Chapter 352: Killing Chickens and Monkeys

I see! The two of them have a heart, but I still can't go!" Zhang Genliu said solemnly.

"Brother Zhang is worried that the people from the other six sects will not agree?" Guan Datou asked.

"That's right! The young monks of the Seven Sects naturally won't have much of an opinion! But those monks of the older generation will definitely not agree easily!

Let's not say whether they will agree to stay in Xia for the time being, and even if they do, there will definitely be many additional conditions! At that time, the two brothers will definitely fall into a dilemma!"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them immediately fell into deep thought unconsciously. They are all smart people, Zhang Genliu may start a war with the Yao family at any time, if he really moves over, he will definitely involve their seven sects.

"You don't have to be embarrassed, I just asked you to recommend a peaceful place to live, you don't need to be exhaustive!

If you don't even have the ability to protect yourself, there is no need to participate in the Immortal Cultivation Professional Competition!"

"Yes, I'm confused! If you want to say that there is a natural and peaceful abode, there is indeed one! It's just that it is far away from the five major cities, and it is inaccessible. Guan Datou frowned and said.

"It's not proper, didn't you let your benefactor die?" Guan Zhen seemed to understand what Guan Datou said.

"Don't worry!It is said that this time the alliance leader has come back, and he has already solved the matter of the corpse demon legion!" Guan Datou explained.

"Are you stupid? Haven't you heard of the alliance leader's way of solving the problem? I'm sure that the tomb island is definitely still full of corpses and demons!"

"Wouldn't it be? Doesn't that mean that plants are already growing over there? It stands to reason that it should be able to live there!"

"Have you heard of any major sect that sent someone to inquire about the news?"

"Yes......!

"Can't go, absolutely can't go! If you get bitten, it's really over!" Guan Zhen shook his head like a rattle.

The implication is that the corpse demon of the tomb island in Guan Datou's mouth once bit the explorer. And the person who was bitten also came to the outside world with corpse poison.

"Two, how are the corpse demons on Tomb Island doing?"

"It should be a war general! It could also be a war marquis!" Guan Datou said uncertainly.

"No matter what realm it is, that kind of number is not something that ordinary monks can compete with!" Guan Zhen seemed to remember something terrible.

"Okay, put this matter aside for the time being! Now let's talk about the specific matters of the Immortal Cultivation Professional Competition! For example, where to sign up and what are the precautions!"

"This is simple, it should be handled in the area of the City Lord's Mansion!" Guan Zhen said indifferently.

"Should?"

"Hey, hey, hey...... We're only over 100 years old, and it's the first time we've participated!"

When Zhang Genliu heard this, he realized that he was the youngest person. Then the three of them talked a lot about the Immortal Cultivation Professional Competition, basically they were talking, and Zhang Genliu was only responsible for listening.

Originally, I thought that the so-called professional competition for cultivating immortals was only four kinds of pills, arrays, talismans, and instruments. After the two explained, they learned that there were one hundred and eight mainstream occupations and three hundred and sixty subsidiary occupations in ancient times.

In this world, the monks have only thirty-six kinds. The Yuan League held these 36 kinds of events.

For example, in ancient times, there were instrumentaturists, and no matter what object was in their hands, it could be refined into a magic weapon. Not only that, but the master is divided into sword repair, knife repair, gun repair and so on. Today, only these three professions have been preserved.

In addition, there are also witch cultivators, Gu cultivators, and poison cultivators, which have also been retained. When most monks listen to these three professions, they unconsciously develop a sense of disgust. Because their methods are unguardable, and they are extremely cruel and vicious.

But after listening to Guan Zhen's explanation, I realized that the original reason for the emergence of these professions was to treat diseases and save people. For example, in ancient times, there was a plague epidemic, and it was Gu masters and poison masters who saved the world.

Another example is that in ancient times, the resentful cultivators of the underworld often came to this world to cause trouble, and each time the sorcerer drove them away.

With the changing times, various professions have changed greatly. In order to promote the Taoism of various families, the Yuan League decided to hold a professional competition for cultivating immortals every two hundred years.

The three of them chatted for a day and a night, and finally because of Guan Zhen's little blood pill effect, they closed their eyes and meditated.

Another day passed, and just as Zhang Genliu was about to send a clone to go around the market, someone came to the backyard gate again. This time it is an acquaintance, because it is Wu Xiong, the head of the Wu family.

You don't have to guess to know that he's here for his grandchildren. He was followed by four other old men, all of whom were also eight-blooded cultivators.

As soon as Wu Xiong met, he smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, don't come to harm?"

"I'm fine, I'm worried about Brother Lao! Come, please take a seat!" Zhang Genliu said, and took out the table, chair, and wine.

Wu Xiong was not polite, and directly beckoned his allies to sit down, and then said with a smile on his face: "Brother Zhang has great powers, I didn't expect that hundreds of six-blood cultivators would be killed by you with one move!"

"Hmm~?Could it be that those cloaked people were sent by the witch brother to kill me?" Zhang Genliu put on an expression of disbelief.

"No, no, Brother Zhang has misunderstood! My unsuccessful grandson has some misunderstanding with this young master Guan. I came here and collided with Your Excellency, and I hope that Brother Zhang will not be like a junior!"

"I see, they did disrespect me, so I killed them all in a fit of rage, and I hope the witch brother will not be surprised!"

"Well, I'm also very angry when I hear about this! No, I'm here today to make amends to Brother Zhang! I hope that Brother Zhang has a lot of them, so let Brother Zhang take their Yuan Shen back and accept the punishment of the clan rules!"

"Who did the witch brother listen to?"

"Uh...... Listen to your subordinates!"

"Which subordinate?"

"The little guy in the clan, don't mention it!"

"Brother Wu, you just formed an alliance with me, and you sent someone to spy on me?"

"Uh......" Wu Xiong was speechless when asked.

Bang! Bang!

"Three jars of fine wine!" Zhang Genliu said, casually taking out three large jars of wine and throwing them on the table.

This is an upgraded version of Acacia Drunk made by Bai Han and Bai Lian, and after Zhang Genliu tasted it, he thought that this wine was not suitable for a person to quote alone. Because after drinking, I always think about the full night in my heart.

"Hehehe......" Wu Xiong originally thought that Zhang Genliu was going to turn his face, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly say that he would be punished for drinking.

"No problem, if you do something wrong, you should be punished......! "Wu Xiong didn't worry about ......the poison in the wine at all, so he opened the seal and drank it in a big gulp.

This amount of alcohol, even Guan Zhen on the side had nothing to say when he saw it. During the previous small talk, the three of them only drank one jar in total. Because the acacia drunk brewed by Bai Han is not something that ordinary monks can bear at all.

Belch~

Half a jar of wine was in his stomach, Wu Xiong couldn't hold back, and burped when he was ventilating. Seeing that his eyes were blinking and he was panting, Zhang Genliu knew that his amount of wine was only two jars at most.

Bai Han once said that the more unkind people drink this kind of wine, the easier it is to get drunk. At that time, Zhang Genliu drank the ten altars in one go, but nothing happened.

Bai Han was overjoyed with emotion at that time, thinking that Zhang Genliu was a person who had no real ratio. However, there was one thing that Zhang Genliu didn't tell her clearly, his gastrointestinal space could now accommodate at least dozens of Void Dragons at the same time.

"Brother Wu, if you think that these three jars of wine are wronged, just say nothing about me!" Zhang Genliu saw that he rested for thirty breaths without moving, and his face was black at the moment, and he put on a very unhappy expression.

"No, I ...... I can still drink it~" Wu Xiong finished with his tongue wide open, and was about to drink again but fell headlong under the table.

"Brother Wu, Brother Wu......" Seeing this, an old man with white eyebrows next to him hurriedly went over to check.

The other two were on full alert and stared at Zhang Genliu with fierce eyes.

"What do you mean by the two of you, do you want to do it with me?" asked Zhang Genliu in a cold voice.

Roar~

Not far away, the Water Ancestor Wu suddenly stood up and put on a posture of attacking at any time. It is hard to imagine that the eight-blooded cultivator who was invincible in the past would completely admit it in front of Zhang Genliu.

"Pavilion Master Zhang, we have no such intention!, it's just that the Wu Family Master ......," an old man with a long nose explained embarrassedly.

"Your Excellency is also a long-established old-timer, whether the master of the Wu family is drunk or poisoned, can't you judge by breath?"

"Uh......" The old man with a long nose blushed when Zhang Genliu said it.

At this time, the white-eyed old man also shook his head at him, indicating that it was fine. Another thin old man relaxed when he saw that the atmosphere had eased.

"Since Brother Wu is drunk, the three of you should take him back to rest!" Zhang Genliu saw that they had no intention of leaving, so he had to give an order to expel the guest.

To be honest, they don't want to pay anything, they just want to easily get back the corpse and the original god, and Zhang Genliu will not agree to anything.

"In the next heaven, the door is as clear as water, and I implore the Zhang Pavilion Lord to return the disciples of our sect!" said the white-eyed old man.

"So, the three of you sent someone to harass my Tianji Pavilion these days?"

"Boy, don't you give you face! Don't think that if you get a sick cat here, the old man will have some scruples, and no one should think about it!" The thin old man finished yelling and quickly grabbed Zhang Genliu.

"Be careful!" Guan Zhen and Guan Datou were shocked.

"No!" the white-eyed old man and the long-nosed old man shouted, but it seemed to be too late.

The thin old man shot extremely fast, and everyone present thought that Zhang Genliu was dead. Because the space around Zhang Genliu's body was locked, it was impossible for him to have the ability to break free.

Even the Water Ancestor Witch in the distance wanted to rescue, but it was too late.

Air Quake!

I saw Zhang Genliu dodge at will, and avoided the old man's claw. And at the same time as dodging, the day-by-day knife was already in his hand.

Swish!

The knife fell, and the thin old man's head flew forward more than ten feet away. This scene stunned everyone present, because the thin old man died too strangely.

First of all, as an eight-blooded cultivator, being beheaded like this inexplicably is incredible in itself. Because at that moment just now, the thin old man seemed to have reacted, but he still couldn't make a reasonable reaction.

Secondly, Zhang Genliu was able to easily break free from the space lock, which is just like an ordinary white rabbit who can escape from the iron cage.

In fact, no one noticed that the necklace on Zhang Genliu's neck just now had emitted a faint fluorescence. It was sent by the snail, which can assist Zhang Genliu to use the power of space.

The other is the magic of the Ancient Demon Clan's Void Earthquake Technique. None of the people present noticed that Zhang Gen stayed at that moment, shuttling through the cracks in space.

Finally, the use of the Sleep Death Technique, although it could not make the Eight-Blood Monk sleep, it could cause him to have a brief period of confusion. Half a breath time is enough for Zhang Genliu to unload it into eight pieces.

After the body of the thin old man fell to the ground, the original god immediately flew towards the door of the backyard. This way of escaping is simply stupid in Zhang Genliu's opinion.

Dodge, shatter the palm, seal, all in one go, without dragging mud and water. This scene once again stunned everyone present, because Zhang Genliu's movement process was extremely skillful. It seemed that for him, grabbing the primordial spirit of the eight-blooded monk was as simple as eating and drinking.