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Chapter 318 Fusang God (1)

Chapter 320 The Fox Spirit comes out of the Mountain (Part 1)
When Zhu Di walked into the dark, bloody prison of Jinyiwei, and full of ghosts and monsters crawling around, he couldn't help frowning. He looked back at Lu Feng, nodded and praised: "It's really hard for Lu Qing's family to eliminate the country." According to Zhu Di's internal skills in the innate realm, after obtaining Lu Feng's Taoist practice, the progress was a thousand miles a day. Now he opened his eyes and could see some things that mortals could not see. When he saw a few familiar faces among those ghosts, his surprise was naturally indescribable.
Lu Feng smiled and accepted Zhu Di's praise, and said humbly: "Your Majesty, these traitors, kill them too early, and staying in the world will waste our Ming Dynasty food, right?" He glanced at Zhu Di secretly and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Your Majesty for your great progress. From this point of view, Your Majesty will not take long to surrender that treasure. At that time, maybe Your Majesty can ascend directly in the daytime."
Zhu Di laughed loudly, but the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Masters behind him frowned. What treasure can make people ascend in the daytime? Lu Feng should not fool the emperor with messy grassroots and tree bark. Humph, Taoist men are all old experts in alchemy. If you dare to use those evil things to deceive Your Majesty, you will be nice to you.
The group of people entered an extremely wide cell with their own thoughts. As soon as they entered the door, the old Taoists from Longhu Mountain, Maoshan, and Central South were stunned. The cell was ten feet long and about three feet high, so I won’t say that. However, the walls, ceilings and floors of the cell were carved with complex talismans, and they were heavily coated with top-quality cinnabar and other genius treasures. The huge blood-colored talisman was emitting powerful magic fluctuations.
Let’s look at the seven Fusang men who were tied with iron chains and firmly tied to the wall. Their bodies were covered with extremely rare exorcism talismans, evil-repelling talismans, heart-clearing talismans, mind-concentrating talismans, etc. The old Taoists stared at them. These seven guys who claim to be gods would never dare to escape from their bodies. Why are you doing so many gimmicks? Don’t you know that this is a matter of burying heavenly objects? How many genius treasures are needed to draw so many spiritual tides? Do you think this is an ordinary thing with a third-grade cinnabar painting with yellow paper?
Zhu Di walked over swaggeringly, and under the escort of monk Daoyan, old eunuch Lu and the three elders of Zhongnanshan, he began to examine the seven strong Fusang men who could not move in one hair. After a long time, Zhu Di smiled coldly: "You call yourself a god? But have you ever seen such a embarrassed god? If you can call yourself a god, then the Lu Qing family that captured you will be the best person in the gods? And I am even more the God Emperor? Hahahaha!"
Zhu Di shouted proudly: "No matter what you call yourself in those barbaric countries, when you arrive in the Central Plains, you are dragons, you have to circle me; if you are tigers, you have to nest me; if you are gods, you have to lie down me... Humph, I respect the heavens above, thick soil below, and countless gods in the middle, but you dare to call yourself gods, and you are indeed a bullshit that you don't know how to live or die." I was very happy to curse. The word "flatter" that has not been said for several years was extremely loud and extremely cursed by Zhu Di.
He was there to curse the seven foreign gods happily and teach the lessons proudly. It was just when he was majestic and intrigued by the old Taoists. The seven-star real person led by Maoshan carefully pulled Lu Feng and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, how much material has you spent to arrange this prison?"
Lu Feng looked at the seven sons of Longhu and Wudao of Maoshan, and laughed strangely. He said carefully: "It didn't take much material resources, only about 3,000 taels of silver. This is all expenses that can be investigated in the Ministry of Revenue, but I am not corrupt at all. The money was allocated by His Majesty and asked me to build a specially made cell specifically for the detention of repeal criminals. Didn't I just designed such a room? On the ceiling, there is granite as thick as ten feet, the floor is also bluestone slabs of ten feet, and the four walls are iron slabs of five feet, and the stone slabs are mixed with goods, ensuring that they are strong."
Looking at the twelve old Taoists who looked at each other and couldn't speak, Lu Feng sighed sadly: "If you say that the Ministry of Revenue is too stingy, you can't repair such a large cell no matter what. Alas, I still begged my grandfather to sue her grandmother, and forced another silver from the Ministry of Justice, and forced another batch of silver from the Dali Temple, and then I firmly repaired the cell."
Shaking his head, Lu Feng sighed: "I see that the money is not enough. The cracks in the rocks are covered with molten iron, so I have filled in all my three-year salary. It was finally completed. Master, don't look at this small cell. I have a lot of energy. Even if you come to thousands of bandits in the world, don't take the prisoners away from it."
The Qixing Real Person was so angry that he was flattered. The old Taoist Sanyang led the team in Longhushan spoke helplessly: "Hey, Lord Lu, what does Qixing Daoist mean? How much did you spend to carve these talismans?"
Lu Feng shouted as if he suddenly realized: "Oh, it's these ghost-drawing talismans? It's not much money. There are some masters in the Jinyiwei who have reached the innate realm of sword energy. If they come here to draw the sword dance, wouldn't this talisman come out? Speaking of which, their hands and feet are quite fast. They handed over a book of "Qingling Talisman" to them, and they were all engraved in three days. Alas, masters are masters." Lu Feng kept nodding and exclaiming, separated the two old Taoists, and was about to walk towards Zhu Di with a smile.
The Seven-Star Old Taoist was so angry that after talking for a long time, you, Lord Lu Feng, were fooling us, and didn't say anything at all. He grabbed Lu Feng's sleeve with one hand and asked viciously and lowly: "My Lord Lu, what I mean is that when you draw these talismans, how many spiritual cinnabar, ten thousand years of blood and jade powder have you spent on spiritual qualities."
Lu Feng's body shivered suddenly. The old Taoist Qixing, Sanyang and other old Taoists were very happy and thought to themselves: "Okay, this sentence has asked you about your fatal pussy. Judging from your appearance, you will know that you have done a lot of corruption and abuse of power. Humph, with your mere Jinyiwei commander, how can you get so many treasures? How much inventory is there in our two sects? Well, you won't have much bleeding today, and the old Taoist can't spare you."
Turning around gently, Lu Feng's face was filled with the cute expression of the weasel when he saw the fat and tender old hen greeting him. "Oh, the Taoist priest asked about these worthless goods? Is there anything strange? What's the best cinnabar, what's the blood jade in ten thousand years, and what's the pearl powder taken out of the big clam that has been practiced for thousands of years. It's all a lie."
Lu Feng waved his hand and said boldly: "There is a hundred households under my jurisdiction. His father is one of the best jewelry merchants in Jiangnan. Last time I wished me a New Year's greetings, I heard that I like ghost paintings, so I swept out thousands of kilograms of these things from their warehouse. Anyway, they are all garbage goods that no one wants, and they are not as good as tinea drills, cat eyes, and these treasures, so they have been piled in their warehouse for more than ten years, and they just happened to be used for waste for me. Oh, this cell is not much consumed, and the best purple blood cinnabar is probably used... one hundred and fifty kilograms?"
With a 'bang', a celestial master in the Maoshan Sect fell to the sky. He had already cultivated the Nascent Soul and was the top ten player in the sect. However, after hearing Lu Feng's nonsense, he felt a mouthful of blood rushing towards his forehead and could not help but fall over. "Oh my God, one hundred and fifty kilograms, this sect can draw thousands of exorcist spirits with one or two purple blood cinnabar...one hundred and fifty kilograms? Do you think this thing is just digging in the soil?"
The twelve old Taoists in Maoshan and Longhu Mountain looked at Lu Feng fiercely, thinking about how to punish this bastard who was tyrant and ruined the supreme spiritual quality. By the way, they were bastards. The twelve old Taoists held this name on Lu Feng without any disagreement. They were so angry that they were extremely angry. The purple blood cinnabar and other treasures that ordinary cultivators ate as treasures were the supreme wonderful items of drawing Ling Fu, which contained great spiritual energy. Even in Longhu Mountain and Maoshan, it was extremely difficult to find a pound of sects like Maoshan, which was famous for their talismans. Lu Feng actually spent 150 pounds of a prison cell!!!
The teeth of the Seven Star Old Taoist were creaking. He wanted to ask Lu Feng for some, but he really couldn't pull the face down. The Sanyang Old Taoist was also full of purple and swollen face, and white air was spraying from his nose. He also wanted to get more of these treasures to send back to the sect for use by our disciples, but he couldn't speak. The other old Taoists were even more unbearable. Seven Stars and Sanyang were the most social and talkative figures sent from the two portals of Maoshan and Longhushan. They didn't have the nerve to speak, let alone the others?
However, can Lu Feng let such a little hen escape from his straight crack? Surely not, so he smiled and said: "Looking at the appearance of the Taoist priests, it seems that this thing is very precious? But I don't think it is precious? Although purple blood cinnabar is rare, there is always one or two coins in a thousand kilograms of cinnabar ore. When mining ores, you can always dig a little, and accumulate a little into a lot. This is not difficult!"
Nodded, Lu Feng looked extremely generous: "Since the Taoist priests say that this treasure is so precious, it is useless to keep it in my hands anyway... Well, let's do it, I have more than a thousand kilograms in my hands, and that kid's warehouse still has a little saved in the past ten years. How about this official giving away 200 kilograms to each portal of the Taoist priests?"
With a 'gudong', this time, an old Taoist from Longhu Mountain could not hold on anymore and fell down to the sky. Fortunately, his central energy was sufficient. As soon as his butt hit the ground, a true energy immediately surged out, bounced his body back. Touched his beard and took a long breath. The old Taoist looked as if he was hypocritical and showed an extremely happy smile at Lu Feng.
Lu Feng laughed loudly: "Dao Masters, don't be embarrassed. Longhu Mountain, Maoshan, and Zhongnan Mountain are the sacred dynasty courts, and are the backbone of the dynasty to correct the principles of the court and maintain peace in this dynasty. This official can make a little insignificant contribution to the three famous portals. This is what a minister should do! I have long admired all the Taoists, but I have never had the opportunity to make friends with Taoists." With a look of respect for teachers and respecting Taoists, Lu Feng looked at the twelve old Taoists excitedly and said with a smile: "But this time, I am also considered a shameless person. I have reached a little friendship with Taoists. I hope Taoists will not forget my Taoists in the future and support them more."
The Seven-Star Old Taoist bowed seriously and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha Buddha, Lord Lu, you are polite, but I am the one who has been able to stand up... This time, Lord Lu has given me so many spiritual qualities to this sect. If Lord Lu is useful in the future, just open your mouth." The Sanyang Old Taoist looked at the Seven-Star Old Taoist and quickly expressed the same meaning.
Lu Feng blinked his eyes naively and said honestly: "Two Taoist Masters, how can you be so embarrassed? Lu Feng is full of vulgarity and mundane affairs. This, this, this, it would be a sin if he worked for all the immortals... If the immortals are practicing in Xianshan, if they are practicing in the mortal world for the sake of their disciples, isn't it my sin for my disciples?" He humbly thanked the two good intentions.
Qixing and Sanyang looked at each other and smiled at the same time: "Mr. Lu is indeed a humble gentleman. For nothing we say. If we say something, we will never take it back. In the future, as long as Lord Lu is sent, we will definitely help Lord Lu within our ability. As long as it is not a matter of harming the world and causing trouble, there is nothing to say... Of course, Lord Lu is an important official of the dynasty, so how could he have other thoughts?" The two old masters smiled proudly. They got so many benefits in vain, but they could thank him just by saying a few false words. Even if they are gods, they cannot avoid being complacent.
Monk Daoyan's ears were pointed, and he had already heard the movements here clearly. He stood beside Zhu Di and kept sneering, looking at the eyes of several old Taoists, as if he was looking at a group of pigs.
Lu Feng bowed long, and his hands almost touched the ground. A face that became elegant and elegant because of the immortal golden body and the white tiger divine body. A very happy smile appeared on his face, which had seven-point fairy aura: "In this way, Lu Feng really happened to have something big to do if he needed the help of two Taoist priests... It's not a big problem. Since the Taoist priests have all been to the palace to worship, it is naturally no problem to send a hundred or eighty proud disciples to my Jinyiwei."
Lu Feng smiled and grabbed the hands of the two old Taoists and said with great emotion: "Who are you treating me? Lu Feng is so happy to get the promise of the two Taoists' full help. Although the Jinyiwei is responsible for supervising all civil and military officials in the world, his strength is weak. If there are illegal officials to take over the masters of Luo Xiudao, the Jinyiwei will be as fragile as a paper tiger in front of them. Now, with the help of a large number of masters from Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Sects, I am not afraid of those officials with ill-hearted intentions causing trouble."
Qixing, Sanyang and other old Taoists were all stunned. Their throats were giggling, and their eyes turned pure white as they looked at them. Qixing asked blankly: "Mr. Lu, what did you say? A hundred and eighty proud disciples? Ah? Did my old Taoist hear it wrong?"
Lu Feng looked at Qixing with a smile and said softly: "Mr. Lu is not wrong. The two Taoist priests have agreed to do their best to help Lu Feng. I believe that there is absolutely no problem to send more than a hundred master disciples to join the Jinyiwei. This is a matter of absolutely no problem. Now I will ask the emperor to specially order a group of senior generals of the Jinyiwei to get out of the position of the two sects to make up for the vacancies... Well, there are two hundred thousand households, how about it? Once you enter the Jinyiwei, you can become thousands of households. This is a big official!"
The palms were pulled out of the hands of the two old Taoists like swimming fish. Lu Fengfeng walked quickly to Zhu Di, and whispered and smiled with a humble smile on his face. Qixing and Sanyang's two old Taoists stared at each other for a long time, and fell down to the sky. Hundreds of kilograms of spiritual qualities that painted Ling Fu, and sold all their disciples. If the sect knew about this, they would have to be punished to face the wall for ten years. This, Lu Feng, he pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.
Zhu Di looked at Longhu Mountain over there. The old Taoists in Maoshan laughed and nodded: "Forget it, since the two sects of immortals are so kind and want to contribute more to the court, why don't I be sure? Well, I specially grant you the 300 thousand households of the Jinyiwei. When Longhu Mountain and Maoshan masters arrive, they will take the lead one by one." Zhu Di didn't see that the three old Taoists in Zhongnan Mountain next to them turned into a miserable green face. The eyes looked at Lu Feng, as if the naked chicken was looking at a weasel.
Monk Daoyan smiled coldly, and he said in a dark voice: "A few days ago, Your Majesty issued an order to send his disciples to serve in the court, but fellow Taoists insisted that those disciples were in seclusion on the mountain and could not go down the mountain... Hey, it seems that Lord Lu has a great face. A few hundred kilograms of medicinal materials for painting talismans can get so many masters to help, hehe!" Zhu Di stood beside Monk Daoyan, with a deceitful smile on his face, and looked at the helpless old Taoists with a smile.
Chapter completed!
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