Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 520 Probing
Zhao Wenchi lowered his head to inspect himself, and found that the dantian Qihai was empty, and the mana accumulated by how many women he had killed was actually wiped out by Wang Hongda!

"You? You? You really abolished my mana?"

Zhao Wenchi touched his belly with both hands, lowered his head to look at himself and Wang Hongda, and asked in disbelief.

Wang Hongda shook his head contemptuously, turned around and left: "I will do what I say!"

Wang Xuesong showed the Feiquan pestle: "Get lost!"

"Do not!--"

Zhao Wenchi let out a desperate roar.

boom!
Wang Hongda's Taoist temple has ruthlessly closed the door.

The next morning, someone knocked on the door after eight o'clock.

When Wang Xuesong came to open the door, he saw a man in a suit in his 30s who was very polite.

"Oh, it's you?"

When Wang Xuesong saw the man, his eyes lit up.

"Hello, beauty, my name is Wu Zhiyu, and I am the fourth generation descendant of the Xuanyang sect."

Wu Zhiyu smiled and reached out to shake hands with Wang Xuesong.

Wang Xuesong shook hands with Wu Zhiyu with a smile, stared at Wu Zhiyu endlessly, and said: "Hello, my name is Wang Xuesong, and I am the first disciple of the Muxian Sect. Uh, at present, I am the only disciple in our sect."

After listening to Wang Xuesong's introduction, Wu Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, smiled calmly and kindly, and explained the purpose of his visit: "That's right, our Linhai Folklore Office heard that a pair of very capable mages came from Dongxing Mountain. To make friends, tonight, the Folklore Office will conduct a seminar, and we very much hope that you and your master can participate."

Wang Xuesong nodded, thinking that she could not make up her mind about this matter, so she replied: "Uh, yes, I will tell my teacher."

Wu Zhiyu invited very sincerely: "Our folk customs office attaches great importance to traditional folk beliefs. I hope you and your master will appreciate it. Here is my contact information and the address of tonight's seminar."

After Wu Zhiyu finished speaking, he left. Wang Xuesong took Wu Zhiyu's business card and went to the lobby to look for Wang Hongda.

"Teacher, there is a man named Wu Zhiyu who said he is from the Linhai Folklore Office. He said that there will be a seminar tonight and he invites you to attend."

Wang Xuesong handed the business card to Wang Hongda.

Wang Hongda took it over and looked it over, then looked up at Wang Xuesong, and said, "I cleaned up Zhao Wenchi last night, and invited me to attend the seminar this morning? Hongmen Banquet?"

Wang Xuesong nodded: "Then we won't go."

Wang Hongda waved his hand: "No, we are going! If we don't go, they will come to our door. I want to see what kind of tricks they are playing."

After speaking, Wang Hongda took out his mobile phone and searched for things about Linhai Folklore Office.

The Linhai Folklore Office is a department that specializes in dealing with Taoist affairs. It is called the Folklore Office to the outside world. The director of the office is a Taoist priest named Zheng Daosheng, who is over 80 years old. He is highly respected in Taoism.

Wang Hongda smiled contemptuously, and said in his heart, I'm going to see today if you, a Taoist priest, are as you are.

In the evening, Wang Hongda took Wang Xuesong to this place called Sheyang Mountain.

This is a small hill by the sea, slightly larger in size than Dongxing Mountain, standing by the sea, surrounded by villas.

At the foot of the mountain, there are three large characters [Xuanyang faction] hanging on the mountain gate.

Wang Hongda looked up at the plaque and grinned: "It seems that this place is Zhao Wenchi's teacher's school. You actually came up with such a clumsy way to trick me here, do you think I can't see it?"

The people of the Xuanyang faction were not lacking in IQ, but they knew that Wang Hongda was self-confident, even if he was invited to come to this cave, he would definitely come for a break, so they just made up a random excuse and waited for Wang Hongda to come to the door.

Wang Hongda tilted his head to look at Wang Xuesong, and said, "This trip is dangerous, why don't you just go back?"

Wang Xuesong shook his head firmly: "I will be where the teacher is, and I will die with the teacher when the teacher dies."

Wang Hongda was startled, looked at Wang Xuesong's twinkling eyes, and was a little moved.

"Well, go up the mountain, don't worry, I'll guarantee you'll be fine."

The two walked up the steps.

When I came to the top of the mountain, I saw Wu Zhiyu who came eastward during the day.

"We are very honored to have you two here."

Wang Hongda didn't talk nonsense, and under the leadership of Wu Zhiyu, he entered the mountain gate and came to the lobby.

This Taoist temple is much more grand than Dongxing Mountain. The lobby is very spacious and can accommodate more than a dozen people without any problem, while the lobby of Wang Hongda can only be regarded as a living room.

Wang Hongda came to the lobby, stood at the door and looked inside. He was a good guy. There were more than a dozen of them, all of whom were angry. They looked at Wang Hongda with cold eyes, revealing a strong killing intent.

The master of the lobby sat an old man in his 60s, dressed in Taoist robes, with a knot on his head, long eyebrows and beard, black Taoist robes and black cloth shoes, holding a dust whisk in his hand, with a fairy-like bone, and a thin body.

"Is the master and apprentice Wang Hongda Wang Xuesong from the Wood Immortal Gate of Dongxing Mountain here?"

The old man sitting in the hall master spoke with the attitude of the emperor's courtier.

Wang Hongda felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, and thought he couldn't lose in momentum, so he stood up with his head held high and his chest held high, saying loudly, "Exactly!"

The old man sat upright, his eyes shot out, he looked at Wang Hongda, and immediately smiled.

"Hahahaha, it really is a young talent, hurry up, please sit down!"

The old man arranged for Wang Hongda and Wang Xuesong to sit down on the side closest to him.

This is tantamount to being surrounded by the old man's group.

But this time, Wang Hongda came prepared, no matter how many people there were, he was not afraid.

The air became quiet, and everyone's eyes focused on Wang Hongda and Wang Xuesong, trying to frighten them with their aura.

But Wang Hongda sat upright, without squinting, and didn't pay attention to others at all.

Wang Xuesong is an old man who has seen the world for 400 years. He has never experienced any big storms and waves. There are only a dozen people, and he is not afraid at all.

The old man was also looking at Wang Hongda, and sure enough, as Zhao Wenchi said, the mana of these two people is low, and the next thing is to try to see if their baby is really so powerful.

"Hahahaha, as expected, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!"

The old man began to mock Wang Hongda with his seniority.

Unconvinced, Wang Hongda pointed to Wang Xuesong, turned to the old man and said, "A newborn calf? My apprentice is a 400-year-old cedar tree. Who is the newborn calf? If you are talking about seniority, you have to call her grandma Patriarch!"

"You are presumptuous!"

Wu Zhiyu, who had always looked gentle and refined, suddenly broke out, stood up, blew his beard and stared, pointed at Wang Hongda and growled.

"What?"

The old man was relatively calm, turned his head to look at Wu Zhiyu, Wu Zhiyu tilted his head, looked at Wang Hongda provocatively, and sat back in his seat.

"This is the head of our Xuanyang Sect, a descendant of the three generations of the Xuanyang Sect. You are now at our mountain gate. You'd better show some respect to our head!"

Wu Zhiyu introduced the old man on the main seat to Wang Hongda.

(End of this chapter)