This kind of voice, if you say more than two words to him, you will immediately want to tear his mouth to the back of his head.
The sound was not loud, but it fell on the ears of everyone present.
From the horizon, a somewhat thin figure swayed over and stood a mile away opposite Sanyi.
"Stinky bald donkey, you damn near burned the uncle's clothes, just tell me how to compensate?" The wretched man had a very reasonable expression on his face, put his hands on his hips, and looked at Sanyi with a wink.
Behind them, Yun Manlou and Chuxue were a little stunned.
This man's cultivation level was clearly invisible to the two of them, and he was so fast, so he must be a master.
Since he is not an ordinary person, he must be able to tell at a glance that Trinity is extraordinary. But this person is like a fool, looking arrogant, and clearly deserves a beating.
Yun Manlou coughed twice and said: "This fellow Taoist, this person in front of you is not a simple person. If you have no intention of fighting, please leave quickly and don't cause any unnecessary disaster!"
Yun Manlou's idea is very simple. Although the guy in front of him has a somewhat unpleasant voice, looks a little ugly, has a thin figure, and is a little ignorant...
It doesn't matter if there are many shortcomings, the main thing is that Yun Manlou can't see through his cultivation level. Either this person possesses a secret treasure that can cover his aura, but this kind of secret treasure is very rare, and it is impossible for ordinary people to possess it.
There is another possibility that this person's cultivation level is much higher than mine. Of course, this possibility is unlikely.
No matter what the situation is, it shows that the identity of the wretched man with a mustache in front of him should not be simple, so Yun Manlou can persuade him. After all, in the world of cultivation, it is better to have one more friend than one more enemy.
But unexpectedly, the mustache suddenly turned around and looked at Yun Manlou with squinting eyes, "If you want to take care of it, get out of here!"
"You!" If it were normal, Yun Manlou would have taken action long ago.
"Oh! Still not convinced?" The mustached eyes swept over his body, and then suddenly realized, "It turns out to be the boy named Yun, but you are really greedy, so many demon cultivators have deposited their cultivation base.
Inside the body, sooner or later you will die violently!"
Yun Manlou was startled. Although the mustache's words were unpleasant, they directly told the truth about Yun Manlou's body.
Yun Manlou used secret techniques to improve his cultivation, which had no impact at all. However, in order to quickly improve his cultivation within a period of time, he absorbed too much demon cultivator power.
From the outside, his cultivation has indeed reached the pinnacle of the world of cultivation. However, only he understands that those demon cultivators have been deposited in his body and cannot be effectively transformed.
Although it won't have any impact in the short term, if it goes on for a long time, these accumulated cultivations will be repelled by your body. It's hard to say what the situation will be like by then.
Apart from him, only half of the people in the world knew about this matter.
However, the person in front of him just glanced at him and directly revealed the secret of his body. How could this kind of thing not surprise him?
"Dad, this guy..." Chuxue was about to retort, but Yun Manlou stopped him with a frown.
The mustache ignored Yun Manlou and turned around to look at Sanyi.
"Hey! You bald donkey, can't you hear or something? Hurry up and pay for your uncle's robe, or else you'll blind these shining dog eyes!"
"Who is the donor?" Sanyi was also surprised to find that even he couldn't see through the cultivation level of the person in front of him.
"None of your business!" The mustached man was not timid at all, and directly started the tsundere-fighting mode.
Who is Sanyi? It's an existence that the world looks up to. But now, this ignorant mustache doesn't give him any face, and his words are completely out of character.
Below, the group of monks at Chongnan Temple could no longer stand it.
Jiang Long looked unkind, "Who are you to be so disrespectful to His Holiness? Do you know that if it weren't for His mercy, you would have passed away several times now!"
The mustache became even more angry. He lowered his head and said, "Bald man, have I spoken to you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the mustache's voice suddenly rose several decibels, "Shut up!"
"Uh huh huh!"
Jianglong was about to talk, but what he didn't expect was that for some reason, he couldn't open his mouth.
The demon beside him was stunned for a moment, "Abbot? Your mouth?"
Jianglong subconsciously touched his mouth, and he was surprised to find that the position of his mouth was actually a layer of smooth skin.
His mouth is missing?
The moment the dragon subdued, his hair suddenly exploded. He took out his alms bowl and took a photo.
On the golden alms bowl, his mouth really disappeared strangely.
What's going on?
The scene that just happened fell directly into Sanyi's eyes.
Finally, Sanyi no longer looked at the mustache calmly.
His whole body was instantly enveloped in a golden light.
"It turns out to be you!"
The mustache was a little surprised, "Hey, you ignorant bald donkey, do you know this uncle?"
Sanyi took a deep breath and slowly bit out three words: "Storyteller!"
His mustache curled up, "Hey, I didn't expect my uncle to be so famous!" It seemed that he was a little happy.
"Storyteller? Who is the storyteller?" Chuxue moved to Yun Manlou's side and asked in a low voice.
After seeing how powerful the mustache was, Yun Manlou already had an idea of who he was.
However, now that someone else directly named him, the shock in my heart was still huge.
He replied in a low voice: "There are seven earthly immortals: the painter, the cook, the blacksmith, the tailor, the hunter, the groom, and the storyteller!"
Chuxue's eyes trembled for a second, and then she remembered that when she was with the tailor, she seemed to have mentioned these earthly immortals. However, it was just a casual talk at the time, so Chuxue did not keep it in mind.
"Is he really an immortal?"
Yun Manlou nodded, "What you say is what you say. No one in the world except storytellers has this ability!"
On the other side, Sanyi maintained inner peace.
"Storyteller, do you know that I have been looking for traces of you earth immortals for at least a hundred years!"
The storyteller was a little surprised, "Why are you looking for us? Is it possible that you like to be mean? Or was the lesson the painter gave you, a little bald ass, not profound enough last time?"
"Senior, are you being too open-minded? You earthly immortals have not appeared in this world for many years. Do you know that the world is so big and the torrent is rolling, and those who surpass you have already appeared!"
When Sanyi spoke, his tone was full of arrogance that a Buddhist should not have.
Also, it is rare to reach such a state of practice, and it is rare to encounter the true peak existence in this world. As long as you are still an individual, you will naturally have a competitive spirit in your heart.
After hearing Sanyi's words, the mustache suddenly stuttered, "You...you...you, oh my god!" The mustache rubbed his messy hair with both hands.
"I always thought that I was the most arrogant person. I didn't expect that, Bald Donkey, you have the potential to surpass me!"
"You are obviously nothing, but you still dare to say such things in front of the uncle?" After saying that, the mustache gave a thumbs up, "I give you a thumbs up!"
Sanyi listened quietly to the nonsense, then exhaled a breath of turbid air, and slowly said: "Are you? Humiliating me?"
The mustachioed man seemed to have been greatly wronged and waved his hands quickly, "No, no, absolutely not, sir, this is a matter of fact!"
"Hmph!" Sanyi snorted coldly, "Forget it, I can see the real seal under my hands! The poor monk wants to show you, the earthly immortals who think they are great, a good look at it. Even if you don't go through the catastrophe, the poor monk can personally clean up the past.
The humiliation!”
After saying that, Sanyi clasped his hands together and roared, "The true form of my Dharma!"
Everyone present had seen the true form of Trinity before, but in an instant, a form reaching up to the sky was revealed.
The mustache nodded, "Yes, it's big!"
Dharma Xiang continued to clasp his hands together and roared, "Six-armed Vajra!"
Four golden arms stretched out from the back of the Dharma form in an instant. Adding the original two arms, there were exactly six arms.
The mustache continued to nod, "Well, there are so many hands!"
The six palms were clasped together, and the Dharma image continued to roar, "Buddha's eyes are piercing, and he can see through three thousand small worlds!"
A vertical eye suddenly opened between Dharma Xiang's brows. In his eyes, golden light burst out, as if he could see through all illusions.
Then, the skin on the Dharma's back, chest, arms, and lower body kept moving, and each eye gradually revealed its shape.
The Faxiang then stood up straight and looked at his mustache.