The people surrounding Wenwei Taoist Temple were all telling how they had a grudge against old man Wenwei back then.

What I shouldn't say, after listening to everyone's stories, I actually thought from the bottom of my heart that Old Man Wen Wei was a bad person.

But soon, I figured something out.

That is, except for Tu Laosan, the grudges between everyone and Old Man Wenwei all occurred more than twenty years ago.

More than twenty years ago, old man Wen Wei was only sixty or seventy years old, about the same age as Fang Taihe.

At that time, Mr. Chang and him were in the midst of the spring breeze, looking down upon the entire Taoist world.

So I must have made a lot of mistakes back then.

Later, I probably realized that my behavior was wrong.

Therefore, Mr. Chang and old man Wen Wei all lived in seclusion and did not care about their passing.

But to be fair, although in the past twenty years, Mr. Chang and Mr. Wen Wei have not had any grudges with others.

But what happened back then was indeed caused by them.

So, they have to pay the price for it.

Now, Master Chang has passed away long ago, and the three souls have also gone to the underworld to report.

Old Man Wenwei died not long ago, so the three souls must still be in Wenwei Taoist Temple.

Therefore, everyone wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to find the three souls of old man Wen Wei and avenge their past.

Frankly speaking, everyone's demands are not unreasonable.

But old man Wen Wei has passed away, and his state before his death was extremely cruel.

It can be said that the due price has been paid.

Thinking of this, I raised my fist to everyone and said:

"Everyone, please listen to me. Everyone should know about the death of old man Wen Wei.

You probably know how he died.

Now that he has received the due price, I have a merciless request, that is, can you let go of his three souls and let go of the others in Wenwei Taoist Temple?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Jingshan let out a "poof" and cursed:

"What are you talking about? We suffered so much back then, and now you want us to let go of our hatred with just one word from you?

You think beautifully!"

Because of old man Wen Wei, what he did back then was really outrageous.

So facing Sun Jingshan, I felt a little guilty, but I still swallowed and asked:

"Then what do you want, senior?"

When Sun Jingshan heard this, he snorted coldly and asked contemptuously:

"As a junior, can you have the final say?"

Seeing Sun Jingshan ask this, I looked at Fang Taihe, Xu Yushan, Lian Xinshui and Kang Lezhang beside me with a guilty conscience.

See what they say.

But at this moment, they were all seriously injured. They just looked at me and seemed to give me the power to negotiate.

Seeing this, I nodded and said:

"able!"

After getting my affirmative reply, Sun Jingshan nodded and said:

"Okay! I want the three souls of Old Man Wenwei!"

I was stunned when I heard this and felt a little embarrassed.

Looking at Sun Jingshan, he said in embarrassment:

"Senior, I'm sorry for your opinion!

It’s really hard for the juniors to obey orders!”

After hearing this, Sun Jingshan became furious and cursed loudly:

"Then what are we talking about?! Since you don't agree, it's useless to talk so much. We can only meet with real swords and guns!"

Having said that, Sun Jingshan showed his attitude of wanting a showdown.

Seeing this, other people also nodded and discussed, saying that they wanted to give us some color to see.

Seeing that it was really hard to convince everyone, I could only nod helplessly and said:

"Since the seniors are unwilling to give in, the juniors will have no choice but to offend!

I just have one request, that is, if this junior is unfortunate enough to be killed by your Eagle Claw Skill.

Please, senior, take away my three souls and disperse my three souls.

Don’t cause trouble for Wenwei Taoist Temple in the future!”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another commotion in the crowd.

Especially the old ghost, who rushed out immediately and said eagerly:

"Little Master! How can you say that?! Have you forgotten that we have other things that we haven't done?

What's more, why should you bear the responsibility for what Mr. Wen Wei did back then?!

Listen to me, we will not go into this muddy water!"

The old ghost held my hand tightly and shook his head repeatedly to express his disapproval.

Seeing this, I patted the old ghost's hand and said:

"Old ghost, I understand what you said.

But as the first young Zhuge in Changlong Town, I am also the second generation disciple of old man Wen Wei.

At this time in Wenwei Taoist Temple, I cannot stand by and watch!

Don’t worry, I’ll be fine!”

At this time, Da Fei stood up from beside me, put his hand on my shoulder, nodded to me, and said with admiration:

"Lao Gao, you are a real man when you say this! You are the disciple of old man Wen Wei, but so am I, Da Fei!

Now that you have made up your mind, you want to stay here.

Then I, Da Fei, will sacrifice my life to accompany you!"

Seeing Da Fei say this, I nodded vigorously and said good brother.

The old ghost looked at us with tears on his face, not knowing what to do.

After a long silence, the old ghost spoke first and said:

"Little master, you are right.

You are worthy of being a descendant of the God of War Xingtian, and you are indeed very motivated.

Okay, today I, the old ghost, will accompany my little master here to see who dares to bully my little master!"

Seeing what the old ghost said, Sun Jingshan immediately sneered and said:

"What? Are you asking for help? Today is between Wenwei Taoist Temple and me.

What are you doing to me, you old guy?!

Be smart and move away, otherwise, don't blame me, Mr. Sun, for being ruthless!"

Everyone also agreed, and for a while, Wenwei Taoist Temple was very noisy.

The old ghost was very upset by the noise.

He immediately shouted loudly and said:

"Hey! Who do you think you are?! How dare you talk to me like this, the God of Mist Spirits?!"

When Sun Jingshan heard that the old ghost claimed to be the God of the Mist Spirit, Sun Jingshan was stunned.

Just when I thought Sun Jingshan was frightened by the name "Old Ghost".

Sun Jingshan actually laughed out loud and said:

"Hahahaha! It made me laugh so hard! God of the Mist Spirit? Why don't you say you are the Emperor of Heaven, Yihe?

The God of Mist Spirit should be in the Mist Ghost Forest. Why are you here?

What? Could it be that the God of Mist Spirit also worshiped Wenwei Taoist Temple?

Hahaha!"

Then, along with Sun Jingshan's ridicule, everyone also agreed.

The old ghost had never experienced such humiliation. He immediately straightened up and was about to curse when I stopped him and said:

"Old ghost, Sun Jingshan is right. You are not a disciple of old man Wen Wei, so don't come forward yet.

Otherwise, the name is unfair! Let me come and meet him first!

If I can't beat you, it's not too late for you to take action!

Seeing what I said, the old ghost could only nod helplessly in agreement.

He let go of the old ghost's hand, walked directly to Sun Jingshan, raised his fist towards him, and said:

"Senior, I'm offended!"


Chapter completed!