Live fortune telling: Thunder magic? I really don’t know how to do it!

Chapter 168: The Taoist sect is shocked! Killing the Buddhist sect? !

Jin Ping'er felt like she was dreaming.

She opened her watery eyes in a daze.

He just blinked and looked at Zhang Yunxiao, then looked at the shadow of Qinghe Sword Immortal beside him.

Uh……

what happened?

Why did this Hedao boss suddenly take the oath?

Shouldn't he use his great power of Hedao to pry open his mouth and make him tell the various secrets of Buddhism?

Oh--

They want me to tell the truth about the death of 'Shi Jian', my grandfather?
I see……

and many more!

So, everything that Taoist Zhang said before is true?

Do I... really have such a strong backer?

Jin Ping'er blinked.

She suddenly felt that life seemed a little unreal.

Am I really a second generation?
No, that's not right!

It should be three generations, right?
Are there assets from my ancestors in Maoshan waiting for me to inherit?
Various thoughts emerged in Jin Ping'er's mind, making her look a little silly and cute.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yunxiao did not urge him.

Qinghe Sword Immortal did not continue speaking.

"Shh-"

At this moment, another shadow appeared in front of Zhang Yunxiao.

It was an old man in a purple robe, with a little excitement in his eyes. As soon as he appeared, he shouted loudly:
"Where is it?!"

"Junior Brother Qinghe, where is the last bloodline of my Uncle Shi Jian?!"

Seeing this scene, Qinghe Sword Immortal cast a spell.

The great power of the Hedao realm allows the three parties to communicate face to face.

"what?!"

The moment he saw Jin Ping'er, Maoshan's current head master, Xuan Ning Zhenren, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

After a moment, his eyes seemed to see through everything, with a little excitement flashing in his eyes, and he said:
"Not bad!"

"He is the descendant of Uncle Shi Jian's bloodline..."

"call out!"

Just at this moment, several figures flashed by.

Several purple-robed elders appeared in front of Zhang Yunxiao and Jin Ping'er. They gently pushed the current head of Maoshan to the back.

"Let me see! Let me see!"

"My disciple Shi Jian's blood relatives? Where are they?!"

"Don't push, don't push! Shi Jian was also my disciple..."

"Bullshit, Shi Jian is obviously my disciple!"

"Stop making noise, stop making noise!"

Looking at the purple-robed old men quarreling in front of her, Jin Ping'er couldn't help but be stunned.

what does it mean?

What does this mean?

She knew the Xuan Ning Zhenren from before. He was indeed the head of Maoshan. What about these old men in front of her? !

What is your identity?
Jin Ping'er took a quick look at the purple robes they were wearing.

Could it be that they are all the ancestors of Maoshan?
Jin Ping'er couldn't help swallowing.

Is this Taoism?

It’s just a sect, but there are so many... immortals?

bah bah bah!
What is this immortal thing?

This girl will be my supporter from now on!

Jin Ping'er was overjoyed.

Judging from what just happened.

She! Jin Ping Er! Coming soon!

Stand up!!
Go to hell with Buddhism!

"Come here, child, let me introduce you."

At this time, the Maoshan head master Xuanning Zhenren, who had been squeezed for a long time, finally squeezed out from the gap between the ancestors.

As the youngest, he was naturally responsible for introducing everyone present:

"This is the Great Patriarch of Maoshan, who was responsible for teaching your grandfather the Thunder Method; this is the Second Patriarch of Maoshan, who was responsible for teaching your grandfather how to practice; this is the Third Patriarch of Maoshan, who was responsible for teaching your grandfather..."

Summarize it in one sentence.

These are all your backers!
"Finally, let me introduce myself to you..."

Xuan Ning Zhenren said with a smile: "I am Xuan Ning, the current headmaster of Maoshan Sect. My cultivation level is barely at the level of 'Lianxu Hedao'. You can call me -"

"Uncle Xuan Ning."

Maoshan?

What the hell is Maoshan!
That's my fucking home!
What? Who do you think the founder of Mount Mao is to me?

Great-great-grandfather, second-great-grandfather, third-great-grandfather, fourth-great-grandfather...

Finally, on——

My uncle the headmaster!

……

Jin Ping'er blinked her eyes.

She looked at Zhang Yunxiao beside her eagerly, as if to say -

So you didn't lie to me?
Jin Ping'er couldn't help but move closer to Zhang Yunxiao.

In front of a bunch of Hedao bosses, only Zhang Yunxiao could give her a sense of security.

After all, everything right now is a little unrealistic...

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yunxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Do you believe what I say now?

But let’s be honest…

Zhang Yunxiao was still somewhat envious of Jin Ping'er's background.

The entire Maoshan!
The entire Maoshan is her support!
This is unique in the entire Dao sect, right? Zhang Yunxiao shook his head slightly and didn't think about it.

He looked at Jin Ping'er beside him and encouraged her, "Don't worry, speak boldly. I have protected your sea of consciousness with a magic treasure. The restrictions that Buddhism has planted in your body will not harm you..."

Hearing this, Jin Ping'er didn't say anything.

Several purple-robed phantoms on the side immediately became unwilling.

"What? Those Buddhist monks actually dared to plant restrictions in the bodies of people from Maoshan?!"

"How can this be tolerated?!"

Several hot-tempered ancestors couldn't help themselves immediately.

"Alright, alright, let's first clarify Jian'er's death. Xiao Xuanning... go get Fengjiao over here."

One of the ancestors spoke.

"Yes!"

The current head of Maoshan, Xuanning Zhenren, has the lowest seniority.

So I can only act as an errand boy here...

Soon, a middle-aged Taoist with a deathly pale face and haggard eyes appeared in front of everyone.

The moment Lin Fengjiao appeared.

His eyes turned to Jin Ping'er.

"No doubt about it! This is the bloodline of our senior brother!"

Lin Fengjiao murmured.

Seeing this scene, Master Xuan Ning was quick to introduce:

"Child, this is your grandfather's junior fellow apprentice, his last name is Lin... Jiu."

"You can call him Grandpa Nine."

……

Jin Ping'er shrank her neck.

Faced with what she saw, she really couldn't believe it and didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Zhang Yunxiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

He signaled Jin Ping'er with his eyes and asked, "Weren't you very good at practicing when you seduced me just now?"

Hurry up!

Now that the real boss is here, why don’t you start the rehearsal quickly?

You know, crying children get candy...

Seeing this scene, Jin Ping'er was slightly stunned.

She took a deep breath and burst into tears on the spot.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

"Grandpa Jiu, I'm suffering..."

"When my grandmother left my grandfather, she was pregnant with my mother. Later, my mother died not long after giving birth to me, leaving me alone in that dark corner of Buddhism... Woohoo!"

"I don't have enough to eat and I don't have a warm sleep every day!"

As she spoke, Jin Ping'er cried louder and louder.

She seemed to be moved, and told all the grievances she had suffered over the years:
"Over the years, I have suffered a lot of injustice in Buddhism."

"They force me to do things I don't want to do every day, and train me to become some kind of goddess of six desires. Now they force me to seduce people from our Taoist sect..."

Upon hearing this, several purple-robed ancestors immediately became furious!
"This is unreasonable! This is simply unreasonable!"

"Buddhism!"

"You are bullying others too much!!!"

Jin Ping'er is still continuing to reveal information.

"My grandmother and grandfather were actually truly in love. My grandmother once told my mother that my grandfather had already cultivated the characteristics of thunder magic. With his extremely strong and fierce attributes, there was no way he could be bewitched by her."

"Later, the Buddhists discovered this matter."

"They forced my grandmother to kill my grandfather, but she didn't want to..."

"Then, they captured my grandmother and sent a man called 'Happy Buddha' to secretly kill my grandfather."

"..."

Jin Ping'er said a lot in one breath.

Her fair face was covered with tears.

It doesn't seem like an act.

Maybe the more I talk about it, the more uncomfortable I feel?

Zhang Yunxiao looked at her with pity, then took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

Jin Ping'er took it without even looking at it.

Keep crying.

At this moment, several ancestors of Maoshan were furious.