Chapter 505

Xiaoyao temple is famous, and no one knows it.

It has become the most perfect stepping stone, let ah Jiu successfully from practicing martial arts to cultivating immortals.

As one of the major branches of Taoism, XiaoYaoGuan has an extraordinary position in the field of supernatural, but such an existence was picked up by a 15-year-old boy.

A tree has a skin and a man a face.

The plaque is the face and dignity of zongmen. Now, the dignity of Xiaoyao temple has been trampled on the ground and become the laughing stock of many people.

People in the ancient martial arts circles who were hostile to ah Jiu could not help but gloat. It turned out that it was not that we were weak, but that the enemy was too strong to fight, let alone US martial arts practitioners.

People's ideas are really wonderful.

They used to gnash their teeth at ah Jiu, but now they secretly cheer on him, hoping that he will continue to work hard and beat all the Taoists.

At this time, the second challenge came.

Goal: Qingcheng temple.

This time, without Dirk's phone call, the boxers spontaneously went to cheer up. Although ah Jiu made many sects look disgraced, it is undeniable that his native Chinese, the last disciple of the lingxu sect, practiced the ancient boxing method husha Sutra.

No matter from which point of view, he is a member of the ancient martial arts.

The ancient martial arts world challenges daomen. As a colleague, you have to support it.

In addition to this, people also want to see how powerful Hu Sha Scripture is.

More than 1000 people appeared at the gate of Qingcheng temple, accompanied by fans and reporters.

The main gate of the Taoist temple opened slowly. Han Liqing, the master of the Taoist temple, appeared in front of the gate with his disciples. When he saw the dark crowd, he could not help frowning,

"So many people!"

Cheng Lin, the great apprentice, said in a deep voice, "the other side is well prepared. I'm afraid this fight can't be avoided."

Han Liqing is silent. Qingcheng Guan is good at opening the arena, expelling ghosts and evil spirits. He is not proficient in martial arts. Facing ordinary opponents, he is naturally not afraid. Ah Jiu is not good at it.

Husha Sutra!

Han Liqing said to his apprentice without a sigh,

"Go ahead. It's important to protect your life. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose."

Cheng Lin said in a loud voice,

"Don't worry, master. I will never lose or die."

With that, he strode forward. Three minutes later, ah Jiu came down the mountain carrying a plaque engraved with "Qingcheng Temple" among the cheers of countless people, leaving Cheng Lin and a group of Taoist priests with complicated looks.

"Is this the husha Sutra?"

"No wonder it's called a wonderful book that can keep pace with tianshice."

Han Liqing shakes his head. Hu Xiao and Sha Qi Rao are highly cultivated. He is also shocked. With the fighting power shown by the youth, there may not be any young Taoist disciples who can compete with him.

The sky is changing!

After defeating Qingcheng temple, ah Jiu kept on going to other places. He broke through four temples in seven days and became the first person in Wumen.

Some people even call him number one in the world.

This series of actions ignited the enthusiasm of the people, and made him have a large number of fanatical followers. Some even came to the door with heavy gifts to worship the 15-year-old ah Jiu as a teacher.

The youth scenery is infinite, but the Taoist schools are on pins and needles.

They are used to being detached from others. They have not been challenged for hundreds of years. When they meet such a hunjianglong, they really don't know how to deal with it.

Ah Jiu is very strong, but in the eyes of the senior Taoist, it's nothing. The problem is his seniority. Ah Jiu is only 15 years old. They have passed their prime of life. A gray haired old man bullies the brawny boy. He wins and loses even more humiliating.

In a southern province, after talking to the new baiyun temple leader by phone, Zhang Ruochen can only turn to the special affairs department to investigate Luke's whereabouts with the help of the above relationship.

After finding his place, he started immediately and finally arrived at Luke's hotel before dawn.

One night, the old Taoist priest was hungry and tired. Thinking of the current situation, he had to bear it. He used his ID to find ah Jiu who was having breakfast through security.

As always, teenagers can eat 20 steamed buns filled with leek and pork, a plate of vegetable salad and two bottles of milk. After eating and drinking enough, they practice boxing in the open space.

Zhang Ruochen looked at him with a complicated face. Before that, he had never thought that this silly boy with a missing string in his head would become a popular figure.

It was Luke Shaw who created all this.

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and stepped forward,

"Mr. Xiao, I have found you."

Luke pointed to the empty chair,

"Have you had breakfast yet? Shall I ask the chef to prepare some?"

Gollum!

His stomach barked out of season. Luke gave a smile and said hello to the chef nearby,

"Prepare a southern breakfast."

Zhang Ruochen's face was full of embarrassment and he wanted to refuse. He couldn't bear the protest and could only keep silent.

Luke took a sip of the juice and laughed,

"What can Taoist Zhang do for me?"

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a few seconds and said slowly,

"To be honest, I'm here on behalf of daomen. If you have any conditions, please don't make such jokes any more."

A joke?

Luke was stunned. "I don't think it's a joke." Then pointed to the side of ah Jiu, "see, he is full of energy, determined to become the first in the world."

"Come on, people don't know what's going on, but I can't know. Ah Jiu just came out of the mountain and doesn't know the world at all. You arranged everything he did."

"You let him challenge the ancient martial arts world, and then go to challenge daomen. What do you want to do?"

"I want to cultivate a God."

Luke shrugged. "Don't you think he has the potential to be a warrior?"

"You..."

Zhang Ruochen was angry in his heart and said harshly,

"If you cultivate him, you should step on everyone under your feet. What's good for you?"

"Taoist Zhang is also a layman!"

Luke shook his head slightly. "Well, let's not say that. What's the matter with Taoist priest today? If it's just for these reasons, it's unnecessary. The world has changed. The 21st century is not an era of closing the door and living a small life. People should learn to look forward."

The smile on Zhang Ruochen's face disappeared, his eyes were calm, and he was still staring at Luke,

"You've seen the martial uncle. You should understand that if we really want to deal with him, he can't hold on at all."

Luke laughed,

"Ah Jiu is only 15 years old, and he has been studying husha Sutra for only half a month. How can he be the opponent of Taoist elders? Of course, if you can really give up your face and send your 60-70-year-old grandfather to fight with him, I have nothing to say."

"The road to becoming a martial god is tortuous. If it is smooth sailing, it may not be a good thing."

Zhang Ruochen

"You're going to eat us, aren't you?"

Lukeway sighed, "a challenge scares you like this. Don't you have any more powerful young disciples?"

"Well, I'll give you an idea."