Chapter Sixteen Return to the Mountain

  "Shh...Kunlun School..."

  In the Upper Clear Hall, all the fellow Taoist brothers and sisters took a cold breath. The Kongtong Sect inherited the Guangchengzi Dao lineage. Although this old Taoist had always said that the Kuangshan Sect was also inherited from the ancient great god's generation, in the cultivation world, who would dare to mention the name of the Kongtong Sect?

  "It didn't stop there, at that time Master Big Brother used the Divine Thunder Five Lightning Technique to snatch away that dead fatty's Ghost-Driving Demon-Sealing Command..."

  Standing on the stage, Wang Qi drew with his hands and feet, spitting out mouthfuls of water to depict the battle between Xuan Kong and Denglizi of the Kuangtong Sect at that time.

  "Exorcise...the evil spirits..."

  Apart from the old Daoist sitting in a taishi chair with an expression of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, the other fellow disciples also took a cold breath. Who didn't know that the Ghost-Driving Command was a magical artifact refined by the previous generation's leader of the Kunlun Sect before he ascended to the Immortal Realm?

  The power of the law instrument was originally great, and it is also a symbol of the identity of the Kunlun School's elder.

  There are only five in total, each held by the four elders of the Kongtong Sect. In the Kongtong Sect, it is a symbol of identity that can command hundreds and thousands of disciples, except for the leader.

  "Beat that fat dead guy, make him cover his head and squat down to sing the national anthem!" Wang Qi said it so vividly, as if he himself was the one who had been beaten by Xuan Kong instead of being the one doing the beating.

  Robbery...

  "Hold one's head in shame and sing the national anthem..."

  The crowd of teachers and brothers couldn't care less about asking what singing the national anthem was, anyway, putting squatting and covering their heads together wasn't a good thing. They all looked at Wang Qi with gloomy faces, hoping he wouldn't say anything more, or they would be scared to death.

  Second Master stood at the front of the troops, his face gloomy to the point where it seemed like water was about to drip from it: "This is going to be a death sentence for the Kunlun Sect..."

  "This Zhāi Shān sect can't be stayed in anymore..." Third Master muttered to himself.

  The old Daoist's eyes opened and looked at Wang Qi: "Wukong, no, it's Xuankong, he has learned to rob too?"

  Before Wang Qi could speak, Second Brother took a step forward and said: "Master, Xuan Kong's disciple is so reckless and has offended fellow practitioners. Should we tie him up and send him to the Kunlun Sect for punishment?"

  He thought that only in this way could he appease the anger of the Kunlun School's elder and at least not attract the attention of the Kunlun School to the Lushan School.

  The old Taoist frowned and said, "Let Wang Qi finish speaking first."

  Wang Qi was glared at by Second Brother and didn't dare to say anything more about Eldest Brother's prestige. He nodded and said, "Eldest Brother made that fatty hand over all the silver notes on him, then gave the Ghost-Driving Talisman to that female corpse for her to bring back."

  The old Taoist stroked his long eyebrows: "You just want the silver note?"

  Wang Qi nodded, pulled out a bundle of silver notes from his bosom: "Big Brother said that the predecessors of Kongtong Sect are all immortal cultivators. These mundane objects were originally useless to them, so it's better to use them to build more temples and pavilions for our Laojun Mountain Sect."

  Third Master saw the silver ticket in Wang Qi's hand, reached out and snatched it over: "Master, what Eldest Master said is right, our Cui Shan Sect only has this Upper Clear Hall which seems a bit shabby."

  Second Master watched as Third Master stuffed the silver note into his own bosom, and coldly laughed: "This is indeed the money of the Qingcheng Sect's elder, taking it is fine, but I'm afraid that even if you take it, you won't have a life to spend it with."

  Third Master's face sank, and he also thought of this point. He hastily stuffed the silver ticket back into Wang Qi's hand: "Master, you take care of it." He hurriedly distanced himself from Wang Qi, and even after returning to his position in line, he was still afraid that Wang Qi would stubbornly try to give him the silver ticket again.

  Money is a good thing, but it's also important to have a life to spend it with.

  The prestige of the Hua Shan Sect wasn't built on a pile of silver notes.

  Wang Qi and his master went down the mountain to capture the female corpse, and they subdued Yun Lou's princess to retrieve the villagers' yang energy. However, Yun Lou's princess's behind-the-scenes mastermind, Deng Lizzi, forced Wang Qi to take away Nie surname hunter.

  It wasn't until Xuan Kong and Deng Li Zi had a fierce battle that he finally won by a narrow margin.

  Then he told Lao Da Chang about Deng Li Zi's last words.

  The old Taoist frowned and said: "I didn't expect that the world at the foot of the mountain has become so chaotic. Ci Hang Pu Du, I don't know who is the superior one after all."

  "Wang Qi anxiously asked: 'Master, you won't punish Eldest Senior Brother, will you?'"

  Lao Dao said, "Punishment is definitely necessary, but according to what you said, the Kuangtong Sect's elder Deng Lizi doesn't seem to be too hostile towards Xuan Kong. I suppose he won't come seeking revenge again. However, the Imperial Court's State Preceptor Ci Hang Pudu might not let off the NIE surname hunter so easily."

  Second Master also followed with: "Of course there will be punishment, and it will be severe!" He was in charge of the moral education of the disciples of Mount Ling, so he naturally had the right to say this.

  Third Master smiled and said, "If you ask me, since we're not going to bind Xuan Kong's disciple and take him to the capital to be punished, then send him to the capital to have a good talk with Ci Hang Pu Du True Person. I suppose the True Person is the Great Song Dynasty's National Master, so he won't quibble with him."

  Wang Qi followed Xuan Kong down the mountain and felt that his relationship with Xuan Kong was closer, so he plucked up the courage to ask: "What about Nie Da Ren?"

  He had just gone up the mountain, and from Deng Lizi, he heard that Nie's surname hunter used to be the commander of the Imperial Guards in the capital. He didn't dare call him a hunter anymore. The Imperial Guards were a secret investigation agency used by the Song Dynasty government to monitor the world, with boundless power, and Wang Qi couldn't help but feel reverence.

  "Second Master said coldly: 'We can't stay here for long.'"

  Wang Qi didn't care about Nie's surname as a hunter, but he was very cautious about being able to appoint Deng Lizi and also issue warrants for the Jin Yiwei commander. He hastily bowed his head and said: "Big Brother himself returned to the back mountain, saying that he had broken the precepts of anger at the foot of the mountain, and wanted to close his doors and recite the 'Huang Ting Jing' three thousand times as self-punishment."

  This is Wang Qi talking nonsense in broad daylight, Xuan Kong has never said anything like that.

  His original words were: "We'll be back in the mountains, and Master will definitely gather all the fellow disciples to listen to your report. By the time they find out that I've offended the seniors of the Kunlun School, who knows how many more troubles I'll have? I'm too lazy to go and listen, so you might as well go and deal with them for me."

  Wang Qi also shook his head in his heart. His senior brother's Taoist skills were exquisite and profound, but sometimes his words and actions were a bit too pretentious.

  It's like this morning assembly, relying on oneself, how can one surpass Second Brother and Third Brother?

  So I can only hope that Master won't be swayed by Second Brother and the others, and really send Xuankong to the capital to meet Cihang Pudu. Wang Qi looked at the old Taoist priest tightly, and the old Taoist priest was also in a dilemma, with both sides being his own disciples, and both hands being flesh.

  This time Xuan Kong has gone too far, if he doesn't receive punishment, the other disciples won't obey either.

  He stroked his eyebrows and sighed, "Our Cui Shan Sect was established not long ago, and we don't have much of a reputation in the secular world below the mountain. So I sent Xuan Kong down the mountain to travel and gain experience, both to broaden his horizons and to make a name for our Cui Shan Sect. As for the Cuang Tang Sect, let Xuan Kong handle it himself. If you want to avoid offending anyone, that's not so easy."

  Several of the second master's men exchanged a glance, thinking that they could just squeeze out Xuan Kong and not have to see him again. They all nodded in agreement, waiting for Wang Qi to go and inform Xuan Kong of the old Daoist priest's words, thinking that Xuan Kong would not object to the old Daoist priest's orders.

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