I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 87 There is no Taoist priest from Quanzhen Sect who doesn’t eat vegetarian food!

"Master Dao, and all the younger masters Dao, my master has prepared a banquet and is waiting for you. Let's set off now!"

Flat-headed and Drum-headed went back last night to report the news. Their leader, Jia Wan, the only one among them who had practiced martial arts, looked around with a ferocious look in his eyes.

No wine, no meat, no women, what the hell is this life?
If you tell others about this, won’t your fellow outlaws laugh their heads off?

It's a pity that I can't beat those three gangs. If I want them to decide the winner, I can take the initiative to go and ask for help. None of them can do anything to anyone else.

I have to endure this dilemma, it's so damn unlucky!
"Did that stinky bastard really say that?"

Although Jia Wan was angry, he had not lost his mind. He knew that Quanzhen Sect was the top sect in the entire martial arts world and he could not afford to provoke them no matter what.

"Yes, Boss, that bastard did say he was a Taoist priest only after I told him that there was an advantage to be had!"

"He also specifically asked us to prepare more wine and meat. He is not a vegetarian!"

When Jia Wan heard the words "wine and meat", he couldn't help but get angry and cursed, "Bullshit! This birdman had a good plan, but he still exposed his true colors, didn't he?"

"How can a Quanzhen Taoist not be a vegetarian?"

"Tomorrow morning, you two should go and trick them all into a deserted place outside the town."

"The other brothers should come and prepare with me in advance. If they cooperate with me, that's fine. Otherwise, we will steal things, kill the adults, and sell the children!"

"Yes!"

The two men received Jia Wan's order and came to the inn early in the morning to invite people.

Seeing that the two men had really come to his door, Zhao Zhijing waved to his disciples, and the disciple who could drive got on the carriage, while the others pretended they knew nothing and followed the two men's instructions to walk out of the town.

"Is your master's house still outside the town?"

"You may not know, but my master has houses both inside and outside the town. It's just that this house outside the town is more spacious. Whenever there are distinguished guests, they are received there."

Zhao Zhijing deliberately interrupted him, "I said yesterday that we should prepare more wine and meat for the banquet. Have you told your master about this?"

The flat-headed man flattered her: "I said, big fish and meat, good wine and good food."

He was halfway through his words, and first he made himself hungry, so he swallowed his saliva before continuing: "Big fish and meat, good wine and good food, just waiting for you, Master!"

Zhao Zhijing felt amused. These people were so unprofessional. They just kept repeating the same two words over and over again and couldn't even name the dish in detail.

Seeing that they were leaving the town and walking further and further away, Zhao Zhijing tried to smooth things over for them, saying, "Last night, I heard that your master was devoted to Taoism, so I agreed to come here."

"How come we've come so far and there's not even a welcoming party with drums and gongs or firecrackers?"

"This desire to seek the truth is not sincere."

"Master, please forgive me. I will arrange it for you as soon as we get there!"

The flat-headed guy cursed inwardly, thinking that you are a stinky bastard who has caused so much trouble. He will definitely knock out two of your front teeth to vent his anger.

Yang Guo had seen this kind of thing before when he was stranded in Jiaxing. What his master said was interesting and he wanted to laugh but couldn't, so he turned his face away and pretended to enjoy the scenery.

The other disciples were thinking about what they were going to do soon and did not react. Only Xu Qinghao had a gloomy face and clenched his fists secretly.

When they finally arrived at a forest, the two flat-headed men exchanged glances, then suddenly ran a few steps forward, whistling.

A dozen people suddenly emerged from the woods, each holding a stick or weapon. The first one held a broadsword and fiercely swept his eyes over the faces of Zhao Zhijing and others. "Those of you who know the reputation of my Sun and Moon Broadsword Jia Wan, quickly leave behind the valuables on your body and I will spare your lives!"

"Otherwise I"

Zhao Zhijing looked at this group of people. Except for the one named Jia Wan who had a big sword for show, the rest were mostly sticks. There were only two or three that could be called weapons.

"Qingxing, Qingzhi, Guoer, the three of you go deal with those with weapons."

"Others, remember what the master said and find your own opponents."

Zhao Zhijing gave an order and pulled Guan Man'er to guard the carriage, holding the stones prepared in advance in his hands, so that he could provide timely assistance in case of any accident.

When Liu Qingxing saw his master giving the order, he went forward first, followed closely by Zhang Qingzhi and Yang Guo. The other disciples found their targets and immediately took action.

Zhao Zhijing's face was calm, but his eyes were fixed on the fight between the two sides. Although this method could not guarantee foolproofness, his disciples had to take this step.

Fortunately, everything was as expected. Yang Guo ended the fight the fastest. He used his bare-handed kung fu to snatch the opponent's sword in just three or two moves. Then he put the blade on the opponent's neck and made the man kneel down and beg for mercy.

Zhang Qingzhi followed closely behind, knocking his opponent's weapon away and knocking him to the ground with a palm strike on the chest. The force was so strong that the man covered his chest and was unable to get up for a while.

In comparison, Jia Wan, who Liu Qingxing faced, was a little tricky to deal with because he was using a long weapon and it seemed that he had learned kung fu. He wielded his sword with great force and it was not easy to get close to him.

Liu Qingxing is smart and the oldest among his fellow disciples. Seeing that he cannot defeat the enemy with one blow, he is not in a hurry to win and just uses his body skills to consume his opponent's strength.

When Jia Wan's strength declined and he saw his men all knocked down, their movements slowed down and his mind was distracted, Liu Qingxing used a move called "wind sweeping fallen leaves" and kicked Jia Wan on the leg, subduing him directly.

"Not bad, better than I expected."

Zhao Zhijing was very satisfied with the result. It was natural for the Quanzhen Sect disciples to win against these ruffians and wild people.

Fortunately, the disciples were not timid in their first actual combat, they dared to take action, and they were able to adapt to changes. This is the key to their continued growth in the future.

"Boom! Boom!"

The situation on the field was already one-sided. Most of the disciples stopped after subduing their opponents and did not use more force.

Only Xu Qinghao grabbed the flat-headed man by the collar and punched him hard in the face twice, knocking him unconscious.

After that, he still felt it was not enough, so he turned around and went to find Gubooke who was kneeling on the ground next to him, and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying.

When he was about to look for the next person, Cao Qinghua stopped him and said, "Junior Brother Xu, that's enough!"

When Zhao Zhijing saw this unexpected scene, he remembered that Xu Qinghao had always been taciturn and seldom spoke, and he probably had some problem in his mind.

"Qinghua, don't stop him."

"Master just said that this is a matter for each of you to choose."

Cao Qinghua first looked at his master, then at his junior fellow apprentice Xu Qinghao, and stopped trying to stop him, silently pushing him aside.

Xu Qinghao did not move any more, two lines of tears slowly flowed down his face. He had already wanted to kill, but in the end he felt that it was not right to do so.

"Master, fellow disciples."

"My father was forced to death by this kind of people."

(End of this chapter)