With full of doubts, I separated from Qiu Chuji. Just after leaving the room, I saw the yellow lion walking towards me.
"Tang Song, would you like to take a step to talk to me?"
I looked around and smiled and said, "I don't know you well, and I'm not good enough to whisper to each other. If you have anything, just tell me here. If there is nothing, I will go back and rest."
"I want to ask you, would you configure poison?"
"I prefer to call it a potion."
"Pharmaceutical?" Huang Shi glanced at me and said, "You know who I am. I am a deadly ghost doctor."
"I know that you are a deadly ghost doctor, but you can rest assured that I will not expose you or report you."
Seeing that I was about to leave after speaking, Huang Shi took a step and stopped in front of me.
"Don't pretend to be confused, you should understand why I came to you today."
"Sorry, I really don't understand."
I tidyed up my clothes, moved my wrists and ankles, and then said: "If you want to find the difference and fight, I can stay with you to the end."
"Tang Song, what do you have to do with our desperate ghost doctor?"
"It doesn't matter!"
"It doesn't matter? Are you sure it doesn't matter?"
"I'm sure it doesn't matter, please leave the way and let me go."
"When you are fighting a move, you use a high-level poison. I can't read it wrong, and I can't read it wrong."
I gave Huang Shi a white look, without a red heart, and then said: "I'm sorry, I think you really read it wrong, I don't know what you are talking about? What exactly is a high-level poison."
"Tang Song, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I will tell the elder of the door exactly. Two high-level poisons appeared on the Wubi ring. I believe the elder of the door will be very interested in this."
Huang Shi sneered, after thinking for a while, he added: "Our desperate ghost doctor's style of doing things, you should know that if you let the elder in the door know that you have the formula of two advanced poisons in your hands, they They will definitely catch you, and then use every means to pry open your mouth. When you have said everything you know, they will unload the grind and kill the donkey and kill you."
"You don't have to threaten me, I am not afraid, because
What I used for me is not the poison that your deadly ghost doctors are good at. "
"Regardless of whether what you use is what we are good at, as long as it is similar, as long as it is good for us, we will not let it go."
"Of course, you don't have to worry about it. As long as you tell me the formulas of these two poisons, I can help you hide this secret and guarantee that no one will harm you."
I ignored Huang Shi’s threat, but sneered and said, “I’ll say it one last time. What I used is completely irrelevant to what you used. If you want to continue to struggle, don’t blame me for being rude to you.”
After speaking, I slammed the yellow lion away with my shoulder and walked away.
"Tang and Song, don’t toast or eat fine wine. In addition, I want to remind you that you don’t think that you will be invincible by defeating one move. There are many geniuses in this world, but those who truly become ninth-level Taoist priests There are not many geniuses. Do you know why?"
I ignored the yellow lion and continued to move forward. After a while, the yellow lion's voice reached my ears again.
"Because many geniuses died before they really grew up. Tang and Song, I hope you can take care of your body, not a short-lived ghost."
The conversation with Qiu Chuji gave me a layer of doubt. The conversation with Huang Shi made me feel a little sick. So when I returned to my room, I simply rested for a while, then got up and went to the back mountain of Quanzhen Sect. I practiced alone in the back mountain of Quanzhen Sect for three days.
"Senior Qiu Chuji, the three masters, and the masters of the Ma Family Patriarch and Bai Yunguan will meet us in the Chongyang Palace in a while. It seems that the mystery of the chance will be revealed soon."
I just went down the mountain and saw Hou Shexue and others, Hou Shexue was the first to say.
"Look at it, our guess is absolutely inseparable. This time the shading technique distributed to us by the Three Gates can be used."
"Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha said: I will not go to hell who will go to hell, this time it seems..."
Before Fei Bo finished speaking, Hou Shexue interrupted and said, "Fatty, you can never spit out ivory in your dog's mouth."
"Honorable donor, poor monk..."
Not waiting for Fei Bo to finish speaking, Hou Shexue interrupted again and said: "Okay, it's getting late, we should go to the Chongyang Palace.
"
The Chongyang Palace is the main hall of Quanzhen Sect. This place enshrines the spiritual seat of the ancestors of Quanzhen Sect. Usually only the core disciples of Quanzhen Sect can enter the Chongyang Palace.
The Chongyang Palace is very grand and magnificent. The huge round stone pillars and vermillion gate make the Chongyang Palace look solemn and solemn.
"A few fellow daoists, please wait a while after entering the main hall, and teach them to arrive in a few minutes."
The disciple Quanzhen who was guarding the door bent over at us, stretched out his hand and pushed open the closed gate of the Chongyang Palace.
As the door of the Chongyang Palace was opened, five people waiting for one move appeared in my sight.
When we first met, Ma Ruengqing Qingshan nodded at the five of us, but the three of us, the mayfly, and the red-faced Guan Gong, raised their heads arrogantly when they saw the five of us.
"Fei Bo, pay attention, there seems to be something on the ceiling."
"What can be on the ceiling?" Fei Bo heard me and looked up for a moment.
"Tang and Song donors, what's on the ceiling? Why didn't the poor monk see it."
"I don't know this. Go and ask the three of them. The three of them kept their heads up and stared at the ceiling. I guess there must be something interesting on the ceiling."
When my voice fell, Fei Bo really came to Yizhao's side.
"Please also ask the donor to help the poor monk."
"Humph!"
Seeing a cold snort, Fei Bo turned to the mayfly and asked, "Mayfly donor, please help the poor monk."
Mayfly ignored Fei Bo, and Fei Bo smiled and said to the red-faced Guan Gong: "Red-faced Guan Gong donor, please do it..."
Before Fei Bo finished speaking, the red-faced Guan Gong looked aside directly.
"Donors of the Tang and Song Dynasties, the poor monks only want one answer. Is this difficult? The three of them ignore the poor monks, and the Donors of the Tang and Song Dynasties, do you think the three of them have ear problems? Or the three of them are not at all. People, don't understand what the poor monk is saying?"
"Look for a fight!" Fei Bo's voice fell, and the red face Guan Gong raised his brows and shouted in a low voice.
"What, want to bully people? Come on, let's fight together." Nian Youyu took a step forward. When he came to Fei Bo, he said loudly, "What genius disciple? If you three trash can touch Lao Tzu's clothes corner, Lao Tzu will kneel down and call you grandpa!"
(End of this chapter)