Chapter Three Hundred and Eight – Brute! (1/2)

Chapter Three Hundred and Eight – Brute!

Zuo Mo gave everyone a look. They all understood and purposely walked towards a less populated area.

“Is there a reason Sir is following us?”

Zuo Mo looked coldly at this xiuzhe wearing almond-yellow Taoist robes, with white hair yet had a child-like appearance. There were still many people passing by. When these xiuzhe saw the yellow-robed old Taoist, they all changed expression and hurriedly left!

“Little baby is pretty clever to have noticed Old Forefather.” This old person’s tone was very proud. Facing Zuo Mo’s procession, he showed no fear.

The three divisions of Vermillion Bird Camp silently prepared to fight and could attack at any moment.

“I urge you to not move.” The yellow-robed old Taoist snickered. “Otherwise, this Old Forefather would make you feel it.”

Zuo Mo rolled his eyes. Why did everyone speak so much these days?

However, Zuo Mo didn’t want to make trouble right after arriving in Bright Water City. He glanced at the yellow-robed old Taoist. “Sir has followed us for this long, it shouldn’t just be to chat, right?”

“Hee hee, little baby, you have a talisman. Since you can’t use it, why don’t you give it to this Old Forefather?” the yellow-robed old Taoist said cheerfully.

Zuo Mo was slightly surprised. He said, “Talisman? I have many talismans. Which one is Sir speaking of?”

“You have a pile of scrap metal. There’s only one that can be considered a talisman, it should be a sixth-grade talisman!” The yellow-robed old Taoist narrowed his eyes that twinkled with greed.

Sixth-grade talisman. Zuo Mo’s heart shook. The number of people that knew the Nine Turn Sky Soil Disk had landed in his possession was pitifully few. How could this old Taoist know?

“Sir is joking! A sixth-grade talisman isn’t something someone like this one can possess!” Zuo Mo refuted.

“Don’t pretend in front of this Old Forefather.” The expression of the yellow-robed old Taoist turned cold and he seemed impatient. “Old Forefather doesn’t want to hear you blab. If you are wise, hand it over. Old Forefather naturally won’t forget to give you something in return.”

“Sir means?” Zuo Mo said lightly, his eyes turning cold.

“Ha, don’t think that Old Forefather doesn’t dare to attack you because you glued yourselves onto the House of the Crow Marquis. Hmph, even if the Crow Marquis personally comes, he can’t save you!”

The presence of the yellow-robed old Taoist suddenly grew. The ling power in the surroundings seemed to become chaotic and become abnormally restless.

The faces of Zuo Mo and the others changed dramatically!

Jindan!

This yellow-robed old Taoist was actually a jindan!

“Hee hee! Be wise, and take it out. Don’t make Old Forefather personally act. It won’t look good then!” the yellow-robed Taoist said darkly.

The strong ling pressure was like lead that pressed down on them to the point of suffocation. Zuo Mo and the others had never directly faced a jindan at such a close distance. Their battle against Clear Sky Old Forefather had been in the air. The feeling now was completely different. In their eyes, the figure of the yellow-robed old Taoist was as high as a mountain. They were as small as insects, and unable to shake him.

At such a close distance to a jindan, just this terrifying ling pressure was enough for the great majority of ningmai to lose their will to resist.

“Hee, I hadn’t noticed that you do have some talent!” A flash of shock passed through the eyes of the yellow-robed old Taoist and then he snickered. “Pity that it isn’t enough in front of Old Forefather!”

A light flashed through the eyes of the yellow-robed old Taoist.

Everyone suddenly felt their body be pulled down and could not move. They couldn’t even raise their arms. Everyone had shocked expressions.

Power of the earth!

“You … …” Zuo Mo glared angrily, but his body didn’t move at all. He finally knew why the other wanted the Nine Turn Sky Soil Disk! The other cultivated earth element spells.

What … … what earth element spell was so tyrannical!

Xie Shan gave a muffled grunt and forcibly channeled his ling power to activate his sword scripture.

“Somewhat interesting. It seems you are almost at jindan.” The yellow-robed old Taoist had a surprised expression again. However, he then was unconcerned. “It’s a pity that your luck isn’t good.”

Pew.

Xie Shan felt the ling power in his chest reverse. He couldn’t not stop himself from spraying up a mouthful of blood.

“Don’t struggle!” The yellow-robed old Taoist looked scornfully at Xie Shan. “It is useless. There is just one line between us, but this one line is the difference between heaven and earth.”

Finishing, he ignored Xie Shan and turned to walk towards Zuo Mo.

“Hee hee, why did you have to force Old Forefather to act?” The yellow-robed old Taoist smiled smugly and casually walked in front of Zuo Mo and slapped Zuo Mo’s face. He roared with laughter. “Old Forefather’s luck today is really good, many thanks to you!”

The xiuzhe of Vermillion Bird Camp all glared angrily, furiously channeling their ling power to struggle!

“They are pretty loyal to you!” The yellow-robed old Taoist snickered and continued to slap Zuo Mo’s face. “But so what? Ha ha!”

Zuo Mo bore the pain and asked through his teeth, “How did you know I have this talisman?”

The yellow-robed old Taoist was very proud. “I’ll teach you a lesson. Sixth-grade talismans have cognition, and Old Forefather knows a spell to find cognition.”

He examined Zuo Mo from head to toe. At the end, his eyes landed on the rings on Zuo Mo’s hand. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he laughed loudly. “Old Forefather is getting a tidy sum today! So many dimensional rings!”

As he spoke, he reached out to grab at a ring on Zuo Mo’s finger.

Just as his finger touched Zuo Mo’s finger, a change suddenly happened!

This motionless hand that was wearing several dimensional rings flipped upwards without a warning, and grabbed his hand!

The expression of the yellow-robed old Taoist suddenly changed. “You … …”

A terrifying force passed from his hand. He could not control his body and was slammed towards the other.

Not good!

The yellow-robed old Taoist reacted quickly. He was just going to activate his ling shield when his eyes suddenly bulged, his figure felt numb, and curled upwards.

A punch that could break rock slammed into his abdomen!

Zuo Mo’s features were twisted. Half of his face was still red as he bellowed, “Ge has had to bear with you for a long time already!”

Bang!