Chu Tianhao left as quickly as he came back, and less than two hours later, he appeared at the Ling family manor again.
He put on a new Taoist robe, but he no longer had the arrogance he had when he first came here, and he looked a little reserved.
"Why are you back again? Are you not convinced?"
Chu Tianhao blushed and looked quite embarrassed.
He cupped his fist towards Yang Haoran and lowered his head.
"Brother Dao, don't get me wrong. I am here to send a letter of challenge to my master."
Yang Haoran narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"You can send it as you like, but it's my business whether to accept it or not."
Chu Tianhao was stunned, his face turned redder, and he was a little at a loss.
"Brother Taoist, I am speechless at what I said, but there are some things I must make clear to you.
Soul-Eating Iron is very important to the Yin-Yang Sect, and the Yin-Yang Sect must recover it no matter what.
So whether you accept this challenge or not, someone will come to Brother Dao to ask for the Soul-Eating Iron."
Yang Haoran sneered: "Is there really such an important thing that would be handed over to a lame Taoist priest with evil intentions?"
Chu Tianhao's face turned red: "Brother Dao, you don't know that our Yin-Yang Sect is divided into three branches, and my master is the current head of the Yin-Yang Sect.
The soul-eating iron is in the hands of my uncle's lineage, but my uncle has already left earlier, and my senior brother is his only disciple, so it is natural to inherit his uncle's mantle.
But it’s different if it falls into your hands. It’s like being snatched away by an outsider. The Yin-Yang Sect will get it back no matter what!”
"No need to say anything, just tell me what your master has planned."
Chu Tianhao looked solemn and said: "My master asked me to tell Taoist brother that he will personally take people down the mountain in half a month.
During this period, let the Taoist brother invite helpers to come, and then three games will be played according to the Taoist rules.
If Brother Tao loses, please return the Soul-Eating Iron to the Yin-Yang Sect. If the Yin-Yang Sect loses, then the Soul-Eating Iron will be given to Brother Tao as part of the Yin-Yang Sect."
Yang Haoran laughed: "Who does your master think he is? Have you asked me for my opinion? I never said I would wait for him!"
Chu Tianhao frowned, and beads of sweat were already rolling down his forehead.
In fact, his master had given a death order, asking him to keep an eye on Yang Haoran.
But Chu Tianhao is self-aware, and with Yang Haoran's ability, it is absolutely impossible for him to leave.
"Brother Taoist, you are acting rogue, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the Taoists?"
"Haha, do you think I am you? What do others say about me? What does it have to do with me? I am a Taoist traveling around the world. If you have the ability, your master can make trouble for me.
But don’t forget to tell your master that your Yin-Yang Sect has a dojo. If you make me unhappy one day, I will go to the Yin-Yang Sect from time to time to visit!"
Chu Tianhao was so anxious that he finally understood what it means to be barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.
Yang Haoran is alone and fearless. The Yin and Yang Sect can really run away, but the monks cannot run away from the temple.
Ling Yurou secretly laughed at the sidelines. Chu Tianhao, an honest Taoist priest, could only admit that he was unlucky when he met Yang Haoran.
Unexpectedly, Chu Tianhao actually knelt down in front of Yang Haoran and buried his head deeply on the ground.
"I'm not begging Brother Tao, but this matter must eventually come to an end. Please think twice before taking action."
Yang Haoran couldn't help scratching his head, and quickly ran over to pull Chu Tianhao up, with an annoyed look on his face. Read the book
"You little spineless Taoist priest, don't you know you can't worship randomly?
Forget it, I'm afraid of you, go back and tell your master, I'll wait for him for half a month.
It also made him stop thinking about it, it’s not that easy to grab something from me!”
Chu Tianhao looked delighted: "Thank you so much, Brother Tao."
Yang Haoran waved his hand impatiently: "Why are you thanking me? Get out of here now. It seems that your master doesn't know how to teach his disciples, otherwise he won't be able to teach a stupid Taoist priest like you!"
At this time, Ge Ling was extremely annoyed in Haishi. That guy Kong Lingzi actually clung to her like candy.
No matter what Ge Ling said, Kong Lingzi just said: "There must be a destiny between you and me, so be my disciple!"
"Yuanfa, you big-headed ghost? Can I just call my master right now? I'm afraid of you."
Kong Lingzi smiled and said: "Don't worry, our Taoist disciples are all magnanimous people.
If your master hears my name, he will definitely be happy to let you become my master, otherwise based on your qualifications, following a mediocre person will only make your pearls fall into dust and mislead others!"
Ge Ling snorted, ignored it, and dialed Yang Haoran's phone angrily.
"Yang Haoran, I finally met a Taoist priest who is more shameless than you!"
Kong Lingzi on the side and Yang Haoran on the other end of the phone both have black lines. Why do these words sound so unpleasant?
"Haha, Ge Ling, have you misunderstood me? I am a serious Taoist disciple, how can I be compared with that shameless Taoist priest?
From the tone of your voice, you must have been deceived, right? For money or sex?"
"You lied to me. I really met a shameless Taoist priest. He insists on saying that my bones are amazing and my destiny is extraordinary. He insists on me becoming his teacher. He sticks to me like brown candy."
Yang Haoran suddenly became energetic and jumped up from where he was sitting on the chair.
"He is really a shameless Taoist priest. Does he understand the rules? Didn't you tell him that you are a disciple of Xiaoxianguan?"
A hint of cunning flashed across Ge Ling's face: "Of course I said it, but he also said it.
He is the 139th generation of Lingshan Road..."
"Wrong, it's the 130th generation, you are the 139th generation."
Kong Lingzi corrected leisurely from the side.
"Um. He said that he is the 130th generation descendant of Lingshan Dao, and he is the tenth generation of the Immortal Temple. Even if you meet him, you have to kowtow and kneel down and call him Immortal Master.
He also said that what I learned from you is like a flower stuck in cow dung, and Xiaoxian Temple is rubbish!"
Kong Lingzi on the side looked at Ge Ling in surprise.
"When has Pindao ever said such insulting words to Si? You are slandering me!"
The corner of Ge Ling's mouth twitched: "That's what he said. He also said that if you disagree, he will beat you until you are convinced!"
"Hehe, although I know what you said is a bit watery, this kind of thing will never be tolerated. Tell that shameless guy that I am waiting for him in Huaiyuan City. How dare you let him come to me! I beat him and called me grandpa.
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Ge Ling hung up the phone and looked at Kong Lingzi sideways.
"My master is in Huaiyuan City. He said he will beat you until you call him grandpa. Do you dare to go?"
"It seems that that Taoist brother is also a sexual person. He is too angry and is not in line with the true meaning of Taoism. I will just go with you and help your master calm down the anger!"
Ge Ling had a playful smile on her face. When these two guys met, there must be something good going on.