Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu was dressed in Bagua fairy clothes and wearing a Qingfeng Taoist crown. He was standing on the square outside the palace. The breeze blew, causing his hairband to flutter and his robe to sway lightly in the wind. He had a calm and calm look on his face. At this moment, it seemed that he really had the demeanor of a master of the sect.

Fahai stood seven or eight steps away from Zhang Yu, his face full of arrogance. Rivers, lakes and seas are known as the four great monks of Leiming Temple in the southern capital. Fahai became a monk at a young age and practiced in Leiming Temple for most of his life. How could he be afraid of the yellow-haired boy in front of him.

The red cassock was swaying gently in the breeze. He held a tin staff in his hand, standing still and staring at Zhang Yu closely with his eyes like a torch.

Around the square, there were disciples of Wudang Taoist Temple. Hundreds of disciples formed a large circle. Although many disciples did not know what happened specifically and why the master wanted to fight with a great monk. But since he wanted to take action, he naturally wanted to support the master. You must know that this contest not only represents Wudang Taoism, but also Taoism.

If Zhang Yu loses this time and word spreads about it, it will be a big blow to the reputation of Wudang Taoist Temple.

Fahe looked on, secretly worried, why did he let Fahai come with him? It would be better to come alone. There is no evidence for this kind of thing, and the result is that there is still action. It is pure nonsense.

But this battle seems inevitable. This is not an internal fight between Buddhist sects, it is a battle between Buddhism and Taoism. If you don't take action, that's it. If you do, you must support your own family. Fahe could only hope that his junior brother would defeat Zhang Yu. No matter whether he could find the golden-scaled turtle or not, he couldn't afford to lose this battle anyway.

No one around the square made a sound, cheering and shouting, that is a sports event, this is a serious fighting method, how can you make a noise. With so many people and no movement at all, the atmosphere became very tense and gave people a chilling feeling.

Finally, Fahai said: "Amitabha! Taoist Zhang, the poor monk came here because peace is the most important thing. But since Taoist Zhang must see the true seal in his hand, the poor monk can only be respectful and obey orders. You are a junior, take action first. ."

What he said was high-sounding, and he also set his posture particularly high. For example, when someone is in a Taoist temple on the highway, it is not Fa Hai who bullies the small ones, but Zhang Yu who takes the initiative to make himself uncomfortable.

"Haha..." Zhang Yu smiled faintly and said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord! Master wants to search my Wudang Taoist Temple. It's really funny that you are looking for a thousand-year-old turtle. If you have a search warrant for the patrol room, I will obey the rules of Wudang Taoist Temple. We must abide by the law and cooperate. But if I want to search based on your words of Lei Ming Temple, then where is the Taoist temple? I have spoken first. Master, you can search if you want, but you must first show some real knowledge. Master is far away I am a guest. The host does as he pleases. Master, please invite me first."

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he made a gesture of invitation.

"Okay! Then I'll do as you please, Taoist Zhang, I'm offended!" Fahai shouted, grabbed the cassock with one hand, threw it directly into the air, and shouted: "The cassock has magical powers to subdue demons!"

After the voice settled, the cassock in the air moved directly towards Zhang Yu. He put one palm on his chest and kept chanting: "Amitabha Buddha! Amitabha Buddha! Amitabha Buddha..."

Zhang Yu had already seen the abilities of these monks, and it was nothing more than this cassock. The first time he fought against the great monk in Cang Qingling, Zhang Yu had little experience, and the monk's cassock was really powerful, which made it difficult for him to resist.

Now that I’ve seen it a lot, I naturally don’t care. Especially since he can also see that Fahai is not necessarily stronger than Fahe, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with him.

Zhang Yu immediately took out a wind talisman and shouted: "Drink!"

"Huh..." The strong wind immediately blew up, blocking the cassock in mid-air, making it difficult to move forward at all.

Fahai didn't expect that his cassock would be blocked by the strong wind. He was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and threw them towards Zhang Yu.

The beads came very quickly, and Zhang Yu knew the secret of these things. Once they collided, they would inevitably scatter, like shooting stars chasing the moon. So he didn't take it hard and just dodged to avoid the beads. The Buddhist bead turned a corner and shot towards Zhang Yu again.

Zhang Yu was not in a hurry, he already had the money sword in his hand, and he urged the sword to shoot at Fahai. People just tossed and turned, dealing with the beads. He didn't use fire talismans, nor did he use thunder spells. The main reason was that the damage was too great and it was easy to be accidentally injured.

"call out!"

The money sword went straight to the door in front of Fahai. Fahai shouted loudly and faced the money sword with the tin staff in his hand.

There was a "dang" sound, gold and iron mingled, the money sword was immediately shattered, and the copper coins were scattered in all directions.

When Fahai saw this, he couldn't help laughing proudly, "It's just that..."

As soon as the voice fell, the money that had just been scattered suddenly shot towards him, like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"...

Fahai couldn't resist, and he received countless blows in an instant. His body fell to the ground, blood spurted out from his mouth, "Wow..."

This is why Zhang Yu showed mercy, and Fahai's cultivation level is not weak, otherwise, he would be almost dead.

"brush!"

When Fa Hai was injured, the cassock that was facing the strong wind in the air instantly lost its support and was blown far away by the strong wind.

The string of beads he shot out had no support and fell immediately. Zhang Yu, with quick hands and quick eyes, grabbed the beads into his hand.

Zhang Yu flicked the beads in his hand twice and said calmly: "Master accepts."

"Wow!"...

The disciples of Wudang Taoist Temple were all overjoyed when they saw that their master had easily defeated Fa Hai. The previous nervousness suddenly disappeared and was replaced by thunderous cheers.

"Master wins!" "Master wins!" "Wudang Taoist Temple!" "Wudang Taoist Temple!" "Wudang Taoist Temple!"...

"Junior brother!" "Master." "Master uncle."...

Fahe and the six accompanying monks saw that Fahai was beaten until he vomited blood and hurried forward to check.

Fahai was seriously injured, but Fahe could see that it was not too damaging and Zhang Yu was definitely showing mercy.

Zhang Yu rescued him that day, and Fahe could also see that Zhang Yu had certain strength, but it was not clear how strong he was. At this moment, seeing Zhang Yu casually injure Fahai, and yet still be merciful and not take lives, his strength is already indescribable. It is definitely the strength to crush the opponent, otherwise, it would not be possible at all.

But how could he know that it wasn't Zhang Yuqiang who was too strong, but that he knew himself and the enemy. Zhang Yu had seen what Lei Ming Temple was capable of, so he naturally knew how to deal with it.

"Tap tap tap..."

Steady footsteps sounded from the opposite side. Fahe quickly turned his head to look, and it was Zhang Yu who was walking over with a Buddhist bead in hand. When he saw Zhang Yu before, he didn't think much of it. Looking at it now, Fahe couldn't help but panic a little and felt a lot of pressure inexplicably.

Soon, Zhang Yu came to several monks. The monks were all a little nervous because what Zhang Yu had just shown was too powerful.

Zhang Yu, however, smiled and said gently: "Master, this is your Buddhist bead, and it will be returned to Zhao intact. By the way..."

At this point, he suddenly shouted from beside him: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you go and get the master's cassock back!"