Wu Shizhen was already drenched in sweat. He panted as he replied, "My father was originally a hermit at Mount Longhu's Alchemy Cliff. Later, he achieved great success in alchemy and went down the mountain to pray for help. He met Heavenly Lord Wang at the Yangtze River. Heavenly Lord Wang saw that my father's Dao heart was pure, so he gave him the Great Dao of Divine Lightning, which could enslave 36 ghosts and gods. He then went to the 22nd Grotto-Heaven of the Whitewater Hound Daoist Sect and helped an old woman who was seriously ill. Only then did he know that she was the Mother of Lightning. He gave my father the Divine Firmament Five Lightnings Heavenly Book, which could summon thunder and lightning with a wave of his hand. My father received the Mandate of Heaven and was enlightened. He saw ghosts and gods, chanted spells, and commanded thunder and lightning to chase after evil demons! He was fortunate enough to be summoned by His Majesty, who was very pleased and conferred him the title of Prince of Qingcheng. "
Hsu Fengnian was a little shocked. Although Wu Shizhen was panting like a bull, he was very familiar with his speech. It was obvious that he had recited it countless times.
Wei Shuyang smiled slightly and did not comment. As a Daoist priest, how could he not know about the legends of immortals? For example, Mount Longhu and Mount Wudang, other than the founding ancestors, they also needed to borrow the power of ghosts and gods to strengthen their reputation. How could any Heavenly Master or Sect Master meet an immortal when he went out? People would laugh their heads off if they heard about it!
Jiang Ni, who had poked his head out of the curtain and heard all this, believed it without a doubt. As for Wu Shizhen, he did not even look at him carefully. He did not know how he looked or how he was like.
The old God of Swords, Li Chungang, lowered his head and smelled the smell of his feet. He seemed to be disgusted by his own stench. He raised his head and waved his hand. "Don't listen to the nonsense of this overindulgent Daoist. It's all lies."
Jiang Ni was very respectful toward immortals and Buddhas. He said nervously, "Don't talk nonsense. We're not far from Qingyang Palace. Be careful of lightning!"
The old man laughed. "So what if it does? This Old Man will shatter it with one sword."
Jiang Ni, who was on tenterhooks, said angrily, "Will you die if you don't brag? Will you die!? "
The old man laughed... "Don't worry, listen. Hsu Fengnian that brat. How would he let this little Daoist priest's endless bragging?"
As expected, Xu Fengnian was like a reckless and ignorant hothead who came from a wealthy family. He exposed the truth and slapped his face hard. "Who knows if your old man, Wu Lingsu, has met that Fire Master or Lightning Goddess. Wu Lingsu can boast however he wants. But I heard that Wu Lingsu came up with a book called Shenxiao's Spiritual Treasure Sutra, wanting to cut ties with Mount Longhu and Zhengyi School and establish his own sect in Mount Qingcheng, a place with good Fengshui. However, there were very few followers. Later, someone recommended Wu Lingsu, saying that your father's Taoist skills were sparse, but his bedroom skills were superb. So, he was called to the palace by His Majesty. Your father was also tactful. He gave him elixirs and secret manuals, and even flattered him. He said that there were nine clouds in the sky, and Shenxiao was the highest. The head of Shenxiao was the eldest son of the Jade Emperor, who was the reincarnation of the current Emperor. His flattery was a bit good, but it was said that several Taoist ancestral halls in Mount Longhu and Wudang all scolded your father, Wu Lingsu, as Great Ox Wu. Even Prince Qingcheng, who occupied the sixth Grotto-Heaven, didn't dare to say a few words back? He's a king, after all. How did he do it? "
Yu Youwei burst into laughter.
Wei Shuyang was very cooperative with His Royal Highness. He pretended to be careful and nervous, and softly corrected him, "Young Master, Mount Qingcheng is the fifth Grotto-Heaven."
Hsu Fengnian snorted, "Isn't the fifth and sixth Grotto-Heaven about the same?"
Wu Shizhen's expression stiffened, but he still maintained a stiff smile. There was no anger, no irritation. He reached out to stop a female Taoist nun from wiping his sweat. He wiped his own sweat and looked ahead. The roof of the palace could already be vaguely seen. Wu Shizhen, who had never been angered since birth, raised his head and smiled, "Young Master, we're almost at the Qingyang Palace."
Then, he instructed one of the slightly older Taoist nun, "Qing Shui, walk faster. First, go to the Qingyang Palace and tell them that we have an important guest."
The nun twisted her alluring waist and hurried away.
Wu Shizhen glanced at Yu Youwei, who was holding an ugly girl, from the corner of his eyes.
Hsu Fengnian looked indifferent on the surface. He thought that this young Taoist's composure was quite good. Was he really that determined to shut the door and beat the dog?
After all, the Qingyang Palace was not the Beiliang army. After being an immortal in Mount Qingcheng for so long, they really thought of themselves as impenetrable immortals. They just didn't know that there were a hundred light cavalry at the foot of the mountain.
Hsu Fengnian saw the front hall of the Qingyang Palace from afar. He squinted his eyes and said, "Wu Shizhen, does anyone call you Little Bull Wu?"
Wu Shizhen might have endured a lifetime of hardship, so he didn't mind enduring a little longer. In his heart, he had already scolded this ignorant son of Beiliang a hundred times. He was just waiting to enter the Qingyang Palace to teach this guy a lesson. Since he could already see the Qingyang Palace with his father in charge, Wu Shizhen's smile became even brighter. He raised his head and said, "Little Bull Wu? This is the first time I've heard of it. "
Hsu Fengnian pointed at Shu Xiu in front of him with embroidered clothes. He laughed with Wu Shizhen and said, "If there's really a superior bedroom technique that can catch my eye, do you see? This woman is proficient in the art of seduction. She's a little old, but she's familiar with it. I guarantee that a Taoist like you will only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals.
I don't mind giving Aunt Shu to you. We hit it off, and I'm never a stingy person. "
Shu Xiu's delicate body trembled obviously.
Wu Shizhen glanced at Shu Xiu's back. She was indeed a much more beautiful woman than the Taoist women in the palace. Looking at the curve of her body touching the saddle, she was really round. You just entered my Qingyang Palace. You called my father, the Prince of Qingcheng, Wu Lingsu, Big Cow Skin Wu and called me Little Cow Skin Wu. Is one stunner enough? What about the rest?
It wasn't easy for Xu Fengnian to finally see Wu Shizhen's smug look, and he was somewhat impressed. Wang Shizhen's patience and disguise were much better than most of the hedonistic sons of Northern Liang.
Hsu Fengnian said to himself, "Well, let's enter the Qingyang Palace first."
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