Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 437 444. Chu Feng: Fellow Daoist Shen Gong, what are you laughing at, and what is your point of laughter?

After burning incense, Bigan, who was lying on the stone table, was awakened by all kinds of coquettish and laughing voices, raised his head, and looked blankly at the crowd in the field with a pair of hazy eyes.

"This this……"

Bigan was shocked to find that a group of women with long tails danced around the king, and the king twisted his body like a madman, his eyes half-closed, ignorant of the abnormalities around him.

"Don't let them know they've been found"

Bigan's heart skipped a beat, and he continued to lie on the table and pretend to be asleep.

At first, I could still hear the noisy noises around me, but when I got drunk, I couldn't hear anything.

I don't know how long it took, but Bigan felt a sudden chill in his crotch, and his drowsiness disappeared without a trace. He raised his head and saw a beautiful woman leaning over, with a pair of small hands under his clothes.

"presumptuous"

Bigan pushed the woman away and stood up.

The woman fell to the ground and began to cry.

The pretending is really like it, Bigan sneered in his heart.

"Uncle Wang, how can a beauty live up to her good intentions."

King Zhou, who was only wrapped in a piece of cloth, walked forward holding a graceful woman with flushed cheeks and loose black hair, singing softly.

"Your Majesty, I feel unwell, please excuse me."

Bigan thought in his mind to wipe out these goblins as soon as possible, and didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

King Zhou was in high spirits, and he didn't care too much about Bigan. He nodded and walked towards a group of youthful bodies in the arena.

"Beauties, I want to be with you tonight, with the sky as my quilt and the earth as my bed."

Bigan clenched his fists and left Lutai with his head down.

At five o'clock, disheveled "fairies" staggered away from the deer platform full of obscenity.

During the intercourse in the middle of the night, each of them absorbed a lot of imperial dragon energy from King Zhou, which will be of great benefit to their future practice.

At the same time, the soldiers lurking around Lutai reported to Bigan that the group of "fairies" had left Lutai.

Bigan immediately asked the monks at home to follow him.

When I was young, monks came to report that the "fairies" had entered the Xuanyuan Tomb where demons gather outside the city.

"What a group of monsters, dare to confuse the king"

An angry Bigan rode on a good horse, took two hundred armored soldiers, five hundred slaves, and seven or eight low-ranking monks, and left home in the dark.

Originally, Chaoge City could not be opened at night, but who is Bigan, the king's uncle, the current prime minister. (Shang Rong has resigned)

The generals guarding the city, not daring to fart, ordered the city gates to be opened and Bigan to lead people out.

"Rush forward, fast"

When he was young, Bigan, who also led soldiers and fought in battles, knows how to fight better than anyone else, especially when the opponent is unprepared, what he pays attention to is speed.

Xuanyuan Tomb is not far from Chaoge, but when Bigan brought his people there, it was already dark and the moon could no longer be seen in the sky.

This shows that it is not far from dawn.

"Pour the prepared oil into the cave, throw the torches in, and all the immortal masters will seal the cave entrance immediately."

Bigan ordered in a low voice.

Two hundred armored soldiers and five hundred slaves unloaded all kinds of ignitable oil from horses and cattle, stuffed them into the caves around Xuanyuan Tomb, and then threw torches into it.

Seven or eight low-ranking monks were chanting incantations while sticking yellow talismans to the entrance of the cave.

Not long after, a heart-piercing cry of a beast came from the Xuanyuan Tomb.

The two hundred armored soldiers and the five hundred slaves were so frightened that they all changed their colors and retreated one after another.

Bigan, who has a seven-handed and exquisite heart, is not afraid of goblins by nature. Seeing that his subordinates are afraid, he immediately draws out his bronze sword, steps forward one by one, and stabs one.

"Whoever dares to retreat will end up like him."

The armored soldiers and slaves gathered together again.

During the period, more than a dozen goblins with flaming bodies rushed out and were sprayed with black dog blood on the spot. Before they could roar a few times, they were shot into hedgehogs by bows and arrows with yellow symbols attached to them.

At dawn, the fire was extinguished.

Bigan ordered the excavation of the Xuanyuan Tomb, and it took half a day to clean up the corpses of more than 70 goblins, including weasels, foxes, pheasants, jade lutes, and rabbits.

"Put it all in a bag and take it home"

The complacent Bigan waved his hand.

The armored soldiers and slaves stepped forward tremblingly to collect the corpses.

At noon, King Zhou, who had just finished his lunch, received dozens of bags from Uncle Bigan, who were said to be wild game. When he opened them, they were all burnt. pause.

In the afternoon, Su Daji, who came over after hearing the news, saw the corpse being buried, and fainted on the spot.

Afterwards, the witch doctor in charge of diagnosis and treatment said that the empress was weak and frightened.

……

As night fell, Bigan's mansion.

Bigan knelt on the main seat, holding a wine bottle, smiling all over his face.

"All immortal masters, thanks to you, the evildoers in Xuanyuan Tomb can be wiped out."

The seven or eight low-level monks sitting on both sides did not raise their wine bottles.

"What do you mean by that?"

Bigan asked suspiciously.

Everyone was silent, and after a while, the monk sitting third on the right said, "Uncle Wang, I'm leaving Chaoge today."

"Why? But someone in the mansion treats you poorly?"

Bigan asked puzzled.

The monk sighed, and said with a sad face: "The killing of the Xuanyuan Tomb monster clan is too much today, and the retribution may not be far away."

Bigan laughed out loud upon hearing this.

"It's really unimaginable that all the dignified monks are afraid of monsters."

When the monk and other monks heard the words, they all showed shame.

When I was young, seven or eight monks left Bigan's mansion.

In the main hall, Bigan was drinking alone.

Suddenly, slight footsteps appeared.

Bigan thought the monk who left had returned, but when he looked up, there were three people, two big and one small.

"you?"

Chu Feng, standing on the left, smiled slightly.

"Pimpedao is the second disciple of the Taiqing Sage of Renjiao. His Taoist name is Changshengzi, and his surname is Chu Mingfeng."

Shen Gongbao, who was standing on the right side, also said with a smile: "Pindao is a disciple of the sage Yuqing, Shen Gongbao."

Bigan was taken aback, stood up quickly, and cupped his hands.

"You are all disciples of the sage, Daoist Chu, you are the second disciple of the sage Taiqing!"

The saint's direct disciples appeared in the Three Emperors period.

In the classics of the human race, several saints who have never appeared have been mentioned many times. As one of the few nobles who can read in this era, Bigan naturally knows about it.

Last time, when Jiang Ziya came, the reason why Bigan valued Jiang Ziya so much was because Jiang Ziya said that he had practiced under Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Bigan, do you know that you have caused a catastrophe!"

Shen Gongbao's words were astonishing.

Bigan was confused by this opening statement.

"Immortal Elder, ordinary people don't know what kind of disaster they have caused."

Shen Gongbao laughed out loud when he heard this.

"Uh"

Bigan was stunned.

Chu Feng looked at Shen Gongbao like a fool, fellow daoist, what are you laughing at, and where is your smile.

Nezha leaned towards Chu Feng subconsciously, keeping a distance from Shen Gongbao who looked abnormal.

(End of this chapter)