Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 77: Attack the Qinglong Gang

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The magic technique of 'Hutian Talisman' is really very convenient. As long as you look in one direction, press your magic power and take a step, you will be there in an instant. No river or mountain can stop it.

The only bad thing is that this magic technique consumes too much mana. It is okay to use it occasionally. If you use it to travel, Xu Junming's mana will be exhausted within two hundred miles.

I used it just now, not because I was afraid that Huang Yuanjia would default on the payment and leave a deep impression on him; but because I planned to go back early to understand the further 'Hutian Talisman'.

Compared with Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the Space Dao, it is really difficult to understand.

As for the evil cultivator who restrained the soul and refined the soul, he had no intention of taking care of it. There are hundreds of thousands of people in Tanzhou, and he is definitely not the only one who practices Taoism. No one cares about the Taoist temple here, and he is just a passerby, and there is no need to be a leader.

When he returned to Ma's house, because it was already late at night, Xu Junming did not disturb his grandfather and grandson. He went back to his room, sat cross-legged, and began to understand what he had learned.

The next morning, Huang Yuanjia sent 600 taels of silver.

Considering that he had a high status in Tanzhou, Xu Junming took out the bracelets, gold hairpins and other gold and silver jewelry that were difficult to convert into cash that he had previously obtained from the weasel bag, and asked Huang Yuanjia to exchange them for gold and silver.

After seeing the magic of Xu Junming's Taoism, the latter naturally would not refuse.

After leaving a deadline of seven days, he took the belongings and left.

Two days later, Xu Junming was transporting mana, collecting the southern flame energy to practice the 'Purple Spirit White Fire'. He has been studying very hard recently, and this really low-grade fire has reached the advanced level.

"Dong dong...!"

The rapid knocking on the door touched Xu Junming's consciousness that was left on guard outside.

He stretched his legs out of bed, put away the 'Six Towns Talisman', opened the door, and an anxious-looking Father Ma appeared in front of him.

Before Xu Junming could say anything, he knelt down with a 'pop'.

He quickly stepped away and reached out to help the other person up.

"Old layman, if you have something to say, let's talk about it later. What are you doing?"

"I hope the Taoist priest can save my grandson Changshan's life!"

Seeing the old man looking miserable and panting, I was afraid that something might happen to him again, so I quickly activated the 'Pure Heart Talisman' to stabilize his emotions first.

"Speak slowly, what's wrong with Mao Tou?"

"It was my usual neglect of discipline that allowed this child to develop the habit of sneaking around. But I know he was also helpless. He was young and weak, and I was bedridden and needed money for medicine. If not, our father would have Sun has long since starved to death.”

"But stealing is not the right way after all, and Dao Dao has been so kind to me. He cured my disabled body, and our grandson's expenses have dropped significantly. Therefore, recently I have been thinking about letting him learn a trade, so that he can start a family and start a business in the future. Be a human being."

"Changshan is a filial kid and agreed. However, the vicious Qinglong Gang refused to agree. They had to make my grandfather and grandson pay a hundred taels of silver before he let Changshan quit the gang. Otherwise, he would be a slave in the Qinglong Gang for the rest of his life! !”

"It's pitiful that three generations of my Ma family have been poor, and they can't even afford ten taels of silver, let alone a hundred taels. Those fierce gods from the Qinglong Gang arrested Changshan as soon as they heard that we had no money. The old man was really helpless, so he came to ask for help. Please be merciful and save my poor grandson!"

As he spoke, he knelt down again.

Xu Junming quickly grabbed him.

"I also like the old layman who is very filial and free of courtesy. Moreover, he has been taken in and taken care of by your grandparents for many days. Now that you are encountering difficulties, I will naturally not stand by and watch."

"Thank you, Taoist Master, thank you Taoist Master!!"

Xu Junming nodded.

"Do you know the details of the Qinglong Gang?"

"Although I live in Tanzhou, I don't know much about the Qinglong Gang. I just heard from people that they are the largest gang in Tanzhou. Their hands and eyes are as good as the sky. Even the people in the yamen have to give them a lot of respect. As for the specifics how…!"

Father Ma shook his head.

Although Xu Junming felt a little regretful about this, he was not surprised.

A low-level citizen will naturally not know much about powerful gangsters.

In this case, he didn't need to ask anymore about the location of the Qinglong Gang's headquarters.

"Old layman, please give me a piece of woolen clothing."

Father Ma nodded and quickly went to the main room to get a piece of his grandson's clothes.

"Taoist priest, do you think this is okay?"

He took it, looked at it, and nodded.

"Old layman, please wait at home. I'll bring Maotou back."

"Let's ask the Taoist priest together!"

After smiling, Xu Junming took the clothes and walked out of Ma's house.

It was already late at night. Apart from the occasional lights and the occasional barking of dogs, there were no other sounds in the surrounding alleyways. Not even a single figure could be seen.

Xu Junming pinched the seal in his hand.

"The patriarchal clan of the Shangqing Dynasty, Linghe is looking for the trace, as urgent as the law!"

A white feathered crane appeared out of thin air, circled three times on the old clothes in Xu Junming's palm, then flapped its wings and flew away.

Xu Junming took a step forward and followed closely behind.

About ten minutes later, we arrived at a deep-walled compound in the west of the city, outside the gate of a heavily guarded mansion.

After looking around for a moment, he walked straight towards the door.

If he just wanted to save people, he wouldn't have to go on a rampage. But considering that Father Ma and Mao Tou will continue to live in Tanzhou, it is necessary to educate these rogues from the Qinglong Gang.

Moreover, he needs gold, silver, copper, iron, tin, and hardware to practice his sword, so there is no way he will be generous to others this time.

When he came to the door, he looked at the closed vermilion door, activated the 'Demon Slayer Sword Talisman' and swiped it, and the door lock and door bars behind were all broken into two sections.

Lifting his big feet, there was a 'clang' sound, and the thick wooden door was kicked open by him.

The movement, which was not small, seemed especially huge in the silent night.

"who??"

"Damn, that bastard made such a big fuss?"...

Cursing voices came from inside.

Not long after, the man in charge of the gate came out disheveled with a machete in his hand.

Seeing the open door and the tall young Taoist approaching with a green bamboo staff and a dharma bag on his back, he was stunned for a moment.

"Is this the Qinglong Gang?" Xu Junming asked.

"Exactly, who are you?" A tall and thin man said subconsciously.

"Little Zamao, was it you who made the noise just now...?"

Before he could say "make", he heard a "pop" and saw his left cheek swelled up.

Xu Junming put down his hand.

"If your mouth is not clean, you should be beaten!"

These gatekeepers usually relied on the power of the Qinglong Gang and were used to being arrogant and domineering. Now they were suddenly beaten. Their heads buzzed and they rushed to the door angrily. Regardless of whether they were their opponents or not, they swung their machetes and rushed forward.

"Damn you little bastard, I'll kill you!"

Xu Junming waved the bamboo stick in his hand, and with a bang, the person flew out faster than before. It fell to the ground and rolled twice and stopped moving.

Although the bamboo stick in his hand was just harvested from old bamboo in the mountains and not a spiritual root, it was often watered and cultivated with the Qi of Jiamu on weekdays. Although it was not a magic weapon, it had already become as strong as fine steel.

It is usually used to pull grass and repel snakes, which is very convenient. It's the first time I've used it to hit someone today.