Gu Wuyou: "Worshiping does not match the image of a monk, but it is always good to have faith. At least... the rockery is antique and has a good temperament."

"Rockery? There's no such thing as a rockery, it's just a rock." Yuqing paused, "Well, it's quite round."

"Very... quite round?"

Yuqing stretched out his hand and gestured: "It's about the size of a stone ball."

Gu Wuyou and Yingying were at a loss.

…

"Your intention to avenge Wuyou's parents is good, but your skills are not enough." Kong De, a veteran, said to Shangguan Yi in the backyard of the soap shop.

Shangguan Yi curled up his lips: "I can beat you ten times."

"Nonsense, you can beat a hundred bad old men like me, so what's there to be proud of? A masked man can jump over a wall in one leap, can you do that?"

"I'm not a thief..."

"Being prepared will help you avoid trouble, and those who listen to poor advice will be right."

"Could you help me improve my strength?"

Shangguan Yi looked at Kong De suspiciously. The old Taoist's pitiful appearance was not very convincing.

Kong De twisted his beard and smiled: "Of course I can."

Shangguan Yi: "Didn't you say that all the magic formulas of the Shenxu Sect have been lost?"

Comte: "As you say, even if you haven't lost your talent, your talent and age are not enough."

"Do you have advanced martial arts in your hands?"

"Haha, Taoist priests don't like that kind of vulgar and superficial stuff."

Shangguan Yi was completely confused.

Kongde: "Strength comes from actual combat. A poor man has traveled all his life and suffered a lot before he developed a good mouth... Ahem. My method is very simple. My apprentice bought so many servants and used them to practice as much as he wanted.

That’s it.”

Shangguan Yi frowned: "Although the servants can do whatever they want, it's not good to kill people... Well, in order to avenge Gu Wuyou's parents, why bother to stick to small details!"

"Ah? No, no, you misunderstood. Pindao didn't let you kill anyone, I meant you could let your servants fight you..."

"I know better than you what servants are like. They will never dare to be enemies with their masters. How can we improve our strength in a battle without a sense of crisis? I give them swords and tell them that if they don't kill me, I will die immediately, and they naturally try their best

To go."

Kongde was stunned, while Shangguan Yi turned around and left happily.

After taking a few steps, a person came in from the front.

"It's strange that the soul-leaving syndrome has become serious. Little girl, don't shout and kill at every turn. Go to sleep for a while. I'll take a look at it for you later."

The man smiled and pointed, and Shangguan Yi closed his eyes and fell down.

But he didn't fall to the ground, but just floated out of thin air. Following the man's wave, he drifted into the bedroom of the main house, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

"Mr. Kong Dekong, right? I am Yuqing, Gu Wuyou's master."

Comte chuckled: "What a coincidence, so do I!"

Is the master great? Sorry, Taoist has seen the world in Wuliang Mountain. It's just a little magic, it doesn't scare me.

Yuqing: "Wuyou said that the Shenxu Sect was once the leader in China, and I came to visit because of his fame. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet Mr. Kong tempting the younger generation to kill people. It's interesting."
Chapter completed!