Chapter 140 You go your way, I go mine"Brother, look who I brought here." After entering the charity cemetery, Simu led Cheng Long straight to the main hall. There were not many Taoists left in the hall at this time, only Qianhe, Mamadi, Zhegu and a few others. The others either went to the guest rooms or to the restaurants in town. Uncle Jiu suddenly sent an imperial edict last night. Everyone thought something big had happened and rushed here overnight. Who knew it was actually to clean up the mess for Qiu Sheng and Wencai? Many people were very angry. If it wasn't for giving face to Second Senior Brother, Qianhe would never have given a good face to these two bastards. After the others finished their business, they were too lazy to stay in the charity cemetery and chat with the second senior brother. Many of them were very sleepy at this time and needed to go back to their rooms to rest and recuperate. Seeing his savior appear, Taoist Qianhe, who was drinking tea, quickly put down his teacup, stood up and greeted him, "Daoyou Cheng, why are you here too?" "I heard from Master Yixiu that something happened in Renjia Town, so I came to take a look." "Friend Cheng, you are still so kind. You go wherever there is trouble. I can't match you."
Taoist Qianhe admires Cheng Long from the bottom of his heart. This man is not only kind-hearted and has strong drive, but also has strength that is beyond the reach of Taoist masters. Look at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai beside the senior brother. Although they are about the same age, comparing these two with Fellow Daoist Cheng is simply an humiliation to the other party. No comparison, no comparison at all. "Junior Brother Qianhe, is this Fellow Daoist Cheng? Your savior looks so young!" Uncle Jiu looked him up and down for a while and found that the other party's level of Taoism was so advanced that even he could not see through it. He was really shocked. You know, he broke through the bottleneck a year ago and cultivated to the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Although the Divine Transformation Realm in this world is not comparable to the Divine Transformation Realm in fantasy and fairy tales, it is definitely not inferior to the Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Even far superior to the foundation-building monks in the fantasy world. After all, the spells, talismans, and skills mastered by Maoshan disciples are treasures that even the ancestors who have transcended tribulations in the fantasy world can only encounter but cannot seek. Everyone has the hope of becoming an immortal through cultivation! "Not only is she young, she also looks like a little puppy. People want to get close to her when they see her." The gorgeous Zhe Gu, who was dressed in flowery clothes and had blush on her face, looked straight at Cheng Long. This guy is more handsome than Qiu Sheng. If he were her apprentice, her life would be incomplete if she didn’t bully him eight or ten times a day. When Uncle Jiu saw this scene, he was secretly delighted. He wished that his junior sister would fall in love with Fellow Daoist Cheng. In this way, my junior sister will not bother me anymore and I can escape from the sea of suffering. Actually, Zhegu is not ugly, she just doesn’t know how to dress up, giving people a rustic feeling. Uncle Jiu didn’t like it, mainly because it was too cooked. He also doesn't like Zhegu's carefree personality, he really doesn't like it. "Fellow Daoist Cheng is gifted. Not only does he have a high level of cultivation, he also has a special physique that is different from that of ordinary people. He can beat a hairy zombie to pieces with his bare hands..." Taoist Qianhe looked admiring, which made Qiu Sheng very unhappy.
He subconsciously curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Tsk, it's true. If he is really that powerful, why is he still unknown..." "Snapped!" Before Qiu Sheng could finish his words, Qianhe, who had been holding back a rage for a long time, slapped him in the face, making Qiu Sheng blush. In an instant, the scene was silent. Everyone turned to look at Chizuru and Akio. "Brother, since you are so soft-hearted that you don't want to teach your disciples, let me teach them for you. Excessive indulgence is actually destroying your disciples. I hope you can understand this truth!" Qianhe was neither humble nor arrogant, and looked at Senior Brother Lin quietly. He had a clear conscience about this slap. If Senior Brother Lin scolded himself for his disciple, then the friendship between them would be over. From now on, you go your way and I go mine, and we won't contact each other. "...Junior brother, you taught me that I am sometimes too soft-hearted." Uncle Jiu may protect his son, but he cannot do so blindly and unreasonably. The slap he gave to Junior Brother Qianhe was well-founded. It would have been fine if he had interrupted the adults, but he even dared to question others in person. It's because Brother Cheng is generous and doesn't bother to care about it. If it were someone with a smaller mind, he might have been killed at any time. "Brother, I have to talk to you this time too. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai always talk nonsense regardless of the occasion. If outsiders see them, they will think that we in Maoshan have no manners. This is not just a matter between you and your disciples, but a matter concerning the reputation of our entire Maoshan." Taoist Simu then started to teach his second senior brother Lin Fengjiao a lesson. Qiu Sheng interrupted regardless of the occasion and questioned Junior Brother Qianhe's savior. If this matter were to get out accidentally, how would outsiders view their Maoshan? They would say that Maoshan is so powerful that it doesn’t even take its savior seriously. If Qianhe didn't give this slap, the entire Maoshan would be criticized. Although Simu seems to be a bohemian person, he, like Qianhe, is a person who attaches great importance to rules. "Brother Lin, I admit that I am not as good as you in every aspect. I also have the bad habit of picking my nose and feet, which makes you uncomfortable. But when it comes to teaching apprentices, you really can't compare to me." "Look at my apprentices, Ahao and Aqiang..." "They have good skills and are very skilled in Taoism. They have only been learning Taoism for five years and they can drive corpses on their own. After a few years, they can even start their own business. The ones you recruited later are far inferior to them." Mamadi, who had the weakest skills, would show off whenever she got the chance, making Uncle Jiu's face turn red. In Cantonese, "mama di" means that one's ability, level and quality are all at an average level. To put it bluntly, it means just barely, passable or okay. Mama has been practicing Taoism for decades, but compared with Uncle Jiu, Qianhe, Simu and others, she is really not up to par, not even as good as her junior sister Zhegu. And he has disgusting bad habits. But even such a junior brother who was looked down upon by Uncle Jiu in various ways could now hold his head high and lecture him. One can imagine how much pressure Uncle Jiu is under at this moment! At the beginning, Qiu Sheng was full of indignation after being beaten by Qianhe, and he wanted to have a few moves with his uncle. Seeing that his master's face was flushed by the scolding, and even Zhe Gu, who always protected them, didn't say a word, he finally realized how ridiculous his habit of interrupting and questioning others was. "Master, please punish me!"
Qiu Sheng hung his head like a defeated rooster. "Once the ghosts you let loose are caught by everyone, they will be locked up in the morgue for a month! If you can't stand being locked up for a few days, you can go out for some fresh air..." Just when everyone thought that Jiushu's old habit of protecting his son had come back, Jiushu suddenly looked at Qiu Sheng sharply and said slowly: "But once you walk out of the morgue door, the relationship between you and me as master and apprentice will be severed." "Ah~~" Qiu Sheng staggered back a few steps after hearing that, his face full of disbelief. Master, is this going to be serious? Why is this happening? I've clearly been slapped and punished! "Master, one month is too long. My brother has such a lively personality that he will definitely not be able to bear it. How about changing it to three days?" Wencai said cautiously. "Do you think you can run away? When Ah Fang comes back, you will be locked up for a month..." Of Uncle Jiu's seven disciples, only three are currently living and eating with him. Fei Bao and Ah Hai live in Wenquan Town. Both of them have good skills and are in a semi-apprenticeship state. Uncle Jiu will occasionally go and live there for a month or two. Mainly winter. Because the hot springs in the hot spring town are very comfortable to soak in. Jiuquan Town, where Axing and Xiaoyue live, is also an important commercial town, not far from Renjia Town. Uncle Jiu is planning to open a Taoist temple there in the near future. There was no way. Uncle Jiu was too famous. The landlords and gentry in the town kept begging him to move in, so other Taoists and monks had no chance to settle down. …… That night. As the Ghost Festival had just passed, the foggy streets were deserted and the only sound was the rustling of insects. At this time, Qiu Sheng and Wencai, who were pushing a cart selling tofu, stood out very much and any passing ghost could spot them. Not long after the two men appeared, the female ghost Xiaoli, who used ghost magic to knock out the two men and tricked them into knocking down the ghost messenger, thus escaping from surveillance, appeared in front of the two men with a smile. "You sell stinky tofu, it's my favorite." Xiaoli, who was dressed in purple and came from an extraordinary family, said in a delicate voice. This female ghost is quite good-looking and has great strength, which is the type that Cheng Long likes. It was only three years ago that by chance she got the more outstanding teacher Bai and experienced the charm of female ghosts. Otherwise, she would most likely be the first victim. "I love to eat your tofu too..." Qiu Sheng stared at Xiao Li with lustful eyes. Although he had been ridden by the female ghost Dong Xiaoyu, this boy only remembered the food and not the beating. He had long forgotten what happened two years ago. Even on quiet nights, I still miss that feeling... On a slope outside the town, Uncle Jiu, Qianhe and a group of Taoist priests in yellow robes gathered together. The most eye-catching among them was not Cheng Long, but Shi Jian, who was wearing a black and white Taoist robe. Everyone was either wearing yellow Taoist robes or plain clothes. Only Shi Jian was wearing a black and white Taoist robe and had long hair tied up. He was dressed quite formally and it was impossible for him not to attract attention. Behind the crowd, there were four huge pillars, all made of yellow cloth, and engraved with talismans painted with cinnabar. This is the foundation for arranging the innate Bagua formation. When Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai lure the ghosts here and activate it, a Bagua diagram covering the sky and the moon will appear above the formation.
"That kid is also here..." Shi Jian, who had secretly seen Cheng Long, glanced at him unkindly with fear between his brows. Cheng Long was able to deal with the hairy zombie with his bare hands three years ago, and it would be even more difficult now. Even though he has the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, he still cannot see through this person. Shi Shaojian came close to Shi Jian and whispered, "Dad, do you have a grudge against this guy?" "Yes and no. Don't provoke him for now." Shi Jian did have a grudge against Cheng Long, but whether it became an enemy or not depended on how he treated him. If he didn't want to pick a fight, then they could have no grudges and treat the past as if it had never happened. Anyway, Cheng Long didn’t know that he was the one who helped the Zombie Prince to overcome the tribulation. "But he looks so arrogant and is more handsome than me. I really can't stand it." For some reason, since the moment he saw Cheng Long, he wanted to kill him. He was annoyed when he saw this person. Maybe it's because people of the same sex repel each other! "Idiot, do you think you can mess with someone I don't even dare to mess with?" Shi Jian cursed angrily. He only has this one son, and he must not let him die young. (End of this chapter)