The Taoist was extremely fast. He just dodged and had already arrived first, blocking Ge Ling again.
Ge Ling was startled for a moment, then turned around again without saying a word.
Unexpectedly, the Taoist was a dog-skin plaster, which stuck to Ge Ling's body and returned again.
Ge Ling was well prepared this time and punched the Taoist directly on the bridge of his nose.
The Taoist smiled and gently stretched out his hand to twist Ge Ling's wrist.
Ge Ling's body fell forward involuntarily, her feet staggering.
Fortunately, the Taoist didn't use much strength, which prevented Ge Ling from appearing like a dog chewing mud.
Ge Ling's pretty face turned red and she got furious.
"You stinking Taoist priest, are you being unreasonable? I've already run away, why are you still bullying me?"
The Taoist priest was not angry either. He looked at Ge Ling up and down with a noble look on his face and kept nodding.
"Don't misunderstand me, girl. Since Pindao is stopping you, he has a reason to stop you.
I see that your bones are amazing, your destiny is extraordinary, and you are a good person who is born to seek immortality and practice Taoism.
It is fate that you and I meet together. I am Kong Lingzi, the 130th generation successor of Lingshan Dao. I am willing to accept you as my disciple. You can go home and pack up and follow me."
Ge Ling didn't spit a mouthful of old blood on Kong Lingzi's face. She accepted him as a disciple without even meeting him, and followed you without asking any questions?
This is not a serious Taoist priest at all, more like a liar who abducts women and children!
In comparison, Yang Haoran, who does not wear robes, is much more serious than him.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested and I won't accompany you anymore!"
Ge Ling was about to leave neatly, but Kong Lingzi stopped in front again.
"Girl, there is no need to lie to me. You are practicing Taoist internal skills. Why are you not interested?
Taoist Kung Fu cultivation is impossible without the guidance of a master, I am here for your own good!"
"You big-headed ghost! Stinky Taoist priest, let me tell you, my aunt has someone to back me up. You can only defeat me with this little skill, and you are far behind my master.
If you want me to become your master, you can do it. If you have the ability to defeat my current master, I will obey you. Otherwise, you are a liar!"
Kong Lingzi looked happy and nodded repeatedly: "That's great, that's great. It's just the right time for you to see how wonderful our Lingshan Way is. When will you call your master out?"
At this time, Yang Haoran was still staying in Huaiyuan City, and even Ling Yurou did not return to Wuchen Medicine because she wanted to help Ling Fusheng manage the family business.
On this day, an unexpected guest came to the Ling family.
He is a young man who is only thirty years old. He is wearing a gray robe and has a rather delicate appearance.
"Mr. Yang, this is the young master who said he was looking for you."
Ling Fusheng led the person to Yang Haoran and introduced him.
Because I knew Yang Haoran's Taoist background, I thought the two people should know each other.
Unexpectedly, Yang Haoran looked the man up and down and shook his head.
"I don't know you, what are you doing with me? Forget it if it's some Taoist activities. Although I'm also a Taoist disciple, I'm different from you. I don't like to join in the fun."
The young Taoist priest was not in a hurry, his attitude was a bit lukewarm, and he was also looking at Yang Haoran.
"My senior brother was injured by you, right? It took a lot of effort to find you!" 100xue
Yang Haoran suddenly became energetic: "Who is your senior brother? I have beaten few good people, and it seems that you are not a good person either!"
"Taoist brother keeps his word about virtue, but the poor Taoist is Chu Tianhao of the Yin and Yang sect. My senior brother is indeed lacking in virtue and has been taught a lesson by my master. He is not allowed to go out in the mountains for thirty years.
I am not coming to you to seek revenge, but to get back something. That thing is a treasure to my Yin and Yang Sect, but if it falls into the hands of others, it will be a disaster. Please help me, Brother Dao!"
Ling Fusheng listened in confusion, wondering why Chu Tianhao didn't speak clearly, nor did he introduce who his senior brother was or what he wanted.
Yang Haoran's heart suddenly moved, and he already knew the origin of the other party.
After all, Yang Haoran didn't beat many bad Taoist priests, and he only took one thing from someone.
That was the lame Taoist priest from Haishi, who came to beg for the Soul-Eating Iron.
Although it was already clear, Yang Haoran pretended to be confused.
"What are you talking about in a daze? Why don't I know when I took someone else's things? Don't accuse me randomly, there is a law down here!"
Chu Tianhao was stunned and said hurriedly: "The soul-eating iron is clearly on your body, there is no mistake. This thing is very important to my Yin-Yang Sect. Whether you admit it or not, you have to return it!"
Yang Haoran spread his hands: "I didn't give you anything in return? And the soul-eating iron you are talking about sounds like an evil thing. Are you looking for that thing to harm others?"
Chu Tianhao was at a loss for words, his face turned red, and he clearly didn't seem to have had much experience in the secular world.
Yang Haoran chuckled: "Let me get it right, right? What you are looking for is definitely not something that does good things."
"You are talking nonsense, my master once said.
There are no evil tools in the world, only evil people. It is the same knife. If it is used to kill people, it is evil, but if it is used to save people, it is righteous!
In short, Soul-Eating Iron is something from the Yin-Yang Sect, if you don’t admit it, I won’t be polite!”
Once the thing is in Yang Haoran's hands, there is no reason to return it, and Yang Haoran did not snatch the thing in the first place.
What's more, the soul-eating iron is indeed an evil thing. If it falls into the hands of someone with evil intentions, who knows who will be harmed by it.
Who knows the origin of this Lingshan Dao, if it was really used by them to harm people, wouldn't Yang Haoran become an accomplice of a fool?
Yang Haoran sneered: "Okay, I want to see why you are so rude."
Chu Tianhao immediately pulled out a sword from his waist and pointed it at Yang Haoran.
"I just fought with you once, and I took away whatever I won!"
Before Yang Haoran could speak, Ling Fusheng had already stood up with a cold face.
"This little master, this is my home. Have you ever asked me, the master?
I advise you to leave now, otherwise I will call the police and arrest you immediately!"
As expected, Chu Tianhao had no social experience. He was immediately at a loss and broke out in a cold sweat.
He was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "It's a shame that you are a Taoist disciple, but you don't dare to challenge me. I, I..."
Chu Tianhao originally wanted to threaten Yang Haoran, but he couldn't think of what to say.
Yang Haoran laughed: "Forget it, you look like an honest kid who has never been out.
I won’t make it difficult for you. I’ll just fight you as you said. After you lose, go back and tell your adults that you can ask for something and explain clearly what you need to do.
Please give me an explanation for what happened before, and it’s okay to take the things to you, otherwise no one can take them away once they’re in my hands!
If you want to grab it hard, I’m here to help you at any time!”