No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 52
When the beggar said this, Ding Mian hesitated.

Recalling that when I received these big guys just now, I was respectful and without any disrespect, so why did he come to make fun of me in public for no reason?
Is it difficult? ? ?
Ding Mian subconsciously turned his head to look at Yi Fan, who was ordinary and had no mana fluctuations at all, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

Is this little bald man the illegitimate son of a beggar?Junior?Doorman?
It's not right, this old beggar walks the world, has no fixed place to live, and doesn't return to his sect. Besides, he has never heard of a nun who likes to eat chicken, so who can have a little beggar with him?
At this time, the beautiful Taoist nun couldn't stand it any longer, she chuckled lightly and said, "Xiao Ding, the old beggar is just reminding you, this little bald-headed Tiangang walks back to nature, moves freely, and has already kept a lot of hands."

"I've seen Senior He Xiangu, even if he has profound morals, he can't bully the weak and do those evil things." Ding Mian said unconvinced.

"Your cultivation level is low. I don't blame you for not being able to tell. This little bald man is upright and has no karma at all. He should not be colluding with Montenegro."

Naturally, He Xiangu's sect also received an arrest warrant from the relevant department of the blind swordsman, with Yi Fan's photo on it.

Others may not know where Shangqing Temple is. As a senior expert in the world of immortality, how could she not know it?

I still remember that when she was Xiaodaotong, the Shangqing Temple was famous all over the world, it was the top sect that held the top of the immortal sect.

Later, the world was in chaos, dragons and snakes rose from the land, and the monsters and monsters from all over the world joined forces to invade China. The Shangqing Temple donated money and materials, and almost wiped out all the evil gods with their own power. Unfortunately, all three thousand masters fell. It is said that only A few dolls support the sect, and they have not shown their faces for half a century. They did not expect to have such a strong disciple. It really is worthy of the ancient fairy sect.

"Junior, no matter how the Shangqing Temple declines, there will not be a scum from the demon sect. If you talk too much, I will kill you with one sword." I personally feel that my neck is cold and swishing, as if it is holding a sword.

"Senior Juejue calm down, juniors absolutely dare not." Ding Mian almost peeed in fright, if the god beggar can still explain the truth to him, then this god of killing doesn't know how to be sympathetic at all. , death is also death in vain.

"Hey, who said that? Do you think Shangqing Temple is still the same as before? If you haven't shown up for decades, maybe you are in collusion with the Demon Cult!" At this time, a voice of yin and yang came out, and he was not afraid of exterminating the old Taoist at all. .

"Old ghost Gongyang, you are courting death!"

"boom!"

The actual murderous aura suddenly exploded, and the invisible energy pushed the people with low cultivation backwards in fear.

"What, did Fellow Daoist Gongyang say something wrong?"

Another old man with a gloomy face came out.

"Old Celestial Silkworm, the two of you are good together!" The murderous Taoist exterminator was restrained, but his murderous intent was even stronger.

"What about adding me?"

As the cold wind blew, an old Taoist with white beard and hair and even a pure white Taoist robe appeared beside the two of Gong Yang.

"I knew you were indispensable, old Daoist Han Bing, you three trash come together."

The bluestone beneath Miejie's feet cracked silently, making everyone's scalp numb and retreating.

Taoist Han Bing said with a smile: "I said extermination, the one who favored you is your ancestor. It has been more than half a century, and they have been hidden from the world. Do you think you still remember who you are? If you don't believe me, ask this kid."

"Little baby, do you know this butcher?" Han Bing asked Yi Fan.

"Seniors, I am only a registered disciple of Shangqingguan. I have been practicing Taoism for less than a year. My brothers only recognized me a few days ago." Yi Fan answered honestly.

"Less than a year?"

He Xiangu's heart was shocked!
It took less than a year to cultivate Tiangangbu to this level?

Can you completely abuse Qingniu Guantangtang elder without any mana?
So what kind of cultivation should the few remaining dolls of the Shangqing Temple have now?
Isn't it far superior to these so-called seniors like me?

God Beggar, Extinction, Han Bing and others have similar thoughts.

Seeing that this little bald head is about twenty years old, and his eyes are clear, his divine light is restrained, his skin is as white and tender as a baby, his energy and blood are strong but not strong, it is clear that his physical body has cultivated to an extremely high level.

The most frightening thing is that he said that he has only practiced Taoism for less than a year. Doesn't that mean that he became a monk halfway?

This is very scary. Cultivation of Taoism is extremely demanding of aptitude, otherwise even if you have infinite spiritual stones, it will be difficult to set foot on the road of cultivating immortals.

Especially mortals who have lived in the secular world for more than ten years, their bodies have long been a mess, not to mention the torture of the chemical periodic table, everyone cares about survival and human nature all day long.

So they don't believe it, but they don't dare not believe it. Who knows how many old monsters have hidden in the past few decades?

In this case, let's use this little Taoist priest as a breakthrough point to explore their background.

After all, the big event is getting closer and closer. Shangqingguan has not participated in the exchange meeting for decades. At this juncture, a disciple of the sect is born, and the ghost knows what your plan is.

Several old Taoists were thinking about all kinds of things in their hearts for a while, but no one said anything, let alone a fight. It was He Xiangu who came back to his senses first.

"Xiao Ding, wait for me to make a call first."

Yi Fan has never seen He Xiangu's mobile phone before, it is not Zhongwei, nor is it a fruit, not only is it not small and exquisite, but it looks thick and thick, and the antenna is still folded.

"Hey, are you Blind Sword Daoist? I'm your sweet sister." As soon as He Xiangu spoke, the crowd filled the street.

He Xiangu's beautiful eyes turned white on everyone's eyes. It can be said that she is full of charm, and she is so fascinated that people don't pay for her life.

She waved her hand casually, and a faint colored light lit up, and no one could hear what she said anymore.

After a while, He Xiangu said nonchalantly: "I found out, Hei Shan appeared at the Mangshan funeral home last night and injured several mortals. Fellow Blind Sword Daoist led people to descend the demons, and found Yi Fan who was trapped by the ghost hitting the wall. After the end, this kid ran away and took away the standard magic weapon, so he was wanted by his subordinates in the name of Blind Sword Daoist."

"Is that so, little friend Yi Fan?" He Xiangu asked.

Yi Fanteng's face suddenly turned red. He really shouldn't have taken someone else's sword, but without that sword he couldn't quietly break through the wall and escape.

The roads were blocked at that time, and if the wall was broken, he would definitely be found. He didn't want to deal with these people who seemed difficult to deal with. Besides, it would be too bad luck to be caught by these people just after he came out of the police station.

So in a hurry, Yi Fan picked up the long sword and fled through the wall. He didn't know how to return it to others, so he had to bring it to the meeting first.

Untiing the long sword, Yi Fan held it in both hands and handed it to He Xiangu, saying: "Senior, I was slaying demons at the time, and they insisted on asking me for a Taoist certificate. This sword sliced ​​through the wall and escaped, please seniors help juniors return it to them."

"That's nonsense!" Ding Mian said with a look of disdain: "You can't even break through a simple wall, and you still want to suppress Montenegro? Can't you tell lies?"

"How do you explain it?" He Xiangu didn't quite believe it either. It is said that the disciples going down the mountain would not even be able to crack the most common ghost hitting the wall with such a profound foundation of Shangqing Temple?

"Senior, this junior's aptitude is too poor. The master asked the elder brother to teach me Tiangang footwork first. So far, I still don't know the same swordsmanship, let alone formation and Taoism."

Yi Fan was a little ashamed. He hadn't won honor for the teacher by going down the mountain, but he had lost face of the teacher instead, was wanted, and was despised for not being good at learning.

"Master, senior brother, after I go back, I will definitely learn from the pain and practice hard, so that I will not be immortal!"

Yi Fan clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind.

　Phone code words are really killing me
　　
　
(End of this chapter)