Chapter 470 I'm happy (Part 1)

As soon as Wang Sheng said this, everyone was shocked. Who is the old Taoist in Wang Sheng's mouth? Everyone knows that it is Taoist Lingxu.

Although Wang Sheng usually calls the old Taoist, except for Wang Sheng, the other people who met the old Taoist Ling Xu were not called Taoist priest respectfully and properly? The Qing generation is even more called the ancestor.

Laojun Temple has the largest generation, and his cultivation is much stronger than the Qing generation Taoists at the peak of the legendary peak, and they don’t know what level of the ancestor Lingxu, Wang Sheng wants to beat him up? How is this possible?

Mei'er looked at Wang Sheng in surprise, and almost screamed out in surprise. No one understood Wang Sheng's respect for the old Taoist Ling Xu better than her. How could Wang Sheng say such words?

Everyone was surprised, but what was even more surprised was that the old Taoist Ling Xu was not furious or refused, and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you in the practice room tomorrow morning!"

What's going on? What's going on? A group of monks were confused and looked at each other. Even the soft musicians who couldn't stand up looked at Wang Sheng and Ling Xu incredibly surprised, shocked.

Mei'er still reacted quickly. Seeing that Master Yu and the others were all tired and couldn't get up on the chair, she hurriedly stood up, pulled Sister Qiangwei to open the small theater, and ordered outside.

Soon someone came in and carefully supported each grandmaster back to their residence and waited for them to lie down. Then a group of guards were guarding outside where they were resting. Now these grandmasters are all treasures, and even if they lost one, they would make Mei'er feel distressed and painful.

Wang Sheng once said that if you want to cooperate with Master Yu and the others to create a Qianshengyuan in the musical instrument world, what level of business is that? Besides, even if it is not considered a business, how many gold coins will be sold for these masters to perform together? The treasure pot cannot be missed at all.

The Qing generation's people were all audiences, like Mei'er Qiangwei, who basically didn't feel tired. They stood up and bowed to the old Taoist Ling Xu and Wang Sheng and left in a hurry.

Just kidding, something must have happened between Wang Sheng and Ling Xu. Are they annoying at this time? Don’t look at it as a group of old Taoists, their level of observing words and expressions is no worse than that of ordinary people.

Only Wang Sheng and Ling Xu were left in the small theater. The old Taoist Ling Xu smiled bitterly at Wang Sheng: "How did I know that there would be that song? I sang it subconsciously!"

"You almost killed everyone!" Wang Sheng looked at the old Taoist Ling Xu with a wry smile and was helpless. He could only grit his teeth and said angrily: "I won't be relieved if I don't beat you!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you tomorrow!" Old Master Ling Xu knew that he had done something wrong, and didn't tell anything. He just agreed again, and then asked with concern: "How are you?"

"After beating you tomorrow, I will talk to you about what's going on." Wang Sheng was upset now and urgently needed to find a way to vent his feelings. He didn't bother to think about this, and didn't even want to calm himself down with the Nine-word Mantra.

Of course, senior snipers on Earth are deeply sluggish in psychology. Some things cannot be pushed down hard, so it is better to vent.

Wang Sheng went directly to the leather master in the mansion. He tanned flute film for Master Yu and his friends, and his skills were very exquisite. Wang Sheng found him, even if he wanted to make two boxing gloves and protective gear, even if he wanted to beat Master Ling Xu, he had to be protected.

Promotion is a good thing, and the only trouble is that the old Taoist's spiritual energy is like a catalyst, transforming the spiritual energy in Wang Sheng's body into the pure yang spiritual energy as powerful as the old Taoist Lingxu.

In the past, Wang Sheng was also pure yang spiritual energy, but it was obvious that Wang Sheng was not as pure as Ling Xu's old Taoist. At the same time, because Wang Sheng had both performed the rituals of Zhou Gong with Song Yan and Sister Qiangwei, he was no longer a virgin and could not compare with the old Taoist. He was at least a 200-year-old boy, and was astonishingly hot.

It can be said that the little yin energy that Wang Sheng finally got from Sister Qiangwei can be completely ignored. If the balance of yin and yang develops according to this situation, it is estimated that Wang Sheng will have at least the eleventh level to reach the level of eleventh level.

Wang Sheng couldn't sleep even when he lay down. I guess everyone could see that Wang Sheng was angry for some reason, so no one deliberately approached the bad guy. Even Meier, who was usually the most obsessed with Wang Sheng, didn't know where he pulled Qiangwei, and let Wang Sheng stay in the bedroom alone, lying on the bed and looking at the roof until dawn.

Early in the morning, Wang Sheng received the boxing gloves and protective gear. The protective gear had been arranged. Even the boxing gloves had a thick layer of cushioning material, and there was also a buffering formation. After all, Wang Sheng's power was too great, and Wang Sheng was not sure that the old Taoist Ling Xu would definitely be able to take over his fist. It would be better to have a comprehensive protection.

After some breakfast, Wang Sheng started to go straight to the training room with two sets of boxing condoms and two sets of protective gear. When he arrived, he realized that Meier and Qiangwei were both there, but they all looked at Wang Sheng with a worried look on their faces. In the training room, Old Taoist Ling Xu was already waiting for him.

"Mei'er, Qiangwei, stay outside, don't let someone come in!" Wang Sheng ordered the two girls. He and the old Taoist Ling Xu wanted to fight. No matter who beats whom, it would be bad for outsiders to see it anyway.

When the door was closed, Wang Sheng didn't say much and threw a set of equipment over.

"What is this?" Old Taoist Ling Xu looked at the things that Wang Sheng threw inexplicably, picked up his fists and frowned and asked, "Use this as a weapon? Will anyone buy such a weapon?"

"That's because you're afraid you're hurt!" Wang Sheng was speechless and raised his middle finger at the old Taoist. Of course, the gloves did not increase their aggression but weakened. This old Taoist, he didn't know anything, a country bumpkin!

"Fresh!" Old Taoist Ling Xu smiled, then looked at Wang Sheng's appearance and followed suit. He put his head protective gear on his head, shook his head, and looked curious.

Seeing Wang Sheng tied his hands with two long cloth belts, Old Dao Ling Xu widened his eyes and couldn't understand. What was he going to do? However, Old Dao knew that Wang Sheng was very unhappy now and didn't want to say anything more. It was still the same rule, just follow it.

After tied up the straps, Wang Sheng put the gloves into the gloves, tightened them, and then looked at the old Taoist. The old Taoist did the same.

"First of all, you are not allowed to use your legs, you are not allowed to hit the waist, you are not allowed to hit the back of the head, and you are not allowed to hold and fall." Wang Sheng's fists, wearing boxing gloves, collided with each other, and then walked skillfully to a place not far from Lingxu's old Taoist, and began to shrink his fists on the edge of his chin, and his legs jumped and took a butterfly step.
Chapter completed!