Moon Emperor

Chapter 302 Isn't This Immortal?

At this moment, Mrs. Yao looked at Yao Nianen who was crying bitterly while hugging the corpse, she was still a little dazed.

This wins?That arrogant Murong Mou, who seemed to have everything under control, just died like this?

This result came so quickly and suddenly, Cheng Yun didn't even have time to prepare mentally, so that she didn't notice what those people were chanting about "fairy" afterwards.

It wasn't until she saw that young and handsome Taoist priest walking towards this side that Mrs. Yao came back to her senses. Tears filled her eyes in an instant.

This big drop of tears contained joy and relief.

Since the death of her husband, a string in Cheng Yun's heart has been tense and has never been relaxed; today's pressure has reached its peak, and the string broke once, completely crushing her and making her feel desperate.

But never expected that at the bottom of the valley, rescuers descended from the sky, and a mysterious Taoist priest who appeared suddenly said "it shouldn't be like this", and ended everything so easily.

Mrs. Yao has never seen such a powerful martial arts master, let alone he is still so young, sometimes she really suspects that she is still in a dream, and is afraid of waking up suddenly.

When the Taoist priest approached her, Mrs. Yao wiped her tears while raising her skirt to kneel.

But Su Yanxu held her hands, "Ma'am, you're welcome."

"Great kindness and great virtue, the little girl has nothing to repay."

Hearing the lady's choked up words, Su Yan subconsciously felt a little stressed, wouldn't you do the same thing, would you? ?
Fortunately, he thought too much, and they just said: "If there is something useful for the Yao family in the future, please benevolent, please feel free to speak up, I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate."

Su Yan waved his hand, "The reason why I acted so late is to make it easier for everyone to see the true face of Murong's family. Madam, don't you blame me?"

"No complaints, no complaints." Mrs. Yao was a little apprehensive, how dare she complain, if it wasn't for this one, she would have taken her daughter to kill herself.

"Actually, there is no connection between me and the Yao family. I came here today mainly for the daughter of the Yao family."

As Su Yan said, he looked towards Cheng Yun, the pretty girl with the red hijab who hadn't known where to throw it for a long time.

Mrs. Yao was a little surprised when she heard the words, and even became a little nervous.

On the contrary, Yao An'an looked at Su Yan with a confused face, she knew that this person was talking about her.

Although in the eyes of many guests, Yao Wuyin's silly daughter probably doesn't even know what happened today.

However, Su Yan noticed that when the old cripple, Wu Zheng and others took turns playing, she hesitated several times whether to throw out the paper figurine in her hand, but she never did so.

Among the reasons, Su Yan can probably guess one or two reasons.

"Dog thief! Take your life!"

Hearing the hoarse roar, many guests who watched from afar outside the venue realized that the matter was indeed not over yet.

Yao Nian'en, or Murong Nian'en is not dead yet, this person is quite filial, he left home since he was a child, yet he still has such deep affection for his father.

Seeing that Yao Nian'en's eyes were red, and he seemed to be looking for the mysterious Taoist priest desperately, the elders and masters of the Murong family who came with the Patriarch finally couldn't sit still.

Su Yan even heard that someone was secretly sending voice messages to Yao Nianen, urging him to hold back for the time being, pretending to be regretful, and return the Yao family's foundation. As long as the green hills remain, there will be no firewood.

Yao Nianen, who was originally angry, seemed to be persuaded, and there was no other movement for a long time
On the other hand, Yao Anan looked at the Murong family and frowned, as if he hated them.

So Su Yan stretched out his hand to Yao An'an. He didn't say anything, but just looked at the paper figurine tightly clenched in the girl's right hand.

Yao An'an seemed to understand, she hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand, and put the crumpled yellow paper figurine in Su Yan's palm.

This made Mrs. Yao a little surprised. She had never seen her daughter give up her "toys" to others casually.

Immediately after, a miraculous thing happened, I saw Su Yan blowing on the paper figurine in his hand, the paper figurine floated into the air, swelled and became bigger, and finally with a flash of silvery white brilliance, the paper figurine turned into a white-haired old beggar!
He was wearing tattered sackcloth, looked to be at least seventy years old, with cloudy eyes with white clouds, holding a bamboo stick in his right hand, but a grinning mouth.

The appearance of the old beggar made Yao Anan scream excitedly! "Ah, ah!"

She took her mother's hand, pointed at the old beggar and yelled meaninglessly, as if she wanted to share the joy of the moment with her mother, and why she had persisted all this time.

It's a pity that Mrs. Yao, who had a surprised face, didn't understand why, but her arm was scratched by her daughter.
Of course, everyone outside the arena also saw this scene, and they couldn't help exclaiming, this is the legendary fairy method, right?I have never heard of any martial arts expert who can do such incredible things.

Sun Xianweng, who was kneeling on the ground, was even more excited and said tremblingly: "Cut paper to be a human being, and scatter beans to form soldiers. This is the legendary righteous law of the immortal family!"

Seeing this, the part of the people who doubted what the gods said at first began to waver, but some people still insisted, "Illusion! It must be illusion, blinding eyes. I heard that there are witches in the south who are good at this."

Su Yan still ignored the outside world, just looked at Yao An'an and said seriously: "Now you can command your paper figurine, try it."

Yao Anan nodded vigorously, and she pointed in the direction of Yao Nianen and the others, "Kill, kill, kill them all!"

Such straightforward words, uttered from this girl's mouth, actually carried a sense of excitement and excitement.

She didn't seem to realize that she was doing something cruel, just like a child of a few years old, she would trample to death when she saw a nasty bug.

Mrs. Yao's complexion changed slightly, before she could say anything, she saw the old beggar picked up the bamboo stick, stepped lightly, and killed Yao Nian'en!

Everyone in Murong's family was shocked when they saw this, they didn't dare to confront him, they just wanted to drag their young master and escape.

Yao Nian'en hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not choose to fight this weird old beggar. Of course, he did not beg for mercy from his father-killer and admit his mistake, but just shouted to all the Murong family members present: "Retreat!"

After shouting, he was the first to turn around and take the lead in running away.

The guests were quite sad when they saw this scene. The Murong family, who had had the upper hand just now, actually ended up fleeing in a hurry.

In fact, after Yao Nian'en spoke, not only the direct line of the Murong family ran away, but even some of the guests who were closely related to the Murong family tried to escape quietly.

Among them is the monk Liaokong, who now wants to die.

Unexpectedly, the old lame Zhong Chunqiu had long been paying attention to the bald thief who was looking around, and he shouted, "Where are you running!" He just chased after him without mentioning it.

Everyone's attention was mainly on the old beggar. Seeing that the Murong family used their lightness skills to flee quickly, the old beggar actually flew up!

This made the guests even more so that their jaws almost dropped to the ground. This is not the category of light work at all, is it?

The old beggar relied on his vanity to control the wind, and his speed was extremely fast. After a few breaths, he chased after Yao Nianen and his party who were scared out of their wits.

"Wow~! Where are you going!" The old beggar yelled violently, and the bamboo stick in his hand suddenly increased dozens of times, stabbing Yao Nianen's back!

Yao Nian'en sensed the strong wind, but at this moment there was no way to avoid it, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and turn around, his right fist condensed a layer of white cold air, and received the blow with [Sky Frost Fist].

"Bang~!" The bamboo stick was stained with frost, the fist was shattered, and then the arms and shoulders.

Yao Nianen's entire right arm was completely destroyed, and the bamboo stick was still extending, piercing his heart along the wound.
In terms of the upper limit of this world, Yao Nian'en is less than thirty years old, and he has already cultivated to the late stage of the second realm.

But now, the genius' eyes dimmed. Although there was deep hatred and unwillingness in it, he died.

As the bamboo stick was retracted, Yao Nianen fell on his back and reunited with his father on the road to Huangquan.

This is not over yet, the old beggar continued to kill five or six people under Yao An'an's yelling command, before Yu Fengfei returned to Yao's mansion, turned into a paper figurine, and landed on Su Yanping's outstretched palm.

In fact, who to kill is naturally directed by Su Yan secretly, and the careless girl next to her is just too addicted.

As for the art of paper-cutting to be human, to be honest, Su Yan had seen a similar Taoist art in the Buddhist scripture building of Qingcheng Palace, but he had never learned it at all.

At this moment, Su Yan just changed the "skin" of the "Mrs. Mingyue" move in "Ling Su Jing".

In fact, it is not wrong to say that it is an illusion, because the main body of Mrs. Moonlight should be a silver-white image of a woman; now it is specially replaced with an old beggar, just to mention Yao Anan's favorability and facilitate future actions.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, Su Yan is now a god descending to earth. Everyone already respects him extremely in their hearts, and the number of people kneeling down to beg for apprentices has increased a lot.

As for Murong's family, no one cares anymore. Although there are still many people who have successfully escaped, anyone with sharp eyes can see that the only masters have been killed, and the rest are just mobs.

Su Yan returned the paper figurine to Yao Anan, and the girl threw it backhandedly.

But to her disappointment, the paper figurine fell to the ground lightly and did not become an old beggar.

Seeing this, Su Yan just smiled, and he said to Mrs. Yao: "Madam, please clean up the mess. I still have something to talk to Miss Yao. Of course, it's not suitable now. There are too many people who follow me. Let's come over privately tonight and ask Madam to keep it secret."

Mrs. Yao hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

No matter what the mysterious Taoist in front of him is thinking, the Yao family can only cooperate now. With his current strength, it seems that it is really not an exaggeration to call him a god.

While Yao Anan was still staring blankly at his paper figurine, Su Yan turned around and waved to Duan Yan.

Duan Yan naturally stepped forward, but unexpectedly, in the crowd, the young man held by his parents suddenly shouted: "Master Daoist! Are you leaving?"

Su Yan nodded, and guessed in his heart that this young man hoped that he could accept him as an apprentice, just like everyone else.

But unexpectedly, Su Yan guessed wrong.

Xiao Tianci hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "I have always been curious about a question, are there really ghosts and demons in this world?"

Su Yan was a little unexpected, but still answered seriously: "There are, but the number is very rare, and they are still limited by the upper limit of the power of the world. There are no ghosts and monsters stronger than the Grand Master."

Xiao Tianci's eyes sparkled when he heard it, and he looked up at his father and mother, "Did you hear that? What the Taoist priest said must be true. He said that if there are ghosts, there are ghosts, and if there are demons, there are demons."

Lu Yan's expression was a little embarrassed. After all, when she was in the temple last night, she had just educated her son, and there were no such things in the world.

On the contrary, Xiao Hejin showed a contemplative expression. The mysterious priest said, is there an upper limit to the power of this world?The highest cannot be higher than the Grand Master.

But the strength he displayed is far stronger than the grand master. Doesn't this mean that he admits in disguise that he is not from this world?

The other guests naturally thought of this, and for a while, many people asked miscellaneous questions, such as how to break through the upper limit of strength, where will they go after breaking through, and so on.

But Su Yan ignored them, and just looked at the boy he thought was quite interesting, "Are there any other questions?"

Xiao Tianci shook his head, "Not anymore."

Now it was Su Yan's turn to be curious, "Why do you care so much about these fox demons and ghosts?"

The boy scratched his head in embarrassment, as if he didn't want to say it out loud in front of so many people.

So Su Yan said softly: "It's okay, I'm the only one who can hear what you said next, so don't worry about it."

Only then did Xiao Hejin pluck up the courage to answer: "When I grow up, I want to marry a female ghost or a fox demon as my bride. I really like reading those miscellaneous books in my father's study room, which describe those women very beautifully."

"Hahahahaha!" Su Yan couldn't help laughing out loud, "Okay, you're fine."

After finishing speaking, a cloud of pure white auspicious clouds appeared under his feet, supporting him and Duan Yan.

At the same time, with a flick of his hand, he flicked a delicate jade pendant into the young man's hand, "This is an amulet, take it, it will be good for you."

That's right, this is still the [Psychic First Product] jade pendant produced in batches by Qingcheng Palace. It is the same style as what Su Yan gave to the girl and Xiaofeng's wife. Su Yan still has a few pieces of this jade pendant, so let's replenish the stock when he returns to Qingcheng Palace next time.

Anyway, if you see a good match, you will give it away, so you don't have to feel bad at all.

The scholar and his wife suddenly showed surprise, and Xiao Tianci also curiously looked at the jade pendant in his hand.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they looked at the pair of "immortal couples" who were slowly floating towards the sky on the auspicious clouds. Damn, isn't this an immortal? !
Even the most stubborn people have convinced and believed at this moment. If this is not a god, there will be no so-called "fairy Buddha" in this world.

Some people even want to slap themselves, doubt, make you doubt!Everyone is going back to heaven, so what's the use of believing now?

Seeing that they were about to miss the legendary "Fate of Immortals", most of the people in the venue knelt down and shouted, "I beg the gods to accept me as a disciple!" "I beg the gods to guide me!"

Among them, Sun Xianweng was the most excited person. While stretching out his hands and crying bitterly, he wanted to call the alien crane he had raised for many years, hoping to catch up with the immortals.

Even though his white crane can't carry people on a long-distance flight, and it probably won't be able to catch up with the immortal.

At this moment, Su Yan, whose figure gradually began to shrink, finally responded to Sun Xianweng once from a distance, "You are helping the evildoer, this time I planned to abolish your martial arts, and I will spare you for the time being because of your sincerity to the Immortal Dao."

"I hope you will remember this lesson and take care of yourself in the future."

As the voice fell, the white auspicious cloud rose higher and higher, and flew faster and faster until it disappeared completely.
Wu Zheng, who had already recovered from his injuries, looked up at this scene and couldn't help sighing: "The Taoist priest is really a god."

Pei Qianli, the old cripple, the female swordsman, the thin man and others who were lucky enough to stay in the temple with Su Yan all night nodded in sympathy, thinking that their experience from last night to now is really full of legend.

(End of this chapter)