The second round of plans was opened again, and each of the disciples of the Holy Snow Mountain sent a large number of gods and gold to carry out the mission, and at the same time, three tasks were being carried out, one was to step up construction, the other was to collect a large number of believers, and the third was that the little fat man was recruiting troops. As for Tang Yan, he is not idle, and now he is planning how to take Meishan City.

If Fairy Mei was an ugly monster, Tang Yan would definitely use brutal means to force her to hand over Meishan City, that is, on the contrary, Fairy Mei was so beautiful that Tang Yan couldn't breathe. In the face of beautiful women, who are also fairies of the Great Immortal level, it is okay to use rough means, but if you do this, you may never get Fairy Mei. So he is now thinking of a way, if he pushes her down, this is naturally the best, and the wife's is the husband's.

Thinking that at the end of this month, Fairy Mei held an important party, Tang Yan knew that this was a good opportunity, a good opportunity to give him a good performance. On martial arts, Tang Yan is okay, but when it comes to singing and dancing, Tang Yan can't, all he knows are those dances on TV, that is, he can't sing and dance in this fairy land, let alone any musical instruments and the like.

"Ma Wu, I don't know if I can do it, but I can't dance without the music of those discos, and even if I do, others will treat you as a madman who escaped from a madhouse. "Ma dance, Tang Yan has seen it, and he will do it a little, although he is a nerd, when he was on earth before, he still likes to watch this hot dance online, and even knows one or two English songs.

Hehe, he didn't know it before, but now he can, his brain has reached the point where he can't forget it, as long as Tang Yan spends a little more time studying, it's not a difficult thing, the difficult thing is how to achieve those music. As for poetry, Tang Yan is good, but he thinks it's very old-fashioned, compared with those old monsters in the land of immortals, can it be compared? And today when he talked to Fairy Mei about his world, Tang Yan could see that she liked it very much, and it seemed that he could only use these means to attract her.

The words returned to the disciples of the Holy Snow Mountain Sect, and now they are scattered all over the place, and they have begun to send out their hands on each gate, seeing one fighting one, and seeing two fighting two. They didn't have time to deal with those destroyed temples at all, and they didn't have time to find Tang Yan, including the bald heads of Jinghang Temple.

"Don't hit me, I'm not from Jinghang Temple, I'm not a monk, you've all misunderstood. I'm just bald-headed, not a Buddhist?" A loose immortal cultivator was surrounded by several disciples of the Holy Snow Mountain Sect and said.

"What's the matter, why are you okay to be bald, it doesn't matter if you're not, let's fight first, of course, I'll give you a chance, if you don't want to be beaten, you have to worship the Holy Emperor." "The son of the Holy Snow Mountain Sect, it doesn't matter if he is a disciple of Jinghang Temple or not, who calls him a bald head.

Anyway, this time, whoever is bald will be unlucky, and those who don't want to be unlucky have to sincerely worship the saint, you can say that these children of the Holy Snow Mountain faction are very excessive and domineering. Indeed, they have the ability to be domineering, and now the children of those major sects are beaten to the point of being scared, and it is clear that the children of the Snow Mountain Sect practiced "Three Thousand Curtain Snow" did not expect that now their moves have all changed, and they are above them in immortal skills.

In the past, there was another sect whose martial arts skills had beaten the children of the Snow Mountain Sect, but now, they are pressed back, especially those who have offended the children of the Snow Mountain Sect before, and now they don't even know their mothers. The heavier ones were abolished and cultivated, and the lighter ones were only seriously injured.

"Okay, okay, don't beat me, I'll worship your Holy Emperor!" said to the bald head of the cultivator who had been knocked to the ground.

"Okay, you take this, worship in the morning and evening, be sincere, in order to test your sincerity, you put your hands on it, if I find that there is no light, don't blame us for being unkind to you!"

Speaking of this magic weapon, it is better to say that it is a crystal ball of faith, as long as you put your hands on it, the other party is a believer of the Holy Emperor, it will emit a bright light, if not, there will be no reaction.

"Please wait a minute, I'll bow to the idol now, give me a minute!"

A minute later, he put his hands on their crystal balls again, but as a result, there was no light on them at all, and the three Holy Snow Mountain Sect disciples thanked themselves for their bald heads. Immediately pressed him to the ground and beat him, and warned him not to resist if he didn't want to think about it.

"Ah, don't hit me, I'm sincere, and it may take a while to receive the power of my faith!" cried the bald head who was pressed to the ground.

"Okay, I'll give you another chance, and if you haven't reacted, we'll tie you up and throw you into the valley from here, and blame you for not having anything to do to get your head bald!" they said.

After finishing speaking, he grabbed one of his hands and put it on the crystal ball, fortunately, this time there was really a little reaction, although the holy light inside was not very bright, and it finally reached the standard.

"Hmph, this time it's you, this will pay you for the cost of medicine, remember, be sincere, otherwise next time we will beat you through your breath!"

"I will, I'll just worship it for my ancestors!" said the Immortal who was beaten into a pig's head.

After the three of them sent their disciples to leave, this guy scolded the bald heads of Jinghang Temple fiercely, scolding them the most damned, if they hadn't offended Tang Yan, he wouldn't have been beaten as a monk. Watching the three of them leave, he didn't dare to stay here for a little longer, and immediately ran back to the city, but he didn't expect to return to the city, and suddenly a sack magic weapon thing put him up and dragged him into the alley.

"Ah, ah, don't fight, I'm a believer in your Holy Emperor, I'm not a monk from Jinghang Temple!" said the very unlucky guy.

"Rub, why didn't you say it earlier, brother, take out the crystal ball for me to test, if it fools us, kill him!" A disciple of the Holy Snow Mountain Sect opened a small opening of a sack magic weapon, grabbed a hand from it and pulled out the pocket and said.

Fortunately, the crystal ball lit up, otherwise he would be miserable, and when he saw the crystal ball lit up, he would naturally put it down, apologize to him, and compensate him for a little mental damage. Then he said to him: "Damn, why are you a bald head if you have nothing to do, if you don't want to die, I advise you to buy a wig and put it on your head now, otherwise, I dare not guarantee that you will be caught and beaten by my brothers and sisters next time!"

"Bosses, I was beaten by your senior brother just now, so I ran back to the city to buy a wig, and before I could buy a wig, I was dragged here by you and beaten here!"

"You can't blame me for this, it's just your problem, okay, let's go!Remember, buy a wig, or you'll be beaten, don't blame me for not reminding you!" they said to the scattered cultivator.

This guy is destined to be unlucky today, and he ran to those wig shops that usually have no business, but there was nothing in stock. I didn't even have to buy the long hair of those women's clothes. Needless to say, the shopkeeper told him that he was a step late, and the last wig was bought by a pig's head like him.

"What should I do? Boss, I see that your head is quite long, why don't you cut it off a little and make it into a wig and sell it to me, I'll give you thirty taels of gold, usually one piece, just two taels of gold, do you think this will work?"

"How can this work, if I cut my head in half to you, my husband owes the yellow-faced woman, and there is no ladylike spirit!" the woman, who looked to be forty or fifty years old, said to him.

"Are you still a lady, don't force me, if you don't get me a piece out, I'll XXOO you first, and then kill you!"

This novel comes from reading books