Wu Xiaocong said this very generously, and it sounded like a master.

But Yan Shaokui didn't buy it at all, and said with a smile: "Who is pretending to be a disciple of Maoshan Mountain, maybe it's not true!" You don't want to worry about me, but I want to get to the bottom and get to the bottom of it. ”

You say you don't care, you don't care?

How can there be such a great good thing!

Wu Xiaocong sank his face and said, "How do you speak?" Still suspicious of my identity? I have the disciple certificate of the Maoshan Sect, do you want me to take it for you to see? I'm out of Maoshan Mountain, do you want to inquire? ”

Yan Shaokui sneered and said, "As far as I know, there are many Taoist priests of the Maoshan Sect, but only the disciples of the Maoshan Sect can do magic. Dare to ask this Chongxiao Daoist, is it from the Maoshan Sect or the Shushu Sect? ”

Wu Xiaocong changed color slightly, nodded and said, "It seems that you know something about my Maoshan faction." Yes, I am a disciple of the Maoshan School of Art, and I am a teacher of Maoshan Baiyun Temple! ”

"It turns out that you are a disciple of Baiyun Temple, very good, very good."

Yan Shaokui nodded, and asked again: "Excuse me, who presided over the Baiyun Temple fifty years ago?" ”

Wu Xiaocong snorted, raised his hand to the sky, and said, "Fifty years ago, it was my Taishi Ancestor Yihe Dao Leader Ji Hexian, who presided over the Baiyun Temple!" ”

Yan Shaokui smiled, nodded and said, "It turns out that Ji Hexian, the head of the First Crane Dao, is your Grand Master!" Then let me ask you, what is the name of the disciple of the Crane Daoist? ”

Wu Xiaocong frowned and said, "The disciple of the First Crane Dao Leader is my master, and if you say it, it will scare you to death, it is Zhuge Lei, the Wild Crane Dao Master of the Yin and Yang Realms decades ago!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Shaokui and Xiao Nan both snickered in their hearts!

I didn't expect that the angry Chongxiao Daoist in front of him was still his nephew?

Yan Shaokui smiled and continued to ask: "May I ask Daoist Chongxiao, who is your master's apprentice?" ”

"That's my master Xuan Lingzi!" Wu Xiaocong snorted and said:

"My master took my master for three years, and then he got the way and left, leaving Baiyunguan to my master. My master, I have taken in a few of our senior brothers, and I am the senior brother. Now, the lineage of the Baiyun Temple of my Maoshan School of Art has been fully explained.

Little brother, you said that you are also a disciple of Maoshan, I want to ask your teacher now! Who is your master, who is your master, that Taoist temple? ”

All the people looked at Yan Shaokui and Xu Xiaonan.

Yan Shaokui smiled and said loudly:

"I'm really sorry, the first crane Dao Leader Ji Hexian mentioned by the Daoist Commander Chongxiao just now is my master; Zhuge Lei, the leader of the Wild Crane Dao, is my master. If you extrapolate, this Chongxiao Daoist Wu Xiaocong should be regarded as my nephew! ”

There was an uproar in the audience.

Almost no one believed Yan Shaokui's words.

Wu Xiaocong blushed even more and shouted:

"Boy, you need to be honest! My master, Zhuge Lei, has been enlightened for decades, how old are you, how can my master take you as an apprentice? Let me tell you, when my master ascended, you weren't even a tadpole! ”

Originally, this Chongxiao Daoist was still pretending to be a master, but now he was terrified when he heard it, and when he knew Yan Shaokui's threat to himself, he panicked, and the little tadpole also said it, where is there still a little bit of the demeanor of a Taoist master?

"Who are the tadpoles? Your whole family is tadpoles! ”

Yan Shaokui glared at Daoist Chong Xiao and said:

"I also tell you, my master Zhuge Lei has been living in seclusion, as well as my master Boling Shuihan and junior uncle Zhuang Xintong, they have never soared! My master told me that before the feathering of the master, Ji Hexian, the head of the Crane Dao, had handed over the Maoshan Baiyun Temple to the temporary custody of Xuan Lingzi, who was the Deyou Guan of the Maoshan Sect, and agreed that the disciples of my Shushu Sect could come back at any time. Your master should know about this, right? ”

Daoist Chong Xiao was shocked when he heard this, and said strongly: "You kid is talking nonsense, you said that Zhuge Lei is your master, unless you call your master out, I will not believe you!" ”

"Believe it or not, it's very simple, just try it and you'll know!" Yan Shaokui said coldly.

The audience also cheered and shouted: "Yes, try it to know the truth and fake!" ”

There are even people who stand on the side of the Chongxiao Daoist and shout loudly: "Chongxiao Daoist doesn't have to be polite, you should teach this little god stick who pretends to be a disciple of Maoshan a hard lesson!" ”

The people who ate melons were even more energetic and shouted: "That's it, let's take the opportunity to see the Maoshan magic technique of the head of the night road!" ”

Yan Shaokui sneered and said nothing, staring at Wu Xiaocong with a provocation in his eyes.

Wu Xiaocong had no choice but to grit his teeth, clasp his fists at everyone, and said loudly:

"I'm a Maoshan faction...... He has always been compassionate and does not like to be in the limelight. But this little god deceives people too much, pretending to be my Maoshan disciple, and pretending to be my uncle. Is it tolerable or intolerable? Therefore, please be a witness, I want to punish this little god stick a little, and let him know the methods of my Maoshan faction! ”

"Well, everyone is a witness!" The crowd was overjoyed and chanted together.

There is excitement to see, there are melons to eat, of course, it is impossible to ask for it.

Meng Qingbo waved his hand to everyone and said, "The two masters of the Maoshan faction will fight each other, and the truth will soon be known. Everyone, back down and give way to the middle place! ”

The crowd stepped back, leaving behind a large clearing in the middle.

Wu Xiaocong also took two steps back and opened his stance.

Yan Shaokui clenched his fists, looked at Wu Xiaocong, and asked, "Daoist Chongxiao, this fight, if you lose, what should you do?" Do we decide our identities by winning or losing, whoever wins is a disciple of Maoshan, and if we lose, we are fake? ”

Wu Xiaocong didn't dare to answer, avoided the important and trivialized, and said: "If you can defeat me with Maoshan technique, of course I will be convinced by you!" ”

Yan Shaokui sneered: "I only ask you, what should you do after you lose?" ”

Wu Xiaocong couldn't dodge, so he had to say: "If you can win me with the spell of the Maoshan faction, I will naturally invite you to go to Maoshan and find my master Xuan Lingzi to make it clear." Whether you are my little uncle or not, my master naturally knows! ”

Yan Shaokui nodded and said, "Okay, how do you want to compete, you can say it." ”

Wu Xiaocong thought for a while and said, "The spells of my Maoshan faction are very powerful. I'll do just one or two of them, I'm afraid I'll hurt your life. Well, I'll just show my hand, and if you can make it, I'll show you something profound! ”

Yan Shaokui smiled: "Okay, then I'll take a look at the methods of the Daoist first!" ”

Wu Xiaocong nodded, straightened his clothes, pointed to a bottle of mineral water on the rostrum with a whisk, and said, "Now, I let this bottle of water rise in the air and hover in the air......"

"Is that so? If that's the case, there's no need to perform. Yan Shaokui sneered, pinched a three-pronged trick casually, and pointed towards the bottle of water.

The bottle of water shook and slowly rose off the table, suspended in the air, about the height of a person.