Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Ah."

"Teacher, could you see if you could tie these guys up?"

Jingming held a candied hawthorn stick, chewing it as he spoke softly.

"No problem, but we need to find a quiet place first."

Wang Yaozu bowed, like a servant attending to someone.

"Okay, let's go then."

Upon hearing Wang Yaozu's words, Jingming nodded slightly.

"Butler, I need to go over there!!"

With her head tilted back and her finger outstretched, Jingming called out in a childish voice.

"Alright, young master, I'll take you there right away."

Seeing that Jobs and the others were approaching, Wang Yaozu took Jingming's hand and walked away into the distance.

"Oh, we should have called out to them."

Watching Jingming walk away, Jobs said with a hint of distress.

“No, we should follow them. The child’s family should also receive the Lord’s blessing.”

John shook his head and said with a smile.

“You’re right, John!”

Upon hearing the missionary's words, Jobs' eyes lit up, and he continued to chase after Jingming and Wang Yaozu.

It seems that Wang Yaozu always manages to maintain a distance that is neither too close nor too far because he does this kind of thing so often.

They stayed within the two men's sight, and they couldn't be caught by these people.

After wandering around the dock for half an hour, Wang Yaozu led Jingming into an alley.

"This place should be their home."

Jobs and John, who had been kept in suspense for half an hour, breathed a sigh of relief.

This old man from the East is really good at walking!

They exchanged a glance, straightened their clothes, and eagerly walked into the alley.

Ok?

A strange fragrance wafted into their nostrils.

After a moment of mental confusion, the two lost consciousness.

"There are a few more foreigners; subdue them all."

Jingming spoke softly.

Then, the eyes of the people in the alley all turned to Wang Yaozu.

"Listen to my apprentice!"

Wang Yaozu glanced at the group of people and then spoke directly.

"to make."

Hearing Wang Yaozu's words, the others smiled and replied.

After laughing, the group walked out of the alley.

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Chapter 60 Foreigners, Should We Try Killing Them?

A fragrant aroma wafted along the alleyway in all directions.

Soon, the foreigners loitering at the alley entrance inside the station also smelled this aroma.

They didn't pay any attention to it.

They had never smelled anything in a wealthy lady's house.

thump! !

Before they could react, the foreigners fainted.

Then several figures emerged from the alley and quickly dragged the people inside.

"Old Wang, when did you take on your apprentice?"

Why don't you tell us about it?

"Come on, call me 'Uncle-Master' and let me hear it."

"If you serve your martial uncle well, I'll pass on some real skills to you one day."

One of the burly men squatted down and was about to press down on Jingming's head.

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

[Tiger's Might!]

Jingming and Wang Yaozu both let out a cold snort at the same time. The difference was that Jingming had a tiger-like aura about him!

Roar! !

The burly man was the first to be hit; his eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The faces of the others also turned deathly pale in an instant.

With Liu Bai's spirit combined with [Tiger's Might], Jingming didn't know his current level, but he was very strong.

Drizzle!

One of the men, dressed in a disheveled Taoist priest's robes, let out a shrill cry.

"Old Wang, is this your apprentice? When did you acquire supernatural abilities?"

The disheveled Taoist priest plopped down on the ground, panting heavily as he spoke.

Just in case, the Yellow Immortal he had invited into his body was immediately frightened away by a beastly roar.

Wang Yaozu stared blankly at Jingming, not having a chance to answer the slovenly Taoist's question.

That night, he was mainly on guard against the sudden appearance of the president of the Medicine Immortal Society.

The specific abilities of Jingming are not clear.

"It's just that I killed a man-eating tiger a few days ago and captured its soul."

Jingming looked at everyone and shook his head slightly.

"Good lad, you're really brave. You killed a tiger at the age of six. In a few days, won't you be slaying dragons at sea?"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, a young woman with a blue and white headscarf wrapped around her head spoke, panting.

They were from the Quanxing sect, so naturally they knew about the man-eating tiger that was being talked about.

Moreover, in their mouths, this incident was described as a tiger demon that brought calamity to Fuzhou City.

Unexpectedly, the tiger demon was real, and it was even killed by this six-year-old boy.

She can even kill a large insect; no wonder the long snake in her basket is trembling.

"You flatter me. The word 'dragon slaying' is not to be used."

Jingming shook his head slightly, then looked at the big man.

At this moment, the big man had already gotten up from the ground, clutching his head.

"I'll need your help with the rest of the work."

Jingming smiled at the other person, and then walked to the side.

Upon hearing this, the bald, burly man involuntarily shrank his neck.

If that child had been a righteous person, he would probably have been beheaded by now.

"know."

After sitting on the ground to relieve the pressure from earlier, the bald, burly man grinned at Jingming, forced a smile, and then got up and walked towards the foreigners.

They're not good at doing good deeds, but they're very good at ruining people.

Especially towards foreign devils.

First, she sealed off their meridians, restricting the Qi within these people. Then, the woman in the headscarf summoned several colorful snakes from the basket.

On the other side, the slovenly Taoist priest also summoned several yellow spirits.

A man in a suit took out several syringes from his sleeve.

Then, the foreigners were woken up by the bald, burly man rubbing his hands together in anticipation.