Chapter 1867

Before he finished, he heard someone shouting impatiently, "Lord Wan, hurry up and take out the rewards of this lotus picking conference. We're here to get the baby, not to listen to you!"

As soon as the man spoke out, Li Yundong showed a knowing smile, because the person who spoke was no other than the party leader of Penglai school who met several times.

Dang Qiang sat at a table with one foot on the eight immortals stool next to him. While knocking melon seeds, he shouted that his appearance was very eye-catching among the people, causing constant white eyes.

Wan Zhenyuan choked on Dang Qiang's words and suddenly couldn't answer the following words. He was angry in his heart and glanced at Dang Qiang, but he still smiled and said: "it's a Taoist friend of Penglai sect. Nice to meet you!"

Dang Qiang laughed and said, "Lord Wan, you must want to slap me to death. You thought about it last time in gezaoshan, and you must think more this time! Don't be hypocritical and polite. Get to the point quickly!"

Although Dang Qiang was a rogue like a ruffian, his words were rough but not rough. Some practitioners in the cabin couldn't help laughing and coaxed: "that's right, Lord Wan, get to the point quickly! We're all itching and impatient!"

"Yes, I have been practicing for more than ten years. Are you here to listen to your nonsense? Let's fight quickly!"

"Yes, Lord Wan, what's the baby this time? Take it out so that we can open our eyes!"

Wan Zhenyuan's face was a little ugly. He forced a smile and was about to speak, but suddenly he saw Zhang lingceng of the Zhengyi sect slapping up the table and said in a harsh voice: "nonsense, do you regard this as a vegetable market? Thanks to you, you are still a practitioner. I don't know. I thought you were all a group of hooligans and gangsters. Do you think you were engaged in societies and gangs!"

Zhang Ling is a famous overhaul pedestrian in the Jianghu and the sister of Zhengyi teacher Zhang Tianshi. She has a high reputation. When she drank, the hall was silent. No practitioner dared to speak again.

Wan Zhenyuan looked unnaturally at Zhang Ling and said in a secret way: the prestige of the Zhengyi sect is really great. Does Zhang Ling, the Raptor, want to turn over the river and rob me of my dominance at the lotus gathering?

He was thinking about it, but Zhang Ling said to him, "Lord Wan, the quadrennial lotus gathering is extraordinary. This is not only a good opportunity for our Taoist school to recover its vitality and trace the orthodoxy, but also a good marriage for our Taoist school to abandon its past grievances and work together..."

Wan Zhenyuan suddenly became vigilant when he heard this. He said to himself: hum, what about orthodoxy? Who is orthodoxy? Abandon past grievances and work together? Hey hey, Zhengyi cult really can't help it. It's going to show its fox tail! They want to unify the Taoist sect!

Wan Zhenyuan thought of this and couldn't help interrupting Zhang Ling's words. He asked with a smile: "how dare you ask immortal Zhang Ling, what is orthodoxy?"

Zhang Ling snorted and waved his hand. Then all the people in Taoist robes of Zhengyi religion stood up. Zhang Ling pointed to their Taoist robes and said, "this is orthodoxy!"

This sentence is meaningful. It not only satirizes that others have forgotten their ancestors and don't even wear the clothes that Taoists should wear at the lotus gathering, but also implies that their orthodox religion is the orthodoxy in the world.