"What's the matter with you, Master?"
Yuan Shikai's expression froze. His neck stiffened as he turned around and looked at Shi Jian, who was lying on the ground as if he was dead.
He had promised the position of Grand Advisor to Shi Jian, yet Shi Jian was playing dead at such a critical moment.
"Mr. President, don't try to wake someone who's pretending to be asleep."
A middle-aged man wearing a kimono behind Yuan Shikai smirked.
"Cixi is no ordinary spirit. She's a Spirit King. It's normal for Master Shi to faint."
The middle-aged man in the kimono said calmly.
"Mr. Abe, please take care of them for me."
Yuan Shikai's eyelids twitched. In fact, before Shi Jian came looking for him, there were already Japanese who came looking for him. However, the Japanese were very ambitious. No matter how much the other party helped them, they would ask for ten times, or even a hundred times more.
Furthermore, he didn't trust the Dongying people to drag things out.
Shi Jian's appearance made him very happy. He was the Eldest Brother of the Maoshan Sect.
However, he didn't expect Shi Jian to be so cowardly and unbearable.
"Don't worry, Mr. President. A mere Spirit King is nothing to worry about."
The middle-aged man in the kimono smiled faintly. Their ancestors were great Onmyojis like Abe Seimei, and they had the power to take on a Spirit King.
"Come on out."
The middle-aged man in the kimono whispered. Four ferocious-looking, burly spirits surrounded by black mist appeared before him.
Those four shikigami, who were close to the level of a Spirit King, were his trump cards.
"Ahem."
Xiao Yaozi glanced at the middle-aged man in the kimono and cleared his throat. The middle-aged man in the kimono fell to the ground as if he had been electrocuted. He died as blood flowed out of his orifices.
"Hiss."
Shi Jian, who was lying on the ground, was worried that Yuan Shikai would attack him out of anger. He had been paying attention to what was happening outside. He never expected that the Dongying people he was so wary of would be killed by a light cough.
He was so scared that he didn't dare to move at all.
"Too weak."
Xiao Yaozi shook his head.
The strength of the four malicious ghosts controlled by the middle-aged man in kimono was not bad. Unfortunately, the middle-aged man in kimono was even weaker than Uncle Jiu at the beginning of the zombie world's storyline.
Although he coughed lightly, he had used a profound amount of internal energy, similar to the Lion's Roar Technique, to directly shatter the middle-aged man's internal organs.
"Teacher Xiao Yaozi taught you a lesson. When you meet a Daoist priest, don't care what moves he uses, just attack him directly."
"If the caster dies, no matter how heaven-defying he is, it will be useless."
Zhang SanFeng immediately started lecturing the students.
After the middle-aged man in kimono died, the four ghosts controlled by the middle-aged man in kimono first ate his soul. Then, they killed all the Japanese who accompanied the middle-aged man in kimono.
These malicious spirits did not attack Xiao Yaozi at all. Instead, they planned to leave the cave and return to Japan to seek revenge on the Abe family.
"You …"
Yuan Shikai was so scared that he kept retreating. The hands of the soldiers who were protecting him were trembling as they looked at Xiao Yaozi in fear.
Terrifying!
It was too terrifying!
A living person was coughed to death by this man.
They were afraid that Xiao Yaozi would cough at them. Even if they had guns in their hands, they did not dare to move.
"Get out of the way!"
Shen Wen waved his hand and did not do anything to Yuan Shikai.
Yuan Shikai might be needed for the next world trial mission.
"Gentlemen, please!"
Yuan Shikai struggled in his heart and stepped aside respectfully.
He should not have come here.
He had the Beiyang Army in his hands anyway. Those people in the south were no match for him. Why should he listen to Shi Jian's words?
"Open!"
Xiao Yaozi walked forward and put his right hand on the stone door. A white light that was visible to the naked eye swept across. The huge stone door slowly opened with a rumbling sound.
"Follow me."
Shen Wen walked in, and Xiao Yaozi and Zhang Sanfeng who were standing aside followed. They continued to lead the way, and the other teachers and students followed closely behind.
"Let's go!"
Yuan Shikai really wanted to use explosives to blow up the stone door and bury Shen Wen and company inside. However, when he thought of how these people could become ghosts after death, he crushed this thought that just flashed through his mind.
"Your Majesty, don't be in such a hurry to leave."
At this moment, Shi Jian seemed to wake up in a daze and called out to Yuan Shikai.
"Master Shi, you are finally awake?"
Yuan Shikai's face was dark as he asked coldly.
"Your Majesty, don't be angry. Do you know who those people are? Do you know who is the most powerful? "
Shi Jian cracked a smile and looked at him with a sense of superiority.
"Who?"
Yuan Shikai asked hurriedly.
Those people were too terrifying. The middle-aged man in kimono was one of the most powerful Onmyojis in Japan, but he died after a cough.
He was also curious about the identity of Shen Wen and the others.
"Lao Tzu!"
Shi Jian said with a serious face.
"Has your brain been kicked by a donkey? Even the Taoist masters from Dragon Tiger Mountain and Zhengyi Sect don't dare to call themselves Lao Tzu in front of me. Who do you think you are? "
Yuan Shikai's face turned ferocious in an instant. He walked quickly to Shi Jian and stared at him with a dark face, venting all the discontent in his heart.
"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"
The elite soldiers who followed Yuan Shikai were also furious. They pulled the bolts of their spears. As long as Yuan Shikai gave the order, they would shoot Shi Jian into a sieve.
Shi Jian pretended to be dead when he was in danger. When he was not in danger, he was very tough in front of them.
"I didn't mean that. I didn't mean that."
Shi Jian's face turned pale. He felt a strong murderous intent.
"Lao Tzu is Li Er, Li Dan. He is in the crowd."
Shi Jian explained hurriedly.
He still had a bright future ahead of him. How could he be defeated here?
"Don't you think Lao Tzu is a fool?"
Yuan Shikai grabbed Shi Jian and stared at him angrily.
In Shi Jian's eyes, how stupid was he? How gullible could he be?
Li Er, who was respectfully called Lao Tzu, was a sage in the Spring and Autumn Period, which was thousands of years ago.
"Do you want to die?"
"You are a fool!"
"If you dare to say that again, I won't know you anymore."
This time, Shi Jian was not afraid of Yuan Shikai. Instead, he covered Yuan Shikai's mouth and looked at the entrance of the underground palace with a pale face. He was relieved when he found no one was there.
"Let me take you to have a look. One of the people in the crowd is my junior fellow apprentice. He should be safe."
Shi Jian hesitated for a while.
"Attack his right leg!"
"Don't hit his head. It's useless!"
"Right leg, right leg!"
"Break his right leg!"
"Break his right leg first. Don't worry about anything else."
… ….
Yuan Shikai carefully approached the stone room with Shi Jian's help. Then, he heard the harsh scolding coming from inside the stone room.
He looked over and saw a middle-aged man dressed in a golden dragon robe. His body was ramrod straight, and his arms were spread out, revealing two ferocious snow-white fangs. He was surrounded by Shen Wen and the others. Colorful palm prints, finger prints, and leg forces attacked the middle-aged man's right leg.
The middle-aged man in the dragon robe jumped dozens of feet high each time. Unfortunately, he was suppressed to the ground by the man who killed the Japanese and the others.
"Roar ~" "Roar ~" "Roar ~"
The middle-aged man in the dragon robe roared like a beast.
"Su Shi, condense your talent a little more. Take the form of a sharp blade or a long spear."
"Zhu Houzhao, your defense is too weak. Step back. Don't think about rushing forward."
"Li Qingzhao, don't go near him. Stand at the back."
… ….
The scolding was mixed with the scolding.
Yuan Shikai was speechless.
Wasn't there only Lao Tzu?
Why were there so many of them?
Su Shi? Zhu Houzhao? Li Qingzhao?
In the end, the middle-aged man in the dragon robe was outnumbered. His right leg was broken. Every time he jumped, he would sway a few meters.
"Clean up the underground palace. Let's go."
Taoist Yimei jumped a few times and stuck a yellow talisman on the Zombie King's head. After Shen Wen put away the motionless Zombie King, the others put away all the gold, silver, and jewelry in the underground palace under the command of Shen Wansan.
"Do you like it?"
The next moment, Shen Wen's figure appeared beside Yuan Shikai. He looked at Yuan Shikai calmly with a faint smile on his face.
"I'm Wei Ting. Greetings …"
Yuan Shikai's pupils shrank and his heart tightened. He almost stopped beating. He bent his waist and bowed, but he was supported by an invisible force.
"Do you want to be the leader?"
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