Chapter 35
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"Where are you from the little Taoist priests? Don't you know that the well water does not violate the rules of river water?!" There were eight men riding on eight motorcycles, all over thirty years old, and the oldest was even nearly fifty.
The motorcycle almost brushed over Zhao Qingshan, and then stopped one after another on the side of the road. The eight men who got out of the car were aggressive and surrounded Zhao Qingshan with a whistle.
The oldest man was fair and fair, but his eyebrows and eyes were full of viciousness.
As soon as he heard the man's words, Zhao Qingshan immediately reacted, showed a peaceful smile on his face, and bowed: "Do you guys are fellow Taoists from this Daxin Town?"
"Don't get close to us. Where did you come from? Do you know if you cross the boundary?!" The clean and innocent man said with anger: "If you take a Sanqingling, you dare to cheat all the way. Do you really think that no one in our Daxin Town can cure you?!"
"Master, don't talk nonsense to him. Just beat him up and throw him out." As he spoke, several people raised their sleeves behind the man, and their fierce eyes fell on Zhao Qingshan, as if they were about to fight Zhao Qingshan at any time.
Seeing this, Zhao Qingshan understood clearly. He looked at the white man thoughtfully, raised his finger and pointed to the seven people behind the man, and asked, "Are these all your apprentices?"
"Hmph, what are you doing?" The white-clear man snorted coldly and said, "This Daxin Town has always been the preaching area for my disciples of Taoist Master Huanzhen. Any Taoist priest who enters my Daxin Town will receive a post to visit within my Ziguang Temple. Your path is too ignorant. You dare to rush all the way with the three-clear bells?"
Zhao Qingshan has really heard of Ziguang Temple. According to Zhenren Xuanyuan, the first master of Ziguang Temple was the Taoist Master Huanzhen mentioned by the white man in front of him. It seems that these people are all disciples of Taoist Master Huanzhen.
Compared with Qingyun Temple, which has a history of more than 100 years, the Ziguang Temple, which was built more than 40 years ago, obviously does not have a deeper foundation. In addition, Taoist Master Huanzhen is only in his seventies now. If it weren't for the Ziguang Temple that almost monopolized the Taoist rituals in the entire Daxin Town, these wild Taoist priests who became monks halfway could not even complete a ritual!
The memory of the Ziguang Temple flashed through the lightning in his heart. Zhao Qingshan smiled slightly and said calmly: "The Wuliang Heavenly Lord~! It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist of Ziguang Temple. I am Qingchengzi, and I am the neighboring town of Longsu Mountain Qingyun Temple..."
"You are the little Taoist priest from Lianhua Town who has been causing a lot of trouble recently?" Before Zhao Qingshan finished speaking, the white man raised his eyebrows and said, "Hmph, it's a trick to pretend to be a ghost! I heard that you can subdue demons and exorcise ghosts and communicate with the world? If you don't have such great skills, why are you running to the realm of my Ziguang Temple?"
Zhao Qingshan really didn't expect that his name had already been passed to Daxin Town. He was stunned and smiled and said, "Last time, I caught an evil ghost who had been practicing for many years in Puwan Village, the foot of Longsu Mountain. I wanted to suppress the influence of the god statue, but unexpectedly, the female donor who went up the mountain accidentally released it. This evil ghost has already cultivated into a body of Yang Evil. If it is not removed as soon as possible, it will inevitably turn into a ghost to harm people's lives. I came here this time to capture the evil ghost and return to the mountain to influence it."
"..." The eight men were stunned when they heard Zhao Qingshan's serious answer. They stared at Zhao Qingshan for more than ten seconds before they laughed collectively, "Hahaha... catching ghosts? They are evil ghosts, evil ghosts? I said, you little Taoist priest are ill in your brain!"
"I am not sick." Zhao Qingshan smiled indifferently, turned to face the bamboo forest, and said, "Whether there are ghosts, friends, can tell whether there are ghosts, you can open your eyes and tell."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qingshan raised his right hand, ignored the reactions of the eight people behind him, and said to Zhulin solemnly: "Ye Qingjun, I will advise you again. As long as you are willing to follow me back to Longsu Mountain, I will protect your life without worries, but if you still have to be obsessed with me, don't blame me for being rude to you!!!"
"Lingling..." As he spoke, Zhao Qingshan had already shaken the Miluo Hongguang Shangyang Golden Bell in his hand, and a crisp and pleasant ringtone came from the golden bell.
The eight people standing behind Zhao Qingshan were already laughing and almost sucking.
"Hahahaha... Master, I think this kid is probably brain-related. Do we still want to beat him? Will this be said to be bullying the mentally retarded?"
"Master, I heard that this kid lives in the mountains all year round. He probably became crazy after staying for a long time. He really thought that the Sanqingling in his hand could subdue demons and eliminate demons. Hahaha... I'm so laughing!"
A burst of laughter filled with mockery and sarcasm sounded one after another, but at this moment, a man's silence sound came from the bamboo forest. "Calf's nose, don't think that a little spiritual magic weapon in his hand can scream at me. With your Taoist practice, you are not my opponent!"
The Yin wind suddenly blew in the bamboo forest, and the biting cold wind came towards us!
The originally exaggerated smiles on the eight people behind Zhao Qingshan instantly frozen.
"Master...Master...That voice just now..."
"Ye Qingjun, it seems that you are hopeless!" Zhao Qingshan tightened the golden bell in his hand, and his face gradually became cold, "Then, don't blame me for taking a heavy blow to you!"
Zhao Qingshan actually controlled the release of Jinling's magic power in the past few hours, but at this moment, he decided not to hold back and had to solve Ye Qingjun's problem on the spot!
"Lingling..." The crisp ringtone rang again.
The same frequency and the same sound, but the Miluo Hongguang Shangyang Golden Bell, which was lifted by Zhao Qingshan, emitted a golden aperture of five or six times thicker than before!
"Bang..." The aperture plunged into the bamboo forest under the control of Zhao Qingshan's Xinnian, and a sound of air burst suddenly sounded in the bamboo forest!
The power of the Sun Jinling on Miluo's Hongguang was truly reflected.
Ye Qingjun never expected that Zhao Qingshan would have such a terrifying thing in his hand. He was knocked over by the golden light and turned over and was blown out of the crypt!
Ye Qingjun, whose magic power had not recovered much, was blown away by the bomb, and the surface of his spiritual body was filled with blurred ripples. The sudden heavy damage made him so angry that his nose was crooked. He roared angrily, "Ah... your slutty little calf's nose, I'm fighting with you!!!"
Zhao Qingshan stood there with a cold expression, holding a golden bell head in his hand and said without looking back: "Fellow Taoists, please help me, drive your motorcycle to protect me. I want to catch ghosts, and don't get close to people!"
"Okay... OK..." The eight Taoist priests were already scared to the point of being ashamed. When faced with Zhao Qingshan's words, they didn't even have the idea of resisting them.
Chapter completed!