2. Once you collect the treasure, ride an ox down to Yangzhou (13)

2. Once you collect the treasure, ride an ox down to Yangzhou (13)

In Qin Xu's magic bag, in addition to the red thread sword, there are also a stack of silver notes, dozens of gold ingots, countless pearls and antiques, some gorgeous clothes, and swords used by more than a dozen heroes in the world.

In terms of skill, Dongfang Mingbai is a person who has cultivated Dayan after all, far better than Qin Xu, the red-line young master. But in terms of wealth, Dongfang Mingbai is far behind. This casual cultivator still looks like a cultivator. However, Qin Xu is in the world of mortals, on the road to wealth and immortality.

Wang Chong casually stuffed everything into the Taihao Ring, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Meng Xihang, the old Taoist, actually invited people from Yuntai Mountain, but it's a bit troublesome. Qin Xu is just a strong man, he This Young Master Hongxian had his things stolen by me. He lost all his treasures and probably lost 95% of his original belongings. He is just a tiger without claws and teeth, so there is nothing to be afraid of. But Qin Xu is a disciple of Yuntai Mountain. If he eats If you suffer a loss, you will call your friends and help you, and it will be difficult to get rid of them."

"Once people in Yuntai Mountain are alarmed, don't talk about Yang Zhuozhen's old ways. If Yang Zhuozhen and I are tied together, we can only make a platter. Even my new master may not be able to withstand it. He is just a How can a casual cultivator defeat Yuntai Mountain? I will find a way to inform the teacher and let him make the decision."

Wang Chong could give birth to countless ghost ideas with just one thought. He smiled slightly and ran to ask for pen and ink from Yang Zhuozhen. He picked the most eye-catching wall in the Taoist temple and wrote randomly: "With the help of people from Yuntai Mountain, Boxing, please tell me, Master!" These words were written.

The really experienced Yang Zhuo didn't know what he was asking for the pen and ink for, but when he saw these words, his face suddenly changed and he could no longer remain calm.

He trembled several times and wanted to ask: "What should I do?"

Yang Zhuo was really just a minor cultivator from a small family. How could he not know that even with his three heads and six arms, he could not withstand the masters of Yuntai Mountain?

He even secretly regretted that he might as well have handed over the talisman earlier to avoid this disaster.

After Wang Chong painted seven or eight walls, he heard an angry and funny voice from behind: "You kid, you are quite treacherous. I just went to have a drink with an old friend, and you caused trouble here." Come here."

When Wang Chong turned around, he saw his master standing in the yard with a smile, holding a wine bottle in his left hand, and a half-eaten fat chicken thigh in the other hand.

Wang Chong hurriedly knelt down and shouted: "In this fight, the disciple wanted to know himself and the enemy, so he went to Laifu Inn to investigate, only to find that Master Meng Xihang invited a disciple from Yuntai Mountain named Qin Xu. I am in Emei Mountain At that time, I heard from a disciple of Emei that among all the monastic sects in the world, the twelve major sects of good and evil are the most important. Yuntai Mountain is unique among the sects of good and evil, and is not much inferior to these twelve major sects. The disciple didn’t know how to start, but it wasn’t that he was afraid. , I was just worried about causing trouble for Master, so I just drew a few random strokes, thinking that Master would be able to see it and make an idea in advance."

Beggar King Lingsuer scratched his head, turned around, and said behind him: "This boy is indeed as you said. He is a little smart, and he can actually think of such a way to greet me."

Wang Chong's heart skipped a beat when he saw an elderly Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe and a fluttering beard appear gracefully with a seven or eight-year-old boy. He was Taoist Xuanhe, the third disciple of Patriarch Yin Dingxiu of Emei.

Wang Chong was also very familiar with the boy beside Taoist Xuanhe. He was the devil who caused trouble and the earth-shattering bear cub - Young Master Mo Huer.

"Why is Xuanhe here too? And he brought this bastard Mo Huer with him? Is my master familiar with Taoist Xuanhe? I'm afraid I don't want to show off..."

Wang Chong had countless big ghosts in his mind and was very worried, but his face remained calm, with an expression of surprise and surprise, and he bowed his head and said respectfully: "It turns out to be Elder Immortal Xuanhe and Junior Mo Huer. "

Taoist Xuanhe just stroked his long beard, smiled slightly, and said nothing, but Mo Huer curled his lips and said, "I am now a disciple of Emei, and I am under the disciple of Master Xuanhe. You, a mediocre person with mediocre qualifications, You were not worthy of joining my Emei family in the first place, but now that you have found a master, you are lucky."

When Mo Huer said this, he thought he was proud of himself and made his master look good, but he made Taoist Xuanhe and Su Er angry.

He slandered Wang Chong as having mediocre qualifications and being unworthy of being admitted to Emei. But there was also the beggar Wang Lingsuer standing next to him?

Ling Suer just accepted Wang Chong as his apprentice. Doesn't it mean that the old man is just a rag picker?

Why did you pick up a master? How could he talk like this?

Taoist Xuanhe was even more shameless. He was afraid that his friend would be angry, so he hurriedly slapped his disciple and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, go and play!"

Taoist Xuanhe was forced to have such a heart-blocking disciple by Master Baiyun. He was not happy at the bottom of his heart, but he was helpless. No matter how he explained, this little devil would not listen.

Mo Huer snorted and didn't take Xuanhe as his master very seriously. He was happy to hear that he could go around and play. He didn't forget to show off to Wang Chong before leaving.

The boy raised his chin and said proudly: "I want you to know that Master Baiyun gave me a gourd of Qianyuan bone-changing pills. Now that I have refined the twelve canons, I will be able to do it in more than a month." Master the Eight Extraordinary Meridians and become the most outstanding young master of the Emei Sect!" After showing off, the baby bear jumped away.

Taoist Xuanhe and Beggar King Lingsuer looked at each other in confusion. Neither of the two elders knew what to say.

Wang Chong had the urge to hit the wall. How hard was it for him? Only now have two meridians been opened. Who is Mo Huer? His cultivation level is higher than that of him just by relying on a gourd of Qianyuan Bone Replacement Pill?

"Master Baiyun is very unfair. Why should I be driven down the mountain and Mo Hu'er can stay on the mountain? If Emei is presided over by such a person, I'm afraid it will never be defeated."

Wang Chong groaned in his heart. He also knew that the Emei sect had a great cause, so how could it be easily defeated? I just didn't say a few slanderous words in my heart, and my heart was very unbalanced.

Master Xuanhe put his hand on his forehead and said helplessly: "Ignore that bastard, let me ask you, what did you see at Laifu Inn?"

When Wang Chong saw Taoist Xuanhe asking about what he had found at the Laifu Inn, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He felt a little relieved knowing that the two elders had not discovered his flaws.

Wang Chong was very eloquent and explained clearly what he saw in a few words. He also took out the magic bag stolen from Qin Xu and said to his teacher: "The disciple was thinking that Taoist Master Yang must not be This person's opponent took advantage of him and stole his magic weapon bag. I'm sure this person has no magic weapon, so he has to stay quiet for a few days, so we can use it as a delaying strategy."