Daxiangguo Temple is very close to Wenfei's mansion. As early as the black clouds were flying, they had already discovered it. The entire temple was immediately alert, and Buddha light faintly emerged from several temples. Fortunately, the black cloud did not come from Daxiangguo Temple, but went straight to Wenfei's mansion to the Demon-Super Daoist.

Suddenly, the monks were so proud that they called Shanzai, Shanzai. The Buddha blessed him and went to Wenfei to gloat. They all began to gloat. Last time, Grandma Hu had some idea and forced herself to break into Daxiangguo Temple, and even took away a magic weapon treasured by Daxiangguo Temple. The entire Daxiangguo Temple was covered in dust, but she could not do anything to this monster.

"Hurry and hide the treasured sutras in the temple!" Zen Master Zhiqing ordered.

"Abbot, Grandma Hu is not here to deal with us. Why should I be so anxious?" said a monk in charge.

Zen Master Zhiqing snorted coldly: "You don't think about it. With our Daxiangguo Temple, we can't stop Grandma Hu, so I don't believe how capable that Taoist priest is! Maybe we will deal with the Taoist priest in a few seconds and have the leisure to come to our Daxiangguo Temple for a walk!"

After hearing this, the monks suddenly realized it. Then they all came back and praised, "After all, he is the abbot, with far-reaching wisdom and much better than us!"

Zen Master Zhiqing was too lazy to listen to their flattery, but he just looked at the mansion of the Demon-Slaying Assistant Dao, thinking to himself how the Taoist priest offended Grandma Hu and why did he provoke Grandma Hu to come to Tokyo City? It was really strange! This old monster has not been born for decades.

In Tokyo, there is also a Taoist with a jade-like face in Wanshou Palace, who can't see the age of age, looking out from afar. His sleeves fluttered, and except for a wisp of white hair as white as frosty and snow on his temples, his black hair was like black hair. His face was shiny as jade, and his skin even made girls of seventeen or eighteen feel smooth and smooth, without any wrinkles.

"What a cloud, what a rain!" The Taoist priest looked at the strange black cloud in the sky, which was like a demon, and actually exclaimed. He was still holding a sterling silver wine pot in his hand, and without using a wine glass, he poured a mouthful of it into his mouth. His eyes were covered in vain, as if he was drunk, but when he looked closely, he felt as cold as a knife, and he was not drunk at all.

"Host, that's Grandma Hu's trouble again. I don't know whose family is unlucky this time, and it's a plague god!" A young Taoist priest walked over quietly, and wanted to put on his clothes for the Taoist priest who was carrying a pot of wine, and said casually.

"Hehe, this time, there is probably no one else except for the proud immortal master recently!" The sudden voice scared the little Taoist priest, but he saw that there was one more person coming out in the dim hall. The man was in a somewhat embarrassed figure, but he did not have the flower he liked to fuck his favorite, but it was none other than the monk Daihua.

The Taoist priest who carried the pot to drink was even more amazing. He was the most beloved Taoist in the official family today. He looked at the black clouds like galloping horses in the sky and pressed towards Wen Fei's mansion, and a sneer flashed across his face. As soon as his smile appeared, he was taken back. He looked at Zhang Huaisu coldly, but did not speak, throwing the wine pot in his hand to Zhang Huaisu. Zhang Huaisu took the big drink and poured it out, and suddenly spit out: "What a strong wine, is this the clear stream and spring sold by the immortal master in Lanzhou? Such a coolness really wastes this good name."

Huang Cheng didn't say anything. He took the wine pot thrown by Zhang Huaisu, took a big sip, and smiled and said, "Only such strong wine can make me feel a little warmth on my body!"

He is also the leader of the Taoist sect today! But he doesn't know how to get along with the scum of the monk Daihua, Zhang Huaisu.

"Didn't you go to Cai Jing's mansion to drink and be driven out? Why do you still have the leisure to come to my Wanshou Palace to stroll?" Huang Cheng's tone was slightly sarcastic.

Speaking of this, Zhang Huaisu's face was a little overwhelmed and sneered: "When that kid came to Tokyo, it was so high-profile, which is really annoying. The official trusted him so much that even the cunning and cunning Mr. Cai won the favor of him so much. You are not afraid that he would steal the position of the leader of your sect!"

Huang Cheng smiled slightly and took a big mouthful of wine. He ignored the wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth, wiped it with his sleeves, and smiled and said, "Grandma Hu's cultivation level is not enough in this world to survive!"

"Don't underestimate him! I can't see the background of that guy named Wen, and his magic power may not be profound, but his mechanism is quite powerful. But his senior brother Lin Lingsu is still a cruel person. He actually practices thunder magic, but he is much more powerful than your Maoshan School's method of thinking and transforming gods!" Zhang Huaisu said seriously.

"Is that right?" Huang Cheng disagreed and sneered: "How can we know what magical powers and means are our Maoshan Shangqing Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years?"

Zhang Huaisu gritted her teeth with hatred. She was the most shameful guy who was a so-called upright family. She didn't know how to be capable except for pretending to behave! Apart from being inferior to Huang Cheng, Zhang Huaisu felt that there was nothing that could not compare to him. But the official family believed in Huang Cheng. In the final analysis, it was not because of his origin in Maoshan?

Humph, I heard that the guy named Wen Fei talked about Liu Hunkang's immortality in front of the official family repeatedly, which made the official family feel very disgusted with Liu Hunkang and even the entire Maoshan Sect. I think if you lose the trust of the official family, what else can you be arrogant?

Zhang Huaisu felt whispering in her heart, Huang Cheng seemed to have no idea. After filling her last sip of wine, she threw the silver pot far away. She asked: "By the way, what does Old Man Wang say? Will you hand over the sutras inherited from the Lingbao Sect?"

"Although Old Man Wang, the old man who was old and immortal, was demoted from the position of Minister of Revenue to the Minister of Justice, he still refused to give in. He sheltered Tian Xujing's old man..."

The filthy words of the monk Zhang Huaisu made Huang Cheng feel uncomfortable and frowned slightly. However, it was not that he had any respect for Wang Gu and Tian Xujing, but that he had received good education and could not stand such dirty words.

"Things are going to speed up!" Huang Cheng said lightly: "As long as I take charge of the Three Mountains Talisman, I will be a real leader of the Taoist sect. The successor of the Heavenly Master. My Taoist sect has not been a Heavenly Master for hundreds of years!"

Zhang Huaisu curled his lips. Anyway, he was called the monk Daihua, a down-and-out Taoist, who was neither monk nor Taoist, and he was not considered a Taoist sect, but just a wild fox Zen. He was not interested in Huang Cheng's ambition to unify the Taoist sect. He heard this and said lazily: "Then I have no choice. After all, Wang Gu is still an important official in the court, so I can't deal with it. Moreover, Tian Xujing is not a vegetarian..."

"Wang Gu will not be the Minister of the Shang Dynasty soon!" Huang Cheng closed his sleeves: "Gong Gong Zhao has submitted a memorial to impeach Wang Gu's party members! It seems that he will be driven out of the capital soon, and to the wild land in the south, and become a savage!" (To be continued. Please search for Piao Tianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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