Spiritual recovery?It doesn't matter, I will speak out!

Chapter 85 First punish Lushan, then destroy Tangmen
Lu Yun pulled the handbrake understandingly, and greeted everyone: "Everyone go in first, this car is parked crookedly, I will move it."

"This is the real Confucianism cultivator." Ling Xun couldn't help sighing.

Jiang Xi was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that he had never asked Lu Yun what path he was on.

But it doesn't matter, from now on, Confucianism cultivators are not normal people, except for Wei Lao and Lu Yun.

But Jiang Xi couldn't help but feel that Lu Yun's temper was really too good. He could bear to offend Liang Zhizhou's face in front of him. Sure enough, there is a big difference between people.

But just when everyone was about to go in, Ku Zhen reminded: "There are other monks inside, one first-rank, two third-rank, and a few below sixth-rank. No one in the whole room is an ordinary person. We are no longer here. The area under the jurisdiction of the gatekeepers should be more careful outside."

Xuan Qing also closed his eyes for a little investigation, and then said: "Judging from the aura, it should be a member of the Lushan School."

"Lushan faction?" Liang Zhiche wondered, "Isn't this the territory of the Lushan faction?"

"Probably came here for this year's Taoist Ceremony. The Heavenly Master's Mansion is less than a day's drive away, so it's reasonable to meet by chance."

Qin Shenbo knew a lot about the practice world, so he speculated like this.

Jiang Chuan hadn't heard Wei Lao mention any great points of Taoism, but he has been famous for a long time for the Lushan School.

Of course, it was mainly because Xiao Lin made him anger the Lushan faction, so when he saw the Lushan faction on the list that needed to be wooed or robbed, he made up his mind to torture these paranoiacs mad.

But I didn't want to meet here in advance.

Jiang Lan suddenly had a bad idea, but just to be on the safe side, he still asked Xuan Qing: "What is the relationship between the Lushan faction and us?"

Xuan Qing didn't hesitate to think: "The words in the past were quite ordinary, and the well water does not violate the river water, but after Xiao Lin joined the gatekeeper, the Lushan faction made trouble for us many times, and after Mr. Wei personally went to find their leader once, he restrained himself a bit. However, the small misunderstandings never stopped, but Mr. Cao thought that Xiao Lin had some affection for them, otherwise Wei would have taught him a lesson."

After thinking about it for a moment, Jiang Lan understood that the Lushan faction was the one that was robbed.

Then it will be fine.

Jiang Lan bowed his head, took out some masks that he had prepared earlier from his satchel, and distributed them to everyone to wear.

"This is." Ku Zhen hesitated a little, not knowing what Jiang Pian was going to do, but when he looked back, he saw that Xuan Qing had already put it on.

Xuan Qing snorted: "Didn't Mr. Wei tell you? I've heard from Jiang Xie, I'm wearing it. Why, do you want gold more expensive?"

The suffering was so helpless, so I had to wear a mask with "Chrysanthemum" printed on it.

"I want yours." Lou Leshan snatched Jiang Chuan's "Red Middle" and put it on, feeling that he was already invincible.

Jiang Xi didn't care, after handing "Chun" to Lu Yun, he put on "Yaoji" himself.

The mask is exquisitely made, and the eye part is a layer of gauze, so that the outside can be seen from the inside, but the inside cannot be seen from the outside.

Jiang Sorrow: "In a while, everyone will look at me and act."

Everyone: "."

In the small two-story building of the farmhouse, several people in Taoist robes were angry at the shop assistant.

"What do you mean by giving eight cakes to nine of us?" the young man in brown robe ordered.

Dare to open a shop in this kind of wilderness, the boss is naturally not an ordinary person, the neighborhood is very dark, monks often come here to kill demons and slay demons to earn merits, his small shop is dedicated to serving these monks.

The things sold are all the food cultivated by the boss relying on Taoist exercises, which can replenish consumption for monks more than ordinary meals, so it is also famous in ten miles and eight villages.

However, they didn't have the slightest temper when facing these brown-robed Taoist cultivators.

Because they come from the Lushan sect, a sect full of paranoia, it doesn't matter who you are, if you disagree, you will fight.

Before Xiexiu and gluttonous ghosts appeared, they were not even recognized by the decent.

The guy nervously wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead: "Wait a minute, I'll go to the back kitchen and share it with everyone before serving it up."

But the young man in the brown robe refused to let go: "Who do you look down on? Nine people and eight cakes, unless you chop them up, otherwise you can't tell them apart, so can you still eat it? Call your boss!"

The clerk is about to cry, the menu clearly states that there are eight servings of a plate of pancakes, if you don’t mention it when you order, but now you say it, isn’t it clearly a bully?

My boss is only at the eighth rank, and the other guys are at the ninth rank at most, and I haven't even entered the rank. If these masters get angry and blow up the shop, who can I ask for reasoning?

At this moment, the door of the small shop was pushed open, and a group of people wearing mahjong-colored masks entered one after another.

Yaoji, Hongzhong, spring, summer, autumn and winter, bamboo, chrysanthemum, a total of eight people.

The leader is the man wearing the chicken mask, his voice is very young, but very light, he doesn't seem like a good person.

"One piece of cake is so hot? As for what? Let me tell you, don't make any distinctions. Let the old man, yes, you, let him eat eight pieces of cake by himself, and then he will be full first and then full. Are you full?"

Yaoji's words were full of sarcasm, as if he regarded the old man in the center as a fool.

The young man came to his senses and got up to reprimand the uninvited guests, but was stopped by the old man: "There are so many people, I didn't even notice it at all. It seems that the auras of the few people who are deliberately hiding are not good."

"That's right!" Yaoji laughed loudly: "Then guess again, who are we?"

Another middle-aged man said coldly: "Don't dare to show your true face, I don't know where the mouse came from."

Yaoji spread his hands, and said loudly: "First kill Lushan, and then destroy Tangmen, only my holy religion, the martial arts will be king!"

"Holy religion?!"

The old man's eyes were fixed and his pupils dilated: "Gluttony!"

He has been restless from the very beginning, since the moment this group came in, he secretly wanted to spy out their details, but found nothing.

Of course he didn't know that Xuanqing and Kuzhen were covering it up at the same time, and even Master Tongtian, who was in the five qi dynasty, couldn't see the clue.

Not knowing the details of the other party, the old man gave him a look, and the middle-aged man who spoke earlier got up and tried.

But the talisman technique he was proud of hadn't reached Yaoji's eyes, and fell like a kite with a broken string.

Yaoji didn't care about the shock of the middle-aged man at all. He tilted his head and stared at the packages in the corner.

"Go to Tianshi Mansion to participate in the Taoist ceremony?" Yaoji waved at them: "Leave the things, you can go."

The old man didn't see clearly how his junior brother's talisman was shot down, and he realized in his heart that the opponent's strength was far superior to his own. He was horrified, but he forced himself to calm down and said, "Do you know who we are?"

Yaoji smiled disdainfully: "It's just rotten fish and rotten shrimp. If you didn't need your words, do you think you can get out alive? How can you be so arrogant? When you go back, I will tell you that the leader of the saints will be killed soon." pay a visit to!"

(End of this chapter)