The people kowtowed incessantly, and the Zhu brothers looked at each other, feeling that their three views had been refreshed. Only Zhu Su had a smile on his face. Well, it was not a loss after going out to watch a sideshow.
The master's juggling was not over yet. A Taoist boy came forward with his head lowered, holding a copper gourd-like magical instrument with both hands. He also brought up a pan of oil. The pan had just been lit, and it suddenly started to gurgling.
When the heat came, everyone was amazed again: "What a powerful fairy oil! It rolls so fast!"
The master grabbed the gourd with one hand, raised it high and said to everyone: "The evil spirit has been imprisoned in this gourd! I will give it the punishment of frying in hell!"
"Bless you all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the front row immediately bowed down. Then, amid the horrified sounds of the crowd, the master actually took the gourd with a pair of fleshy palms and put it directly into the oil pan.
A sharp ghostly cry suddenly rang out from the oil pan!
Zhu Fan couldn't hold him back and couldn't let him pass alone, so he bit the bullet and followed him forward. When the people heard that he also had magical power, they stopped talking and made way for him.
What a crappy show. The master looked at the oil pan. It was so hot that it was hard to even get close to it. How could he not know that the oil in the pan was really boiling this time?
Zhu Laowu smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are too old. I am also afraid that you are not strong enough and you run away and do evil things." He stuffed the broken gourd into Zhu Han's hand, "You are a magical weapon."
I don’t even wash or wash it on weekdays, it’s so dirty, so I don’t have to dirty my hands!”
"Third brother, don't be surprised. Have you forgotten that our brothers are all reincarnations of the stars in the sky? We are all protected by gods."
"It's so hot! What a thief! Do you want to kill someone?"
"Third brother, don't worry. He can't bear our worship!"
When this move was shown, even the people who were initially hesitant screamed in surprise. Even Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, and Zhu Di were shocked and inexplicable.
The people were shocked at first, and then began to pay homage to Zhu Su.
"Lao Wu, are you okay? Are you injured?" Zhu Fang hurriedly picked up Zhu Su's hand and looked at it. Not only was there no burns on his hand, but there was no residual warmth at all.
As he said that, he pulled his brothers aside and quietly watched how the master performed.
"This is not going to be burned!"
Zhu Su walked carelessly to the oil pan, but no one dared to stop him. The immortal master was caught off guard by him and said in panic: "What are you going to do?"
"I don't know, maybe it's rejuvenation. Let's see first..."
"The gods have appeared!"
No matter how stupid the common people were, they still came to their senses. The crowd suddenly surged in the direction where the master disappeared. However, the master and the Taoist boy ran very fast, hunched over, and after a while, they actually disappeared.
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Zhu Su refused to let him bow, and Zhu Xi and Zhu Di, who had been hesitant about whether to bow or not, no longer hesitated. When the guards who came with them saw that several princes refused to bow, they continued to stand, leaving them alone in the audience.
Stand out from the crowd there.
"Look at that guy, he was deceived by a liar and lost all his clothes!"
"What do fellow Taoists think of my magic power?" Zhu Su said with a smile. The Taoist priest's face was as pale as earth, and the two Taoist boys behind him, who had their heads lowered, looked even more ferocious.
"I actually... actually reached into the oil pan with my bare hands!"
"If you don't believe it, why don't you lie down?"
"Young Master, please bless the old man's iron tree to bloom!"
Zhu Su chuckled and stopped his brothers from stirring the oil pan. He deliberately waited for big bubbles to gradually emerge from the top of the oil pan and the temperature of the oil next to the pan became much higher. Then he took the gourd and moved it towards the master.
Throw it in your hand:
"Haha, I just offended you. Our brothers don't have enough mana after all, and this evil spirit hasn't been burned to death yet."
The master took the gourd out of the pot and raised it high. The hot oil dripped from the master's hand, but one of his fleshy palms was unscathed.
"Be more careful in the future and don't be treated like a monkey. You don't have to thank us brothers for your help!"
"All the immortals gather! All the immortals gather!"
"Such a young master also has magical power?"
"I am the one who subdues demons, why do I need to bow down?" The master frowned.
"Fairy, there are four new little immortals here to protect you. What are you afraid of? Let's do it!"
When the master saw the audience, he immediately ducked down, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Suddenly seeing these people still standing, he frowned and scolded: "Why don't you worship? If you don't respect ghosts and gods, you will definitely bring harm to your descendants!"
"Ah! Master kicked the pot!"
"It's nothing, I just want to borrow this devil and subjugate him!" The oil pan was not very hot as expected. Zhu Su showed an expression as if it was indeed the case. As he spoke, he snatched it with lightning speed.
Passed the gourd.
The man looked at Zhu Su blankly, and then looked at the crowd. Among the chaotic people, many people were pointing at him:
In front of the tent, the sickly young man stared blankly in the direction where the master disappeared, as if he had not yet come to his senses. Zhu Su reminded him funny: "Hey, stop kneeling, the liars have run away."
Zhu Xi and Zhu Fan were so scared that they rushed to grab his hand, but Zhu Su had already lifted the gourd out without changing his expression. The hot oil was low, and his physical hand was also unscathed.
"I'm coming too!" Zhu Di didn't want to be left behind. He directly put his hand into the oil and praised: "Not bad, good to wash my hands!"
"Oh!"
"Oh? So, if you can defeat this demon, you don't need to worship?" Zhu Su smiled and strode forward. "In this case, I want to show off my magical power."
"The Immortal has run away!"
Zhu Fan also tried it, and it really didn't feel hot. He already had some guesses in his mind, and his face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
Zhu Su's eyes narrowed slightly. This liar actually went too far in openly tricking so many people into bowing to him.
"Next, let's ask the master to continue to slay the demons. We will just rob the formation for you, master!"
"No way, Old Five!"
"Damn it! You actually came to my Yingtian Mansion to lie to people!"
"Ah! How big of an opportunity is it to meet two immortals in one day?"
The master's face turned red and white for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and kicked the oil pan...
…
"Fifth brother, this... this is..." Zhu Fan looked confused.
"Fifth brother, how dare you disrespect the immortal?" Zhu Fan scolded.
"What kind of immortal! He's a liar! Fight him now!"
The people were making a lot of noise, but the four brothers of the Zhu family deliberately stood far away and just watched with cold eyes.
"What a tragic ghost cry!"
The onlookers were immediately shocked: "Ah! They are actually a family of gods!"
It was too late, but soon, Zhu Su took the stolen gourd and put it into the oil pan. The sharp ghost screams suddenly started again.
"Since we are colleagues, why bother to destroy this real person?" the master said in a low voice.
"you!"
"Come on! Do you want to cause disaster to everyone present?"
"Dear immortals, please bless me that I can push the cart tonight..."
The crowd immediately went crazy, and they didn't bother to kneel down and get up one by one. Taking advantage of the chaos, the master pulled off his Taoist robe and squeezed into the crowd with the two Taoist boys.
Seeing that Zhu Fan was still hesitating, if he didn't expose this guy on the spot, he might have been deceived by his third brother who was stupid in reading. Zhu Su smiled coldly and looked at the master from a distance: "You are all
If you don’t bow, why do you want me to bow?”
"Uh..." Zhu Fan was stunned and didn't know what to do. Zhu Xi was already very curious, "I'll try it first!" He took the gourd from Zhu Fan's hand and dipped it into the oil. "Ah, it's really not hot! Could it be me?
Is there really a divine body protection?" He couldn't help but feel proud.
"Bow down again!" the master shouted again, took the gourd and dipped it into the oil pot again. Now the people in the audience did not dare to make any mistakes, and they all bowed down. Zhu Fan was frightened and wanted to bow down too.
He was supported by Zhu Su's palm.
How could he dare to put his hand into the gourd while he was holding it?
If you try to reach in at this time, you will definitely not get a good piece of meat from the frying!
"Why are you hesitating, Master Immortal? Quickly subdue the demon! Don't let this evil spirit have a way out!"
"This... this young gentleman is actually a true immortal?"
"Hurry up! Hurry up!" For a time, countless people looked towards this place, which actually made everyone angry.
"I heard he's still a prince! Shame on you! A majestic prince was deceived by a charlatan..."
"It's not as good as this young young master..."
Hearing this bunch of harsh words, the young man's face suddenly twitched, and he stood up in anger: "How dare you humiliate me after you have ruined my affairs?"
"Ah?" Zhu Su was stunned. Why didn't this guy not only not thank himself, but also got angry?
And... Gu? Who is this guy? My father doesn’t seem to have such a young brother?