Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 280

2020-12-05

Chapter 280 You also wear a daoist robe

Fang Dou returned to the tavern, it was already midnight, patrolling The guard of the street almost refused to let him pass.

You can only enter the tavern to rest.

The things I have experienced on this day are too many, too complicated, and amazing.

After Fang Dou fell asleep, he dreamed of bizarre and motley, and many strange thoughts appeared.

Wait until the second day to wake up and feel very tired.

Fang Dou thought about it, it should be the repercussions of subduing the sleeping corpse. It seems that during this time, it is time to think about this cultivation technique.

In the morning, Fang Dou stayed in the small hall, cultivating 'Platinum Breath', to further expand his heart, and at the same time he became familiar with manipulating the sleeping corpse.

The sleeping corpse is really magical, it can make the enemy fall asleep, and it acts on itself, but it can be refreshed and stay up late without being sleepy.

Fang Dou has been practicing for a long time before he figured out the trick. 'Sleeping Corpse' is a visual summary of the desire to fall asleep. People of cultivation need to surrender from time to time in order to improve the efficiency of cultivation.

Unconsciously, it was noon, Fang Dou planned to go out and find a place to fill his stomach.

Roughly speaking, there are only six or seven of the snack streets in the capital that have not yet been cleared.

When Fang Dou is at home, he likes to wrap around a loose daoist robe, which is comfortable and spacious.

The cassocks distributed by Imperial Court were only worn during rehearsals. They were thick and heavy and uncomfortable to wear.

Today, Fang Dou finished cultivation in a hurry and was sweaty. After taking a shower, he simply wore a daoist robe and went out.

A few days ago, Fang Dou wore a daoist robe inside, with ordinary clothes on the outside.

Only today, I felt troublesome after cultivation, so I simply went out in a daoist robe.

As it happens, something happened.

In the afternoon, Fang Dou went through a snack street again, tasted a lot of nothing, and was in a good mood.

didn't expect, his behavior fell into the eyes of a group of people and was hated with gnashing teeth.

As everyone knows, Shimen and Taoism are like fire and water, and the bottom Disciple below has met, either cold-eyed and ignorant, or friction and conflict.

Fang Dou has short, almost bald hair, and in the eyes of outsiders, he is the monk of Shimen.

However, he was wearing a daoist robe again, looking very awkward.

Ordinary people would say something strange at most, but in the eyes of the self-proclaimed orthodox Taoists, this is disrespectful blasphemy.

"Stop!"

Fang Dou was holding a toothpick when he was walking home, when he heard angry roar.

There are seven or eight young people on the opposite side, dressed in neat daoist robes, with buns on their hands, aggressively coming.

“Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, you monk, also wear a daoist robe?”

Fang Dou was stunned, ah, unfortunately, he met Taoist Disciple on the way.

Orthodox Taoist Disciple, the opening is 'Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable', which is similar to the monk's mantra 'Amitabha'.

The Taoist uniforms, hair buns, and walking behavior of these people reminded Fang Dou of a person, Feng De of Hanging Yinguan.

The Disciple cultivated by Taoism is similar in terms of behavior and temperament, the same... supercilious.

These young people looked at Fang Dou proudly, as if they were on trial.

"The bald donkey dares to blaspheme the daoist robe, what's the crime?"

These young Taoist priests do have the courage to attack. Warlock's realm, and the rest are second-class warlocks.

This is the essence of Taoism. A group of Juniors has such strength. In the past, the fire-drinking old man invited relatives and friends all over the world to make up a comparable lineup.

"This is a daoist robe, an informal ceremonial robe. I wear it inside, can't I wear it as underwear?"

Fang Dou thought to himself, this is a meeting with a nurse. It's circled, thinking back then, there were similar people everywhere in Hanfu and lounging, and no one was pleasing to the eye. '.

didn't expect, the other party was even more excited than Fang Dou.

The young Taoist priest at the head looked coldly, "Taoist robes can only be worn by orthodox Taoist descendants, what qualifications do you have if you are a bald donkey?"

"Don't take off quickly. Come down!"

Fang Dou's body at the moment, under the daoist robe, is the underwear, if he really wants to take off the daoist robe according to the other party's instructions, it is not far from streaking.

At this time, all the pedestrians around saw the conflict and began to stop and watch.

Fang Dou complexion sank, "You are deliberately looking for faults!"

"What can you do if you find fault with your bald donkey?"

Youth The Taoists, laughed heartily, saw Fang Dou as something in their pockets.

"The bald donkey is only fit for dog skin, take off your daoist robe and roll me on four legs!"

Fang Dou breathes deeply, "I'm sorry!"

"What?"

The young Taoist priest who took the lead felt that he had misheard and asked, "What did you say?"

Fang Dou didn't speak this time, instead he started Now, he rushed forward, and golden light appeared in his palm, like a glove made of gold.

“dong!”

This fist is as fast as lightning, right in the middle of the young Taoist priest’s chest.

The young Taoist priest, who also has first-class warlock accomplishments, punched his fist in the chest and immediately stimulated the talisman in his body.

Next moment, the golden light flickered, and the sound of the brick wall collapsing sounded.

The young Taoist tried his tricks and moved the brick wall a few meters away to block Fang Dou's punch, and escaped by himself.

In the eyes of everyone in astonishment, Fang Dou fell with a punch, and the solid blue brick wall shattered to the ground on the spot, and the largest fragment was only like a finger.

"The bald donkey is so powerful!"

The young Taoist took a few steps back and took out an object named 'Daoqin'.

Daoqin is also known as fishing drum. In Fang Dou's past life, every Chinese New Year, folk artists would come to his door, sing a piece of Daoqin, and ask for a red envelope.

"Let you see how powerful Taoism is!"

The young Taoist priest held a Daoqin, a dozen bamboo boards, a light leather drum, and the melodious music came.

Amidst the music, two white cranes took off slowly, crossed in the air, stretched out slender bird pecks, and shot down Fang Dou's head.

From the perspective of a bystander, I can see the white crane spreading its wings, full of fairy charm.

But Fang Dou heard the white crane pecking, such as a long spear.

"Good time!"

Fang Dou lifted the crane head steel rod, lifted it up, and squinted forward.

This move is really just right, at the moment when the two white cranes are staggered into a point, exactly the same.

The crane head steel rod collided with a sound, as if stabbing a slight mountain, and the anti-vibration force was terrifying.

The crash sounded, and the two white cranes disappeared, turning into a white mist and disappearing.

The violin is playing again, and the melodious music is like being on a deep cliff in a thick forest.

A monster with white hair all over his body stood up and jumped forward.

On closer inspection, it was actually a White Ape, walking on two feet, fast as lightning.

“shua!”

White Ape rushed in front of him, raised his slender claws, and was about to dig out Fang Dou's chest.

Fang Dou knows that wild apes are not cute primates in zoos, but they are animals and eat meat.

Rising up, the ape stretched out its claws towards the chest of the prey, not a greeting, but a heart-breaking poison trick.

The young Taoist priests use the Daoqin and the White Ape produced by summon. The strength is comparable to the spirits, the body is as hard as steel, and it is stronger as an ox.

This claw is like iron essence forged, and the sound of breaking through the air is extremely sharp.

Fang Dou breathes deeply, a golden light floats all over the body, and under the sunlight, it seems to be wearing a golden-bright and dazzling robe.

The surface of the daoist robe is also coated with a golden light like flowing water.

"get lost! ”

Fang Dou stretched out his claw and tore the White Ape to pieces, causing the young Taoist priest to take a few steps back.

(end of this chapter)