Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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It just so happens that you want to kill the master and uncle!

After a move of thunder god descends, there should be nothing left.

……

It took two full days for Yang Lingxiao to slowly come out of his cultivation state.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a huge dog's head and a pair of eyes that were not very wise.

“…Master, I was wrong!”

"Crack!"

The thunder from the sky, which contained a trace of the power of national destiny, knocked Fu Meng to the ground on the spot, making him sleep very peacefully.

"Why is Di Ting acting so silly?"

"Heishan, drag him out and bury him in a good feng shui location."

Buried?

Still looking for a Feng Shui treasure land?

"Master, Master, I'm alive, I'm alive again!"

Fu Meng quickly rolled over and stood up, wiping the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead with his claws.

Oh my god, I almost went to see you.

"Grandmaster, I have mastered a new technique. I will show it to you someday."

He rubbed his hands together to burn incense, and then slowly bowed to the tablets of many ancestors.

Are you the reincarnation of a god, a star sent down to earth?

Excuse me, do you have a ancestor behind you?

No, I don’t, yet you dare to be so arrogant!

As if sensing Yang Lingxiao's greeting, golden light flickered above the many divine tablets, wiping away the non-existent dust on Yang Lingxiao's Taoist robe.

This is why Shi Shaojian’s rebellious period only lasted half a day.

You can’t beat him, you can’t convince him, and you can’t get more favor than him?

How is this played?

"Fu Meng, how's the information I asked you to check?"

While asking, Yang Lingxiao took out the jade sword from his sleeve. He looked at it and found that the golden thread in the jade sword had broken through the tip of the sword at some point, leaving only an inexplicable crack.

This time, Maoshan can be said to have truly soared to the sky.

The mere act of exorcising demons and eliminating evil has brought together countless fortunes, not to mention the many ancestors serving in the underworld.

"now!"

With the word "appear", the fortune of Maoshan, which had condensed into auspicious clouds, suddenly appeared before his eyes.

When asked, Fu Meng immediately evolved into a dog beast, holding the book in his paws and began to flip through it.

"Master, according to the records in the Maoshan collection, the last time the Shangqing Pearl appeared was in the late Ming Dynasty."

"And in that fox demon's memory, the Shangqing Pearl was in the hands of a cat demon with nine tails."

"He was unlucky. He was planning to report back to the old foxes in the fox den, but he was moved by you, Master."

Fu Meng smacked his lips and kept talking.

Fox demon, oh fox demon, it’s fine if you just pretend to be cool, but you are pretending in front of my master. Aren’t you asking for trouble?

"Nine-tailed cat demon?!"

Yang Lingxiao gradually stopped what he was doing, and another scene from a movie or TV series appeared in his mind.

Disciples of the Zhang family, a branch of the Longhu Mountain branch, suppressed a cat demon for four hundred years, trying to kill the demon every forty years, but they were never able to kill it until the end.

But whether it is the nine-tailed cat demon or the nine-life cat demon, Shangqingzhu Maoshan wants it.

How can we not recover the treasure that has been lost from Maoshan?

How can something that even steals things from monks be a good thing?

"Can you find the exact location?"

"Master, you don't have to do this personally. I, Fu Meng, can kill that cat demon." Fu Meng said in a tentative tone as he put away the booklet in his hand.

No way, master, you even steal the dog’s things?

"...If all else fails, we can bring Montenegro!"

"Then let Heishan kill the cat demon. You are greedy for the Shangqing Pearl, right?"

"Black Mountain, start killing!"

"Take it outside and find a good feng shui location!"

Yang Lingxiao once again mobilized the power of Maoshan's destiny through the air.

"Yes, Master!"

Heishan acted as ordered, picked up Fu Meng and rushed outside. His master said he wanted to kill him, so he must kill him without hesitation and without mercy.

In a word, get rid of him!

As for the half of the benefits that Fu Meng had promised to him before...did it happen?

"The universe is dark and yellow, and destiny is unpredictable. With a sincere heart, I pray for the light of destiny.

The stars shine, the winds surge, and the wheel of fate is at my command."

"brush!"

He raised his hand and pointed, and the three treasures used to suppress the luck immediately turned into streams of light and flew in the air. The three treasures flipped over, causing the luck of the headquarters to riot continuously.

"Condensation!"

"Guide the gods!"

"Calm the resentment in all directions and maintain eternal peace!"

"now!!!"

"Boom!"

As Yang Lingxiao pointed his finger, the clouds of luck of Maoshan immediately condensed into mountains. Five mountains were piled together and then stood straight to the back of the main altar.

All of a sudden!

All the Maoshan disciples who still existed in this world and had received the ordination felt that they were blessed by a particularly strong aura.

With the support of the power of luck, their cultivation will be much smoother.

"Maoshan has truly soared to the sky!"

The changes in Maoshan have attracted the attention of countless people.

When he came back, all that was left was jealousy in his eyes.

Maoshan, you fucking!

We agreed that you would be in such decline that you couldn't even recruit disciples, and you were on the verge of collapse, and now you turn around and soar to the sky?

Damn you!

Those who cursed loudly were basically the Taoists, while those who cowered were those who had other thoughts.

Not hiding anything at all, right?

Today, Maoshan is just a group of bandits among bandits.

During the day, the world is under the control of living people, and at night, it is under the control of Maoshan, right?

Is there anyone else who cares?

Is there anyone who can take care of it?

Who can punish those unreasonable bastards?

"Transform into mountains and suppress the four directions!"

The seal in Yang Lingxiao's hand changed again.

The luck of Maoshan, which had finally stabilized, became turbulent again. The mountain phantoms that merged together turned into four golden light pillars that were directed in all directions.

The four pillars are inscribed with inscriptions of four divine beasts, which are lifelike and complement each other.

"Protect me from all sides, and protect my righteous path!"

"If any demon in the world knows, whoever dares to harm my Maoshan disciples, even if they ascend to the ninth heaven or the azure sky, I, Yang Lingxiao, will grind your bones to ashes and shatter your soul."

Yang Lingxiao's voice spread in all directions through the Maoshan's pillar of luck and light, and like a dull thunder, it reached the ears of all the demons and monsters in the world.

It's so arrogant!

If you don’t agree, hold it in!

The demons in the world are seething with rage and fury.

How dare a junior like you speak so arrogantly?

What, your name is Yang Lingxiao, the Yang Lingxiao who, the moment he set out on his mission, led his four fellow apprentices to flatten the thirteen branches of the White Lotus Sect and killed the ten contemporary elders of the Mahayana Sect?

I can’t afford to offend you. I really can’t afford to offend you.

Why didn’t you tell us earlier? If you had told us earlier, we would have been nothing!

As for the Maoshan disciples who were still in this world, young and old, they all showed kind smiles.

Big Brother is awesome!

Maoshan is mighty!

The rest of the Taoists were filled with envy.

They also want to have a senior brother who is so protective of his children!

You understand what we mean, big brother!

The senior brothers of all the sects: "..."

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