Chapter 152: Can you two stop blowing?
In the Lone Walker League, a small part of the people here are from the outside alliance.
He Fan and Qin Wei followed Kevin to the Loner Alliance, looking at the simple stone houses, wooden houses, some sleeping bags, tents, and no formal buildings.
Tables and chairs were placed on the open space, and many people chatted around the table, some of whom were drinking tea and some were drinking alcohol.
"Kevin, you're back, let's see if you're injured." A blonde woman walked over quickly, circled around Kevin, and exclaimed, "My God, why are you missing two feathers?"
Kevin looked at He Fan with a expressionless face, and this guy pulled it.
"Well, Kevin, who is this?" He Fan coughed lightly, looking at the blonde woman with a calm expression.
"Lisa, my friend who studies abroad with me." Kevin introduced: "Lisa, this is my new friend of the Oriental, the chef god He Fan, and I wish you a blessing to sacrifice to Qin Wei. He Fan has a good cooking skills and the dishes he cooks are delicious."
"Hello." Lisa Dongfang said the same thing, shook hands with each other, and she met her.
"Sit there." Kevin found an open space and moved tables and chairs from a wooden house.
The four of them sat down, and He Fan looked around. Most of them were talking about ferocious beasts, and a small number of them talked about the army.
"Kevin, how did you practice this time?" Lisa asked.
"It's okay." Kevin didn't have much interest in talking about this topic, because there were two missing three feathers, so this time the practice was considered a regression?
"Are there any powerful pure blood ferocious beasts nearby? They are in the mature stage?" He Fan said.
"There are many, ten miles deep, and it is the territory of pure blood ferocious beasts. Pure blood ferocious beasts can be seen everywhere inside." Kevin replied.
"So, what are the various ones? Do you know where the nest is?" He Fan asked.
"Of course, those..." Kevin showed a sunny smile and was about to tell them one by one, but he immediately shut up: "The Taoist priest who asked for money is here again."
"The Taoist priest who asks for money when speaking?" He Fan looked up and saw a young Taoist priest holding a white cloth sign with the iron mouth and a fortune teller.
"This is what you said, the Taoist priest who asks for money when speaking?" Qin Wei was stunned.
If you are looking for someone to tell fortunes, can they not have money? How can you do it for you for free?
"Do you know what he does?" He Fan pointed to the Taoist priest and looked at Kevin: "How many years have you been studying abroad, and you don't know?"
"Taoist." Kevin said in a muffled voice: "I heard from my friend that I would ask for money when talking to him, and I was jealous of money."
"This is fortune telling, and of course fortune telling will charge money." He Fan rolled his eyes and said, "You have been in the Eastern Alliance for vain for the past few years. You don't know this kind of common sense."
"The Taoist people rarely come out and rarely talk about it. Most of them are practicing and hunting ferocious beasts. It is normal not to pay attention to it. Besides, what his friend said to him." Qin Wei glanced at Kevin and said.
"How did your friend tell you at that time?" He Fan asked.
"It's just about talking to him for money or nonsense," Kevin said.
While he was talking, the young Taoist priest walked over and stood beside He Fan: "Fellow Taoist, is fortune telling? Is it okay to have money to do it?"
"Not count." He Fan waved his hand.
"Fellow Taoist, I am surprised by your bones. I am an evolutionary genius in the world. I have a peerless martial art here. I can't talk about it?" The young Taoist priest whispered.
He Fan is confused. You are not cheating under the guise of Taoist sect, right? Taoist sect has a high status here. Are you not afraid of a true Taoist priest coming out and suppressing you?
"Absolutely good." The Taoist whispered.
"Then, let's talk?" He Fan pondered for a moment, stood up and walked to the side with the young Taoist priest.
"Wuliang Tianzun, I don't know what my friend calls me?" The young Taoist priest bowed and said politely.
"He Fan, the chef god." He Fan said shamelessly.
"I admire you for a long time, and it turns out that I am the descendant of the ancient legendary chef god." The young Taoist priest said in shock.
"Homemade." He Fan curled his lips. I don't want to be the chef in the mythology. I want to be a fighting chef. As for long-term reverence, I have no reputation at all. I can't be reverent for a long time.
Xuan Yang smiled lightly, without saying much, and said a word about the chef, which was considered to be a face. If he didn't want to, he would fall down. He carefully took out a thin secret book from his arms, which read the five words "The Daoist, the Daoist Palm, is definitely a real person. As long as you have 300,000 star yuan, after you practice it, you will definitely be able to sweep the ferocious beasts and reach the top of evolution."
"Buddhist?" He Fan was stunned. I thought you were going to take out a book of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. No matter what, you can come up with the basic evolutionary methods and martial arts of this Taoist sect. How could you take out a book of the Buddhist Power Vajra Palm?
"Of course, can I sell the Taoist sect? I am a Taoist sect, Wuliang Tianzun." Xuanyang said seriously, how could I, a Taoist priest, sell the Taoist sect's skills?
"Where did Buddhism know?" He Fan pulled the corner of his mouth, weren't you afraid that Buddhism would come over and fight with you?
"I don't know that on the other side of Buddhism, I came from a bald donkey begging for alms." Xuan Yang said.
"Begging for alms?" He Fan became even more fascinated. Could it be that you stole it? There are still Taoist priests who beg for alms in monks these days? I met a fake Taoist priest this time!
"Yes, fellow Taoist, do you buy it?" Xuan Yang urged: "This opportunity is the only time, fellow Taoist should make a decision."
"I..." He Fan thought for a moment and took out the purple gold bowl from the space bag: "Amitabha, the little monk is here to beg for alms. It just happened to be missing a powerful Vajra Palm. Please return it to the Taoist priest."
Xuanyang: "…"
This is a purple gold bowl? A Buddhist weapon that is only available to those who are the best at Nirvana level. So, this purple gold bowl tastes different. There seems to be a trace of meat fragrance in the sandalwood. What are you doing with this bowl?
Did I meet a fake monk?
The two of them stared at each other with big eyes and looked at each other, very confused.
Xuanyang was very confused. I got a powerful Vajra Palm from the monk's begging for alms. You turned around and took out a purple gold bowl to find me to beg for alms?
"Your purple gold bowl was also stolen?" After a long time, Taoist Xuanyang asked tentatively.
"Your Powerful Vajra Palm stolen?" He Fan was stunned. He thought it was really given by Buddhism or stolen, but he didn't expect it to be stolen.
"It's not considered stealing. I went to the Buddhist temple at night and found it in the Sutra Pavilion. At that time, I fought with the bald donkey in the Buddhist temple for 300 rounds, and suppressed dozens of Nirvana with the supreme Taoist method. The other party worshiped and presented it with both hands." Xuanyang said proudly.
"I didn't steal this. I suppressed a monk at level 9 of Nirvana. He gave it to me for his life." He Fan thought for a while and said.
"Actually, I suppressed Nirvana at that time..."
"Can you two stop blowing?" Qin Wei walked over and just heard them whispering to the wrongdoers, and couldn't help but interrupt.
"Well, Wuliang Tianzun." Taoist Xuanyang bowed his head and whispered again: "A bald donkey is coming. Don't take out your purple gold bowl."
"Monk? Are you an enemy? Come and chase the Viagra Palm?" He Fan curled his lips.
"Immortal Heavenly Lord, this is the Great Vajra Palm that I obtained by my ability." Xuan Yang laughed dryly and said seriously, resolutely not admitting that the origin was incorrect.
Chapter completed!