the Ten Directions. The poor monk dare not disrespect you. Not to mention asking you to salute."

Qin Yao: "..."

The old master: "???"

Besides the Montenegrin saint, what other Buddha did he know? !
Shi Jian suddenly panicked.

This is a saint and a Buddha, which is a bit scary.

A mere person... No, it seems to be a geologist, but it's strange that a mere geographer can come into contact with this kind of existence, isn't it?
In fact, he was not the only one who panicked, all the Maoshan disciples who belonged to his camp panicked.

This unfolding is so fucking scary!
How many things did Qin Yao do behind their backs?

How many other scary secrets does he hide?
Looking across the panicked faces of the Shi Jian faction, the complex face of the old head, and the stunned audience, Qin Yao really wanted to say that I am not familiar with Shifang, but reason told him that if he said so, Not only will no one believe it, but everyone will think that he is pretending.

The Buddha is idle, so he specially finds someone to congratulate an unfamiliar person!
"This is a congratulatory gift personally found by the Buddha of the Ten Directions." Miao Feng took out a bunch of things in his hands, like a mad knife, and put them in Qin Yao's arms: "Congratulations to Layman Qin for joining Fengdu."

The old head stretched out his head to take a look at the pile of things, and his heart was suddenly ecstatic.

Done.

Done.

This is complete.

The four treasures that had been lost were found during his tenure as the head...well, they were sent back, what is this?This is obviously his merit!
Even if he resigns on the spot now, he doesn't have to worry about his reputation before and after.

Turning his head and taking a deep look at Qin Yao, the old head confirmed his thoughts again: If this guy is not the head of Maoshan, it must be the loss of all Maoshan.

For the benefit of Maoshan, and for the foundation of the patriarch, he deserves to be the leader, and he deserves to be the leader if he is not... Want to run away?no way!

"Thank you, Master Miaofeng." With a long breath, the old master saluted again.

Miaofeng smiled slightly: "I'm just an errand monk under the seat of the Buddhas of the ten directions, so I don't deserve such a big thank you. If you want to thank you, thank you layman Qin."

The old master: "..."

Let me bow down to a disciple and grandchildren, Master, are you serious?
"By the way, the Buddha of the Ten Directions also said that you should go to the Western Paradise to find him when you have time. He also wants to come to you, but it is too troublesome to go down to earth." Miaofeng stepped on the void, slowly rose, and faced Qin Yao Said.

Qin Yao: "..."

Let me go to heaven?
This Nima thinks highly of me too.

Even if I hang up, I will go to hell!

"Layman Qin, farewell." Miao Feng smiled slightly and waved his hand.

As for saying yes to the old head... a junior, he really is too lazy to waste his time talking.

"Goodbye, master." Qin Yao bowed subconsciously, but fortunately he reacted just as he lowered his head, stood up straight, and responded.

After Miaofeng left, there was a long silence outside Yuanfu Palace, until Qin Yao raised a bunch of scrolls in his arms: "Master?"

The old master woke up like a dream, put away the books and sword in his hands, raised his sleeves and brushed Qin Yao's chest, and the pile of scrolls disappeared without a trace.

"Please all comrades as witnesses." The old master shook his sleeves and cupped his hands towards hundreds of monks: "In the name of the master of Maoshan, I give Qin Yao the highest authority over Wai Mao!"

Beside the old head, Shi Jian's pupils shrank, but he could only silently clenched his fists.

The credit for bringing back the four holy relics is too great, and it deserves a supreme authority.

Although he was unwilling, he had to obey!

From an inconspicuous position, Uncle Jiu looked at this scene with eyes full of smiles, and wanted to hum a tune in his heart, but fortunately he didn't fall into a state of ecstasy, and finally forcibly held back.

Perhaps this is the mentality of being a master (father). When you get older, your child's glory will become your own glory.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was night.

In Yuanfu Palace, Uncle Nine sat beside Qin Yao, watched him gobble up his meal, and couldn't help saying: "Eat slowly, no one will grab it for you right now."

In fact, no one robbed him during the day, but since the four hermits sent the Four Treasures of Maoshan, no matter the monks of the same sect or the disciples of other sects, the desire to have a relationship with him is about to explode. Five hundred people came to toast to him, they really drank from morning to night, and almost died of drunkenness at the dinner table.

Even being able to eat something so clean at this moment is not because those crazy guys are willing to let him go, but because the old head forcefully announced the successful end of the celebration after seeing dark, and brought a group of high-ranking outsiders to see him off. After teaching everyone, the Yuanfu Palace was emptied, giving Qin Yao a chance to breathe.

"No one asks you if you are poor in the downtown area, but if you are rich, you have distant relatives in the mountains. It's so realistic." Qin Yao said indistinctly, taking a bite of a small chicken leg.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help laughing: "Who made you show off so much today? You are a saint and a Buddha. It can be said that among all the people present today, none of them can see the gods and Buddhas with their own eyes."

When mentioning this, Qin Yao was speechless, spat out a bone and said, "Would you believe me if I said that I didn't know beforehand?"

"I believe it." Uncle Jiu said without thinking.

"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed across Qin Yao's face, he didn't even bother to eat, and turned to look at Uncle Jiu: "Based on the trust between master and apprentice?"

Uncle Nine: "Based on your perception of being stingy! Considering your stingy personality, if you knew about it in advance, you would definitely be rich and silently swallow those four treasures."

Speaking of the four treasures, Qin Yao suddenly felt distressed: "Xiao Zhuo, alas... prodigal girls."

"Snapped."

The corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to twitch his arm heavily: "You know what a fart, in fact, if you make money, you don't lose money."

Qin Yao blinked: "What do you say? Will the master reward me afterwards?"

"Do you know what the head of the sect meant during the day with the highest authority?" Uncle Jiu asked back.

"Lawless, do whatever you want?"

Ninth Uncle: "???"

"It means that if I pee on the statue of the patriarch, the head will only think that the statue of the patriarch has been misplaced?" Qin Yao tentatively asked.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Are you his father?
If it were his son, he would have to greet him with a big mouth!

"Slightly weaker than this?" Looking at his expression, Qin Yao knew that he was thinking too high, so he had to lower the standard: "Can you beat the elders of this sect at will?"

"Who do you want to beat?" Suddenly, Chen Qingyan, dressed in a big red robe, walked in.

"Master." The master and apprentice hurriedly stood up and saluted.

The old head waved his hand: "There is no need to be polite, after all, which elder do you want to beat?"

"Shi Jian." Qin Yao said without thinking.

"Can you beat him?" The old head was skeptical.

"Group fights, sneak attacks, definitely possible." Qin Yao looked confident.

The old master: "..."

Group fights are fine, but you still sneak attack...

Do you want to be shameless? ? ?

"No, you can't do that." The old master stared at him for a while, but the more he watched, the more he felt uneasy, and threatened: "If you dare to do this, I will punish you."

Qin Yao looked annoyed: "Unload the mill and kill the donkey, you..."

"Shut up." Uncle Jiu kicked him, admonishing him, "Don't be disrespectful to the head."

"Lin Jiu, there's no need to go online. If he's submissive and doesn't dare fart in front of me, I won't value him so much." The old head said with a smile.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Then I go? ? ?
(End of this chapter)