Urban practice

Chapter 547 Who Smash Me?
"make a deal!"

After a brief hesitation, the deal was concluded, and the two parties were ready to confirm the receipt of the goods.

Ye Rong was left in a daze.

As a cultivator who has crossed two worlds and seen all kinds of big scenes, he said that he couldn't understand the thinking mode of these two people at all.

Sure enough, the big guys have a weird way of thinking.

"Hey."

Ye Rong sighed deeply, the difference between himself and the boss, it seems that it is not only the difference in cultivation level!

However, this operation seems to be considered a success?
Four spirit tools and a half mouth spirit pool, this is already a relatively good income.

The door of the attic opened, and four spiritual artifacts were already surrounding Mr. Mao Ling. They were four Taoist talismans, with the words "wind", "fire", "thunder", and "electricity" written on them.This is a complete spiritual weapon!Can be used individually, but combined is more powerful!
It is a medium spirit weapon.

Then, he stretched out his hand again, and the spiritual spring water in the cave continued to flow out, and he led it into a Qiankun bag.

This is the freshest spirit spring, just emerging from the spring, and the spirit energy is very abundant, better than other spirit pools.

"I hope you will fulfill your promise and don't look for me in the next few years. If you can give me these spiritual artifacts, it would be good to promote my Taoism by the way."

The boss of Maoling sighed, and went down the donkey, showing a gesture of resignation.

"Don't worry, I will." Daoist Qingfeng looked grateful and stepped forward with a sense of mission, but suddenly stopped and covered his head.

"Ahhh what's in my head!"

He spoke with a look of shock and anger, and then, under the sight of Maoling boss and Ye Rong, his hair became bald.

His expression was slowly taken over by peace, but he showed a look of struggle from time to time.

What the hell!

Ye Rong's expression changed instantly.

Daoist, you are an abyss-level pit!He also said that there is no need to worry about the coming out of the Buddha, and he will definitely not give me the opportunity to use this stick!What about this wave now?
Moreover, you can’t come out now!It’s not easy to successfully trade, but if you have the Buddhist type, bad things will definitely happen!
Taoist Mao Ling is willing to give the four spiritual weapons to his fake apprentice, but he will never admit that a bald man is his apprentice, even if it is fake!
Sure enough, seeing this scene, Mao Ling's face changed in an instant, and anger appeared in his eyes. In an instant, he was deceived, betrayed, hostile, indifferent, and all kinds of emotions came out of his heart.

It's like seeing the man who finally managed to hook up with you cheat on him.

I hate it so much!

In the end, a peaceful monk appeared in front of them. He glanced around and finally placed it on the four spiritual weapons that Mao Ling had already handed over halfway.

"Sure enough, Old Hei is still causing trouble."

He sighed lightly.

"However, Daoist, don't worry, Amitabha, I won't take you!"

A huge sap hit him on the back of the head, and the buddhist bilingshi boss rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Behind him, Ye Rong, who was holding a suffocating stick, let out a long sigh of relief.

It seems that it was due to previous experience, this hit was so cool!
Maoling boss: "."

Although this stick feels very good and comfortable, and I really want to do it, but aren't you all in the same group?What was this sudden blow like?
For the first time, he looked at Ye Rong seriously.Could it be... This kid is actually a Taoist disciple, because he is not used to the transformation of Taoism into Buddha, so he made a temporary decision.Sap in anger?

The fallen Buddha-type Bilingshi boss held his head in pain. Not long after, hair began to grow on his head. The hair that grew was bright and beautiful, and it grew old fast!
Seeing this scene, Ye Rong was relieved.

"Look, boss Mao Ling, just now is the inner demon of Daoist Qingfeng. This kind of inner demon is extremely rampant. It must be stopped in time, and the inner demon cannot be fooled!"

Maoling boss: "."

I understand what you're saying, but the way you stopped it was really brutal.

The boss of Bilingshi, who had regenerated his head of hair, stood up, looking around with confused eyes: "What happened to me just now?"

"Hey? Why does your head hurt a little?"

Ye Rong squinted at him silently, nonsense, it hurts me to hit me.Big brother, you pig teammate.

"Ah, what's in my head?" After speaking, he covered his head in pain again, and his hair... began to fall out again.

Peace, began to gradually appear in his eyes
"My Buddha is merciful! The scorching sun above my head, and the yellow sand under my feet, these are all trials I have experienced before. Does a stick seem to eliminate me? Speaking of which, who threw the sap stick at me just now?"

"Boom!"

Another blow hit him on the head.

If you don't do it, you will never stop!Now that he offended the buddhist bilingshi boss, Ye Rong is not going to meet the buddhist bilingshi boss in the future!

Speaking of which, this Mentian stick is indeed powerful, and the boss did not lie to himself about this.

The hair grows, Qingfeng Dao grows back to half, and the hair begins to fall again.

"My Buddha."

"Boom!"

Return to halfway and drop.

"Buddha"

"Boom!"

Return in half, drop.

"Boom!"

"Hahaha! Didn't expect that this time I had time to perform an iron head skill!"

"Dong dong!"

"Hey, don't smash it, the iron head kungfu will hurt too! Am I wrong? Since you are looking for Lao Hei now, can I go and rest for a while?" In the end, the Buddhist green stone that successfully resisted the stick The boss took the initiative to admit his cowardice, and began to fall into a deep sleep again, his beautiful hair grew back.

The period of switching between the two is a weakness of the Big Brother Bi Lingshi, just like those group of cranes that have not yet been fully condensed, they can't hide from Ye Rong's stick at all, and the consciousness body is not stable just after switching, boring days The stick material is strong enough to inflict damage on him.

"What's wrong with me? Ah. Suddenly my head hurt, as if it was going to explode. How strange." This time, Taoist Master Qingfeng finally stood up.

"I don't know, maybe it's because your inner demon came out just now." Ye Rong turned around and looked up at the sky.

He had already put away the sap day stick, looking like a passerby watching.

"Demon?" Daoist Qingfeng frowned, "This guy is still alive?"

"That's all. Come in." It seemed that the reason for seeing Daoist Qingfeng being beaten was the reason why Mao Ling was all smiles and invited the two into the house.

"Forget it, we'll talk about the Buddhist department later, it's rare for the master to invite us into the house, let's go. Master, we are here!"

Daoist Qingfeng went ahead.

Ye Rong nodded, Mao Ling is an upright boss, and he probably wouldn't play tricks on them.

The two went into the attic.

The interior of this loft with a bright appearance and great pressure is very simple, only tables, chairs, beds and quilts are simply arranged, and there is a huge Tai Chi diagram on the ground. In the air, the atmosphere belonging to "Tao" is getting stronger and stronger. , and even with a little effort, one can see Taoism flowing in the air.

It is still the kind that combines 3D graphics and text, and automatically drills and explains.

Taoist Master Maoling made a cup of tea for each of them and placed it next to them. The tea was fragrant. Although it was brewed casually, it had a refreshing and intoxicating aroma!It’s much more fragrant than the tea Ye Rong made for Professor Fu!
After all, this is tea brewed directly from the spring water of Lingquan. The tea itself has an aroma far superior to that of ordinary tea.

"Master is still as generous, warm and courteous as before."

"Shut up, according to the agreement, you can't call me master in the past few years." Maoling boss shouted, seeming to remember the tragic experience of that year.

Immediately, he looked at Ye Rong who was sitting there, sipping tea quietly.

"Boy, come with me."

(End of this chapter)