As these words came out, the old Taoist's eyes gradually turned into a black line.
He looked at his apprentice and suddenly felt like killing him.
This traitor was picked up from the trash can by me. How could his mother tell him that the family lineage is only one heir?
He chose the surname Zhang himself.
This traitor!
Zhang Mingling had no idea that his master was behind him.
Continue to complain while playing games.
"I can only use my phone to chat with netizens every day, but now I have more than ten online dating partners!"
"But the old Taoist is vicious!"
"They say the world is too dark and there's no love on the internet!"
"Bullshit, who are you kidding?"
"I went down the mountain to beg for alms and came back to watch a beautiful woman's live broadcast in the middle of the night. In order to watch the female anchor dance, I have now become the top brother on the human ranking list."
"I don't know which stinky Taoist priest this is. Usually, lust is enough to seduce a gentleman. For me, cultivating Taoism starts with cultivating lust."
"In secret, Sister Lin, call me dear brother, and dear brother will give you a reward." Zhang Mingling twisted his voice and imitated the female anchor's speech.
As soon as these words were spoken, two black lines appeared in the eyes of the old Taoist Zhang Cihu.
Spiritual energy emanated from his entire body.
Such a terrifying aura made Zhang Mingling shudder all over.
He turned his head cautiously and saw that the spiritual energy in the eyes of the old Taoist Zhang Cihu was jumping and emanating like two silk threads.
He used the Taoist mind-set of Moon Thoughts and Rain Technique all over his body.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Mingling immediately raised his hand and said, "Old Taoist priest, don't move. Wait a moment."
As he said this, he typed into his phone: "Brothers, you guys go ahead and push it. I might get abused right now. You guys play, I'll hang up!"
After saying that, he placed his phone on the stone bench next to him.
The old Taoist Zhang Cihu's voice was hoarse, and the spiritual energy from his body rushed towards Zhang Mingling like a storm: "Is it put away?"
"Put it away!" Zhang Mingling showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
The next second, the old Taoist Zhang Cihu attacked Zhang Mingling directly.
Zhang Mingling looked at the old Taoist priest who was attacking him.
The speed and force of the attack frightened Zhang Mingling, who had originally planned not to resist, so much that he activated his mental skills and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.
Looking at where he was just now.
The old Taoist Zhang Cihu punched him directly, creating a huge deep pit.
Gravel was scattered everywhere.
Zhang Mingling watched this scene from a distance and said to Zhang Cihu, "Old Taoist, you are crazy. You want to kill me!"
At this time, Zhang Cihu turned around step by step, and a Bagua formation appeared under his feet. He said to Zhang Mingling: "Fight back at me!"
"Otherwise you will be killed by the Taoist priest!"
Zhang Mingling looked at the seriousness in the old Taoist's eyes, and said with a serious expression, "Are you serious?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a leaf fell and Zhang Cihu flicked it lightly with his fingers.
"Swish!" The fallen leaf turned into a stream of light and attacked Zhang Mingling.
Zhang Mingling looked at the falling leaves coming towards him, his head slightly tilted, and his speed was still a little slower.
The fallen leaf brushed across his cheek and hit the wall behind him.
"Boom!" With a sound, the stone wall was directly shattered by the fallen leaves, revealing a big hole.
Zhang Mingling didn't look back, feeling the blood flowing from his cheek. If he hadn't turned his head just now, he would have been killed by Luo Ye.
At this time he realized that the old Taoist was serious.
The Bagua formation plate also appeared under Zhang Mingling's feet.
Zhang Mingling also started to practice the Taoist mental method of Moon Thinking of Rain.
The old Taoist Zhang Cihu looked at Zhang Mingling's serious expression and said with a smile, "You're just in time."
The next second, he attacked the old Taoist Zhang Cihu.
The figure kept flashing around.
The speed is so fast that it is hard to understand.
Looking at Zhang Mingling moving around, Zhang Cihu's eyes kept following her movements.
The next second, his right hand rose slightly, and the Taoist technique Three Thousand Transformations into Rain was used.
With a wave of his hand, countless fallen leaves swirled around his body.
Zhang Cihu looked at Zhang Mingling, who kept moving but never took action, and said in a serious tone, "You will die if you keep doing this, evil disciple!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Mingling stopped.
Like Zhang Cihu, he used his master skill Three Thousand Transformations into Rain, and countless fallen leaves surrounded him.
The two masters and apprentices looked at each other, and pushed each other with their palms.
The fallen leaves turned into countless flying knives and attacked in all directions. The fallen leaves of the two people kept colliding, and countless fallen leaves hit the wall behind them.
The wall was directly destroyed.
The fallen leaves scattered around were like knives stuck in the ground.
Looking at Zhang Cihu, Zhang Mingling added a little more strength.
Directly destroy the fallen leaves surrounding the old Taoist.
The old Taoist smiled as he felt his disciple's spiritual energy which was no less than his own.
With a wave of his right hand, the fallen leaves pulling Zhang Mingling turned into a ball.
He stopped moving, and the ball made of leaves in his hand gradually fell from his palm.
Zhang Cihu glanced at Zhang Mingling and said, "Disciple, you can go down the mountain now!"
After saying this, Zhang Cihu walked straight to his room.
Zhang Mingling was left alone standing there, stunned for a long time, somewhat confused.
I don’t know what’s going on, Master.
He hasn't reacted yet.
The next second, all his things were thrown out by Zhang Cihu.
It looks like it was packed in advance.
Just as Zhang Mingling was stunned looking at his bag.
Another roar came from inside the house:
"Get lost!"
Zhang Mingling looked at the sky; it was dark.
Zhang Mingling moved into the house and looked at Zhang Cihu who was facing him.
He walked up to him, touched his forehead and said, "You don't have a fever!"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Zhang Cihu knocked down Zhang Mingling's hand and said, "Master allows you to leave the mountain. You can go down and find your wife!"
"Meet all your seven or eight online crushes one by one."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Mingling said, "Master, you are wrong, it is eighteen!"
"Okay, okay, go ahead! Go down the mountain and meet your online crush!"
Hear the seriousness in Zhang Cihu's words.
Zhang Mingling said directly to Zhang Cihu: "Old Taoist, if you are angry about losing, why don't you tell me earlier!"
"It's not even daybreak yet, and you want me to go down the mountain? Are you sick?"
Zhang Mingling wanted to say a few more words, but he hadn't spoken them yet.
Zhang Cihu simply waved his right hand, and a powerful spiritual energy directly blew Zhang Mingling away.
The whole person turned into a very smooth parabola and was thrown directly from the house to outside the yard.
Zhang Mingling leaned back and landed on the ground in a very graceful and capable manner.
"Damn Taoist priest, this is my cell phone."
The next second, a streak of light flew out and Zhang Mingling reached out to catch it.
Looking at my phone, the game is over.
Zhang Mingling put his cell phone in his pocket and looked at the dilapidated Taoist temple where he had lived for twenty years.
For a moment, I felt a little reluctant.
ps: Interested brothers join the group
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