Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 123 122, We Are Dragon King's People!

"Uncle, where did you get these food and drinks?"

Luo Er grabbed a piece of pancake with meat, and while tearing it up, he asked vaguely.

Shen Lang was also wolfing down his mouth. Hearing this, he drank a bowl of rice wine, rinsed his mouth, and said calmly:
"When I was looking for a closed room for Master Mu just now, I found a kitchen, so I brought some food over and hid it in the corridor."

"Really?" Luo Er looked at him suspiciously: "Why do I feel... these things are all conjured out of thin air by you, my uncle? Just like you can always conjure muskets out of thin air..."

Shen Lang smiled and said solemnly:

"I have really learned juggling, and I am the best at changing things around.

"However, this trick is not worth mentioning to put it bluntly. The muskets are actually hidden on the body in advance. When you want to use them, you can use tricks to conjure the guns.

"You see I'm never shirtless, and I wear underwear in the summer because I have to hide things in my clothes.

"It's the same reason to disappear things. The things that seem to disappear are actually hidden in the body."

Niu Si widened his eyes:

"Short spears are fine, but long spears can also be hidden?"

Shen Lang nodded, with a serious face:

"Of course I can hide it. I am so tall, so there are plenty of places on my body to hide guns."

Niu Si rubbed his head, confused:
"But why haven't I discovered that you still have a long gun and a short gun hidden on your body?"

Shen Lang laughed:
"If you find out, can it still be called a trick?

"Brother Niu, you used to watch juggling, but didn't you see how those artists conjured things out of thin air?"

Niu Si thought for a while, then nodded seriously:

"I really can't see it."

Shen Lang smiled and said:

"That's right. All jugglers have their own secrets. If someone sees it through, the cooking skills will be considered ruined."

Niu Si said with admiration, "So that's how it is."

Luo Er didn't believe that he was fooling around, and he was still muttering in his heart, I'm afraid Mr. Ma really has some magic tricks to change things around.

After all, he can summon carp monsters, and he can use magic to change things, which is also reasonable.

But Shen Lang didn't want to go into details, Luo Er thought that this might be Uncle Pony's cooking skills, just like Taoist monks who never reveal what spells they know, so he didn't continue to ask.

The four of them had enough to eat and drink. Luo Er Niu Si each took two muskets and went to guard both ends of the corridor.

Chen Yuniang went into the alleyway and practiced the method of "moving the earth in all directions" to refine the viscera - she was determined to redouble her efforts to deal with Mu Qingxue's formidable opponent, of course she had to race against time and not waste any time practicing.

Shen Lang grabbed two pistols and sat on the floor opposite the four prisoners, staring at them.

Ever since he was captured, Sha Wanli has been expressionless, with his eyes closed tightly, without saying a word, with a rigid look.

Han Chun is also like Sha Wanli, with his eyes and mouth tightly closed, but his face is a bit gray and depressed, and he doesn't look as rigid as Sha Wanli.

Jin Yiming was the worst.

Ever since Zhu Yunfei was punched by Mu Qingxue, Jin Yiming became even more fearful and cowering, without any trace of the high-spirited, high-spirited, and contemptuous arrogance he had when he first appeared on the stage.

Zhu Yunfei also had his eyes closed, with blue veins bursting out on his forehead from time to time, and occasionally he would let out a muffled grunt and sway.

It seemed that he was trying to break through Mu Qingxue's finger seal, but not only failed, but he tossed himself hard enough.

Suddenly, Zhu Yunfei groaned again, slammed his pendulum violently, spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and slumped against the stone wall powerlessly, his breath becoming weaker.

Shen Lang said lightly:
"Great elders, don't waste your energy in vain. Mr. Mu said earlier that the difference between the success of the fourth rank and the third rank is not just a thin line between breaking the realm, but an insurmountable moat. Even if you torture yourself to death, Don't even think about breaking through her seal."

Zhu Yunfei opened his eyes, glanced at Shen Lang gloomyly, and said in a hoarse and gloomy tone:

"Junior, are you very proud now, thinking that you have already won?"

Shen Lang chuckled and said leisurely:
"At this time, the Great Elder is still talking harshly?
"I don't like to say things that are too absolute, but even so, in the current situation, do you have any hope of turning things around? Who can you count on to help you turn things around?

"A pirate from the Shark King Gang? Or the leader of your South Sea Sword Sect?

"As for the pirates, Sha Wanli and Han Chun have already been captured, while Zhang Hai and the rest of the Shark King gang are not strong enough to hold the game, let alone counterattack and come back.

"It's Jin Nanfei, the leader of your Nanhai faction. I heard that he was already a fourth-rank master many years ago. Could it be that he has broken through the realm and promoted to third-rank now?
"But that's not right. If Jin Nanfei has been promoted to the third rank, how can you not even know the difference between the fourth rank and the third rank? So, what are you expecting?"

Zhu Yunfei sneered:
"Junior, in the affairs of the world, the outcome cannot be determined by showing the strength of force. Many things are far from being as simple and clear as fighting for supremacy in martial arts!
"Mu Qingxue, the god catcher behind you, even if he can suppress Shaking Island, and even our South Sea Sword Sect by himself, so what? Some people can't even afford to provoke her."

Hearing this, Shen Lang raised his eyebrows with great interest:

"From what you mean, there is a big backer behind your South Sea Sword Sect? You can't even offend Mr. Mu. Are you talking about Duke Ying?"

Zhu Yunfei smiled and didn't answer his words, just talking to himself:
"Believe it or not, junior, even if this old man is killed this time, as long as Mu Qingxue doesn't kill him on the spot, sooner or later, this old man will be able to get out and enjoy the world. As for you...

"Mu Qingxue is a third-rank god catcher in the God Catch Hall, with his back on the mountain of Yan Tianying, and he is also strong in martial arts, so he might be able to protect himself. But you..."

He shook his head and said disdainfully:

"A small pawn who meddles in things you shouldn't meddle in, and offends a big man you can't provoke. Guess what will happen to you? Mu Qingxue can't protect you all the time."

Shen Lang was too lazy to play charades with him, and said lightly:
"I really can't guess what will happen to me.

"All I know is that with the serious crime of supporting pirates of the South Sea Sword Sect, even if you elders are not sentenced to death, you will spend the rest of your life in mines.

"As for the leader of your South Sea Sword Sect, Jin, refusing arrest and dying may be his best end."

Zhu Yunfei hissed with a laugh:
"Then let's wait and see what will happen to you and me!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes again and continued to try to break the seal.

Riddler get out of Gotam!
Shen Lang grumbled in his heart, frowned and recalled Zhu Yunfei's riddle for a while, and suddenly asked Jin Yiming:
"Do you know Duke Ying?"

Jin Yiming: "Huh?"

Shen Lang asked again: "Who is the behind-the-scenes boss of your South Sea Sword Sect besides Ying Guogong?"

Jin Yiming: "Huh?"

Seeing his bewildered expression, Shen Lang couldn't help but hate:

"One question and three questions, what's the use of keeping you?"

Jin Yiming's complexion changed drastically:
"Don't kill me! My father loves me very much! No matter what you ask of my father, he will definitely agree to everything! He will definitely tell you the secrets you want to know!"

Zhu Yunfei opened his eyes, looked at Jin Yiming speechlessly, shook his head in disappointment, and closed his eyes again, as if he was too lazy to say much.

Shen Lang was also speechless.

He said in his heart that this guy was too bad-hearted, and his father probably knew it all too well, since it was impossible to let him participate in real confidential matters, it was useless to ask him.

I don't want to waste my time at the moment, I close my eyes, my consciousness sinks into the fine brush space, attaches to the little moon of "Demon Taming Art", and comprehends the "Tide Palm" that I just scanned.

The palm moves of "Tidal Palm" are not exquisite, each move is quite simple, but the way of movement is very clever.

It can not only hide the dark energy like a vortex in the palm of one hand, but it can also be superimposed, just like the waves of the sea, one wave chasing after another, one overlapping and one heavy, creating an unstoppable force like a frenzy. Strong palm.

Of course, these clever methods of energy movement can only be performed by cultivating internal strength, and Shen Lang can just see it now.

While trying to figure out the "Tidal Palm" cheat book deciphered by Little Moon, Xiao Zhao suddenly heard a voice from his heart:
[Shen Lang, the pirates surrounded outside are fighting among themselves! 】

"Infighting?" Shen Lang's heart moved: "What's the situation?"

[It seems that some pirates wanted to withdraw, but others disagreed, and the two sides had a dispute. First they quarreled, and then they fought... Oh, people have been killed!Many pirates scattered on their own! 】

"Heh, a pirate is a pirate. No matter how hard Sha Wanli manages and restrains his subordinates with military discipline, once he himself falls, and there is no one who can stop the situation, the situation will collapse after a long time!"

Of course Savanli has a loyal confidant.

Those pirates who are unwilling to withdraw from the siege are his confidantes.

But the problem is that the situation has collapsed now, Sha Wanli and Han Chun have fallen, and even the seemingly invincible Great Elder and Young Master of the South China Sea Sword Sect have fallen. The strength shown by Shen Lang's side is no longer what the Shark King Gang pirates can compete with. .

Faced with such a situation, except for a few diehards, the vast majority of Shark King Pirates will not be able to die hard to the end, and will inevitably seek a way out.

In this way, it is logical for internal strife to occur or even to scatter.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he would be able to get through the night safely.

As long as tonight is over, and when Mu Qingxue recovers tomorrow, the chaos on Shark King Island will completely subside.

Even if there are six or seven thousand Shark King gangsters on the island, as long as Mu Qingxue takes action to capture or kill the leaders of the Shark King gang, large and small, the mob of pirates will surely disperse.

Just when Shen Lang was relaxing and was about to close his eyes and squint for a while.

A voice as thin as a gossamer suddenly entered his ears:

"Brother Xiao Ma, I am Ge Qingyun, the leader of Qu Dalong's army. I have something to discuss with you. Please come out and see me."

Shen Lang suddenly opened his eyes, gripped his guns tightly, stood up, looked around vigilantly, but saw nothing unusual.

Even the "spiritual power scan" failed to find any abnormalities.

"Brother Ma, don't be alarmed. Qu Dalongtou and I are outside the main castle, and we are using spells to transmit sound. We don't mean any harm to Brother Xiao Ma and Lady Yu. We really want to discuss something with you."

Can you see my movements?

Shen Lang frowned, walked to the corner of the corridor, avoided Zhu Yunfei and others, and whispered to himself:

"Since there is a big event, why don't you come here to find me?"

Ge Qingyun could not only see his movements, but also hear his voice, and said with a wry smile:
"Master Shenzhutang Mu is by your side, in our identities, how dare you come here so easily?"

Shen Lang said in a deep voice:
"Do you know Mr. Mu? What is your background?"

After a while of silence.

Ge Qingyun's voice as thin as a gossamer sounded again:
"Actually, we are members of the Dragon King..."

Shen Lang was surprised:
"Dragon King? Which Dragon King?"

Ge Qingyun said:

"Naturally, he is one of the first-rank masters of Eastern Martial Arts, the Dragon King of the Seven Seas who is now living on Suiye Island in Nanyang."

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)