Chapter 339: Challenging Tiger Yang Guan
"There was indeed a change in the weather just now, saying that a heavy treasure has come out should not be enough." Looking like he was terminally ill, Guan Master Mor said, scanning the disciples in the hall, "Has anyone heard that something has come out of the Taoist Temple?"
At this time, Daoist Qiu stood out and arched his hand towards Guanmaster Mor, "Back to Guanmaster's words, I have not heard of any heavy treasures coming out of the world, but rather, one of our disciples was struck by lightning, and has just been resuscitated."
"Oh? There is actually this matter?" The Stranger Guan Master was stunned to hear this, "Which disciple?"
"Shen Tu Long." Daoist Qiu replied.
Some of the people in the main hall still didn't know that Shen Tu Long had been struck by lightning, they froze for a moment when they heard this news, and then they couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this Shen Tu Long was also too unlucky.
"It seems that the old man thought wrong." The gray-robed old man twirled his whiskers and laughed, glanced at the young girl sitting beside him, and said gently, "Shan'er, there's nothing more to see."
At this time, the disciples dared to look generously to the young girl called Shan'er, could not help but be stunned by the young girl's face, only to see that the young girl was wearing a goose-yellow dress, long hair hanging down her shoulders, her skin was better than the snow, her beautiful eyes were as clear as water, and when she looked around, she had her own cool and elegant temperament.
The disciples had lived in the Taoist temple for a long time, and had seen this kind of beauty, and for a while they were a bit lost in thought.
On the contrary, Meng Fan, skimming his mouth, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking, some absent-minded appearance.
"Master." With a pair of autumn water shear pupils, the young girl swept a glance at the crowd, and froze when she saw Meng Fan, then looked at the old man and opened her mouth sweetly, "Since there's nothing heavy to look at, let's hurry up and get on our way."
At this time, the young man beside the old man spoke, "Senior sister, if they say there's nothing, that means there's nothing? Maybe they don't want to let us see it… Elder brother thinks, ah, that person who was struck by lightning has a heavy treasure on him!"
"Zi Yun!" The old man's tone sank, "Do not speak, do not speak indiscriminately, do not speak wildly!"
Hearing the old man's admonishment, the young man called Zi Yun hurriedly lowered his head, and when he saw that the old man was no longer looking at him, he raised his head again and coldly swept his eyes over the crowd of disciples of the Tiger Yang Guan, with a hint of arrogance and coldness in his gaze.
When he saw it on Meng Fan, the man also froze for a moment, realizing that Meng Fan was even colder and more arrogant than he was, and didn't even look at him, as if he didn't have him in his sights, and couldn't help but secretly memorize Meng Fan's appearance.
"Hehe!" Lord Morguan laughed, "Several of you are honored guests, it's good to figure out this matter, and the Poor Taoist also wants to see if there are any heavy treasures."
After saying this, he glanced at Daoist Qiu, "Didn't you just say that Shen Tu Long was rescued and woke up, if there is no serious harm, carry him over …… and ask him what's going on."
At this time, Shen Tu Long was lying in the Taoist Temple's Ice Heart Hall, staring blankly, due to being struck by lightning, his limbs were stiff and his fingers couldn't move, and at this time, the longsword that was intended to be given to Meng Fan was still grasping in his hands and couldn't be loosened.
"Fixed? What does Meng Niu Ba mean by getting it done?"
"Why is it that as soon as he said taken care of, a thunderbolt struck me down?"
"No, I should have misheard him, what he said wasn't taken care of, it was thunder!"
Thinking of this, Shen Tu Long's heart and liver trembled, his breathing quickened, and his face, which had been blackened by the lightning, revealed a look of horror!
"When he shouts thunder, it's heavenly thunder that splits me!"
"Could this be a very powerful technique?"
"I told you long ago that Meng Niu Ba can't be messed with, I'm so stupid …… I actually wanted to go and negotiate with him ……"
Tears flowed down the corners of Shen Tu Long's eyes, his heart was filled with remorse, had he known that he would be struck by lightning, he might as well have stayed in his room, he couldn't help but hate that gang member of his, after a while, he remembered the miserable state of Cao Xiong and the rest of the people when they died, his heart celebrated again, he felt that it was really a great fate that he didn't die, in the future, he must go around Meng Niu Ba, and he must definitely not take the initiative to mess with him anymore!
"Senior Brother Shen, Master Guan has an invitation."
At this time, two disciples came over and told Shen Tu Long about the situation in the main hall, and without waiting for Shen Tu Long's consent, they hurriedly carried him to the Sanqing Hall.
Seeing Shen Tu Long's miserable appearance, the young girl named Shan'er inclined her head, seemingly unable to bear to look at it anymore.
That young man, on the other hand, hooked a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, somewhat gloating.
"Shen Tu Long, tell us about the situation."
The Stranger Goddess frowned, if it wasn't for the other party's powerful background, he really couldn't bear to carry Shen Tu Long over, it was a bit too tragic.
"…… Goddess of Mercy." Shen Tu Long raised his spirits, glanced at Meng Fan with some trepidation, and opened his mouth breathlessly, "My disciple admires Senior Niu Ba's talent, and wanted to look for Senior Niu Ba to sit and discuss the Dao, and in the process, present a treasured sword to him, but I never thought that just as I walked up to Senior Niu Ba's doorway, I would be struck by lightning, and it was really . . bad luck wow!"
Shen Tu Long hid the secret of that thunder in his heart and embellished the passage for fear of offending Meng Fan.
"Oh, what kind of precious sword is it? Can you offer it …… for everyone to see."
The tone of Lord Stranger Guan's voice was warm, but it sounded with obvious weakness, it looked like he had been sitting for a long time and was somewhat unable to hold on.
"…… This is the one."
Shen Tu Long moved his arm and glanced at the sword that was held in a death grip by his palm.
Immediately, a disciple came up and tried to yank out the sword, but Shen Tu Long's fingers were too stiff to yank it out, so he had to forcefully break Shen Tu Long's fingers one by one, and only then was it smoothly taken out, the pain caused Shen Tu Long to bare his teeth.
"Hm?!"
The precious sword was presented to the gray-robed old man's hands, the old man drew out the sword with a hasty cry, examined it, his face sank, and then handed the sword to the young girl beside him, "This sword is made of fine steel, although the workmanship is fine, but it can't be called a precious sword, and it can be bought on the market, but it's only a few hundred or so yuan."
"Then don't look at it." The young girl pursed her lips and whispered to the old man, "They really know how to fool people."
"Hmph!" Seeing that the young girl was a bit unhappy, the man called Zi Yun grabbed the long sword and slapped his other hand on the sword body, instantly slapping the long sword into a few cuts, the broken sword tinkled and fell to the ground, "Tiny Tiger Yang Guan, how dare you catch us too, you really have no one else in your sights, don't you!"
This time the old man did not stop the young man, seems to have not expected, Tiger Yang Guan dared to bring a broken sword to fool him, at that time if you do not show some strong, it will be a bit to their own clan to lose face.
"Shen Tu Long!" Lord Mor Guan also felt a little embarrassed about his face, his voice snapped up, "Is this the sword you were talking about?"
"…… Yes, yes!" Shen Tu Long felt a bit aggrieved, searching for a hard time to buy a fake, hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, "This is from a bald monk's hands to buy at a high price, the price is not high, by no means a few hundred dollars, said that it is a sword that has killed a hundred Ghost Fiends, as long as a little bit of stored up the sword intent, when the time of unsheathing, will be– "
"Will it be amusing?" The young man interrupted Shen Tu Long's words, stood up with a long body, walked to the center of the hall, first bowed slightly to the old man, then arched his hand at the Stranger Guan Master, "Stranger Guan Master, my name is Zhuge Ziyun, an inner disciple of the Pure Brightness Sect, and I would like to fight with the person of the highest strength of your sect, in a battle!"
Seeing this, the crowd of disciples from the Tiger Yang Guan became a little displeased.
"This is a bit bullying, isn't it?"
"You want to fight without seeing anything good?"
"Do all the disciples of the big sects like to bully others?"
Discussions filled the entire hall, and the gazes of the Tiger Yang Audience disciples, which were tinged with agitation, all focused on Zhuge Ziyun as well ……