Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

Chanali saw a trace of pride on Mandan's face.

"After I brought him back, I offered him a beautiful woman every day and nourished him with Yuan Yin. It won't take long for him to regain all his strength and appear in the world as a true god!" Mandan said.

"Asshole!" Chanali yelled, "Using women to support evil gods, Mandan, are you still not a human being? Have you forgotten Master's teachings?"

Mandan laughed: "Master? Master, where is she? Others don't know, but I know. She went to chase her sweetheart. A person who can abandon the entire sect for the sweetheart is not worthy of our respect! But I still I saved her face and didn’t publicize her scandal behind closed doors.”

Chanali glared at Mandan angrily.

Seeing her angry and helpless eyes, Mandan smiled even more unscrupulously.

"You started late and don't understand the Xuanjiang Sect. Nanyang's art of surrender is famous all over the world, and the Xuanjiang Sect is the best among them. Refining yin, transforming corpses, catching ghosts, and raising gu are all common techniques. It's the master. After I came here, I brought another system of practice. I used my vagina to offer sacrifices to the Black Wood God, just to rectify the source and return the Xuanjiang Sect to tradition. Aren’t they all shouting the slogan of inheriting traditional culture now?"

"I know that you are no longer a virgin and should not be dedicated to the gods, but my good junior sister, you are indeed beautiful. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen besides Master. Therefore, I still dedicated you to the gods. Him. But I didn’t expect that you actually rejected him.”

"Do you know? At that moment, you put the entire Xuanjiang Sect into crisis. When the gods are angry, you and I will turn into dust!"

"But luckily, the god is not angry, but is happy. He has chosen you and wants to marry you. You are the disciple of the Goddess of Malaysia and the future successor of the goddess. He is the Black Wood God and the real god. You It is more reasonable to combine them together. Junior sister, you will become a real Malaysian goddess, and by then, senior brother will still have to rely on you!"

"Bah! Dreaming!" Chanali spat.

Mandan was not angry and said with a smile: "Don't refuse in a hurry. This is a good thing that others can't even dream of. Besides, it's useless for you to refuse. You know my methods. Don't toast me and I'll be fined! Think about it." Think about it, I’ll leave first.”

Mandan turned around and went out, walked to the door, and told Jingu Mantong, "Watch her, don't let her die."

Seeing Jin Gumantong's gold-dusted face with big eyes staring at her, Chanali felt helpless.

She knew Mandan very well and knew that this senior brother could do anything and that he had the ability and means to make her life worse than death.

However, when he thought of the black piece of wood and the misty face without features, she felt even more frightened.

"Ma Shan..."

She almost cried.

In this desperate moment, how I leaned into that broad chest, hugged by those strong arms, and cried bitterly.

"Ma Shan, let's see you in Huangquan!"

At this moment, Chanali made a painful decision.

……

When Mandan returned to his residence, his disciples had already served tea and snacks, and several gorgeous women danced gracefully in the spacious living room.

Mandan's cultivation has long been beyond the reach of the world, but he still enjoys this feeling.

His ancestors were from the royal family, but they later went into exile. Since then, their descendants have lost their shelter and can only rely on their own blessings.

When Mandan paid homage to Xuan Jiangmen, Fatima had not yet left the jungle.

At that time, Xuanjiang Sect was very luxurious and there were no taboos. It's just that Mandan is a junior in the sect and has little status.

Later, Fatima came and defeated twenty-three masters of Jiangsu in Malaysia, including the nine elders of Xuanjiang Sect, in a battle.

Mandan seized the opportunity, immediately defected to Fatima, exposed the various crimes of Xuanjiang Sect, and became Fatima's first disciple in the city.

Later, Fatima took over the Xuanjiang Sect and became the goddess of Malaysia.

Mandan naturally became the senior brother of Xuanjiang Sect and was highly respected.

However, he still misses the unbridled enjoyment of Xuanjiang Sect in the past.

After Fatima took over, there was nothing left except the boring practice day after day.

Although they have gained people's respect, Mandan feels that this is just a kind of vanity. The respect of the world has no practical use, but will tie their hands and feet. He prefers the fear in the eyes of the world when they see them. People's fear is the embodiment of power.

He acted very well-behaved and obedient in front of Fatima, and he was indeed very talented in spiritual practice. Fatima once said that if he were not a man but a woman, she could pass on the mantle to him.

If he can really obtain Fatima's legacy, maybe he can persevere on that boring path of spiritual practice. But after Fatima made it clear that her mantle could only be passed on to a woman, especially after Chanali appeared, Mandan's heart was filled with jealousy and hatred.

He began to take advantage of Fatima's retreat to secretly cultivate his power in Xuanjiang Sect and restore those ancient things that had long been abolished.

He also colluded with many outside forces, including the Sun Holy Church and Nanyang Hongmen.

When Fatima found out, he excused himself on the grounds that everything was for the development of the sect and had been deceived by villains.

Fatima saw through his heart, but she still relented in the end and did not destroy him. She just sent him to an uninhabited island to think about his life in the sea to give Chanali time to practice and grow and take over the Xuanjiang Sect.

It's just that humans are not as good as God, and Fatima didn't calculate that an ancient evil god was sealed in that sea area.

"Master, Hassan is here." The disciple's report interrupted Mandan's reverie.

"Invite him in," Mandan said.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a brown face and a badi shirt walked in.

"Hey, Bishop Hassan, welcome!" Mandan stood up, put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and smiled on his face.

"Hello, my future master!" Hassan made a cross on his chest.

Hassan is the bishop of the Holy Sun Church in Malaysia. But he is not a Westerner, but a Malaysian born and raised.

Mandan and Hassan have been in collusion for a long time and are already old acquaintances.

This time Mandan was able to come out of the uninhabited island, and Hassan also played a key role.

"Bishop Hassan, what brought you here? You're not here to drink tea with me, are you? I have tea flown here from Qiantang. Although new tea has to wait for more than two months, this is also the top quality. It’s tea.”

Mandan made a gesture of invitation and asked Hassan to take a seat.

Hassan shook his head and said, "I'm not here to drink tea. I have something to ask."

"what's up?"

"Recently, there are rumors that your Xuanjiang sect is arresting young girls everywhere. Parents of lost girls have come to the church to cry to our loving Lord. I am a bishop and I cannot ignore this matter."