Opening an office in Taila

Old Heavenly Master?

Song Yufeng looked at the little girl who was walking towards him. Although this girl looked like a child on the outside, Song Yufeng knew that this person should be one of the most powerful among the Heavenly Masters.

It is said that the old Taoist priest has been stationed at the border for hundreds of years, and his combat effectiveness can be regarded as the strongest in the entire Yan Kingdom.

And it seems that there is more than one old Heavenly Master?

Anyway, this person is none other than the old Taoist priest who played with fire in Huai Shuli.

Is my case so serious?

"Mr. Song, you don't seem surprised by my appearance?"

"No, I'm actually quite surprised." Song Yufeng sheathed the knife, and the scorching heat and high temperature dissipated. "It's just that I don't show it on my face. Old Master, is my case so serious that it even alarmed a veteran like you?"

"It's been a long time since a member of the Imperial Guards died in Great Yan. Even though the enemy was just a young man who had just joined the Imperial Guards, it was enough to shock the government and the people." The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Actually, I'm also curious about what this guy looks like who can use lightning and a spear to kill an Imperial Guard without taking any harm."

"Are you disappointed?"

"A little bit, not quite what I expected."

"What did you expect it to be like?"

"Killing people without mercy and cold-blooded."

"Well, I feel pretty much the same."

"A truly cold-blooded person wouldn't insist on attending the funeral of one of his subordinates."

"It's a relative."

"Well, dear, anyway, although you've disappointed me a little, I'm also a little excited. Your fire technique is quite good. Who did you learn it from?"

“No teacher, no school.”

"Self-taught? Or a hidden sect?"

"neither."

“Neither?”

“It’s innate.”

"Oh, talent?"

"It is."

"The answers you gave were all ambiguous."

"Isn't your identity also ambiguous? Everyone knows that Yan Country has an old Taoist priest guarding the border, but how many old Taoist priests are there? I don't even know their names. I don't even know if you are a projection of an old Taoist priest. Everyone has something ambiguous, don't they?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and nodded, saying, "You are quite right."

"So what? Should we continue fighting, or should we let me finish the funeral first?"

The old Taoist priest said, "To be honest, you have no choice. The power of choice now lies with me."

"Old Taoist priest, don't you know that you can't use magic here?" However, just as Song Yufeng finished speaking, a ball of flame appeared in the old Taoist priest's hand.

Song Yufeng froze. He understood why Haimao said that this talisman could only destroy most spells, because there was a small number of spells that he really couldn't destroy.

"Others might think this is your Originium skill, but in fact, in my eyes, your move is very childish. It's just a talisman." The old Taoist flicked the flame in his hand and muttered: "Break!"

Afterwards, Song Yufeng felt that the talisman in his domain had disappeared without a trace.

However, the old Taoist priest didn't seem to sense his own domain. That was fine. Song Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, why is there something else?" The old Taoist suddenly frowned.

Song Yufeng was shocked and quickly took back his domain. Only then did the old Taoist priest relax his brows.

It was a close call! We were almost discovered!

"Oh, Master Zhong, this really looks like his handwriting."

"How did you..."

"I can see clearly what Master Zhong is doing. This talisman is obviously from his hand. The relationship between you two is not simple. That's not surprising. Anyone who has anything to do with that kid named Zhong is not normal." The old master said with a smile.

Song Yufeng now understood that in the end, he would most likely have to fight again. Moreover, without the talisman, he would probably have to face the combined forces of the Imperial Guards and the Heavenly Masters. The pressure would increase exponentially. Moreover, what if the coffin was damaged during the fight?

Just as Song Yufeng was thinking, the old Taoist priest said, "But it doesn't matter. I'm not that rigid. You can finish the funeral and then leave with us, or you can fight if you want to."

"Really? Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"

"I have the confidence, kid. Whether you want to escape or fight with me, your final outcome will be only one. That is, I will imprison you in the capital's prison." The old Taoist priest said, closing his eyes.

Song Yufeng stopped talking and continued to walk forward and preside over the funeral.

After Song Yufeng saw the coffin being buried with his own eyes, the old Taoist priest came behind him.

"what are you thinking?"

"Has Wei Yanwu arrived?" Song Yufeng asked this question first.

"No, he's busy."

"Old Heavenly Master, I want to ask you, if I go with you, can you guarantee that my relatives in the office will not be harmed?"

"Six Imperial Guards, two Heavenly Masters, and I'll talk to Heavenly Master Zhong about it and ask him to help with the protection. Do you think this will work?"

"Okay, what about my ending?"

"Who knows? You may be killed, but in my opinion, His Majesty will not let you die." The old Taoist priest said mysteriously.

"It won't kill him, but it could be life-long."

"It's also possible that you will be recruited, but that depends on your performance."

Song Yufeng immediately understood and asked, "How to show it?"

"It's simple. Let His Majesty see your value."