Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Speaking of this, I have to mention what is "Yemao Mountain".

The profession of Taoist priests is different from that of monks. They have been relatively low-key since ancient times.

But among the generally low-key Taoist sects, there is only one exception-Maoshan.

Maoshan Taoist, this is a different type of alien who is hidden in the world.

Even among ordinary people, the name of Maoshan Taoist priests is like thunder... Although not many people have actually seen them, there are various legends about Maoshan Taoist priests and Maoshan techniques circulating in the world.

In fact, the real Maoshan Taoist priests refer to the Maoshan Shangqing Sect. They belong to the same branch as Longhushan Tianshifu.

In the eyes of most strangers, the talismans of the Maoshan Shangqing School are famous all over the world, but in their own hearts, the alchemy and scientific rituals are the real directors of the Shangqing School.

In fact, the Maoshan Shangqing faction is not keen on those various spells, and spends more time studying those boring Taoist classics every day, and honing their moral character according to the teachings of their ancestors.

In fact, according to the behavior style of the Maoshan Shangqing School, they should not have such a statement in the world.

The facts are indeed the same. It is not the heirs of the Maoshan Shangqing School that really spread the name of Maoshan to flower growers, but another group of "cottage products".

Due to the strict discipline of Maoshan Shangqing, it is rare to see its heirs walking around in the world, but because of its profound skills, it has left an excellent reputation among ordinary people in just a few times.

So, from no one knows when, some Jianghu scattered people who have no background and sects and possess strange skills began to walk in the world under the guise of Maoshan disciples.

These copycats, both good and evil, are numerous, but good and bad are mixed. They are obviously not an organization, but they all have the signboard of Maoshan.

The real Maoshan Shangqing faction has also come out to clarify several times, but there are too many counterfeit goods. Under the bad money driving out the good money, they are steadily losing in the war of words. These scattered people are called "Yemao Mountain".

Over time, the reputation of Maoshan Taoist priests has been widely known by those copycats, but the "Maoshan Taoist priests" in the world's population are quite different from the real Maoshan Taoist priests. They are not the same thing at all...

And the reason why Zhao Guizhen committed the big case of fleeing and murdering before was to practice a powerful evil skill of Yemao Mountain——Seven evil spirits save the body technique.

"Brother, want to try the poor Maoshan technique? Well, it's better to be respectful than smart!"

Saying that, the fierce-faced Taoist suddenly began to undress...

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Chapter 373 Zhao Haitang Who Doubts About Life

The Taoist robe was lifted, and Zhao Guizhen's chest, abdomen, back, and arms were covered with seven hideous and terrifying human faces.

No, it is a bit far-fetched to say that it is a human face. If it is described more vividly, it should be seven painful masks with distorted facial features!

Xiao Zizai looked up and down the "pain masks" on Zhao Guizhen's body that kept making noises, and smiled modestly and politely:

"Hehehehe... The disciples of the Shangqing slaughtered innocents and practiced the evil method of Yemao Mountain. I really want to know, if this matter gets out, what kind of expression will the Taoists of the Shangqing sect have on their faces~"

"Humph!"

Zhao Guizhen gave a cold snort of disdain, and took out a brown pill from his bosom, which was one size smaller than the dung beetle reserve food, and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing while saying indignantly:

"Do you know how boring it is to read those broken scriptures there every day?"

"Do you know how disappointed it feels to be awarded a talisman after three years of hoeing?"

"Do you know... how good it is to watch a brother who has cultivated Taoism for half his life be knocked down by my supernatural powers that he has practiced for half a year?"

"Heh~ You, my master and my brothers, don't you all want to accuse me of practicing evil methods that harm people? Let me tell you, you are not worthy!"

As he said that, the expression on Zhao Guizhen's face became more ferocious.

"Your structure is too small! Sages are not benevolent, and treat all living beings as humble dogs!"

"You guys in the company just like to meddle in their own business and want to get justice for those little dead things, right?"

"Hey... soon you will pay for your nosyness!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Guizhen suddenly changed the cowardly fighting style that he didn't dare to get close to, and did the opposite, and suddenly stepped forward to start a close fight with Xiao Zizai.

"Oh!"

Fist and palm met, Zhao Guizhen, who was afraid of melee combat just now, had an even fight with Lao Xiao.

Then, the two of them wrestled together like ghosts, punching and kicking vigorously for a while, and Zhao Haitang, who was watching the battle on the other side, was dazzled.

Just when Lao Xiao was concentrating on dismantling the tricks with Zhao Guizhen, the mask of pain on the latter's body suddenly seemed to come alive, like fleshy boa constrictors with human faces rushing out of the fierce-faced Taoist, biting like lightning. Xiang Xiao is comfortable.

Old Xiao was caught off guard, and quickly lifted up the golden bell shield to defend himself, but was still bitten by one of the pain masks on the shoulder, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood.

"Hey hey!" Zhao Guizhen grinned strangely, "Just let me eat it bite by bite... Want to judge me? You're just dreaming!"

When Xiao Zizai heard the words, surprise flashed across his face for the first time: "Judgment? Don't be funny! I'm sorry for you!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch the injury on his shoulder. Xiao Zizai took out a small "matchbox" from his pocket, took out an ice needle from it and stuck it at the wound, while looking extremely serious. explained:

"It doesn't matter if you misunderstand me brother, but if you don't even understand your own mind, it's a pity!"

Zhao Guizhen: (￣┏＿┓￣)...

"what?"

Xiao Zizai moved his rapidly recovering arm, with a smile on his lips: "Brother, do you have any misunderstandings about yourself?"

"People who were killed to practice evil methods? No!"

"Think about it, how old are the seven dead people you killed?"

Zhao Guizhen pondered silently, and seemed to have some ideas.

"No matter how noble and great a reason is for a person, it is very difficult for him to kill such a young life for this reason!"

"But you...you did it easily. Not only did you do it, you killed seven of them!"

"What a pity! What a pity!!!"

"You know what a rare quality that is, man!"

The more Xiao Zizai talked, the more excited he became. At this moment, he even danced and gestured, as if what was going on was not a chat between a police officer and a prisoner, but an idealist confiding his greatness to another idealist. ambition.

"Those young lives are still so young, they are the most wonderful years!"

"Don't care about the moment when such a fragile and bright life like morning dew disappears, but focus all your attention on some bullshit spells... Are you out of your mind?"

Zhao Guizhen: (￣□￣;)! ?