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Chapter 685: Patriarch Mao Shan is still alive?

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Your sister, is this guy still a human? Even the perverted Taoist priest I met in the underworld could not see this kind of thing. At this moment, Zhou Tong, whose magic power seemed to be longer than Ling Channel, could see through it with his eyes?

He is so awesome, do you know that the head of Maoshan, Wang Zhiming, and Ling Tongzhuanzhu?

The key is that although there is no third person here, he just told my secret so straightforwardly, and wasn't afraid of angering me? Well, although this secret is not shameful.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Zhou Tongyi’s serious guarantee.

I sighed and saw that I really couldn't retreat when I met this terrifyingly smart little man.

The key is, my intuition tells me that this guy is definitely trustworthy and is really unintentional

"I really smelled it?" I was too lazy to pursue something and asked casually.

If he said he saw or felt it, I would be more acceptable. After all, existence such as the Heavenly Eye is not the most strange, or super-strong perception, some practitioners may have it.

But what I smelled was really weird.

"Yes, the ghost seal is a bit smelly, like the smell of a fox, which is frightening." Zhou Tong nodded.

"What about the ghostly aura in me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tong finally hesitated a little. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "It's not fragrant or smelly, it's just a little bit greasy. If you insist on saying something, it may be similar to braised pork, which makes people's index fingers twitch."

I stared at him for a few seconds and was completely defeated. This guy looked very simple, but it made people feel that he was just talking nonsense!

Those disciples from Maoshan stood in front of me. I didn't even feel anything abnormal. This guy actually said that the smell on them was so scented? Damn, the relationship is good, we all have no sense of smell. This ability is absolutely resolute

"Where do you think the entrance to the third floor is?"

I shook my head and decided not to feel unhappy anymore. I took out the Dingtian compass to position it, and asked casually without hope.

“No entrance.”

The plain words made my mouth twitch and I rolled my eyes wildly.

I promise that if the fat man is here, he will definitely fight with this Uncle Zhou. Although he has no intention of showing off, he can easily provoke others' sensitive nerves, especially those of the Fat Man and Ren Shuai.

Unfortunately, the Dingtian compass in my hand is even more strange. It looks like a piece of broken copper and iron at this moment. The correction is so quiet that it remains the same. There is no reaction at all.

"It's useless. The magnetic field of this stone house is a bit strange. The Dingtian compass has failed." Zhou Tong said.

I nodded. This guy is still a Maoshan elder level figure, and his understanding of the Dingtian compass is definitely better than mine.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Nan, the frost on Xiaoxin's body has begun to melt!"

Just when I was confused, someone rushed upstairs. It was the young Taoist priest before, who seemed to be called Xiaotian.

"Let's go and have a look!" Zhou Tong, who was slow to react and photographed, was also excited. It seemed that Maoshan was more caring for Meiliangxin.

I nodded. Compared with this strange stone house, Mei Liangxin is of course more important.

After rushing out of the stone chamber, a shattering sound suddenly came out behind us. The three of us stopped and looked at each other in horror.

In the stone house before, there was clearly no one except the three of us. How could there be a sound?

Holding our breath, we returned to the last stone chamber before, but we saw a crack wide on the ceiling, and our straight and dry hands were stretching out from it.

"boom!"

Another hand stretched out, tearing the crack directly, and thick rocks fell down, and then exposed his head, looking at us with a gentle smile.

Very strong!

This is my first reaction!

"Get back!"

I pushed Xiaotian out and looked nervously at the old zombie who had been dead for many years.

This guy is really strong, and he didn't even take action. The faint breath was above me!

I can't imagine that I'm already considered a good strength among half-step saints. If this old zombie's aura explodes, he will definitely crush me directly. At least he must be the peak strength of a half-step saint.

Even if Yu Wei and I combined, we would not be his opponent if we did not stimulate our soul potential.

"Master Master?" Zhou Tong was already facing a great enemy, but when the old zombie jumped down, he was stunned.

"Tashizu?"

I was covered in black lines. No wonder this old zombie was wearing a Taoist robe. Although the robe was almost pink, it was still a pure Taoist dress after all. Unexpectedly, this was the legendary ancestor who had been dead for more than 50 years?

Damn, how could the head of Maoshan Qianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqianqi

"What!" Xiaotian was also shocked. This guy could stuff a goose egg into his mouth. He looked at his uncle and the old zombie in a dumbfounded state, completely unbelievable.

"Uncle Master, are you sure you admit it right? Why did the ancestor's body become like this?"

"I have seen the portrait of the ancestor countless times since I was a child. How could I admit my mistake? This is our ancestor."

Zhou Tong's expression was a bit weird, obviously he couldn't accept it even when he was time. After all, Maoshan is a righteous sect that subdued demons and eliminated demons and killed corpses. The dignified Maoshan ancestor turned into a zombie after his death. He was stubborn and could not believe it at all.

"Hmph, you're so rude at such a young age!"

Well, Xiaotian was actually scolded by the old zombie. He looked at Yi's serious face, just like an old zombie who taught his juniors a lesson. I was completely drunk.

What kind of plane is Maoshan doing? Now, is this ancestor considered an enemy or a friend?

Although I think this guy's current state is very strange, if he really still preserves the Maoshan ancestor's thoughts, I would breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ahem!"

It was another coughing sound, and a dirt-faced old face emerged from the crack and looked at us awkwardly.

My forehead is full of blue veins, and I am another strong man!

Your sister, didn’t you say that the half-step saint is already considered to be the peak in the world of the world? What happened to two Taoist priests who are suspected to be the peak of the half-step saint?

"Master!"

Zhou Tong was surprised and saw the old man jumping down and rushed over.

"Hehe, it's Tong'er, she's so big." Master Maoshan gently stroked Zhou Tong's head, with a kind face.

Is he really the Master Maoshan?

My mouth twitched wildly. Although this old man was embarrassed, he was wearing a standard Taoist robe. If he cleaned it, he would definitely be more fairy-like than Wang Zhiming.

"Hmph, this is the apprentice handed over by the bastard, why is this bear-like look?" The old zombie, no, the Maoshan ancestor looked at Zhou Tong and Xiaotian in dissatisfaction.

I turned around and ran away in pain. Since the living ancestors appeared, I think Zhou Tong and Xiaotian would not be in danger. Mei Liangxin didn't know what was going on, so I had to go and take a look.
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