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

7

[Ding, I've noticed a purple-gold entry called "The Underworld" dropped from my family. By collecting this talent, you will receive the blessing of the 360-powerful True God of the Underworld. Call upon the gods to listen, and invite the gods to come. Do you want to collect it?]

Pure Yang's true body?

It is not just talk that can kill all the evil ghosts in the sky with a breath of pure Yang Qi.

Pure Yang means no leakage!

As for the purple-gold entry at the back, the purple-gold color is absolutely noble, and he definitely did not include it because he thinks the entire underworld is his backer.

"Collect, collect all!"

Yang Lingxiao responded in his heart without hesitation.

After all, who would complain about not having enough backing?

【The entry has been included! 】

Looking at the system panel again, there are two more entries, one is Pure Yang Energy, and the other is The Underworld is My Home.

"My dear nephew, have you made another breakthrough?"

Looking at Yang Lingxiao with a gleam in his eyes, Taoist Simu asked in a somewhat mischievous tone.

It is outrageous that one can make up for lack of strength with talent.

Once you've seen it, you'll realize that this is simply outrageous. Even if you have good talents, this is not the way to use them, okay?

Master, are you still going to care about this? Are you still going to care about this?

"It's an illusion. It must be your illusion, Uncle Simu!"

Yang Lingxiao answered without blushing or beating his heart.

Being taken seriously by the enemy because you are too strong is not in line with Maoshan’s way of doing things!

Don’t ask, if you ask, the answer is that he just graduated and is afraid of violence in the underworld.

The corners of Taoist Simu's mouth twitched. "How did you become like your Second Uncle?"

You are a good kid, rubbing thunder with one hand and calling the heavenly generals with your voice. Why are you so steady?

Where is the drive of young people? !

"Master Qianhe, we will escort the prince to the capital. This is your reward for your trouble!"

Looking at the prince who had turned to ashes, Minister Wu had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward with a plate of gold ingots.

The look on his face was almost like he was telling Yang Lingxiao, you have killed the prince, but you can't kill me.

This Taoist is so fierce!

Maoshan is not a Taoist mountain at all, it is clearly a den of bandits.

He is loyal but not stupid. Once Taoist Qianhe is held accountable by the emperor, the smiling young man will never let them go.

"In that case, please take care on your journey, Minister Wu!"

Taoist Qianhe only took two gold ingots and pushed the rest back.

The customers have all turned to ashes, you can't just rub them and make a clay figure out of them, right?

At the same time, he also understood Minister Wu's fear and dread.

After all, which Taoist priest would ask the Yellow Turban warriors to roll someone into a ball just because of a disagreement?

"Master, please stay, please stay!"

"Quick, take the prince and the little prince on the road!"

Seeing that he had received the approval of Taoist Qianhe, Minister Wu no longer wanted the handkerchief, picked up a bag of ashes and rushed out.

It was as if he was afraid that if he was a step slower, he would be spotted by Yang Lingxiao.

It can be said that you drop equipment as you run.

"You're leaving now, and you don't even want a coffin?"

Taoist Simu lifted up his Taoist robe, squatted on the ground, wiped the stains on the coffin lid and exclaimed in amazement.

These bastards are so rich!

"Uncle Master, this is clearly the reward we received from that prince for converting him. Brothers from the four directions, take this golden coffin back with you, melt it, and send it to the main altar!"

Yang Lingxiao was not polite either. It was extremely difficult to maintain the operation of a large sect, especially to train some disciples who had been admitted to the sect since childhood. The cost was huge.

"Yes, senior brother!"

The four people from the east, south, west and north responded without hesitation.

Maoshan, so bitter!

Don’t you see that Shi Shaojian is almost pawning his own belt?

At the same time, somewhere in the underworld.

"Peng!"

"Maoshan disciples, you are such a Maoshan disciple! How dare you humiliate my disciples like this? I will never appease the wrath in my heart unless I destroy your minds!"

An ugly middle-aged man with disheveled hair and wearing a cassock slammed his eyes wide open and slapped the dark wooden table in front of him heavily.

How could I, the great Dharma King of Mount Futu, be humiliated like this?

Is that the one who hits the believer's face? That is the one who slaps his own face.

But before he could finish his words, the wooden door not far away was suddenly cut in half by a strong wind. Dozens of ghost soldiers quickly jumped out, wielding their long spears, and lifted the Dharma King into the air.

"Humph!"

"Buddha, your incident has been exposed!"

At the rear of the ghost soldiers, several figures in green official uniforms slowly emerged.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, he stared at the Buddha Dharma King in a mocking manner.

This is the thing. Do you want to touch their Maoshan disciples?

If you still want to hurt Ling Xiao's mind, don't blame them for looking up the accounts.

"take away!"

The leading figure ordered.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

All the ghost soldiers said in unison.

"Confused, calling someone by their job title when they're working!"

“…It’s you. I don’t accept it, I don’t accept it…” Seeing these bastards singing the same tune, the Buddha Dharma King was almost so angry that he died on the spot. The key point was that he couldn’t even struggle!

I was so angry that I almost forgot how much these stinky old ghosts from Maoshan were valued by the people below.

The key is that these bastards never overstep the boundaries, so even if others are jealous, there's nothing they can do.

I hate it, Lord Yama is so unfair, Lord Yama is so unfair!

"If you don't accept it, you will accept it after you go to the eighteen levels of hell!"

After watching the Buddha Dharma King being taken away, the official uniforms of several people were quickly changed into Taoist robes. They had indifferent expressions and kind smiles, which had a hint of Maoshan flavor.

When you touch the children of Maoshan, are you touching your sweetheart?

Why? They just came here to take up a position, they are not dead.

If they don't follow the moral code of martial arts, then don't blame them for forcing themselves to be magnanimous.

By then, you'd better pray that there is a Maoshan behind you.

Maoshan lacks everything except people!

"Brother, Ling Xiao is still too low-key. He only sent us a message after everything was handled. He must be worried that we old bones would be exhausted!"

A Taoist stroked his beard lightly, his deep and bright eyes full of satisfaction.

Yang Lingxiao is not only the treasure of those above him, but also the treasure of those below him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have three supreme elders protecting him all the time.

"Lingxiao child, you are the future of Maoshan!"

"Junior brother, I remember that Master still has a piece of star essence in his hand?"

The leading Taoist said thoughtfully.

"Not only that, Master Uncle also has a Qilin horn that was cultivated later in life!"

"Second Uncle still has a piece of Yellow Spring Essence!"

"..."

"..."

"If I put these things together, I can probably make a magical weapon that's suitable for Ling Xiao!"

"The most important thing is that Master and the others went up there recently... hehehe!"

Several Taoists chuckled and then uttered two words in unison.

"Great!"

……

"Yang Lingxiao...surname Yang...name Lingxiao!"

"It turns out it's him!"

"You are a bunch of stinky loaches. You will suffer in the future!"

In a mysterious palace somewhere, a figure in white lying on a green jade platform slowly opened his eyes, releasing colorful glazed light.

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