Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons

Chapter 98 The Buddha and the Ape Conquer the Demon

 Qingzhou City, Dashunzhai.

 At dusk, people are coming and going and the streets are brightly lit.

Tian Zhiwen stood at the door of the restaurant, smiling and welcoming the children of many sects and families: "I'm here to accompany you today. You all can come in. You're welcome."

The young master of Tianhai Tower, the chief disciple of Baihe Hall, the young master of the Huang family...

Although they are all from the younger generation and do not have much say in Qingzhou, they are still prominent figures.

Now that they are gathered together, in addition to looking at Tian Zhiwen's face, it also reveals a little bit about the thoughts of these sects and aristocratic families.

Even though Old General Chen had restrained his actions, the trees at Qingfeng Gate fell and scattered, which still made them feel a little uneasy, and they subconsciously wanted to get closer.

"Yo!"

Tian Zhiwen suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd to greet him. He smiled flatteringly and said, "Young Master Zhao is here."

 As he spoke, he secretly sweated.

Today I am hosting a banquet for Brother Li. According to the other party's wishes, there are not many posts. They are all second- and third-rate influencers. How did they recruit this man?

 “If you feel depressed, just take a walk.”

Zhao Kangyun slowly stepped into Dashunzhai, waving his fan.

Seeing his slightly agitated look, the others were respectful and felt a chill in their hearts.

I heard that a certain young master from the Zhao family died in Qingfeng Mountain this time.

As one of the four surnames and five factions, the opponent can only take a walk to relieve their worries. The Demon Suppressor relies on the support of the imperial court and the general soldiers, and is becoming more and more unscrupulous in doing things.

If I and others don't join forces, I'm afraid they will be eaten to the bone.

 Fortunately, the generals are not in Qingzhou City now, and there is no demon-suppressing general. The other generals and captains cannot afford to be prodigal, and they will not end up like Qingfeng Mountain for a while.

"Why is he here?"

 In the attic on the second floor, Li Xinhan changed into a green shirt to cover up his injuries. Unfortunately, he had difficulty moving and could only lean on the back of a mahogany chair.

 “Don’t worry about him.”

Li Mujin was wearing a long skirt and stood quietly to one side.

With the status of two siblings, entertaining guests is just a matter of eating and drinking. At the same time, they invite people from the Vajra Sect, so as not to make the other party feel afraid in advance.

As for the rest, whether they are on the side of the noble family or on the side of the Demon Suppressor, it is not something that the two juniors should consider.

 “You can use it first, and I’ll tell the cook to change the dishes to a lighter batch.”

Tian Zhiwen greeted Zhao Kangyun, found an excuse to leave, and quietly went up to the second floor.

Stepping into the pavilion, he looked at the Li family siblings, and then his eyes fell on the young man wearing a dark scholar's shirt at the main seat. The other person's expression showed no emotion or anger. He gently scraped the tea foam with the lid of the cup and spent a long time. Didn't take a sip to his mouth.

Does this mean that tea is too bad?

Tian Zhiwen suddenly felt confident, and the priorities were clear at a glance.

 Just looking at the face, I don’t know which force it comes from.

Why are you hosting the banquet today? Is it because you are dissatisfied with the brutal methods of the Demon Suppressor and want to stand up and be a leader?

 “Brother Li, are you having a banquet?”

"hold on."

Li Xinhan looked down. After a moment, he turned to look to the side: "Here you are, can you call me up and ask questions?"

Hearing this, Tian Zhiwen was slightly startled and looked down as well.

Just what kind of person is it that makes this young man in a black shirt come all the way to wait? The Li and Zhao families are both here. Could it be the remaining Sun Qian? I didn’t know I would send invitations myself.

 After seeing the figure clearly at the door of Dashunzhai, he couldn't help but have doubts in his eyes.

 I saw a noisy lobby.

A slightly thin young man came in with a smile. He had thin hair on top of his head and a wide white cloth on his body, revealing half of his strong body that looked like it was oiled. He was carrying a shiny silver iron rod in one hand and a heavy iron chain in the other.

"Everyone is here, and Young Master Zhao is also here, but the young monk came late and is guilty."

 “A warrior is pretending to be a bald donkey.”

Zhao Kangyun smiled disdainfully and put away his fan: "You have only erected a Buddha statue in the Vajra Gate for a few decades. It happened to be three months before our magistrate who loved chanting sutras took office here. Before that, I am afraid that I couldn't even understand the Buddhist beads."

 “Young Master Zhao taught you a lesson.”

Yuangang was not angry at all, he just smiled and said: "Diligence can make up for clumsiness. If you memorize scriptures, Buddhist beads and other things more often, you will slowly get better at them."

Hearing this, the others burst into laughter.

As Yuangang glanced over, he quickly fell silent for most of the time.

There are faint signs of the rise of the Vajra Sect now. Relying on the half-volume condensation-condensing body-tempering method, its realm has greatly increased after being in charge for several decades. It is said that it has the capital to compete with the condensation-condensing realm.

After the Bodhi tree withered, this sect had some bad luck and showed signs of rapid body tempering like before, which was even more terrifying than before.

A bunch of body-tempering warriors who are as perfect as jade liquid, and a bunch of body-tempering warriors who can barely catch up with the condensation realm. These are two concepts. If it is as everyone speculates, a few hundred years later, the Vajra Sect may have to help Qingfeng Mountain has filled the gap between the four surnames and six sects and has been promoted to a first-rate force. "snort."

Zhao Kangyun seemed to have thought of this, and sneered, but stopped sarcastically.

“The young monk didn’t come late on purpose. He’s just been preaching scriptures and preaching the Dharma recently and making good friends. He traveled to seven or eight counties these days and finally got back to Qingzhou with great difficulty.”

Yuan Gang looked around carefully, as if he was looking for something.

Not seeing the figure in his imagination, he forced out a smile again and tugged on the iron chain in his hand: "When you have eaten and drank enough, the young monk will also perform a great show of Buddha and ape subduing demons for you, to cheer up the fun."

 With the sound of clattering chains.

 A tall, fat figure was pulled into Dashunzhai.

 He was as strong as a hill, wearing a blue short coat, and his huge belly was very eye-catching.

Of course, apart from the belly, the man's bearded face was painted with ink to look like a demon, with hairy pig ears hanging on both sides of his head and a pig's snout hanging between his mouth and nose.

Looks very funny.

His eyes were blurred, as if he had lost his soul and had no energy at all.

Even though there was a wave of laughter next to him again, the big man just stared at his feet blankly.

Even Zhao Kangyun was amused this time: "Where can I find such good materials? It's so lifelike to play a pig demon."

 “This is an old friend of mine, he likes to pretend to be a pig.”

Yuangang bared his teeth, turned around and said with a smile, "Really?"

The big man didn't seem to hear anything, until the short-haired young man pulled **** the chain, he nodded blankly, and said in a hoarse and dry voice: "Yes..."

 “This idiot.”

Tian Zhiwen frowned.

Since we know old people, no matter how big the hatred is, if it doesn't work, we will fight with each other. The head will fall to the ground, and all the grudges will be eliminated, but we still want to bring out such an insult.

Before he finished speaking, he noticed a chill behind him, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became weird.

Li Xinhan’s body stiffened, and Li Mujin bit her lip hard.

Only the young man in the black shirt gently put down the tea cup, his expression became calmer, he walked out of the compartment and walked down the stairs.

Amid the laughter and laughter, an out-of-place figure quickly attracted a lot of attention.

Zhao Kangyun looked up, his face quickly turned cold. Even he was enjoying himself with the people. He condescended to sit downstairs, but there were still people upstairs. What did Tian Zhiwen mean?

 Soon, the face of the young man in a black scholar's shirt came into view.

 There was a little more confusion on his brows, and a slight hint of familiarity...

Shen Yi stood still in front of the young man who called himself a young monk.

He quietly stared at the big man behind him, but seemed to be questioning everyone in the lobby.

Huttered voice without any ripples: "Is it funny?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the big man subconsciously raised his head. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he trembled all over. He subconsciously took two steps back and stretched out his broad arms to cover his face.

 He once boasted about Qingzhou to the other party and boasted about his deeds.

 Having achieved nothing in his life, there are only three or two heroic deeds worth mentioning.

He is a butcher who is capable of committing crimes that scares no one, and should not be a pig demon **** with iron chains.

 Shen Yi is new to Qingzhou, and she shouldn't offend others because of a fool pretending to be a pig.

　　　…”

Yuangang was slightly startled. Although the other party was unfamiliar to him, he came down from the second floor. Tian Zhiwen was not an idiot, so... the other party was at least Zhao Kangyun's level, or even higher.

Thinking of this, he smiled nonchalantly: "If you don't like it, then we won't perform it. It's just a pity for everyone's interest."

As soon as these words came out, something strange appeared in the eyes of the others. Zhao Kangyun opened his fan again. He couldn't see that Yuangang was choking in the middle.

 But the problem is that he also laughed just now and roughly guessed the identity of this person.

Zhao Kangyun stood up slowly and was about to speak when an indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

 “Did I ask you this?”

Accompanied by the words, there was also Shen Yi's casually raised palm.

Almost instantly, Yuangang had thrown away the chain, picked up the long silver stick in both hands, and there was light surging between his skin. He used all his strength to block it with the horizontal stick!

  Despite his seemingly young appearance, he is actually almost a generation older than the people in the building, even older than Butcher Zhang.

Yu Ye’s early cultivation level has a body comparable to that of Yu Ye’s later stage.

 “The donor brought it upon himself, the little monk is offended!”

He gritted his teeth tightly and looked extremely ferocious. However, the next moment, his bony palms fell on the stick he was holding tightly.

The terrifying strength easily broke off the hundred-refined long stick, and then it was imprinted on Yuangang's heart. After many years of tempering, his indestructible body collapsed in the middle of his breath!

　　Boom!

 (End of this chapter)