From this point on, Fu Yang became more cautious when working as a waiter at the inn. He was afraid that he might offend a Taoist priest who knew magic...
Once he finds someone with strange clothes or a special temperament, his service will be particularly enthusiastic, which makes people very scared.
One night, it was already very late.
There were no customers in the store. Fu Yang was wiping the tables and closing the store door at the boss's instruction.
Suddenly, an unexplained gust of wind blew from the street.
Crunch…
The inn door that had just been closed was opened by the wind.
Then from the street outside, under the dim light of lanterns, two people in black robes raised their legs and stepped across the threshold and walked into the inn.
The black robe, golden waist, and a piece of Wuji dead bone in front of the waist are very eye-catching under the illumination of the lanterns and candles in the store. There is a trace of evil atmosphere.
"Wan... guys from the Wantheo Cult!"
Fu Yang was shocked and his eyes widened.
In this illusory world of consciousness for more than two years, he has not encountered any supernatural phenomena or supernatural people. Just like ancient China, they are ordinary.
And now, he finally sensed the supernatural existence again!
Fu Yang was indeed scared. There was nothing to be ashamed of.
After all, although he can be regarded as a very powerful expert (he honed his skills by surviving alone in the wilderness for a year), but facing a supernatural person with magical powers, he is basically a scumbag...
What's more, he is still a member of the Pantheon Cult.
I guess squeezing Fu Yang to death would be like squeezing a small ant to death.
What's even more shocking is that Fu Yang's sharp eyes saw the small "one" character above the Wuji Bone Order from a distance - it was actually a member of the first group of the Pantheon Sect!
"Hey...this plot is wrong, damn! I haven't met any ghosts in the past two years, and suddenly they are so violent. The people from the Pantheon Cult are here, and they are from the first group! I have never met them in the real world.
The evil demon who has been to the first group of gods.
Do you want to try something new here? Buy one get one free, get two at a time."
Fu Yang turned on the crazy complaining mode in his heart, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, and wanted to turn around and run away immediately.
I was worried about attracting people's attention, so I just used an evil spell to kill him instantly.
"Shopkeeper, is your waiter a little out of his mind? He's so stupid that he doesn't even know the rules when it comes to mixing tea and water or ordering food?"
A hoarse voice, like the crow of a crow, came from under the black hood of the demon from the Pantheon Cult at the front.
The fat shopkeeper of the inn and restaurant was counting today's accounts with an abacus behind the counter. When he suddenly heard this sentence, he immediately ran out with a shy stomach and scolded Fu Yang.
"Why are you standing there so stupidly? Are you going to be a waiter? Hurry up and serve tea to the guests."
The fat shopkeeper seemed to change his face. As soon as he scolded Fu Yang, he immediately asked the two men in black robes with a smile what they wanted to eat, and reported some signature dishes...
Just as I was talking about having fun, I suddenly heard a small commotion outside the door.
"Brother, those two monsters are inside. Let's just rush in and kill them!"
"Okay! But junior brother, please be careful. The eggs of the Blood Demon Soul-Eating Monster Insects on their bodies must be dealt with by the elders in Maoshan later."
"Yes! Brothers and sisters, follow me in..."
It turned out to be a disciple of the Maoshan sect!
They were actually chasing the two demons from the first group of the Pantheon Sect.
Then, Maoshan disciples, all wearing blue Taoist robes embroidered with the sun, moon and stars, rushed in from the door with magic swords in their hands. They set up a Taoist formation in a fan shape and looked at the demon sitting next to the table with eagerness.
The fat shopkeeper stood there with a confused look on his face, a little silly, and had no idea what was going on.
When Fu Yang heard these words, he wailed in his heart.
"Sure enough, I still can't escape! The most severe test is coming. It depends on whether you can succeed in being awarded the title of "San Lu Zhenren" and be directly upgraded to two levels in a row to become the "San Lu Zhenren"!"
Thinking of this amazingly rich reward, he once again had the courage to face supernatural beings as an ordinary person.
You know, from Yi Lu Zhenren to San Lu Zhenren, even if a Taoist priest with this qualification takes advantage of the rich monastic resources in various sects, it will take almost several decades!
Look at Maoshan abandoned disciple Xie Daozi, look at Zhang Ruoyu from Longhu Mountain, look at the Hidden Sword Taoist from Laoshan. They are all at the peak of Sanlu Zhenren. How old are they?
And Fu Yang only needs three years (actually three hours in the real world) to have a chance. Although he has just been promoted to Sanlu Zhenren, his Taoist skills are still incomparable with Xie Daozi, Zhang Ruoyu, Zangjian Taoist and others.
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But this is already an incredible reward. It’s definitely worth it if you give it a try!
"Well, the people from the Maoshan faction are here? But they are arresting demons from the Pantheon Sect, and they have nothing to do with me? Why does Mao want to hunt me down? It's better to hide for now. It's very dangerous here."
Fu Yang thought and prepared to run away.
One of the demons snorted coldly: "You guys from the Maoshan sect have mediocre magic power but very fast speed. Just like dogs. I thought I could have a good meal tonight. You ruined my mood! Hmph!"
"Demon Dao! Hand over the blood demon soul-eating monster insect, otherwise your souls will be driven away. You won't even have the chance to go to the underworld to be punished and reincarnated."
"What nonsense!"
The black-robed demon sitting in front stretched out his right hand. There was no flesh on it, and it was a bone-like hand like a skeleton.
As soon as he grabbed it from the air, a huge phantom with white bone claws immediately appeared, heading towards the Maoshan Taoist priests.
"Should this magic trick I rely on be called the Nine Yin White Bone Claw? Does Mr. Jin want to collect the copyright fee?"
Fu Yang complained, turned around and ran away, preparing to leave this place where supernatural beings were fighting...
But maybe he hasn't dealt with any evil demons in two years, and he really overestimated their integrity.
Seeing that the white bone clawed figure the size of a dining table was smashed into pieces by several thunderbolts flying out from the formation composed of Maoshan sect disciples, another demon in black robe directly reached out and waved at the fat shopkeeper and Fu Yang.
The two people were enveloped by an invisible force and flew towards the formation of the Maoshan Sect disciples...
At this time, it is too late to take back the spell attacks that the opponent continues to release!
A gray snake-shaped Dao Fa Yin thunder hit the fat shopkeeper, and the poor guy was immediately knocked out of his mind. Fu Yang was almost scared to the point of peeing, but fortunately, the Maoshan sect is a well-known and decent sect after all, and will not take human life lightly.
Seeing ordinary people flying over, he stopped immediately after regaining consciousness, so Fu Yang escaped. A Taoist priest from Maoshan, who looked quite senior, waved his whisk with a whisk, and he was wrapped in a soft force and flew to
Sitting on the ground several meters away next to him.
"Little brother, this is no place for you to stay. Run for your life quickly!"
This Taoist priest has a good heart.et
Fu Yang nodded wildly, got up and was about to run.
Unexpectedly, the two monsters from the first group of the Pantheon Sect sneered and actually stretched out their hands to face Fu Yang from a distance.
brush!
A bloody red beam with a fishy smell crossed a distance of more than ten meters and directly hit Fu Yang's heart. Then it twisted a few times like some kind of insect and got in.
Then the demon started laughing wildly.
"Hahaha! You Maoshan sect hypocrite, I have inserted the eggs of the infinitely powerful Blood Demon Soul-eating Insect into the body of this waiter. It has become one with his heart. What are you going to do now? There is no value in killing us anymore.
, the important thing is to kill him! Otherwise, once the Blood Demon Soul-eating Insect hatches..."
Fu Yang's face turned pale.
He immediately understood why he was being hunted by the Maoshan faction. (End of Chapter 5, see you tomorrow)! --flag0048--