Zhao Fangzhuo, the contemporary head of Maoshan, is a very maverick person. He said that he is a maverick because Zhao Fangzhuo does not only practice Fengshui and yin and yang. Beiman has always stayed behind closed doors, but Zhao Fangzhuo just likes to combine ancient and modern times. He is also willing to take care of common affairs while practicing Feng Shui Yin and Yang.
Maoshan, during the 20 years when Zhao Fangzhuo became the head, the entire Maoshan faction has developed rapidly. This development does not mean the overall strength, but Maoshan may be called the richest Taoist school up.
Zhao Fangzhuo is quite economical. Since he took charge of Maoshan, he has made all his disciples come out to walk the world to eliminate demons and defend the way. Of course, this is not in the nature of public welfare and charity. It has been developed into a tourist place that welcomes a large number of tourists every year. The tourists are all orthodox Maoshan children. They sell money for drawing talismans, and sell money for divination. In short, everything is for the purpose of charging. He established a company and likes to make friends with government officials. In the past twenty years, Maoshan School has taken a small step in the development of Feng Shui Yin and Yang, but it has taken a considerable step in the economic field.
Maoshan is not the most powerful Taoist sect, but it is definitely the richest.
Someone once said that if Zhao Fangzhuo had devoted himself to seeking the Tao, he might have already surpassed Zhang Qingfang and Wu Liuding, the head of Longhu Mountain, in terms of strength and cultivation, but he had to focus on two things. Dare to underestimate Zhao Fangzhuo's cultivation level, after all, a sect leader who can turn the business into an entrepreneur, no matter how you look at it, he will not be a fool who is only greedy for money.
On the prairie, a middle-aged man was wearing a well-fitting suit with a snow-white shirt and a plaid tie, shiny leather shoes under his feet, combing his hair back meticulously, holding a donkey brand briefcase in his hand, and a stern face with Chinese characters. If you look carefully, it has a sixty-seven point similarity with Zhao Lijun.
Zhao Fangzhuo walked on the grassland unhurriedly, and the distance to Xiang Que was only a few kilometers away, but the two sides didn't seem to know that maybe in a moment, they might have to encounter each other.
The grassland outside Hekou Town has a wide area, close to Inner Mongolia, sparsely populated and full of green grass. Finding someone in such a vast area seems like looking for a needle in a haystack?
Zhao Fangshuo stopped at this moment, he would not be so stupid as to search for someone on the grassland endlessly, laborious, futile, and without success.
Zhao Fangshuo opened the briefcase, took out a flag from it, and stuck it under his feet. The four talisman papers were placed on the ground, and three long incense sticks were lit. He cupped his hands and bowed around. The flag suddenly fluttered without wind, and the four talisman papers fluttered in all directions.
Maoshan's soul-calling technique can recruit lonely souls and wild ghosts within a radius of ten miles, but all those recruited must obey his orders.
Under the dark night sky, dozens of erratic black shadows suddenly floated in front of Zhao Fangzhuo. These are all wild ghosts on the vast grassland who either died unexpectedly or were left unattended so that they did not enter the underworld.
Those lonely and wild ghosts stopped for a moment before and after Zhao Fang's table god, and then scattered away, rushing in all directions.
Zhao Fangzhuo took out a cigar from his briefcase, lit it, and smoked it slowly.
Xiang Que, who was resting on the grass, temporarily recovered more than half of his physical strength, and got up again to move forward, but suddenly he noticed two ghost figures flickering not far behind him.
Xiang Que frowned, ignored it, and walked in one direction, but at this moment the two wild ghosts behind him followed.
"Get out" Xiang Que turned around and yelled: "Get out of here while I'm not in the mood to talk to you now, you're lucky today, if it falls into my hands in normal times, you won't even have a chance to leave."
"Oh!" The two lonely ghosts seemed unmoved, and rushed over with their teeth and claws.
Xiang Que waved his hand, and slapped it with his palm, "Pfft, puff", the two ghosts immediately disappeared.
"Shuh" Zhao Fangzhuo, who was a few kilometers away, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction where Xiang Que was. Then he snuffed out the cigar in his hand and put it back in his bag, and hurried towards Xiang Que.
Suddenly, Xiang Que, who had just walked a few steps, turned around suddenly, and found a black spot on the grassland in the distance that was extremely far apart and was moving fast. Every time the other party took a step, the distance suddenly shortened by a large distance, and it was only a blink of an eye. For a moment, the two of them could almost see each other's faces clearly.
Pores on the upper and lower parts of the whole body shrink rapidly, and the dangerous sense of scalp numbness spreads all over the body.
Xiang Que was horrified, all the frightened souls trembled, he shook his hand and threw out a piece of talisman, and once again shrunk the ground to an inch, the figure jumped out with a "shua", but just after Xiang Que stopped, the talisman on his back The feeling of bursting hairs still hasn't disappeared, and the opponent follows closely like tarsal maggotsCome.
Xiang Que drew out his long sword, turned around, the sword fell, and the fierce aura rolled away, but the figure only swayed slightly, dodged the sword and suddenly increased the speed, and the person fell in between breaths. In front of Xiang Que.
"Pa" The other party pursed his lips, didn't say a word, didn't even utter a word in the opening remarks, and directly waved and stretched out a finger to point at Xiang Que, and his left hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Xiang Que's feet.
Xiang Que Cang suddenly realized that his feet tightened suddenly, and he couldn't move for a moment. The finger in front of him became bigger and was about to fall to his forehead.
"Roar" cold sweat broke out on Xiang Que's head with a "swish". When he couldn't hide, he opened his mouth and roared suddenly, a wave of waves spewed out from his mouth, shaking towards the opponent.
The Buddhist lion roars, and the lotus blooms at the gate of the Tao!
"Om" Zhao Fangzhuo didn't seem to expect that Xiang Que would have the power to fight back in this situation when he started. He was so close, and the lotus flower in his mouth directly slowed down his movements, and his fingers paused.
The momentary pause gave Xiang Que a chance to survive.
Xiang Que gritted his teeth, and hurriedly mobilized his Dao Qi, expended a bit of vitality, and suddenly raised his strength to a higher level. This was mobilized at the cost of his own blood essence, and it might even damage Yangshou if it was serious. , no one would be willing to use this technique unless it was absolutely necessary.
Xiang Que had no choice but to do so now. The man who made such a tyrannical attack didn't even bother to say a word of dialogue. He did not give him any chance to prepare for the direct and fierce attack, and he was caught off guard when he entered a dangerous situation in an instant.
If Xiang Que had the opportunity to prepare and anticipate, maybe he wouldn't be in such a miserable situation at this moment.
But the other party was so tyrannical and unreasonable that it instantly killed Xiang Que's chance to fight back.
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