Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 128: The Little Demon King

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"Then if they bully others, can you spank them?"

"Assholes, you were the one who took action first!" Zhao Ping'an said angrily.

"Xiao Anzi?"

Seeing his uncle's anger, Zhao Ping'an instantly fell silent. In Maoshan Beizong, this little ancestor is the devil incarnate. If she is targeted, he will not suffer any good consequences.

"My father said that if Maoshan disciples do evil things outside, they must be strictly disciplined. They must be spanked!"

Xu Junming smiled, this little girl left a good impression on him. It seems that he has a high status in Maoshan Beizong, and his background is probably extraordinary.

Seeing that he couldn't fight anymore, he didn't want to stay any longer.

Look directly at Xie Yun.

"When the competition starts, I'll be waiting for you in the ring!"

"Dare I ask for your name?" Xie Yun nodded.

"You'll know then. ... Let's go!"

After greeting Liu Dehua, the two of them spread out their body skills and quickly walked away three to four meters in a step.

"Hey, you haven't answered me yet...?"

"Lingling, it's ready!"

The woman in red spoke out and stopped the little girl who was about to chase her away.

"Sister Hong, those two guys were so rude. They ran away without even answering. Humph, I will definitely teach them a lesson next time I see them."

As he spoke, he waved his fist angrily.

"Well, Junior Uncle Luo. Junior brother and I have to rush to Changchun Valley, so we'll take our leave first."

After saying that, without waiting for a reply, Xie Yun raised his hand, and the wooden kite that had just been put away instantly appeared at an altitude of more than ten meters. He grabbed Zhao Ping'an with his hands and flew up instantly with the help of the wooden kite's spiritual light.

When the two of them entered the wooden kite, the strong wind roared, and the huge wooden kite quickly disappeared.

"Xie Yun, Chen Pingan, how dare you run away...!"

The little girl jumped angrily.

She felt that she had been seriously neglected, and her uncle's face had been completely lost in front of two good sisters.

This is great!

"Okay, Lingling! We can see you again when we get to Changchun Valley."

The woman in red quickly comforted her.

The little girl's eyes lit up.

"Sister Hong, Sister Xue, let's go quickly. I want to take care of those nasty guys!"

Judging from the way she rolled up her sleeves, she was obviously preparing for a big fight.

Chen Feihong nodded and turned away.

"Sister Xue, those two people earlier were disciples of your Southern Sect, right?"

Qiao Feixue nodded, with a hint of hesitation on her pretty face.

"The fat one is a disciple of Uncle Chen Xiaofeng in Dengzhen Pavilion, but the tall one...I have never seen him."

"Looking at the aura around this person, it is obvious that he has reached the middle stage of Xiantian. He should be very famous!" Chen Feihong said.

Qiao Feixue frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"I have seen all the disciples of the Maoshan Nanzong Xiantian Middle Stage, but he is not among them. He should be a newly promoted disciple!"

"Oh, Sister Hong, Sister Xue, why do you think so much? You'll know when you get to Changchun Valley and ask if you want!"

"Haha, we Lingling are still smarter!"

"of course!"

The little girl looked proud.

"Sisters, let's go quickly. Otherwise we'll be late!"

Chen Feihong and Qiao Feixue looked at each other, smiled, and then spread out their movements to escape deep into Yandang Mountain.

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"Junior brother, judging from your appearance, do you know the three women who followed?"

"Senior brother, don't you know?"

"If I knew, I wouldn't ask that question."

"Hehe, that's right!" He organized his speech, "The woman in white is Senior Sister Qiao Feixue, who is known as the most beautiful woman in our sect. Her master is the most popular alchemist in our sect next to Senior Uncle Qian Dinglin. Master Zheng Qiong and master Liu Wenjing are as beautiful and cold as her!"

"Like a teacher, like a disciple, no wonder! Where is the one in red?"

"She is a disciple of Maoshan Beizong. She is known as the 'Gushe Fairy' and her name is Wu Feihong. Her master is Sun Ruyun, the Jindan elder of Maoshan Beizong."

"What about the little girl?"

"She is the most amazing. Not only Maoshan Beizong, but also famous in the entire spiritual world."

Xu Junming frowned slightly, "So powerful? I think her cultivation level is only at the middle stage of Xiantian."

"Cultivation is not important, the important thing is that they have a strong background! My father is Luo Shan, the golden elixir elder of Maoshan Beizong, and my mother is Zhuge Ying, the golden elixir elder of Maoshan Beizong. My grandpa is Zhuge Xuan, the "Whale Rider" from Penglai, who is from overseas. Rumor has it that The cultivation level of the late Jindan."

"There are three golden elixirs standing behind him, and Maoshan Beizong, the top sect in the spiritual world, is supporting him. He is almost walking sideways in the entire spiritual world. So this little ancestor is a well-known person in the spiritual world and cannot be messed with. Give me the nickname 'Female Yama'."

"Female Yama? What kind of nonsense nickname is this!"

"There is no way. This little ancestor likes to meddle in other people's business, and even more so, it gives everyone a headache when he sees him. Xie Yun, who almost had a fight with his senior brother just now, is the only son of Xie Wuji, the leader of Maoshan, so why not do it in front of this little ancestor As good as a cat?!"

Xu Junming nodded.

"what is her name?"

"Luo Lingling!"

"Luo Lingling!" After tasting it, "It's better to hide away from now on."

Thinking of the three golden elixirs, he also felt a lot of pressure. If you can avoid provoking a super 'second-generation cultivator' like this, then don't do it.

Cultivation is not a game, and it will not end well if you are stubborn.

"This little ancestor will hide away from everyone who sees her! I just don't know if she will participate in the Changchun Valley competition. If she participates, whoever meets her will be unlucky."

"How to say?"

"This little ancestor loves to fight. If you beat her, she will chase you every day to compete and it will be very annoying!"

Xu Jun understood clearly.

"I hope I don't touch it."

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The two of them climbed over mountains and ridges and entered the depths of Yandang Mountain.

Originally, Xu Junming thought that the place would be very hidden and that formations would be arranged. Who would have thought that this is not the case at all.

"That's it?"

Liu Dehua was a little unbelievable.

Looking at the open terrain in front of him and the valley filled with rocks, Xu Junming was also a little surprised. I didn’t expect there wasn’t even a stage.

If I hadn't seen many young disciples from the northern and southern sects of Maoshan around me, and the Divine Fire Seal of the Nine Elders Immortal Capital was also pointing here, I would have thought I was looking in the wrong place.

"New Taoist friends, please come here to register!"

A young man wearing a blue robe, sitting behind an obviously newly made stone table, greeted the two of them.

"Walk!"

Xu Junming said hello, and the two of them came closer.

"Are you two disciples of the Southern Sect or the Northern Sect?"

"Nan Zong!"

"It turns out that it was my senior brother who came to Cheng'an to act as a temporary secretary here!"

If you don't know each other, if your cultivation level is higher than your own, you should call him senior brother, and if your cultivation level is lower than yours, you should call him junior brother. Xu Junming's cultivation level in the middle stage of Xiantian is higher than most of the young disciples present.

"Xu Junming has met Junior Brother Cheng!"

"Liu Dehua has met Junior Brother Cheng!"

After the three people greeted each other.

"Are the two senior brothers here to observe the ceremony or to participate in the competition?"

"Competition!"

"Please leave your name here!"

Cheng An handed over the pen and ink.

Hold the pen and look at it. There are three columns on it. Write your name, seniority and teacher, and that's it.

Xu Junming finished writing and handed it to Liu Dehua.

"Junior brother Cheng, is this valley the place for the competition?"

"Exactly! There are still five days until the competition period. The two senior brothers can dig on their own between the cliffs on the west, or choose an uninhabited cave to settle down. The specific battle rules and arrays will be announced on the day of the start."

"Why is it the west cliff?" Liu Dehua asked curiously.

"The east side is where the Beizong disciples settle down."

"I see!"

Xu Junming cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for letting me know!"

"You're welcome!"

Looking at their backs, Cheng An's eyes were filled with scrutiny.

"Xu Junming? Master Simu? Another unknown master with mid-level innate talent. Tsk, tsk, it seems that I have watched this competition."