"This is...but is it really related to "Tongtian Dharma Image"?" Liu Yuanchun thought about it carefully. Liu Yang is now the head of the Eastern Zhejiang Sect and does have the right to keep some secrets and not let other disciples know about it, but he still said hesitantly.

"Yes, you don't have to ask about this matter anymore. The same is true for my palm changes. Since the ancestor asked me to inherit the Dharma image of the Heaven, there will naturally be his reason!" Liu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief now, thinking that the master's might be really satisfying. It seems that he can use this to scare this old guy in the future, so as not to keep shouting at him.

"Oh!" Seeing that Liu Yang really didn't want to say it, the old guy could only sigh helplessly, and did not continue to ask the bottom line.

"Grandpa, I'm going to Yunzhong Temple today, so I won't be with you!" Liu Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out the ancient book under his butt, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Liu Yuanchun was dissatisfied when he heard this: "You kid really didn't take me, the old guy seriously. Stop losing my face as a Zhejiang East Sect, let those bald donkeys laugh at it!"

Although the old guy is poor, he is poor and has backbone. Yesterday, Liu Yang went to find a monk to borrow magic weapons, and he felt very unhappy. The Liu family has been passed down for hundreds of years, and now it is impossible to take out a decent magic weapon. Isn’t this embarrassing?

After living for a century, even if there are big problems, he will not ask for other colleagues.

"Grandpa, the society is different now. Don't use the ideas of your older generation to look at the things you are now. After all, you are alone. No matter how powerful you are, you can't compare to the power of thousands of people. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. It's better to go out and make friends more. One more friend and one more way. This will also be beneficial to the Eastern Zhejiang School!" Liu Yang's idea is different from that of the old guy. He was born in modern society. In this society with developed technology and reality, without one or two reliable friends, he could not live on his own.

People in cities share the wealth and poverty, and the rich look down on the poor, but the poor look down on the rich, even so, they can survive in a fiercely competitive city. This is the power of friends.

"Barring, when did the old Taoist say that I have no friends? Those friends who said it scared you to death!" The old guy's face shook, and Liu Yang pointed at his nose and said that he had no friends. Isn't this just calling him stubborn?

"Ahem, I don't mean that. Don't get me wrong. It's not that you don't have friends, it's that you can't just rely on yourself to do anything!" Liu Yang said awkwardly.

"What's wrong with relying on yourself? The Liu family has always relying on themselves. They have a single lineage and never need help from outsiders!" After Liu Yang said this, the old guy became more serious.

Liu Yang didn't know how to answer the old guy said, but he thought to himself that he was stubborn and wanted to break the inheritance of the Liu family.

"Damn it, let's not say it anymore, I can't beat him!"

Liu Yang saw that the old guy became more and more excited. He touched his nose and turned around and wanted to leave. He seemed not to want to worry about this issue with Liu Yuanchun anymore.

As soon as Liu Yang walked to the door, the old guy's voice came back: "Boy, don't lose the Liu family's face in front of the old bald donkey. That old guy is not a good guy!"

"I see!"

Liu Yang paused and went out happily. He didn't wear that robe. Although he was in the countryside, he was still a little embarrassed to wear robe.

A set of gray sportswear running in the mountains and forests, Liu Yang felt a sense of pleasure: "It's still good to have this sportswear, and the broken Taoist robe will never be worn after being beaten to death!"

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"I'm so exhausted! I'm really dead when I look at the mountain!"

Although the sun is strong in the late autumn morning, it is still a bit cold, but Lin Lin is full of sweat. She is wearing a Nike-marked sneaker and stepping on the stone steps, complaining constantly.

"It's so big that you're so tired. The physical condition of a city person is really not good!"

Behind Lin Lin there was a young man with a rosy face and no sweat at all. He looked at the beauty in front of him calmly, with a hint of contempt on his face.

"What are you talking about? Countryside, there are no mountains and rivers in the city, so how can you have the opportunity to climb mountains every day? How can you have your physique? You don't understand the principle of supporting the other people!" Lin Lin, who seemed to be quite gentle and cold, suddenly put her waist on her waist and pointed at the man for education.

"What's wrong with me, the country bumpkin? I didn't invite you. It would be great to have a rich father!" Fang Junfei said angrily without any awareness of being sympathetic.

"It's not that my dad wants me to come, I really won't come. I'm kind enough to pick you up to the city for medical treatment. I'm so kind and treat it as a donkey!" Lin Lin never suffered such anger. The two were relatives. Although they couldn't talk about contact, they were family members of her mother.

Since the cousin woke up, he has been talking coldly to Lin Lin. He has never said a good word and has never offended him. How could he have such a big temper?

"Okay, you two say less, Junfei, you want to let your sister, she is so kind to come for you!"

Dong Yuncui looked relatively old, but she was still in her forties or fifties. She took the lead and walked in front. When she heard the two younger generations arguing again, she stopped on the steps and turned around and said.

"I didn't invite her. When my father died, their family didn't even look at her. Now they know that there is such a relative! I just can't stand those rich people and look arrogant and arrogant!" Fang Junfei didn't take his mother's scolding at all, and still said unyieldingly.

"You..., I really don't want to stay here, aunt, I'd better go back!" Lin Lin has been like a princess since she was a child, and she had never suffered such anger. She was so angry that she almost burst into tears. She shouted at Dong Yuncui, then turned around and went down the mountain.

"Lin Lin, don't leave. Junfei has such a temper. Don't be as good as him. Since his father passed away, he has been silent. I can't do anything about this child even if I turn to him!" Dong Yuncui was a little panicked when she saw Lin Lin turning her head and leaving. She glared at Fang Junfei fiercely, and she hurriedly ran down to chase him.

Seeing her mother glaring at her, Fang Junfei snorted unhappy, buried her head and ran up the mountain.

"Lin Lin...Ouch!"

Dong Yuncui had just run a few steps, and when she tilted her feet, she rolled down the steps with a scream.

Lin Lin, who had red eyes down the mountain, seemed to hear an abnormal sound behind her back, and quickly turned around and her face changed drastically: "Auntie!"

At this moment, she ignored her and rushed towards her aunt, as if she wanted to use her weight to stop Dong Yuncui from continuing to roll, but Dong Yuncui's body weight was not something that Lin Lin, a small guy, could hold on.

"Bang!"

After that, the two of them made a muffled sound and collided. Dong Yuncui was already dizzy, catching Lin Lin indiscriminately, rolling down the mountain regardless of the distance between the south and north.
Chapter completed!