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

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Once the murderous nature in his bones erupts completely, it will be enough to knock the immortals and gods down from the clouds.

The killing intent sent down from heaven has lasted for more than half a year, and the Tao has suppressed the killing intent for sixteen feet.

There was still half a foot left, but it was hidden in his bones.

His murderous nature, murderous intention, and murderous intent are comparable to those of the legendary God Haihui.

How dare you believe a person like this who dares to reveal his real name?

Isn't this clearly seeking death?

In a word!

Yang Lingxiao is more ruthless and murderous than his master.

At the same time, in the dark palace.

"Yang Lingxiao, Yang Lingxiao, I want you to die, I want you to die!" There was a riot inside the skeleton lotus platform, and the screaming sounds spread through the lotus platform to all directions.

The next moment, blood-red light illuminated the surrounding lotus platforms of flesh and blood, as well as the figures dressed in monk robes, but covered in blood.

"Little Lord!!"

Many figures knelt in the center of the lotus platform with anxious faces, and raised their hands to send blood light into it. With the blessing of the blood light, although the shaking of the lotus platform was weakened, the hissing sound inside became more and more sharp.

"My three souls, my three souls have been shattered!"

"Go, go find the man named Yang Lingxiao for me. Find him and kill all ten of his clansmen."

The figure in the lotus was almost driven crazy. He wanted to shatter the soul that was spying on his consciousness, but who knew that his three souls were shattered alive.

Yang Lingxiao, who is Yang Lingxiao?

He possesses merits, national destiny, and even the aura of an emperor. If I take them all away, even if my old Deng crawls out from underneath, I can easily send him back.

Yang Lingxiao?

This name made the expressions of the people around him become embarrassed.

Damn you!

Maoshan, it’s you dirty guys again.

Not only did they kill thirteen of our elders, they even came to our door again.

Can Maoshan bully people like this? They bully people by blocking the door, right?

If they mess with us, Maoshan will really be stepping on cotton.

"Young Master, Yang Lingxiao is the eldest senior brother of the younger generation of Maoshan!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the incessant shouting in the lotus suddenly stopped.

Don't get me wrong, they are really afraid of Maoshan!

From the moment they founded their religion, the old men in Maoshan who were nearing the end of their lives would come to them with iron swords to reason with them. Every time they reasoned with them, they would be reborn a level higher in life or death.

And this "tradition" has been passed down by them.

The lifelong enemy of Mahayana Buddhism is Maoshan!

"Since this is Maoshan, let's be safe for now!"

"Old Heavenly Master of Maoshan... I am not yet strong enough, but when I am strong enough I will destroy your Taoist lineage!"

……

At dusk, on the edge of a town.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what are you following me for?"

Yang Lingxiao gently rubbed the paper figure in his palm with his fingers, then turned his head to look at Zhang Xuanyu with a faint gaze.

The people of Longhu Mountain are very good at putting on sacks.

I can't let this bastard follow me, I have to protect him in front of me.

"Brother, I'm getting enlightenment!"

"Brothers, have you realized the truth?"

All Taoists in the world are one family. When there is nothing wrong, people will beat each other to pieces. But when there is trouble, fellow Taoists, please save me.

Becoming an immortal is not shameful.

"I understand. I beg Brother Yang for guidance!"

Yang Lingxiao: “…”

As expected of him being the leader, his skin is much thicker than mine!

Still young, still too young.

Got to learn!

"Master, there's something!"

Fu Meng seemed to have noticed something and looked into the distance and said.

Why is this Hallelujah exactly the same as what the paper figurine in the owner’s hand is chanting?

Yang Lingxiao's eyes were filled with golden light, and he activated his clairvoyance to scan the distance. At a glance, he saw a group of Nestorian Christians chanting Hallelujah while dragging two coffin-like objects towards the direction where they were.

The one leading the group was none other than Yan Chixia Fenxia, ​​who had a bald head and was holding a cross.

This is nothing. Through his magical powers, Yang Lingxiao saw some other things.

In a cave, a group of people dressed in zombie costumes were wrapping themselves with pieces of dark and unknown objects.

In addition, he also saw three familiar people.

To be precise, there are two people and a female ghost.

Qiu Shengwencai, plus a female ghost Dong Xiaoyu.

There is also another person, the so-called Taoist priest Tulong.

really.

The only person next to a plague god is another plague god.

"Fu Meng, what is this place?!"

A hint of sharpness flashed across Yang Lingxiao's brows again.

"Jiuquan Town!"

If he remembered correctly, his second uncle, Taoist Lin Jiu, also had a Taoist temple in Jiuquan Town and had two disciples, one of whom was "Chang Wei" who was born with supernatural powers.

"Go in and take a look!"

"Here is my Maoshan Dojo!"

Everyone quickly walked towards the town. Shortly after they left, the group of Nestorian Christians also came over, panting.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the stone tablet of Jiuquan Town not far away.

"Father, we're finally there!"

A young church member spoke with relief.

It took them a year to get from the holy land to such a foolish place.

This place is full of ignorance and superstition, backwardness and feudalism.

"Child, God loves the world!"

"It won't change the coming of God's grace just because of their origins."

"Besides rebuilding the church, our most important task is to bring these two damned heretics back to the East for trial."

"These two heretics dared to deceive God's believers and friends. They must be executed in the East."

The elderly priest in the lead spoke as he looked towards the two coffins in the distance.

The team started again, but with fewer chattering voices.

In a dojo in the town.

The Taoist temple is quiet and peaceful, and its location is particularly exquisite. Dharma flags are hung around it, with the unique arrangement of Maoshan on them.

This is a way to express one's identity to the outside world.

In a word!

If you are from Maoshan, come and argue with us if you are not convinced. If you are from Longhushan, please do not disturb us and we will not receive you!

"Goudan, Goudan!"

"God damn!"

"Where's Goudan? Didn't he know my uncle was coming? Why didn't he come to greet him?"

Suddenly, the door of the dojo was kicked open, and then a middle-aged man with gold teeth and wearing an apricot-yellow jacket walked in from outside, spitting in the dojo as he walked.

"Goudan, if you don't come out now, do you believe your uncle will tear down your broken Taoist temple?"

"Stop yelling, stop yelling, my master has gone to Renjia Town!"

A man who was obviously born with supernatural powers pushed open the door and walked out, then said to the visitor.

Going to Renjia Town is not an option.

Now that he has gone to Renjia Town, who will help me catch ghosts?

The middle-aged man immediately revealed a look of dissatisfaction when he heard this. "Do you two know who I am? When I'm happy, I call him Uncle Lin Jiujiu. When I'm unhappy, I just call him Goudan."

"Go, go, tell him that there's a ghost in his uncle's place!"

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