I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1869 The old man is here

"Impossible!" Daoist Qingfeng said decisively: "The talismans drawn by my master Xuanxu are rare, and I regard them as treasures, and I will not give them to others easily, unless there is a great opportunity and must use this purple talisman. , my uncle will give him the talisman. Besides, it is extremely difficult to make this purple talisman. Precious talismans given to such a monster?"

After a pause, he said again: "As for you saying that the masked old Taoist is my disciple of Maoshan, that's even more impossible. Maoshan has always had strict rules and regulations, and disciples are not allowed to practice evil spirits that harm people. Once discovered, they will be punished." Maoshan cleans up the door, this masked old man refines corpse pills, and is used to using the sinister tricks of evil spirits. People have discovered, how can Maoshan accommodate such a monster?"

As a true disciple of Maoshan, Daoist Qingfeng can't tolerate others slandering his sect the most, and he can't even doubt it. This is the minimum respect and awe for Maoshan, so when he heard about this, he immediately couldn't suppress his anger , His words and deeds are also a bit extreme.

Master Huikong quickly laughed and said: "The poor monk also thinks that it is impossible to be the descendant of Maoshan. After all, Maoshan is the head of the Taoist sect. It has been a martial art for thousands of years, and there are very few disobedient disciples. It is the poor monk who thinks too much." , I hope Daoist Qingfeng will not be offended."

Daoist Qingfeng knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and seeing that Master Huikong was so modest, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he eased his tone and said, "It's because Daoist Poverty was too reckless to contradict Master..."

At this time, a silent great monk Huiming stood up and said in a rough voice: "Isn't he just a masked old man? There is nothing to be afraid of. Swallowed by those two big bats, even if he is still alive, he is just a plucked rooster. Er Er, together with our senior brothers, we can beat him until he can't stand up."

"Junior Brother Huiming is right. The masked veteran is nothing to worry about. Even if our senior brothers are not his opponents, Master Fan will definitely be able to restrain him. It is still very safe in Dakong Temple." Master Huicong said the same. Said.

"Hehe... the old boy Huicong is right. With the old monk here, what is there to be afraid of? The old monk hasn't fought with others for a long time, and his hands are very itchy. If the masked old man wants to come, let him come. He was beaten so badly that he knelt down and begged for mercy, not to convert to Buddhism, and by the way, he burned his evil ghost trick."

Master Liaofan interjected a sentence, which attracted everyone's eyes to look at him. Taoist Master Qingfeng always thought that he was a very good monk, but he couldn't see anything from the way he spoke and acted. The image of the eminent monk is quite like a rascal, which really makes people speechless.

Daoist Qingfeng coughed dryly, and said again: "That being said, everyone should be more careful. As the saying goes, it is easy to hide an arrow in the open and it is difficult to guard against an arrow in the dark. We are in the light now, and the masked old man is in the dark. I'm afraid that he will do some shady things secretly and catch us off guard."

(End of this chapter)