The Supreme Martial Arts Master in the World of Nine

"As expected of a combined world, even Master Xu has appeared now," Zhao Yi thought to himself.

"Ah Yi, Master Feihe and your Master Qianhe are twins, both experts of our Heavenly Dao Sect," Uncle Nine said with a smile.

This "Maoshan True Fire Technique" is Master Feihe's specialty.

Even Uncle Nine only learned a small part of it from his master back then.

I didn’t expect Master Qianhe to be so generous and give it to Zhao Yi directly.

"My younger brother Qianhe went to the Southern Frontier. There's a nobleman's body from the royal lineage there that needs to be dealt with. He probably won't be back for a while," said Daoist Feihe.

"Junior Brother Qianhe is still working so hard!" Uncle Jiu exclaimed in admiration.

"twin?!"

Zhao Yi was taken aback upon hearing this.

Zhao Yi clearly hadn't expected that this method could be used to solve the problem of overlapping characters in film and television dramas.

"I just saw the problem between Master Hong Xiaobao and Uncle Jiu, and I didn't expect to see the relationship between Qianhe and Feihe here."

Zhao Yi found it amusing.

"However, Master Qianhe went to the Southern Frontier to deal with the corpses of nobles from the royal family? That's like the plot of Uncle Zombie, isn't it?"

"Royal Zombie!"

Zhao Yi thought to himself, if possible, he would save the other party's life.

After all, his Uncle Feihe treated him quite well, giving him gifts as soon as they met.

Moreover, those royal zombies can mostly contribute a lot of merit points.

"Thank you very much, Uncle-Master Feihe!"

Zhao Yi put the "Maoshan True Fire Manual" into his pocket and cupped his hands in a smile.

"Cultivate diligently, for our Maoshan Heavenly Dao Sect will rely on young people like you from now on," Master Feihe said with a smile.

"Uncle Jiu, what is the purpose of summoning us here?"

At this moment, a slightly overweight middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Uncle Nine and asked.

"Many thanks to my fellow disciples and fellow practitioners from Maoshan for arriving in time."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine's expression immediately turned serious.

"Recently, a group of bandits has been roaming around Guangdong Province, committing arson, murder, robbery, and all sorts of atrocities."

"Especially them, they are not ordinary bandits, but sorcerers."

"These people eat the five poisonous creatures and drink dew."

"Ordinary people are no match for him."

"But if we let it go unchecked, who knows how many villages and towns will be ruined by them."

"Countless lives were lost, and the world was plunged into chaos."

"Therefore, I am prepared to take action and deal with this gang of bandits."

"But they move around a lot and don't have a fixed base, so it's hard for me to find them."

"I have called you all here today, fellow disciples and fellow practitioners from Maoshan, in the hope that you can help me."

"Almost all the Maoshan lineage members in our entire Guangdong province are here."

"If you help us search, we will surely find their trail."

Uncle Nine recounted the whole story in one breath.

"So that's how it is!"

"This matter can be considered an act of justice, and our Flying Path Sect will do everything in our power to find their whereabouts."

"Our Daohua School will definitely contribute!"

"Count me in as one from my Dao Palace!"

"And me!"

The people around immediately offered to help Uncle Nine find the person.

If we were to ask them to deal with the bandits, we might have to think about it.

After all, those bandits weren't just any Tom, Dick, or Harry; if they were to confront them head-on, they would inevitably suffer losses.

But if it's just about finding someone, that's not a problem.

Among the dozens of sects present, each had its own methods to varying degrees.

Moreover, these Maoshan lineage sects all have their own dojos and territories.

Just like Renjia Town is Uncle Jiu's territory, they each control a town or several villages.

If all of them were mobilized, the entire Guangdong province would naturally be within sight.

Moreover, these are only people from the Maoshan lineage; they also have friends from other sects in Guangdong Province.

After all this, finding the bandits' trail became a piece of cake.

"Master Uncle!"

"Master Uncle!"

"Master Uncle!"

Just then, a man dressed in a black and white robe walked in from outside.

Beside him was a young man who looked like he deserved a beating.

"I didn't expect him to come too!"

Zhao Yi's gaze sharpened slightly, and he took a second look.

Senior Brother of Maoshan!

The man who claims to be able to rub thunder with his bare hands.

"I was a little puzzled when I saw so many people come, but Shi Jian wasn't among them."

"Now it seems like this guy might have only come out last just to be the grand finale, right?"

Zhao Yi couldn't help but think to himself.

"But to be fair, this guy really has a commanding presence!"

Shi Jian strode quickly and arrived at the head of the hall in just a few steps.

"Senior Brother!" Uncle Nine immediately stood up to greet him.

Shi Jian didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and then sat down in the chair that Uncle Jiu had previously occupied.

"Lin Fengjiao, what is the purpose of issuing the decree from the Maoshan God?!"

As soon as he sat down, Shi Jian spoke coldly.

He and Uncle Nine didn't get along very well, but Uncle Nine issued a divine decree from Maoshan.

Even if he were the senior disciple of Maoshan, he would still have to come in response to the summons, because that was the rule.

"Senior Brother, this is what happened..."

Uncle Nine quickly recounted what had happened before in a brief summary.

"snort!"

"A few mere bandits have actually made you issue a decree from the Maoshan Gods? You're making a mountain out of a molehill," Shi Jian said immediately, dissatisfied.

"Senior Brother, those bandits are no ordinary people. They are disciples of the Five Immortals Sect of Southern Xinjiang and possess many witchcraft and sorcery techniques. Ordinary people simply cannot deal with them."

"Moreover, they are committing crimes all over Guangdong Province. If we let them go unchecked, their next target might be the territory of us fellow disciples."

Uncle Nine immediately said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, then go and wipe them out. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Shi Jian was displeased to see that his uncle dared to talk back, and got up to leave.

"How arrogant!" Zhao Yi thought to himself.

He was somewhat inclined to spar with the other party.

Uncle Nine once said that Shi Jian is the only Celestial Master level expert among all the lineages of Maoshan in Guangdong Province.

"There's no good reason, and we can't just make a move, otherwise Master will definitely be angry."

"Never mind, let's talk about it another time," Zhao Yi thought to himself.

"Senior brother, even without the help of our eldest senior brother, the people of us are enough," said Master Feihe.

"Then I'll have to trouble my fellow disciples and fellow Daoists of the Maoshan lineage!"

Uncle Nine immediately bowed and thanked him.

"You're too kind!"

"This is what we cultivators should do."

"Don't worry, we'll go back and gather information. If we find any clues, we'll definitely inform Uncle Jiu."

"That's right!"

Others also chimed in, expressing their willingness to help Uncle Nine find the bandits.

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war, let's leave now!"

"Alright, let's get started!"

"Goodbye, Uncle Nine!"

The group immediately led their disciples away from the Tie family and quickly returned to their own territory to search for the bandits.

"Master, it seems that your eldest uncle doesn't get along with you."

Zhao Yi asked curiously.

Although we've only met once, and the other person didn't say much.

But Zhao Yi could still smell the gunpowder.

It's clear that Shek Kin and Uncle Nine don't get along!