Chapter Ninety-One: The Lame Daoist

Hu Zhentai did what he said, took out a small box from his arms, put it directly on the table behind him, and then turned around and left. Hu Zhenheng next to him didn't seem to be used to this, and followed the second brother and left the hall in front of him.

Na Ding Gong and Pan Po didn't expect Hu Zhentai to hand over the Knock Immortal Order so easily, blocking the rest of their countermeasures, and the husband and wife didn't reflect for a while, so they just watched Hu Zhentai and the others leave.

The knocking immortal order is close at hand, Qingyang is also hesitating, whether to start grabbing it, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still feels that it is better to be cautious, his strength is not superior, in front of so many people, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to grab the knocking immortal order.

And Ding Gong and Panpo have already been blinded by the box in front of them at this time, this Knock Immortal Order is their own, with this thing, they can join the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and they don't have to wander around as a casual cultivator like before in the future, and they don't have to worry about cultivation resources anymore.

The opportunity to worship the Immortal Cultivation Sect was just around the corner, and with a look of ecstasy on his face, Ding Gong was about to stride forward and grab the box on the table, when he heard someone suddenly shout: "Slow! ”

The person who spoke was a lame Taoist man on the table where the Golden Goose Gang was sitting, about forty years old, with a thin face, a wisp of goatee, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, and a whisk on his back, but this Taoist seemed to have been injured in his legs and feet, and his movement was slightly inconvenient.

This lame Taoist was the same as Ding Gongpanpo before, and he was extremely low-key. Because there were more people from the Golden Goose Gang this time, everyone didn't pay special attention to this lame Taoist, and now he dared to speak at this critical moment, which shows that his status will never be lower than that of the leader of the Golden Goose Gang.

Sure enough, as he spoke, as soon as the footbreaker actually let go, he immediately shocked everyone present, including the Ding Gong Pan Po opposite. Because the momentum of this lame Daoist was obviously higher than the two of them, reaching the realm of the seventh layer of the Open Pulse Realm.

The seventh layer of the Open Pulse Realm is already in the late stage of the Open Pulse Realm, and it is completely different from their mid-stage cultivation of the Fifth and Sixth Layers of the Open Pulse Realm. Although there are two people here, but the two of them combined, they are not necessarily this person's opponent, and they can't imagine that there will be extraneous branches, which is troublesome.

As for Qingyang in the back, he couldn't help but be afraid, fortunately he didn't grab it just now, otherwise wouldn't he just bump into this lame Taoist at this time? These two groups of people are one in the late stage of the Open Pulse Realm, and two are in the middle of the Open Pulse Realm, and they can't afford to provoke any of them.

The lame Taoist took a step forward and said, "The lame Taoist in Xiaxia is a casual cultivator in Qingyun Mansion, and he has long heard of the name of Ding Gong Panpo of Kaiyuan Mansion, and it is a great sight for the master to see it today." You are also a person who has been famous for a long time, so why deceive a young person? ”

"Who did we lie?" Ding Gong said subconsciously.

The lame Taoist didn't pay attention to Ding Gong, but turned his head to Hu Xiaozhong and said, "You kid, you don't even know if you've been deceived." This Ding Gongpan wife and wife are extremely stingy, how can they still remember your kindness in the future? And they are husband and wife, even if one of them uses the Knock Immortal Order to worship the immortal gate and cultivate a famous hall, they must be their own people first, when will it be your turn to be an outsider? Lao Dao is not the case here, I can directly accept you as an apprentice, and even bring you into the Xianmen to pass on your mantle together, it is no problem, I must be more dedicated than the two of them. ”

The meaning of the lame Taoist is obvious, knocking the immortal order to Ding Gong Panpo, that is, the meat bun beats the dog and has no return, if it is given to himself, he can get a rich reward, it depends on how he chooses in the tiger filial piety.

Ding Gongpanpo didn't dare to let Hu Xiaoxiao choose, because as the broken foot Taoist said, they are husband and wife, and if there is a benefit, they will come close to their own people first, and it will definitely not be Hu Xiaozhong's turn, and the words that he just said to recognize his son are because Hu Xiaozhong has no other choice, give him a step down, and now he has another choice in front of him, and things will not be easy to do.

The princess took a step forward, blocked the table behind her, and said angrily: "Lame Taoist, you dare to ruin the good deeds of my husband and wife?" ”

The footbreaker smiled and said, "The young gang leader didn't say that the Knock Immortal Order must be given to you, not to mention that good things are naturally inhabited by capable people, why am I doing bad things to you?" ”

Looking at the lame Taoist like this, it was obvious that he wanted to forcibly seize the Knock Immortal Order, and the two of them had already regarded this Knock Immortal Order as their own. Although there is no age limit for knocking on the immortal order, the older he gets, the smaller his achievements after worshipping the immortal gate, this is almost the only chance for their husband and wife, how can they allow others to take it away from their hands?

The lame Taoist stretched out his hand at this time, that is, to cut the flesh in their hearts, their husband and wife were not willing to give up, Ding Gong said coldly: "The knock immortal order is here, if you want it, just step over our corpse." ”

At the same time, Ding Gong pulled out two iron rods from his waist, twisted and buckled them in the middle, and it turned into a cold and shining spear, and the panpo also took out a small shield and a short knife from her back, and the two stood together, unexpectedly attacking and defending, making people unable to start.

"Hehe, it seems that the two of you are planning to fight with me, then let me see what skills you two of you have to dare to go against me." The lame Taoist smiled coldly and said.

After that, the lame road reached his back, grabbed his dust, shook it in the air a few times, and then stood up in one hand into a palm, and lifted the dust upside down with the other, ready for battle.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, the others were afraid of being affected, so they hurriedly retreated, and some even pulled the table back, leaving enough space for the middle two. There were nearly 100 people at the scene, and none of them left, obviously everyone was looking forward to this big battle between immortal masters, regardless of the danger to their lives, they had to stay here to see what was going on.

As for Qingyang, it is even more impossible to leave, he also wants to see who wins and who loses in the end of these two gangs, and whose hands will fall into the hands of the Knock Immortal Order, and whether he still has a chance to get it. And he also wanted to see how the other monks fought with each other, and if he could learn some actual combat experience.

Na Ding Gong was the first to lose his breath, so he heard him suddenly shout, and rushed towards the lame Taoist on the opposite side, the speed was as fast as lightning, most of the people present only saw a light and shadow, but they couldn't see how Na Ding Gong made a move.

Most people were already in awe of the identity of the immortal master, and now seeing Ding Gong's speed of shooting, everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, the immortal masters are really powerful, not to mention anything else, judging from the speed of their shots, I am afraid that those super-first-class top masters on the rivers and lakes are nothing more than that.