Mo Lingshan, who came after Grandpa, made a face at Ye Feng with contempt, "Liar, you act like you really have ten Heyi Pills. Do you think Heyi Pills are cabbages, sold wholesale for a few dollars a pound?"
Ye Feng suddenly raised his hand, which frightened Mo Lingshan so much that fear showed in her beautiful eyes. She quickly ran to her grandfather, fearing that Ye Feng would spank her.
Ye Feng raised his hand, but he didn't mean to spank Mo Lingshan. Instead, he scratched his ear and looked at Mo Lingshan smugly, "Be good, girl. If you dare to yell at me again, I will spank you."
It would be quite interesting to use ten combined pills to trick Mr. Mo Da, the head of Fangcun Mountain, into coming for fun, but Mr. Mo Da is a shrewd man and will not fall for it.
A Buddhist chant was heard, and Zen Master Zhikong sat on the podium, clasping his hands together and saying, "Amitabha, I am late, and I hope all the masters are well."
Zen Master Zhikong glanced at Ye Feng with a complicated look in his eyes, and quietly asked Mr. Mo Da: "Mr. Mo Da, have you seen that Ye Feng?"
Not only had they met, they had also competed secretly. Mr. Mo Da remained calm, but he was secretly helpless in his heart. This kid was unfathomable and really a headache.
Mr. Mo Da was amazed in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He said with a hint of sarcasm: "I have seen him before. He is just a young man who got some elixirs and improved his skills very quickly. He is like a nouveau riche who suddenly got a lot of money, but he is still a nouveau riche."
Zen Master Zhikong's voice was filled with anger. "He destroyed the martial arts of several of my disciples. He was too much of a bully. I wanted to seek revenge on him, but Buddha has mercy on me. I don't want to bully the weak. I will fight him in the ancient martial arts competition."
There was contempt in Mr. Mo Da's eyes. It was not that the monk did not want to seek revenge, but that he did not have the strength to do so.
Although it is impossible to tell Ye Feng's cultivation level, it is certain that his cultivation is definitely not weaker than the middle stage of the Innate Realm. It's not that you don't want to bully the weak, but you just can't beat him.
Feeling the sharp gaze of Mr. Mo Da, Zen Master Zhikong felt a little hot on his face. He put his hands together again and said with a wry smile: "Good, good, a monk should not break the precept of anger. The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will?"
Taoist Chongxu, who was standing next to him, thought of his junior brother Lingxu being killed by Ye Feng, and couldn't help but feel a sense of common hatred for the enemy. His eyes rolled and a plan came to mind.
He greeted Mr. Mo Da first, and then said to Master Zhikong with concern: "Alas, Ye Feng is so cruel. He has ruined your disciples' cultivation. Many years of practice have been destroyed. This is more painful than killing them. Master Zhikong, you are so merciful. I would seek revenge on him now."
Zen Master Zhikong felt warm in his heart, and he clasped his hands together and bowed to Taoist Master Chongxu in gratitude, saying, "Amitabha, Taoist Master also has a kind heart like a bodhisattva."
Taoist Chongxu's eyes flashed with a smug look, and he put on a sympathetic look: "Master, this kid has inherited the skills of Master Tianzhen, and his skills are unfathomable. If you want revenge, you must use all your strength, otherwise, you may not be able to beat him. Even the magic weapons of your Xuankong Temple may not be able to work. Ahem, I'm not saying that you can't beat him, but I want to remind you that this kid is too powerful."
"Amitabha, what the Taoist says makes sense."
Mr. Mo Da heard evil intentions in Taoist Chongxu's tone, and couldn't help but glance at Taoist Chongxu again. Taoist Chongxu noticed that Mr. Mo Da was looking at him, and smiled guiltily, not daring to say another word.
His tricks could deceive Zen Master Zhikong, but they could not escape the eyes of Mr. Mo Da.
"Mr. Mo Da, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"
Yue Zhuoqun looked at Mr. Mo Da with a smile on his face. Mr. Mo Da did not answer, but just looked indifferent and nodded lightly, with a hint of disdain flashing in his tiger eyes.
Among the many ancient martial arts sects in China, the one Mr. Mo Da dislikes the most is the leader of the Di Ling Sect, Fu Qianfan. Fu Qianfan cruelly plundered women's yin essence, condensed Yin Sha, and used unorthodox methods, which was the most despicable. The second one is Yue Zhuoqun.
Yue Zhuoqun had a sinister personality, and his followers were robbing and looting everywhere, stealing elixirs, ferocious beasts, and people. As long as it was something valuable, the Taiyi disciples would steal it.
In Mo Da's eyes, Yue Zhuoqun was just a bandit leader. The only thing that made him better than Fu Qianfan was that he did not rob women of their yin essence, which meant he was relatively merciful.
Seeing that Mr. Mo Da didn't want to pay attention to him, Yue Zhuoqun's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
The ancient martial arts world all looks up to Fangcun Mountain. What the hell is Fangcun Mountain? It's just a little older and has more immortals. It won't be long before our Taiyi Sect will surpass you, Fangcun Mountain.
Yue Zhuoqun smiled sinisterly and said, "Now that everyone is here, I'm going to start the process."
Yue Zhuoqun held a brand new ipaid in his hand, cleared his throat, and began to call the roll: "Have the disciples of Xuankong Temple arrived?"
From the northwest corner of the summit of Mount Hua came a loud and orderly chant of Buddha: "Amitabha, the disciples of Xuankong Temple have arrived."
Ye Feng's gaze stopped on the disciples of Xuankong Temple in the northwest corner. These monks who were meditating and worshiping Buddha were indeed somewhat different from ordinary people.
The temple rules and regulations are strict, and the precepts are harsh. The disciples of Xuankong Temple all wear yellow monk robes and line up neatly. All of them have serious faces and do not say a word. They stand quietly in the northwest corner, waiting for the ancient martial arts competition to begin.
Ye Feng sighed quietly, it was a pity that there were good and bad people in Buddhism, there were high monks who had attained enlightenment, but there were also villains and scum who tarnished the pure land of Buddhism, and the head monk, Zen Master Zhikong, was protective by nature, and was biased in his listening and believing, not knowing the good and evil of human nature.
"Have the Shangqing Sect disciples arrived?"
"arrive."
A loud answer came from the southeast corner, neat and loud.
The disciples of Shangqing Sect also wear the same attire. The three pure disciples of the sect all wear blue yin-yang fish Taoist robes, Taoist hairpins are inserted in their curled hair, and they carry three-foot long swords on their backs.
Although Taoist Chongxu is hypocritical and vicious, all of his disciples are strong and spirited, with a certain air of immortality.
"Where are the disciples from Fangcun Mountain?"
"arrive."
The responses from the Fangcun Mountain disciples, led by Mr. Mo, were like the rumbling thunder of spring, which made people's eardrums numb and echoed through the sky.
Most of the disciples of Fangcun Mountain practiced wind and thunder essence, and when they erupted collectively, it was like thunder out of the blue. Before the ancient martial arts competition even began, their momentum overwhelmed everyone.
Some Taiyi Sect disciples who were nearby were frightened. Influenced by Sect Master Yue Zhuoqun, the disciples secretly regarded Fangcunshan as a competitor. They looked unhappy and said in a low voice, "Why are you shouting? Ancient martial arts competitions are no more about who has a louder voice."
"A loud voice does not necessarily mean high skill."
"Grandstanding."
"Have the disciples of Yihua Palace arrived?"
"arrive."
There were sounds like those of cuckoos and orioles. Although not as neat and loud as those of other sects, they were the most pleasant and melodious, and attracted much attention.
(End of this chapter)