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Chapter 272 Laoshan disciples

This is probably because Deng Lizi is white and fat, and his tiny face does not look like a good person. When Xuan Kong and Wang Qi first saw him, they beat him up without saying a word.

Moreover, they were very bold, but not only beat Deng Lizi, but they even took his control and completely ransacked Deng Lizi from the inside out.

The grudges and grudges are really not worthy of being told by outsiders!

As the head of the Laoshan Sect, the old Taoist priest naturally had the means. He was angry on his face and his hands squeezed out a lightning light and hit the immortal rope on Lord Nie's hand. Unfortunately, since this rope is called the immortal rope, it cannot be opened casually.

Deng Lizi smiled and said, "This is an immortal weapon refined by the ancestors of my school, which was copied by the ancient magic weapon of the gods. It cannot be cut off by thunder and fire in the mortal world."

The old Taoist snorted coldly, his body seemed to be floating in the air, and it fell lightly with a breeze. He knocked the Jinyiwei who wanted to stop him to the ground with his backhand and reached out to take out the walnuts from Nie's mouth.

As soon as the walnut was taken out, Lord Nie spitted on the ground and said, "You dog Taoist priest, I have long seen that you and the demon man Cihang Pudu are in the same group. Want to marry my daughter? Let's become a ghost first!"

He laughed as he said that Nie Xiaoqian's urn was buried by Lord Nie himself in the back mountain of Lanruo Temple. Even if you are the elder of Kongtong Sect, can you resurrect the dead?

Lord Nie was the commander of the Jinyiwei of the Song Dynasty and also had some understanding of the world of gods and demons.

His daughter Nie Xiaoqian has been dead for so long. Even if she arrived at the Netherworld, she had already been reincarnated and could she find her where she could find her? Lord Nie has heard that the Kongtong Sect is the temple of the ancient great sage Guangchengzi. So well, let their ancestors go to the underworld in person to check where Nie Xiaoqian has been reincarnated now!

He didn't believe that a mere elder of Kongtong Sect could easily inspect the "Life and Death Book" when he went to the underworld. In fact, Lord Nie was right. Even with the friendship between Xuankong and King Guang of Qin, it would be difficult to check the "Life and Death Book".

Generally speaking, the Underworld monks like Deng Lizi who have not yet entered the immortal book of Heaven and the Underworld do not need to pay attention to them.

But Deng Lizi didn't know that Nie Xiaoqian was dead. He thought that Lord Nie was deliberately hiding it from him. He sighed and shook his head and said, "Mr. Nie, why are you doing this? The emperor has already saved you from your death penalty and ordered you to regain your post. In the future, we will become officials in the same court. Why should you scold me?"

Lord Nie had known that Deng Lizi was crazy for a long time, and it was useless to talk to him. He simply closed his eyes and cursed: "Hmph, demon!"

Deng Lizi smiled and said, "Mr. Nie, you are too worried. True Man Cihang Pudu is a Buddhist monk, so how could he be the monster you call me? As for me, I have studied Taoism in Kongtong Mountain since I was a child. I have been a pure human race for five hundred years.

Lord Nie knew the background of Deng Iron, but he couldn't help but snorted: "A fool with eyes!"

If another immortal was insulted by mortals like this, he would have been angry. Only Deng Lizi smiled and said with a smile on his face: "Oh, forgot, forgot, forgot, you are so uncooperable. But I will also take you back to the city of Bianjing. When the time comes, you will see the Lord and King Ren, and you will tell him yourself."

He laughed and stretched out his hand to pick up Lord Nie away. But the old Taoist priest was still standing beside him. The old Taoist priest also stretched out a hand and pressed it on Lord Nie's shoulder, sneering: "This is Laoshan, the territory of my Laoshan Sect. Why do you touch my disciples?"

Lord Nie opened his eyes, looked at the old Taoist priest in a complicated manner, and shed tears: "Master Yimei, don't worry about me. I have the protection of Baiyun Temple in Bianjing. Even if I go to Cihang Pudu, the demon can't do anything to me!"

The old Taoist priest shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How many years have you lived in our Laoshan realm? When did you see our Laoshan sect being bullied? When I was a face-to-face teacher in the human world, I knew it was unbearable. If you even swallow such a pain in your own stomach, how can our Laoshan sect gain a foothold in the future?"

When the disciples of the Laoshan Sect surrounded the gate of Shangqing Hall heard the old Taoist priest's words, they all said in unison: "What the master said! No matter what Kongtong Sect or the Po Tong Sect, they came to the door and went over them. Our Laoshan Sect will be the king of the king!"

These disciples were all some rascals at the foot of the mountain. They had no way to survive in the world and came to join the newly established Laoshan Sect not long ago. The old Taoist priest was in charge of the Laoshan Sect at that time, but he was a living person and nodded and entered the sect.

Therefore, the courageous and fierce aura of these disciples is very heavy compared to any sect of immortal cultivation. Although in the eyes of the old Taoist priest himself, the Laoshan sect is an immortal sect for cultivation, but in the minds of these disciples, it is probably a similar image as a copycat, martial arts hall, and sect.

Now Deng Lizi is here to ask Lord Nie. In the eyes of these disciples, they are beaten to the door and kicked the house. Therefore, how can they be unwilling to be unrighteous?

There were a few stout disciples who had never heard of the Kongtong Sect who had a history of the Kongtong Sect, and they even pissed off their courage and pointed at Denglizi's nose and started to scold them. These stout people were all struggling and fighting in the market at the foot of the mountain. For a moment, various local slangs made Denglizi's mind-blind.

Although the old Taoist priest also felt that these disciples did not respect their teachers and respect their Taoism very much, he stroked his beard with great pride and thought to himself: "In this way, I still have the foresight? The sect should recruit disciples. If there are outsiders who come to the door, it is much more lively to speak and scold people together!"

Poor Taoist Master Mei, although he got a piece of Taoism by the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun Taizun, and thus opened the Laoshan Immortal Gate, but he still could not truly understand the vastness of this world.

It is also limited by the old Taoist priest's vision. His gaze is still at the level of his appearance in the mortal world. In addition, due to the limitation of innate qualifications, no wonder even after so many years, even though he has obtained the ancient Thunder God Taoist Tradition, he has not even formed a mere golden elixir.

On the contrary, Xuan Kong, as the disciple of the old Taoist priest, was the innate body of the Thunder God and the protagonist of the severe disaster of heaven and earth, and with various experiences in his previous life, so on the road of cultivation, he walked much faster than the old Taoist priest.
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