Small town adventure

Chapter 496 Uncle Wuyazi

"You are...you are...uncle Wuyazi?!" Daoist Qingyun carefully looked at the old man in front of him, tears filled his eyes in a moment of excitement, and his lips trembled. Uncle also had the same expression, apart from being unbelievable, he was excited, and tears of excitement flowed out of his eyes.

The old man nodded slightly, looked at Daoist Qingyun, and said with a smile: "Senior Nephew Qingyun, your eyesight is not bad. After so many years, you can still recognize me as an uncle at a glance."

"Wudang Mountain No. 70 generation disciples pay respects to Master Wu Yazi!" Several people looked at the old man in front of them, and they really said in unison, then quickly knelt down on the ground. He fell to the ground, kowtowed, indescribably excited and excited.

Zhang Yihan on the side was immediately dumbfounded. What happened in front of him was so sudden that he couldn't believe it. This old senior who saved his life was actually the legendary Wu Yazi Master Uncle. Something that he couldn't think of, he was stunned for a while, and then he knelt down on the ground with force, and said excitedly: "Zhang Yihan, the second-generation lay disciple of Wudang Mountain No. 70, Daoist name Yi Zhen, pay homage to Master Uncle!"

Wu Yazi looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. After laughing, he said to Zhang Yihan: "It has been six or seventy years since I left Wudang Mountain. The disciples and grandchildren are all so old, it’s really good luck! Forget it! You should stop kneeling on the ground. I think you are all injured. After I clean up those two ghost boys, I will talk about the old days It's not too late!"

A few people blushed at Wu Yazi's words, supported each other and slowly stood up, Daoist Qingyun said in a low voice: "What you old man said is very true, the disciples are not good at learning, so they can't subdue those two A ghost boy, I really feel guilty."

Taoist Priest Wu Yazi glanced at them, shook his head with a wry smile, and without speaking to them, he turned around, walked slowly to Master Shikong, and said softly, "Little monk Shikong, poor Taoist priest. Although I have never met you, but I have a very good friendship with your master Master Mingxu, I wonder if Pindao can borrow your precious Zijin Bowl from Mount Wutai?"

Although Master Shikong was also seriously injured at the moment, he has recuperated secretly at this moment, and he is a little better, but he still can't get up, so he has to sit on the ground and bow respectfully: "Amitabha... Senior Yazi, my master and his old man often mentioned you before he was alive, saying that you are old and profound, and that you have cultivated to the limit. Today, it is a great fortune to meet you. Hurt, I feel extremely guilty for troubling you to come out of the mountain in person, this purple golden bowl is a magic weapon for exorcising demons, people in the world can use it to eliminate evil, senior Wu Yazi just take it, don't be so polite."

As he spoke, Master Shikong presented the purple golden bowl with both hands respectfully.

Daoist Wu Yazi's eyes flashed, he took the purple gold bowl respectfully, couldn't help but nodded, and sighed: "This purple gold bowl is really a treasure! I have been poor for decades Haven't seen it."

Saying that, Taoist Priest Wu Yazi held the purple golden bowl in both hands, and walked slowly towards the direction where the ghost boy was...

(End of this chapter)