Chapter 73 Another Taoist

"Pang Zhan, it is natural to be willing to gamble and lose. It is natural to repay the debt. Of course, I came here to get the glazed armor on your body. Mo Zhilan said with a sneer.

Although Fang Lie did not come out, it was beyond his expectation, but the top-quality treasure must be taken away.

"Mo Zhilan, do you know that Longhu Mountain is a place with rules. In the immortal Taoist school, disciples must adhere to the will of heaven in their words and deeds. The atmosphere is upright. If all the disciples gamble, won't the whole sect be smoky and messy? You deliberately provoked me to gamble with you in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. I'm not going to care about these things. Now you dare to come to the door and ask for a bet. It's really bold. If this matter spreads, how can we gain a foothold in front of the other immortal schools? In Pang Zhan's words, he actually linked Mo Zhilan's matter with the majesty and reputation of Longhu Mountain.

"Mo Zhilan, if you go back now, I will take it as if it didn't happen. However, you have to remember that you are a true disciple of Longhu Mountain in the future. It's no longer like the inner door, the outer disciple. Do whatever you want. Because you have to set an example for other disciples.

"Oh, isn't it? True disciples have to set an example for the outer door and the inner door disciples.

"That's right, you know it's best." Pang Zhan waved his hand and let Mo Zhilan leave.

Unfortunately, Mo Zhilan did not leave Wen Jianfeng as he wished. Instead, he smiled and said, "Since Brother Pang said so, I can't leave. He also asked Brother Pang to hand over the glazed treasure light and set an example for the younger brother of the outer door and the inner door. I am willing to bet on the example of losing. In the future, our disciples of Longhu Mountain will go out and be said to be unfaithful.

Mo Zhilan is now smart, and he usually has a lot of knowledge and tricks taught to him by the ancient spirit of the King of Andu. It even includes the culture of the ancient period.

So after hearing Pang Zhan's words, he immediately reacted and retorted back with sharp words.

It is obviously unwise to fight in Longhu Mountain, and he is not an opponent of Pang Zhan. Even if there is no master of Pang Zhan, a master of heaven and earth, alone dialect and Hu Xu, he is not sure to beat them.

At this time, you have to fight with your lips and tongue to occupy the truth. When the elder of the sect comes to deal with it, he naturally has an advantage. At this time, so many scattered practitioners are watching here. The so-called family ugliness is not publicized, and it won't be long before the elders come to stop and deal with this matter.

Originally, Mo Zhilan came directly to ask Jianfeng for something to see Fang Lie's bottom line. He could also take the opportunity to establish prestige among his disciples and weaken the strength of Taixuhui.

"Mo Zhilan, you don't know what's good or bad. Brother Pang taught you a lesson for your own good. How dare you be obsessed. Do you think that no one can cure you if you become a true disciple? The dialect said viciously. While he spoke, he made a gesture to the two people around Pang Zhan.

"Brother Pang Zhan, let's not talk nonsense with him. Take him down and hand him over to the Elder Tian Xing to deal with. This kind of person corrupts the family. We don't have to show mercy, just teach him a lesson.

"Haha, I don't think you don't know the situation at that time. Well, I'll let you all have a look." Mo Zhilan pinched a seal in his right hand and sacrificed the illusion charm out.

Suddenly, a phantom of an acre square appeared in the sky. The situation inside was the situation of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, Mo Zhilan and Pang Zhan gambling on that day.

The picture recorded by the fantasy symbol is very clear. Even if it is magnified countless times, the real disciples and San Xiu around them can clearly see the greedy expression on Pang Zhan's face.

"Pang Zhan is too shameless. Obviously, he wants that unique treasure. Now he still blames others for his incitement, but he regrets that he is unwilling to take out the glazed armor.

"There are so many scattered practitioners watching here. It's a little too much for Mo Zhilan to do this. It doesn't give Pang Zhan a face.

"Well, it's just right not to give him a step down. Pang Zhan thought that he climbed to the top, so he didn't pay attention to us. This is good. This is called self-eating. He can't blame others.

The true disciples of Longhu Mountain talked about it one after another.

However, those who watched it didn't say anything. They also know a little about Taixuhui in the true disciples of Longhu Mountain. They know that Pang Zhan is Fang Lie's people. They don't even have a master of Jindan Realm in these sects. Who dares to offend Fang Lie, the top master who has cultivated to the world of Dharma.

"Do it!"

In an instant, the dialect roared.

The Kowloon Supreme Hua Gai in his hand shot out thousands of bright lights, tearing all the illusions in mid-air in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, the glazed armor worn by Pang Zhan also shined. Each gem is bright. There are many gems, colorful, and these rays condense into a seven rainbow light.

"Death Rainbow!" Pang Zhan's voice fell, and the seven rainbow lights condensed on his armor burst out. When the rainbow light passes, the air is shaking slightly, and the space is like oil, which is melted into a channel by a kind of scorching heat.

With just a blink of an eye, the seven rainbow lights of death came to Mo Zhilan. All this happened very quickly. Pang Zhan was originally a master of the realm of heaven and man. He practiced three or four magical power, which was thousands of times more powerful than Mo Zhilan. And he took action this time with the suspicion of a sneak attack. So Mo Zhilan can't dodge at all.

Even if the universe cloth bag is stimulated now, it is too late for the magic skin skeleton.

When Mo Zhilan was about to be killed under the rainbow of death, a small mirror just stood in front of him and saved Mo Zhilan's life.

"It's actually a Taoist weapon. Who is it? Come out!" After Pang Zhan found that his attack was blocked, he immediately saw the mirror not far away.

This mirror is very small and exquisite, surrounded by the images of Tianlong, Kirin and Phoenix carved with strange metal. There are two mirrors in the front and back of the mirror, and the front can be the same as an ordinary mirror, which can display the image. Behind it is a nihilistic, black hole, as if the attractive soul goes deep inside.

"Taoqi!" Many people were shocked when they heard Pang Zhan's shouting. Especially for those scattered cultivation, they have never seen Taoist weapons in their lives. Seeing the excellent Taoist weapons in the Dragon Tiger Fairy Palace and the Taoist weapons in the hands of dialect have made them feel dead without regret.

But at this time, another Taoist instrument appeared.

"How rich is the Immortal School!" Many Sanxiu had hysterical jealousy in their hearts.

And at this time, the mirror turned and a man came out of the front of the mirror.

"Brother Zhu!" When Mo Zhilan saw the person coming, he exclaimed.

When he saw this mirror, he thought of many people, even bigwigs such as Fengyun Taoist Master, the supreme teacher, and the elder Tian Xing. But he never thought that the person who came would be Zhu Wen.

"Zhu Wen, how could it be him? He is just a little man. Where did he come from?" Dialect and Pang Zhan also recognized Zhu Wen. They had seen Zhu Wen in the Dragon Tiger Fairy Palace.

But no one cared. He thought that Zhu Wen was a little man like Yang Yuan. It was inconspicuous, and it was by chance that he practiced his magic power.

This kind of person is destined to be at the bottom of the true disciples and can't reach a higher level.

However, at this moment, they knew that they had gone astight. Zhu Wen's appearance shocked them deeply, or a Taoist weapon brought them too much shock.

"Zhu Wen, Mo Zhilan provoked me to gamble, which damaged my immortal reputation. And disrespectful to my brother, I and Dialect will take him down and send him to the elder Tian Xing. You'd better not get involved in this matter. Pang Zhan didn't want to offend Zhu Wen, because he knew nothing about Zhu Wen's backstage. The background is mysterious. A character with a Taoist weapon will naturally not have a grudge if he can.

"Haha, Pang Zhan, you said that gambling is damaging the reputation of immortality and ruining my Longhu Mountain atmosphere. This is so childish. Look at what this is." Mo Zhilan took Zhen Haizhu out of the Qiankun cloth bag and said to Pang Zhan.

"Zhen Haizhu! How can the magic weapon of Brother Chenzi be in his hand?

"I don't know, but Mo Zhilan is very mysterious. Since its appearance, I have basically never suffered a loss. There is nothing impossible about him.

"Let's listen to what he wants to say."

The blood-red light in Mo Zhilan's eyes flashed, and he said with a sneer: "This is the bet that Brother Chuchenzi lost to Brother Manlong. It was in the game between me and dialect in the Dragon and Tiger List Competition."

"So if gambling damages my reputation as a fairy, you can take Brother Chenzi and Brother Manlong to the Elder Tian Xing together. However, in my opinion, you don't have the courage.

"What are you talking about!"

Pang Zhan's body moved out a few feet invisibly. In fact, it broke out, like an ancient fierce beast, leaking out ferocious fangs.

Asking about the situation in front of Jianfeng Mountain Gate, he suddenly became tense and nervous.

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