Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Wu Laodao's master passed away and left him a suicide note.

The general meaning is that Penglai Temple has occupied Penglai Mountain for thousands of years, and no one has been able to ascend to the immortal position.

Perhaps it was right for Wu Laodao to enter the world. Taking a different path might lead to different results.

At this moment, Taoist Wu looked like a Daluo Golden Immortal, with golden light radiating from his whole body, which made him look a bit like an immortal.

Wu Laodao's state didn't last long. The golden light dissipated and he returned to his pot-bellied appearance.

"Haha, after so many years of leech coolness, it's finally broken."

"Fuck~, my poem made this guy break through? Give me money."

"Master Wu, my poem gave you a breakthrough. Give me money."

Wu Laodao patted his stomach and said, "I just glimpsed something, it's still a long way from a breakthrough.

But I still want to thank you, little baby."

"You're just pretending. You were about to ascend to heaven in broad daylight, and you only glimpsed a little bit. You are so shameless just to avoid paying.

"It's no use just saying thank you, let's do something practical.

Do you have any pretty female apprentices? Please introduce them to me."

Taoist Wu glanced at Ma Zhongtong and said, "You still say this is not your son. He is just like you were back then."

Ma Zhongtong was also helpless. Why did this kid look so much like him?

"Hu Zi, stop messing around. And Taoist Wu, please give this young man some respect. Consider your Bagua plate as a thank you gift."

When Ma Zhongtong said this, Wu Laodao was like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Ma Lao Er, you want to kill me.

The Bagua Plate is an ancient divine weapon, a treasure passed down from generation to generation by my Penglai Temple, a divine artifact. You...

Ma Zhongtong waved his hand and interrupted Wu Laodao.

"If you can't bear to let go, then don't. What's the point of saying so much?

Just teach us ten advanced martial arts techniques, and we won’t think you’re stingy.”

"Ma Lao Er, how many high-level martial arts are there in the entire Penglai Temple? Where can I go to steal ten for you?

I'll use Changchun Gong as a thank you gift, is that okay?"

Taoist Wu knew that he was being ripped off, but who could blame this little kid for helping him so much?

"Eternal Spring Kung Fu? That name doesn't sound very serious."

When he heard the name, Ma Zhan always felt that it was something that could replenish yin and yang.

When Wu Laodao heard Ma Zhan's question, his eyes almost popped out.

In order to prevent Ma Zhan from getting beaten, Ma Zhongtong spoke first.

"The Changchun Kungfu is not some unorthodox martial art. It is a secret manual passed down from the Penglai Temple and is much better than the Emei Chixia Qi.

Huzi, why don't you thank Taoist Wu?"

"It's even better than Chixia Qi. Is it that Changchun Gong is too powerful, or is Chixia Qi too ordinary?"

"Thank you, Taoist Wu."

Taoist Wu raised his finger in annoyance and pointed at Ma Zhan's eyebrows. Ma Zhan felt a cool sensation, and words kept appearing in his mind.

Afterwards, Ma Zhan felt a surge of vitality, like weeds breaking through the ground in spring.

About half an hour later, Ma Zhan felt that his body was full of vitality.

Countless small green dots are attached to various parts of the body, nourishing the meridians, bones, and muscles.

The Chixia Qi in the Dantian became stronger and stronger. Unexpectedly, the Chixia Qi did not conflict with the Changchun Gong at all.

Changchun Gong actually solves the problem that the Chixia Qi is not long-lasting and can only burst out briefly.

Wu Laodao looked at Ma Zhan in surprise, thinking that this little kid's meridians were so broad and strong.

"The Twelve Mountains of Changchun, each step a new level of heaven. When the dead trees come back to life in spring, I will ascend to heaven."

After reciting two sentences, Taoist Wu turned back and entered the Taoist temple. After giving a few words to the little Taoist boy, he went to Sanqingtang to practice.

Ma Zhan curled his lips and said, "You always like to fool people with things that others can't understand."

I have seen the abilities of the ancient mighty ones, so you'd better stop showing off in front of me.'

The little Taoist boy has red lips and white teeth, and is very handsome. He is much more attractive than the old Taoist Wu.

Led by the little Taoist boy, Ma Zhongtong and his party entered the Penglai Temple.

Ma Zhan walked on the bluestone path, admiring this thousand-year-old Taoist temple.

The overall style of the Taoist temple is very simple and rough, and the main building materials are rocks from Penglai Mountain.

The vegetation in the temple also grows naturally, but thanks to the care of the Taoists, Penglai Temple is very tidy.

Ma Zhongtong and his group stayed in a guest room. Although it was simple, it was the highest standard room in Penglai Temple.

Mengyao and Guoshanfeng were cleaning the room. Ma Zhongtong called Ma Zhan to the courtyard and asked.

"Tell me what you think of Yun Zhaiyue."

Ma Zhongtong knew that Ma Zhan was no ordinary boy and had learned a lot of skills from Yuehua.

Sometimes, her style of doing things is even more ruthless than Sister Yuehua's.

Ma Zhan was mentally prepared and answered.

"I feel like Yue Zhaiyue doesn't look like a good person this time."

"Oh? Tell me."

"For a prostitute to earn the title of a great Yun family is already extremely difficult.

The number of people from aristocratic families, nobles, officials, and hundreds of families in Yanzhaojun's harem is no less than that of Weiweijun.

With Yun Zhaiyue's beauty and talent, if she didn't have a good background, she would have been taken into someone else's house and treated as a forbidden delicacy long ago.

Guo Shanfeng had inquired and found out that their Yun family was once a big family in Southern Tang, and Yun Zhaiyue also came to Yan Zhaojun a year ago.

I don't believe that a woman could achieve such a status just by playing a zither."

As Ma Zhongtong expected, this kid Ma Zhan has some brains.

Ma Zhongtong didn't think of this at the first time, mainly because he had enough strength and didn't need such inference.

Ma Zhongtong nodded and said.

“His music is laced with a kind of seductive power that even a first-class master cannot detect.

But Wu Laodao and I have seen this kind of charm before, so we can naturally tell the difference.

The reason you're not affected by it is probably because of your left eye."

"This left eye is so amazing, it can even resist charm." Ma Zhan pointed to his left eye.

Ma Zhongtong thought for a moment and said, "Yun Zhaiyue is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his skills are still shallow.

Your left eye can only clear your mind and eyes.

If you encounter an expert, your left eye will be useless."

'No wonder Yun Zhaiyue looked a little strange, it seems that this charm skill is similar to Su Meier's.'

"Could she also be a member of the Moon Worship Cult?"

"No~."

Ma Zhongtong's answer was decisive, "To practice this kind of charm, one must rely on the power of elements, and they must be extremely rare light or sound elements.

Her master should be the owner of Donghai Tower in Nan Tang, Yun Lihua."

"That sounds like a woman's name, Master. Is his master having an affair with you?"

Ma Zhan's gossip-loving heart was aroused. A sea king like Ma Zhongtong was far superior to Duan Zhengchun in rank.

No woman can escape his clutches.

"What are you talking about? We are just brothers in the underworld."

"Have you slept with him?"

"Children of Jianghu are not particular about trivial matters..."

"Then she slept with him. Could Yun Zhaiyue be your daughter?"

"No."

Ma Zhan looked at Ma Zhongtong in surprise.

"How can you be so sure? Could it be that you can't..."

Ma Zhongtong waved his finger, and a phantom of a long spear hit Ma Zhan's butt.

"Come, try your Changchun Kung..."

"Help... Murder..."