Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 73 Mang King Kong

In the dilapidated temple, Zeluoju smiled with a mask on, as if he had seen the most beautiful scene in the world. However, when everyone looked at his empty eyes, they seemed to see a little regret in them, as if he regretted that he should not have gone to the front of the horse bandit for his subordinates. To cause trouble for the Taoist in front of me.

At this time, Zeluoju's body was intact, but the soul in Niwan Palace had been obliterated by Zhou Xian's God-Destroying Finger.

"this…."

Everyone looked at this strange scene and felt their hearts tremble. They thought that Luo Ju would be doomed when they encountered the "Evil Sword of the Vast Sea" this time, but unexpectedly there was such a fierce person in their team.

With one finger, just one finger killed the famous Zeluoju. For a moment, everyone couldn't help but feel like they were in a dream. The surprise came too suddenly, and the joy of surviving the disaster instantly filled everyone's hearts.

"Taoist priest..."

Everyone just wanted to say thank you, but they found that after Zhou Xian collected the things on Zeluo Ju's body, he was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes, breathing evenly as if he had fallen asleep.

When everyone saw this, they naturally did not dare to disturb him anymore. They bowed solemnly to Zhou Xian, and then continued to surround the bonfire, but they did not talk any more for fear of disturbing Zhou Xian.

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The weather in the desert is unpredictable. After a night of sandstorms, the wind and sand recede the next day and the sky is clear.

The camel bells sounded again in the desert, and the clear sound was no longer urgent, but seemed a little pleasant to the ear.

"Taoist Priest, we will reach Yumen Pass in about a hundred miles."

The caravan leader's eyes were filled with joy. With their speed, they could arrive before dark. When he thought of his wife and children at home, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

Zhou Xian looked at the tenderness on the other person's face, smiled slightly and said, "I can see that you love your wife very much."

Hearing this, the leader of the caravan nodded, and then told his love story. There was no bloody hero saving the beauty plot. The two were childhood sweethearts, and they lived a respectful and respectful life after marriage, which was plain but warm.

Zhou Xian just listened quietly. He had nothing to do anyway, so he just thought of it as listening to the story.

After telling the story for a long time, the leader of the caravan suddenly sighed slightly and said: "I don't know how the mother and son have been doing these past few months. Fortunately, I entrusted Lao Wang to take care of them before leaving. I guess it won't be a big problem."

Hearing the name Lao Wang, Zhou Xian couldn't help but be startled. He glanced at the leader of the caravan a little strangely and asked, "Lao Wang? Is he your next-door neighbor?"

"Does the Taoist still know the art of divination?"

The leader of the caravan looked at Zhou Xian in surprise. He just mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect that the Taoist in front of him even knew this.

Zhou Xian didn't say anything, but looked at him strangely, until his scalp went numb, and he asked cautiously: "Taoist Master, what's wrong?"

Zhou Xian shook his head, as if he saw a green grassland above his head.

Seeing that Zhou Xian was speechless, the leader of the caravan could only suppress his doubts and continue on his way, striving to enter the customs before dark and return home as soon as possible.

Along the way, no blind horse bandits blocked the road. The ordinary Shakes had no intention of coming out when they saw that there were so many of them. Everyone finally arrived at the pass before the sun set in the sky.

At the pass, the leader of the caravan took all the members of the caravan and solemnly saluted Zhou Xian who was about to leave, and said: "Taoist Master, thanks to you on this journey, otherwise we might have become withered bones in the sea of ​​sand. "

Zhou Xian nodded slightly, but did not stop everyone from saluting. He had saved them, so he could accept this salute calmly.

After everyone had finished their salutes, Zhou Xian no longer stayed and rode his camel swaying away into the distance. Looking at Zhou Xian's leaving figure, everyone couldn't help but sigh. They didn't know if such an expert would meet again in the future.

"Such an expert is like a true immortal. After I return home, I will set up an immortal tablet for Taixuan Taoist Priest and worship him day and night."

Suddenly a honest voice came out from the caravan, and everyone nodded in agreement. Zhou Xian had saved their lives many times, so it was understandable to set up the longevity card.

After parting ways with the caravan, Zhou Xian let go of the camel. The Central Plains was obviously not suitable for riding a camel. The lack of acclimatization was one of the reasons, but it affected his image more.

"When you have time, you must find a popular mount."

There is no famous immortal god from ancient times who does not have a stunning mount. Even the pure and innocent moral deity has a big green bull. It can be seen that immortal gods also need to be in front of others. They can use it but cannot live without it.

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a few days later
In a small city in the Central Plains, a Taoist leading a donkey was walking on the bustling street.

While Zhou Xian was walking slowly, a wisp of fragrance suddenly passed into his nose. His eyes suddenly lit up and he raised his feet and walked along the land of fragrance.

After a while, a restaurant came into view, and the aroma was coming from inside. As soon as they arrived at the door, the aroma of wine and meat came out of the restaurant, and the sound of the chef's knives and spoons and the shouts of the waiter were all heard together.

The building was almost full of people, which showed that business was really booming. As soon as Zhou Xiang stepped into the restaurant, the waiter immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"Please come to this Taoist priest."

Zhou Xian nodded slightly, followed the waiter to an empty table and sat down. He waved his hand and said proudly: "Serve all the specialty dishes of your restaurant."

Hearing this, the waiter immediately beamed with joy and hurriedly went to the kitchen to start organizing things. Zhou Xian sat quietly in his seat, listening to the gossip in the restaurant.

"The number thirty-three on the list is a monk, nicknamed Mang King Kong. Do you think it's strange to hear that he is an abandoned disciple of Shaolin?"

"Shaolin magical arts are famous for their solid foundation, bright prospects, and slow progress. It has been seven or eight years since Shaolin's true disciples were on the list. The one who didn't expect to be on the list turned out to be an abandoned disciple."

Zhou Xian's eyes moved slightly. Isn't it Xiao Meng who is being discussed below? Sure enough, it has to be you, Mang King Kong, who has become famous so quickly.

While he was thinking, several waiters came out of the kitchen, and a dazzling array of dishes were brought to Zhou Xian's dining table.

"Taoist Master, please be patient. If you need anything, just call me." The waiter who served him before put down a bottle of wine and then went to greet other guests.

After the food and wine were served, Zhou Xian continued to listen to the gossip of people in the world while eating the food.

It seems that today is the day when the list is updated, and most people in the world are discussing news about the changes in the list, such as who is on the list again and who is pushed off again.

The most discussed one is Jiang Zhiwei, who was ranked tenth on the popular list when she first debuted, and everyone couldn't help but marvel at the demeanor of his master, "The Divine Sword from Beyond" Su Wuming.

Just as Zhou Xian was listening with great interest, a tall and thin middle-aged man suddenly said with a mysterious face: "Have you heard that the crying old man seems to be looking for a Taoist priest from Taixuan Taoism?"

"Crying old man? Why is he looking for a Taoist priest when he has nothing to do? Could it be that he wants to be killed by demons?" A young man with an upright face said bluntly.

As a disciple of a well-known and upright sect, he has always been cold-blooded about evil people. Now that he is in the Central Plains, he is not afraid of crying for the elderly. At worst, he can just call the elders in the family, as if there is no elder in the family.

(End of this chapter)