Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"That's the leader of the Quanxing Sect!"

"Does Brother Yang perhaps think that someone who can fight this demon to such an extent is a kind soul?!"

The Zhengyi faction members looked at the Maoshan faction members with disdain and said.

"This"

"Who knows if this Quanxing sorcerer has taken over the child's body or something like that?"

"The Taoist brothers of Maoshan know this better than anyone else."

The Zhengyi faction spoke again.

Most people with some Taoist skills or minor tricks will use the name of Maoshan to gain fame, which is the origin of the name "Wild Maoshan".

And in this wild Maoshan, there are also many spells that allow the intermediate state to possess a human body.

Among them, there are quite a few wild Maoshan people who are mixed up with the whole.

It is likely that most of the wild Maoshan sects are single-lineage sects, with their practices passed down through families.

If an elder in the family dies or is excessively spoiled, once they go astray, they can only go further and further down that wrong path!

"this."

Upon hearing what Zheng Yi's men said, Yang Hong couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly.

Although this matter has nothing to do with Maoshan, strictly speaking, it is related to them.

"Brother Yang, there's no need for that. We know the whole story."

"After all, the people of Yemaoshan also need to eat and live, don't they?"

"Brother Wang is right."

Yang Hong nodded, but still maintained his disagreement.

"We may agree, but they will not."

As Yang Hong spoke, he pointed in a direction.

There, chopsticks floated around Wang Yaozu, and several weasel-like spirits hovered around Zeng Chen. The cloth covering Lan Gu's basket was slightly undulating.

Clearly, they are poised and ready to strike at any moment.

"They won't let us bring down the lightning."

"Hehehe, gentlemen, do you not acknowledge our sect leader's strength?"

Zeng Chen, at Wang Yaozu's nod, came to the front of the crowd and grinned as he spoke sarcastically.

The battle at Jingming was raging fiercely; how could they possibly let their guard down?

When the Shenxiao Sect members took out that talisman, their eyes never left this spot.

With them around, do these people still think they can resort to underhanded tactics?

impossible!

They are the ancestors of all evil people!

"Zeng Chen, if I were you, I should commit suicide to atone for my sins and comfort your father's spirit in heaven!"

Looking at Zeng Chen in front of him, Yang Hong's face was ashen.

"Hehehe, this is none of your concern, Maoshan."

“Although we keep saying we’re from Maoshan, I don’t take it seriously, and you shouldn’t either.”

Zeng Chen waved his hand dismissively and said.

The two whiskers below his nose twitched, conveying a strong sense of mockery.

These so-called righteous sects are really arrogant. Who do they think they are?

"you!"

Seeing Zeng Chen's words and expression, Yang Hong became furious. The whisk in his hand seemed to explode, with each strand of the horsetail filled with qi!

"What, Master Yang, are you going to make a move?"

"This humble Taoist priest will gladly oblige!"

Zeng Chen grinned, and his eyes unconsciously transformed into the beastly pupils of a weasel!

"Heh, if it were before, would I have bothered wasting time talking nonsense with you?"

Seeing Zeng Chen use words to suppress these people, Liu Mang, who was lying on the ground, also started to mock them.

Then Liu Mang glanced at Jingming, who was fighting with Zhang Chengfeng.

"Damn it, if it weren't for this kid, would I be stuck on the ground like this?"

Liu Mang muttered something under his breath.

He couldn't defeat Liu Hou head-on, so he had to resort to underhanded tactics.

Putting everything else aside, there are more than a dozen of them here. If they all attacked together, wouldn't they be able to kill Liu Hou?

"This kid should just get killed by this demon."

Liu Mang muttered to himself again.

Snapped!

A crisp sound rang in everyone's ears.

"If you keep talking about my disciple like that, I'll flip your internal organs over!"

Liu Mang had just finished muttering when Wang Yaozu slapped him across the face.

Although what Wang Yaozu did was considered beneath contempt by the neurotic and deranged Quanxing gang, he still had a temper.

"Um, I was wrong, please don't be angry, and don't tell the sect leader later."

Upon hearing Wang Yaozu's words, Liu Mang trembled slightly and immediately begged for mercy.

Ever since the Jingming Society started using "thunder and lightning," Liu Mang has been given electrotherapy almost every day!

If it weren't for the fact that it could increase the strength of Iron Shirt, he would have quit long ago.

However, daily electrotherapy is just too painful!

Especially in this form, electrotherapy and strength enhancement come together, like a carrot and stick approach.

It's almost made me sick!

"Humph."

After glancing at the perverted expression on Liu Mang's long face, Wang Yaozu let out a cold snort of venting, and then looked at Maoshan Zhengyi and the others.

"As the leader of the Quanxing Sect, my disciple will handle the disrespect shown by his disciples. You need not trouble yourselves with these matters."

“I know there are many of you, just like there were many of us from the Quanxing Sect back then.”

"Even though we don't like each other, I could have easily yelled and fought you back then."

After saying this, Wang Yaozu glanced at Liu Mang lying on the ground, then turned and left.

As Jingming had said before, one must bear one's own karma.

"No, Lao Wang, are you serious? Take me with you!"

Seeing Wang Yaozu and Zeng Chen turn around cleanly and decisively, Liu Mang couldn't help but howl.

Xu Jing of Shenxiao and Yang Hong of Maoshan exchanged glances, unsure of what to do.

Is this Quanxing?

If this were truly Quanxing, they would probably be eager to see more chaos and would be hoping to blow up their sect leader and Zhang Chengfeng together.

Then Quanxing and the righteous path went to war.

"To fry or not to fry?"

Xu Jing blinked, suddenly unsure of what to do.

Boom! !

Meanwhile, the battle between Jingming and Zhang Chengfeng had also reached a fever pitch.

Jingming's three-headed, six-armed body versus Zhang Chengfeng's Gengxing Vajra body.

It was a clash of titans, a battle of strength against strength—a truly exhilarating contest.

"Almost, just a little bit more."

"I feel like I can go even further!"

"That old bastard lied to me, there's another layer on top!"

"You help me succeed, and I'll help you establish yourself!"

Zhang Chengfeng's eyes gleamed with a fierce light as he shouted wildly.

"Okay."

Jingming grinned, and flames engulfed Zhang Chengfeng.