After being forced by the disciples with words, the old Taoist priest's face turned purple again, and he called Xuankong and asked, "Xuankong, you are the eldest disciple of my Laoshan Sect. Tell me if you should care about this matter?"

This is the old Taoist priest supporting Xuankong. No matter what Taoist name it changed, the old Taoist priest was still Xuankong in his heart.

Xuankong took a step forward and had not spoken yet.

Peng Liehun pulled the Nie hunter and knelt in front of Xuan Kong and shouted: "I don't know that Taoist priest is the eldest disciple of the Laoshan sect. We two of us rude people in the mountains are rude! Please help Taoist priest to save the family in our village in the mountains!"

"You get up first." Xuan Kong helped his hands with his hands, and a ray of true energy lifted the two hunters from the ground.

Seeing this, the hunter named Peng had greater confidence in Xuankong and pulled Xuankong's clothes and asked him to go down the mountain.

The third senior brother was jealous and said coldly: "Nephew Xuankong, the female corpse in the mountain has at least a hundred years of skill. You must be down-to-earth and follow your abilities." He only said that even if Xuankong started practicing Taoism from his mother's womb, what kind of earth-shaking magical power can he cultivate in just twenty years?

The hunters at the foot of the mountain don’t know the roots of Xuankong, but who don’t know these disciples of Laoshan Sect?

"Stop!" Xuan Kong snorted coldly, and invisibly felt pressure, suppressing the words in the third senior brother's throat.

His eyes slowly swept across the faces of the junior brothers of the Laoshan Sect, and no one dared to look at him. Xuankong nodded with satisfaction and said in front of the old Taoist priest: "Master, I would like to ask, Laoding Jufeng is the territory of Laoshan, so the wild forests on the hillside do not fall into the scope of Laoshan?"

People at that time were very particular about their sphere of influence.

How can you allow others to snore under the bed?

The old Taoist priest looked at the disciples in the hall. Except for Xuankong, the other disciples were all shivering, fearing that they would be assigned to be assigned. He stroked his brow and said sadly: "Of the mountainside, of course, it is also Laoshan."

After receiving the affirmation of the old Taoist priest, Xuan Kong said again: "I have followed my master to practice Taoism on the mountain since I was a child, and I have also read the book that my lips and teeth are cold. The hunters in the mountain all rely on our Laoshan School to enjoy life. Now there are demons, can we stand by and watch?"

He also said: "I heard from others that the world is in troubled times now, and evil people are emerging, but it is not a great opportunity for my Laoshan Sect to establish fame!"

It has always been the wish of the old Taoist priest to make the Laoshan sect famous and to build the Laoshan sect into the world's largest sect.

When I heard Xuan Kong's high spirits, there was naturally no reason to refuse.

The second senior brother poured cold water and said, "We are not Maoshan, Gezao, can you let the old master take action to deal with the female corpse?" The other junior brothers said together, "Yes, yes, we have not learned profound magic in Laoshan, so where can we destroy the evil spirits?"

Xuan Kong sneered and said, "It's not that my Laoshan School's magic is not sophisticated enough. I just dare to ask, how many junior brothers are doing two hours of homework every day?"

Wang Qi raised his hand first, and the second and third brothers looked at the junior brothers behind him, and all raised their hands one after another.

Xuankong said again: "After four hours of homework, how many junior brothers have persisted?"

This time, only Wang Qi, who had just gone up the mountain, raised his hand. He didn't have long been up the mountain, and he was favored by the old Taoist priest and gave him the "wall-passing technique" in advance. It was the moment of curiosity in his heart, so he insisted on doing four hours of homework every day.

Xuan Kong shook his head and said nothing. He had been growing up since childhood, and his only time to take a break was to read Taoist books.

In the past, he had a moment of time to sleep, but later, with the depth of Taoism, he spent more than eight hours a day on pondering the Purple Mansion Golden Pill. It can be said that his Taoism has actually become the number one in Laoshan. Even the old Taoist priest does not have this talent to condense the Golden Pill Dao through several remaining pages of the ancient god.

If a small century-old zombie formed a corpse pill, it would be a bit tricky. If it had not formed a corpse pill, it would have not been taken seriously by Xuan Kong.

The two hunters didn't know the relationship, but when they saw Xuankong defending all the Taoist priests of the Laoshan Sect, they were also happy. It would be best to ask such a powerful person for help.

The Laoshan Sect was speechless by Xuan Kong's words. The second senior brother rolled the Taoist robe and laughed a few times and said, "Then it depends on how my nephew Xuan Kong made me famous in Laoshan."

Some of the soft-hearted junior brothers suggested: "Why don't we go with you? Then we will set up the 'Nine-Dao Thunder Formation' of my Laoshan Sect, are you still afraid that you will not be able to deal with a zombie?"

The third senior brother tilted his eyes and said coldly: "Some people want to show off, why should we stop them? Only when we taste the pain in the outside world will we realize the kindness of our senior brothers." He bullied Xuan Kong to grow up in Laoshan since childhood and had no understanding of the cruel world outside.

Xuankong laughed in his heart. He had been living on the Tao for the rest of his life in his previous life. He had seen the cruel side of this world, so what else could he be afraid of?

After making the decision, Xuan Kong said with his chest straight: "Master, it's enough for a disciple to take action. You can definitely kill the zombie!"

The old Taoist priest smiled and was about to nod, but saw Wang Qi in the hall standing up: "Master, although Wang Qi has just come up the mountain, he is willing to help the senior brother."

"Hmph!" The second senior brother and others secretly glared at Wang Qi, and refused to admit that they were timid and afraid of death in front of the old Taoist priest. They all took a step forward: "Disciples, wait, are willing to go together."

The old Taoist priest looked at Xuankong, and Xuankong frowned. It would be no problem to have himself to destroy a small zombie. But if he brought these junior brothers with him, he would have some thoughts to take care of them and he would have more effort.

Seeing Xuan Kong without saying anything, the old Taoist priest naturally understood that in the world of immortal cultivation, it was not up to the crowd to gain the upper hand.

He clicked Wang Qi: "Then let Wang Qi go with you, and you two will clean up and go out with Peng Liehuo and the others!"

Peng Liehuo saw the sky getting darker through the door and window. Although he was happy, he did not dare to waste time. He jumped up from the chair like a big horse monkey, pulled Xuankong and Wang Qi's sleeves and walked towards the door.

The hunter surnamed Nie shook his head, sighed softly, saluted the old Taoist priest, and followed Peng Liewo down the mountain.

He also knew that this time he went to Laoshan to bring reinforcements and offended the second and third brothers for no reason. If there was a bad future, he would probably have endless troubles. But when he thought about the female corpse who was still lying in the village, he really believed in the disciples of the Laoshan Sect who could only talk big.
Chapter completed!