Taoist chanting

Chapter 940 Life is so amazing

Shan Chang, Lu Zijin, You Mengchang and others looked at Tu Kun who was so excited that he couldn't help himself. They didn't expect the ugly Tu Kun to have a relationship in the upper realm.

Zhang Wenfeng remembered something and asked, "Is it the fellow Taoist who followed Mr. Mo before?"

When the unruly soil protector at the beginning saw Mo Ye for the first time, he fell to the ground in full submission. Mo Ye mentioned that the ancestor of the soil protector was named "Tu Chi".

Tu Kun suppressed the excitement in his heart: "Yes, it is him, there is no mistake. It was the ancestor of the hairpin who sent the family ancestor to welcome us, otherwise the family ancestor must not know the name of the temple master. Temple master, let's go there."

Everyone was stunned, with smiles on their faces, such a big backer.

Zhang Wenfeng turned around and told everyone not to lose track, waved his hand, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's all go see Mr. Mo!"

Mo Ye specially sent Tu Kun's ancestor to wait, so he was not in a hurry to distinguish the authenticity of the several "Lingbao Temples" shouted outside. There are people in the upper world who are easy to handle, let alone such a quasi-immortal who is indomitable.

Fu Shan, Tao Niangzi and Mang Gong looked at each other and smiled from behind.

Some things they already know in advance, they must keep their mouths shut, and cannot speak out in advance.

More than seven or eighty ascension monks, demon cultivators, a mighty group, the ones with the highest cultivation are already at the sixth-level consummation and late stage, among them are Taoist cultivators, Confucianist cultivators, gods, spirits, dragon turtles, fox demons, etc., from the crowd Passing through the gap, it immediately attracted the attention of monks everywhere, and shouted more enthusiastically.

The two inspectors suspended in the middle of the platform watched the movement of the monks of Xianlingguan, and saw them walking towards the old man who was jumping and yelling and waving his arms in the west, completely lost his mind.

It was the disciple who was cultivated by the mysterious and powerful man with a bad temper.

More than 200 years ago, shortly after his soaring to the upper realm, that mighty man single-handedly penetrated through one of the twelve great sects of Liupo Mountain, the Youxiandian Mountain Guarding Formation, and punished the three eighth-rank elders of Youxiandian. The ancestors blamed him for not being strict with his subordinates.

A great battle caused the three patriarchs of Youxian Temple and more than a dozen seventh-level masters to cry without tears. There was no way to hide, and they had to make amends and hand over the seventh-level monk Qin Qiu who caused the trouble. Only then did a ninth-level earth immortal anger.

It also made the Nine Realms of the Upper Realm re-recognize the horror of quasi-immortals.

Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward, looked at the wrinkled face of the smiling old man, who indeed had a three-part portrait with the guardian of the earth, and also had two mustaches. Senior Mo."

"Don't dare to be, hehe, don't dare to be."

The yellow-faced old man shook his hands wildly, grinned happily, then kicked back and kicked a man who was sitting cross-legged in the air with his back to the crowd a few meters behind him, and yelled: "Sleepy crow, you Damn, don't let your mind wander, I've already received someone."

The thin and tall man was dressed in a deep black robe that seemed to have flowing light. He didn't get angry when he was kicked. The old man with a face cupped his hands and bowed at the same time, and bowed to Zhang Wenfeng: "Tuqiu and Bonecrow welcome the suzerain of the Hanling Palace to ascend to the upper realm!"

As soon as these words came out, many other sect monks who had already paid attention to the movement here were dumbfounded in surprise.

"I can't... uh!"

Zhang Wenfeng's outstretched hand was stunned, and then he realized that the "cold spirit palace" was created by Mo Ye, combining one or two words from the Hanwang palace in the underworld and the fairy temple in the lower realm.

Mo Ye is too caring. He has only stayed in the upper realm for 300 years, and he has to spend his time helping him build a new sect.

"The two seniors are polite, please hurry up."

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hands to help the two seniors with unfathomable cultivation. These were the master escorts Mo Ye had arranged for him, and they were very thoughtful.

The three monsters, Fushan, Tao Niangzi, and Manggong saluted at the same time: "Meet the suzerain!"

"You already knew it, hey, don't tell me earlier."

Zhang Wenfeng had already seen that old man Fushan and that bone crow were old acquaintances, he complained, stretched out his hand to support the three of them, and said with a smile: "They are all from our own family, so you don't have to be polite."

Tao Niangzi explained in a low voice: "My lord won't let me speak, the suzerain forgive me."

Old man You, Lu Zijin, Rong Shuzhi, Xin Yue and others already understood what was going on, and they were overjoyed. They all saluted and joined in the fun and shouted "Meet the Sovereign". Rubbing and wanting to ask for a reward, the audience gave him a brain break.

The old man of Fushan talked with the tall and thin bone crow about the past. When the bone crow first left the secret realm, Fushan had only entered the secret realm not long ago.

Protector Tu lay down on the ground and kowtowed to the yellow-faced old man, saying "Sun Tukun pays respects to the ancestors", making the yellow-faced old man laugh out loud and showing off to Bone Crow that his grandson is promising.

There was a lot of commotion, and the yellow-faced old man sighed endlessly: "The suzerain is worthy of being the suzerain, and he has already gathered a large number of subordinates, who are better than us two old guys at 01:30..."

"You're lazy and you have the face to say that in more than 200 years, only a few kittens and puppies have been picked up, and there is not even a sweeper on the top of Zongmen Mountain."

The Bone Crow grumbled angrily.

"Yo yo, just work hard, you can't wake up all day, you don't care about Pepsi, and it's your fault if you don't receive your subordinates..."

The yellow-faced old man's firepower was fierce, and he sprayed the bone crow with saliva all over his face.

Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly changed the topic. He could do nothing else, but he was good at diverting conflicts: "It's getting late, let's go to the sect's place, and don't keep Mr. Mo waiting."

"Yes, yes, the ancestor is still waiting in the sect, let's go back quickly, I am confused by this sleepy crow."

The yellow-faced old man slapped his forehead, and his attitude towards the suzerain was surprisingly good.

Bone Crow stretched out his hand to ask, the sect has so many good players all of a sudden, he can also sleep well, no, he can practice well, and he doesn't have to be woken up and disturbed by the yellow-faced old man for trivial things, it's too annoying.

Tu Kun suddenly turned around, looked at a white-robed Taoist priest who was waving at him with a bright smile several miles away, and he hurriedly sent a voice transmission to the temple master.

Zhang Wenfeng followed Tu Kun's direction, and saw that handsome man with a personable manner.

"Everyone wait here for a while, while we go to visit an acquaintance."

Zhang Guanzhu called the head of the mountain, Yue Anyan, Zhao Zhu'er, the five of them walked to the left together, Bone Crow followed silently.

"Boss Wood."

"Brother soil."

Tu Kun bowed his hand to call people, very polite.

The Taoist priest in white robe smiled and cupped his hands back, and then both of them shot at the same time, "bang bang", the two fists hit each other's chest hard at the same time, neither dodging or dodging, each of them wobbled and took two steps back.

"Donkey Day's wooden boss, let me catch you, don't hide, let me punch you out."

Tu Kun bared his teeth and rubbed his chest, scolding.

The white-robed Taoist laughed and said: "You are the one who will repay you with kindness and revenge. You are promising. If you dare to beat your boss, you will deal with you later. Why don't you introduce this extraordinary fellow Taoist?"

"I heard the wind from the eleventh generation of the Xianling Temple, and I pay my respects to the first generation of the temple master Xuanmu Taoist priest!"

Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands and saluted. Since he accepted Mo Ye's arrangement, as the master of the Hanling Palace, he could no longer address the other party's master in public, otherwise the bone crows who followed would lose face.

"Zhang Wenxing, Yue Anyan, and Zhao Yinzhu, the eleventh-generation disciples of Xianling Temple, pay homage to the first-generation Taoist master Xuanmu."

The three chiefs of the mountain cupped their hands and bowed down in worship.

"Zhang Daoyou is polite, please hurry up and invite the four."

Daoist Xuanmu didn't dare to take it seriously, and after returning the gift, he offered help, filled with emotion in his heart. The small Taoist temple he built casually to wash away Tu Kun's bad karma back then, did not expect to develop to the scale it is today.

What's more, this eleventh-generation temple advocate heard the news, and only after he ascended to the upper realm, he became the suzerain of the Hanling Palace.

There is nothing more magical than the encounters in life.

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(End of this chapter)