"Ha ha……"

"These famous and upright bastards do have a lot of good things on them!"

Just as the masters of various sects confronted the golden corpse, a pale but fat Taoist priest on Junshan covered with fog, walked through the crowd lying on the ground and laughed.

"Wei Zhongxian is such a good eunuch. This time I asked my devil master to cooperate with him, so I should make a fortune!"

While muttering, he found some things from the crowd lying on the ground. Judging from his hands movements and the bulging bags, he obviously gained a lot.

"Rainbow Practice, Ruyi Bag, Pear Blossom Needle--"

"I am worthy of being a junior of Master Miaoying. There are so many magic weapons on my body!"

Three magic weapons were found from Fang Zizhen. This chubby Taoist priest couldn't help but hesitate. Although Master Miaoying was a female nun, he had a very strong temper. Thinking of the strong man she killed in the world, the fat Taoist priest was worried that he would be chased to death after taking away her juniors' things.

So after thinking about it, the fat Taoist priest kept the colorful rainbow and the self-defense pear blossom needle for Fang Zizhen. Only the Ruyi bag in his opponent was a little reluctant to leave:

"My Lord Dao is the leader of a sect, and there is no Ruyi bag for storage."

"You fake nun's pocket, you should respect Daoist!"

He was not willing to leave the Ruyi bag to Fang Zizhen. The fat Taoist priest put all the things in the cloth bag in his hand. Then he plundered Cheng Shi, Cheng Guo and others one by one.

"The monk from Shaolin Temple doesn't have many good things on him."

"The Taoist priests of the Wudang Sect are quite basic."

"Huashan Sect, Kongtong Sect, Qingcheng Sect..."

While commenting, he plundered the collection of these geniuses. When the fat Taoist priest was plundering Fu Qingzhu, he encountered obstacles:

"Hey! The Ecstasy Smoke!"

"This kid from Chunqiu Valley actually plays with me in smoke!"

He casually fanned the ecstasy smoke released by Master Fu Qing, and the fat Taoist priest knocked on his head again, completely knocking Master Fu Qing unconscious. Then he searched for a moment, and took stock of the gains from Master Fu Qing, and was a little overjoyed:

"Hundred Medicine Sacrifices, Hundred Herbs Pills, Creation Pills..."

"Good! There are actually three drops of unrefined dew of fortune. Chunqiu Valley really values ​​him!"

As he said this, the fat Taoist priest had no scruples about Chunqiu Valley and put away all these rare spiritual medicines.

Then, he walked to the arena where Zhu Huijing and Kou Shanzi fought.

"Don't touch her, or you will regret it!"

Zhu Huijing used the foxtail whip during the dragon boat race. The Taoist priest obviously saw it. Just as he was about to go and plunder, a sound suddenly sounded in the fat Taoist priest's ear.

"who?"

Looking around vigilantly, the fat Taoist priest really didn't expect that someone was still not intoxicated under the smoke of the drunk dragon grass. Thinking of this, he, who had always been cautious, began to carefully investigate to see who was hiding around him.

“Who is it?”

"The masters on Junshan are all fascinated by me!"

Most of the masters who participated in the Junshan Martial Arts Association were on Yueyang Tower. Even if a few of them were guarding Junshan, they had all been brought down under the target of the fat Taoist priest.

So at this time, the fat Taoist priest most suspected was the master near Junshan. After discovering the smoke here, he had already rushed over!

"A person who is wise does not do secret things. This friend in the dark, please show up!"

Pretending to have discovered the other party, the fat Taoist pretended to be mysterious and imaginary Taoism.

This is a common trick used in the world. The fat Taoist priest thought it would not work. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, an old man with gray hair slowly emerged from the smoke beside him.

However, after Lu Guangyao found the smoke, he was worried that the "Fu Jing" who was suspected of Princess Suiping would be hurt, so he hurried over to check what was going on.

I don’t know that the fat Taoist priest was cheating him, but Lu Guangyao only showed a little trace when he was resisting the smoke. At this time, he looked at the fat Taoist priest who was only about thirty years old and frowned and said:

"My master of Xuanyin Sect, I have never heard of you!"

"I wonder what should you and Mingyin call me?"

Unexpectedly, someone lurked not far from him. The fat Taoist priest suppressed his heart and said calmly:

"That old Taoist in Mingyin, please barely be my master."

"As for me, hum..."

After humming a few times, the fat Taoist priest said to Lu Guangyao:

"Just call me Jueyin!"

"Jueyin!" As he muttered this name, he looked at the age of the fat Taoist priest. Lu Guangyao looked solemn, nodded slightly, and said:

"It seems that you were once the Nine Yin Jue Zhi!"

"That old ghost in Mingyin has indeed accepted a good disciple!"

If you can become a master at around thirty, the fat Taoist priest's talent must be extraordinary. When Lu Guangyao thought of his name, he added the guess of the Nine Yin Jue Mai to him.

He did not admit this, but did not deny it. Pointing to "Fu Jing" on the ground, Jue** said:

"This person's identity shouldn't be simple, right?"

"Otherwise, you old guy, won't show up easily!"

After laughing, Lu Guangyao's heart was a sudden shock. Although he did not fully confirm the identity of "Fu Jing", he had already confirmed three or four points after observing the people who met martial arts in Junshan. Thinking that the Xuanyin Sect was founded by Emperor Jianwen, Lu Guangyao was worried that this fat Taoist priest would use her to threaten him after knowing the identity of "Fu Jing".

So, he could only squint his eyes and said to Jue**shi:

"I am just a junior, and my identity is a bit valuable."

"But it's useless to you!"

"I wonder if I want to compete with me or let this person go?"

"Haha! Of course..." A loud laughter, Jue**'s chubby face said tremblingly:

"Compet with you!"

A small silver needle followed the sound and headed straight to Lu Guangyao's face.

After a "ding" sound, a shield appeared in Lu Guangyao's hand, blocking the silver needle, and said with a pale face:

"Okay! OK! OK!"

"It seems that the eldest son is determined to meet me!"

"I wonder how long your golden corpse can keep them!"

He waved his shield with his left hand, took out another iron chain with his right hand, and had already started fighting with the chubby clerk.

Both of them are masters. Although Lu Guangyao's combat power is poor, he will not be defeated with the help of two magical weapons. On the contrary, the sound of the two fighting is heard from Junshan, the masters on the Yueyang Tower were all a little surprised.

"Someone is fighting on Junshan!"

"Everyone is entangled with the golden corpse and divide a few people to Junshan!"

After a little stunned, Xiang Ming, the head of the Fenglei Sect, said. Then he and several masters of the Fenglei Sect, took the lead in meeting the Golden Corpse. The masters of other sects also came forward.
Chapter completed!