Fu Yang's movements didn't stop, and he stretched out his hand to grab it from the air again.
call!
A huge suction force emerged, directly sucking Taoist Kurong who was lying on the bluestone floor. Fu Yang grabbed his collar, pulled him closer, and stared at him face to face.
With a smile on his face, Fu Yang asked him softly: "Fellow Taoist, may I ask, do you still want to teach a junior like me a lesson now?"
The expression on Taoist Kurong's face was both horrified and ashamed. His lips moved as if he wanted to speak. But in the end, he didn't say anything and just lowered his head dejectedly.
After a long time, he finally let out a long sigh and said with Bishan eyes.
"Old Taoist... I've made a mistake. I can't see Mount Tai. I ask this fellow Maoshan man to forgive me."
But when he said this, he was almost madly shouting in his heart: "Oh my god! You are a master of Wulu of the Maoshan Sect. With your cultivation, you can at least be qualified to compete for the position of elder? Why?
Do you want to deliberately restrain your cultivation and make yourself like a younger generation disciple?"
Of course, Taoist Kurong didn't know that Fu Yang was indeed very young. Moreover, he was actually not a disciple of Maoshan at all!
Silence, silence all around.
The young Taoist priest Mingxuan and the other Laoshan sect disciples held their breath, not even daring to take a breath. There was only endless horror and awe in their eyes.
After a long time, the disciple of the Laoshan sect with the highest level of cultivation among them sighed and said: "Master Wu Lu... this is an absolutely super strong man! In our Laoshan sect, he is also qualified to compete for the position of elder.
I didn't expect that this master from Maoshan is so young. It really embarrasses us."
He shook his head, looking a little depressed.
Because Fu Yang seems to be about the same age as him, but he is "just" Erlu Zhenren - although in fact this is an amazing level of cultivation in the entire supernatural world!
Compared with a perverted monster like Fu Yang... isn't this asking for abuse?
Another Laoshan disciple next to him whispered: "Brother, we don't have to belittle ourselves. As far as I know, there are many strong old monsters who have some skills to keep their appearance. Look at our gatekeeper, he is seventy or eighty years old.
, didn’t he also look about forty years old during the fight?”
The implication is that Fu Yang's actual age is not as young as he appears on the surface!
Maybe... he is an old man of seventy or eighty years old, an old monster.
"That's right! It's very possible. In this case, we have to be more polite. Come over and apologize quickly."
The leader of this group of Laoshan disciples waved his hand, and they all ran over and saluted at the same time.
The senior brother's emotional intelligence was actually quite high. He held his hand to Fu Yang from a few meters away and said, "This junior has met the seniors of the Maoshan sect. I heard that the seniors came to visit my friends in Laoshan. This should be a happy thing. Why bother?"
Is this so embarrassing? Please put down the gatekeeper I sent."
Fu Yang smiled slightly: "It's easy to talk about. I originally didn't want to do anything to this Taoist Ku Rong."
While responding, he released his grip on the other person's collar.
Taoist Kurong finally landed on his feet and staggered back a few steps. He looked at Fu Yang with a very complicated expression.
Fu Yang looked very indifferent and clapped his hands easily.
"Old man, first of all, let me state that I have no intention of slapping the Laoshan sect in the face! We are all orthodox Taoists, and the sect is also among the three giants of the Taoist sect. If you hadn't repeatedly made things difficult for me, I wouldn't have wanted to expose myself.
After all, I said, I came to your Laoshan sect to visit friends."
"But what happened today can be regarded as teaching you a lesson. Don't rely on your elders, and don't boss around your juniors because you think you are senior. After all, in our supernatural world, in addition to seniority, we also
It is said that those who have mastered it come first! If I have a high level of cultivation, I will be powerful."
What Fu Yang said was reasonable and well-founded. He neither deliberately humiliated him nor made trouble unreasonably.
Even though Taoist Kurong was unwilling to admit his mistake, he had to nod and accept it humbly. At the same time, he did not dare to make things difficult or stop Fu Yang. After registering the visitor's information, he burned a talisman and informed the sect that he was allowed to communicate with him.
Mr. Xiong has entered the mountain...
In addition to Mingxuan, the several Laoshan sect disciples also eagerly followed Fu Yang up the mountain to talk to him.
After some exchanges, Fu Yang knew their names. The leading senior brother among them was Wang Qiang, and most of the others were also named Wang. They should all be hereditary disciples of the Laoshan sect.
"Senior, what is the name of the friend who came to visit me in Laoshan? Maybe I, the junior, may know him."
Wang Qiang's tone was respectful, and he was close to him.
Before Fu Yang could answer, the fat panda in his arms immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brother Cactus! Let's come find Brother Cactus."
Uh... Cactus brother?
Wang Qiang was stunned.
Then he showed an awkward smile: "Well... although I have a wide circle of friends among the young disciples of my Laoshan sect and know a lot of people, I really don't know anyone named Cactus Brother. It's really a bit, a bit
…”
He originally wanted to say "weird", but he was worried about offending this senior from Maoshan.
Bang bang bang!
Fu Yang slapped Mr. Xiong three times on the head, and then smiled apologetically at Wang Qiang: "I'm sorry, my demon pet is quite strange. It's not very smart. Don't be the same as it."
Mr. Xiong wanted to bite Fu Yang, but he was tightly squeezed in his arms, unable to move like a furry ball. He could only curse Fu Yang in his heart, and fucked his butt dozens of times with a 30-pound catfish.
The action described...
"My friend's name is Wu Jian. I wonder if brother Wang Qiang knows him?"
"Oh, Brother Wu!"
Wang Qiang looked stunned, then nodded, saying that he knew Wu Jian. He also told Fu Yang that Wu Jian was also well-known among the younger generation of the Laoshan sect and ranked among the best.
He said to Fu Yang.
"Senior Brother Wu Jian is a direct descendant of the Wu family. The Wu family and the Wang family where I belong are hereditary families in Laoshan. Starting from about the Song Dynasty, generations of Laoshan disciples have been here. Unless the family members have no foundation in cultivation at all, they will be expelled from the master.
Give me some money to make a living."
"Although our Taoist sect is different from the supernatural family, we mainly rely on constantly absorbing new disciples to maintain fresh blood and grow stronger. But after all, hereditary families still have a slight advantage when they start. For example, our younger generation in Laoshan now
Among the top ten disciples, there are four hereditary disciples and six non-hereditary disciples. This is a relatively healthy ratio." (First update)