Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 119
"Didn't see me... didn't see me... didn't see me..."

Zhou Yixian huddled into a small ball, muttering words, trying to avoid Mo Yuan's sight, but suddenly his shoulders sank, and a familiar voice came from beside him: "Mr. Do you mind if I sit at the same table with you?"

Oops!

Zhou Zhouxian's heart sank, and when he turned his head, he saw a handsome face with a slight smile. The familiar eyebrows and eyes on this face, who else could it be if it wasn't Mo Yuan?

"Hey hey..., so it's you, little friend..."

Zhou Yixian forced a smile on his face, but that smile was uglier than crying. This old liar has always been the one who took advantage of others, but he suffered a big loss at the hands of Mo Yuan.

He still can't forget the past when the kid in front of him hid the knife in his smile, bought and sold by force with the Dragon Slaying Sword, and took two small ingots of gold from him in exchange for the five elements escape method.

"Little friend, you are a high-ranking disciple of Qingyun, a hero of the righteous way, and you look up to the old man. It is really an honor for the old man to sit with the old man. Hurry up, please take a seat."

Although he scolded Mo Yuan bloody in his heart, Zhou Yixian didn't dare to show it on his face. He was very clear in his heart that this kid in front of him was extremely difficult to mess with.

"Old man, we are really destined to meet each other on the coast of the East China Sea."

Mo Yuan smiled, sat down, put the Dragon Slaying Sword on the table, and told the waiter: "Bring up all the signature dishes in your shop, and I will treat this old gentleman well."

"No... no need!"

Zhou Yixian waved his hands hastily, he said: "The old man and his granddaughter are already full, so let's take our leave, now let's take our leave!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled Zhou Xiaohuan and wanted to get up and leave.

Mo Yuan shook his head lightly, and said with a smile: "Why should the old man be so alarmed, I am sincerely entertaining you."

While talking, Mo Yuan's hand gripped the dragon-slaying sword on the table tightly.

Zhou Yixian has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he has very good eyesight. Seeing Mo Yuan grasping the long sword, he immediately sat down again, smiled embarrassingly, and said: "Actually, you can also try some of the signature dishes. Thank you, my friend. It's a good idea."

Zhou Xiaohuan, who was on the side, bit her finger, and said charmingly: "Big brother, do you know my grandpa? Why do you have to invite him to dinner?"

When Zhou Yixian was replaced by Mo Yuan for the Five Elements Escape Method, Zhou Xiaohuan was only about four years old and didn't remember anything.

Looking at the cute and cute appearance of the little girl in front of him, Mo Yuan couldn't help but patted her head lightly, and said gently: "Of course we know each other. Your grandfather and I have been friends for many years. He has helped me a lot. , I naturally want to thank him!"

But this statement is not false. Mo Yuan had already met Immortal Zhou Zhou before he joined the Qingyun Sect. The five-element escape method even allowed him to escape from the ghost king sect. The kindness of the fairy.

"Thank you, I'll be thankful if you don't come to trouble me..." Zhou Yixian muttered softly at the side.

With Mo Yuan's skill, he could hear it clearly, but he just smiled lightly, as if he had never heard it.

The food was brought up in a short time, Mo Yuan had driven a long way, and he was hungry, but just as he was eating, the discussion about the war between good and evil in this restaurant became more and more noisy.

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a businessman said: "I have traveled all over the world, and I have met many masters who have successfully cultivated the Tao. They all praise Qingyun Mountain Qingyun Gate as the number one fairy gate in the world. If the immortals from Qingyunmen make a move, the Righteous Way will definitely win!"

"Extremely great!"

An old scholar wearing a Confucian shirt nodded and said: "When I was young, I went to Tianyin Temple to hear Master Puhong's teachings. He also praised the mysterious magic of Qingyunmen, and even praised the old god of Qingyunmen. No.1 in the world!"

Since Puhong took over as abbot, Tianyin Temple has opened its gates and spread Buddhism widely, and its reputation has spread far and wide, almost everyone in the world knows it.

Everyone in the restaurant nodded their heads in agreement. Inside and outside the words, they all hoped that the righteous way would win and defeat the demon sect. The lives of ordinary and innocent people are sacrificed to practice treasures and practice evil methods.

"Bullshit, bullshit, if you want grandpa to tell you, the righteous way will fail, and the Holy Cult will win!" A hoarse voice came suddenly, and everyone looked up, only to see three old men sitting there.

One is bald and very eye-catching, the other is skinny and covered with bones, like a skeleton, and the other is short and dwarf-like in stature, but looks extremely fierce.

These three old men looked weird, they looked very strange, and there was such a strong hostility around them that people dared not look directly at them.

It was the dwarf-like old man who spoke, and he said with a gloomy face, "This time, my Holy Cult will definitely kill all those who are in the righteous way. That Puhong thief bald and Daoxuan old dog never came to the East China Sea in person. Otherwise, grandpa will tell them to come and go!"

"Hahahaha, Brother Poison is right. I have accumulated a hundred years of holy religion, and my strength is no longer what it used to be. If Daoxuan old dog dares to come here, the ancestor will definitely use all his essence and blood." Let it be sucked dry!" The old man who looked as thin as a skeleton laughed loudly.

They opened their mouths about the holy religion, and shut their mouths about Daoxuan old dogs. Even though most of the people present were mortals, they could tell that most of these people were members of the devil's religion, so everyone shut their mouths and stopped talking.

The bald old man looked around and saw that no one was talking back, he immediately showed contempt and said: "Why, don't you have the guts to say it, what kind of bullshit is right, they are all rats, disciples of Qingyun, and none of them are useful! "

Mo Yuan frowned while listening. He put down the chopsticks in his hand, and reached out to touch the Dragon Slaying Sword on the table.

Seeing this, Zhou Yixian said: "Boy, be careful, don't shoot indiscriminately, these three old men are well-known figures in the Demon Cult, any one of you, the elders of the Qingyun sect, will have a headache when you see them, the three of them joined hands , I'm afraid that apart from Reverend Daoxuan, none of you from Qingyun Sect are opponents!"

This week, Lao Dao can be said to be the most knowledgeable No. 1 in the world of Jade Immortals. Although his words are superficial, he knows a lot about this world. Although these three old devils have not been born for a hundred years, their identities cannot be hidden from his eyes.

Mo Yuan didn't care what he said, grabbed the long sword and was about to make a move, but before he could stand up, a loud shout came from his ear: "Demon Cult monster, utter such wild words, die!"

Then countless golden Buddha lights lit up, but a thin, withered old man jumped up suddenly, and slashed down on the three demon cult thieves at the table there.

A string of light golden rosary beads hung on his palm, exuding extremely pure Buddha light, which gathered into a ten thousand character in front of his palm, and the power contained in it was terrifying.

Based on this Buddha's light and ten thousand characters alone, Mo Yuan can conclude that the old man's cultivation is probably comparable to the masters of Qingyunmen's upper-clear realm.

But facing the menacing palm, the three old men did not show the slightest fear, instead their faces showed disdain...

(End of this chapter)