Chapter 13

Xuankong was worried about the level of Chinese language teaching in the Laoshan Sect, but he praised, "All kinds of magical arts in the world are inseparable from the mutual generation and overcoming of the Five Elements."

"But our Laoshan Sect, besides the foundation techniques of the Five Elements, has another advantage, which is the Thunder Control Scripture, the 'Shenxiao Five Thunders Technique.' No thunder in the three realms can escape the scope of the Five Thunders. Watch as I break his Demon-Slaying Divine Thunder!"

Xuankong leaped up from the ground, the true qi in his chest forming the image of the Thunder God, his eyes gleaming with lightning.

He recited the true incantation: "Nine Heavens respond, Thunder God Puhua Tianzun. The Sun Emperor of Fusang, the Moon Emperor of the Western Extreme. The Four Truths and Three Qi form the green light. They stabilize the three fields, the True Emperor resides within. Swallow the sun's essence, ascend with golden light, the sun and moon move internally, the elixir palace and the green room. Exhale to form a jade body, inhale the jade light. Demons and ghosts will be expelled, the three corpses will perish. After three and nine, bow to the Immortal King. Urgently, as the command of the High God of Shenxiao and the Jade Purity King!"

Denglizi did not believe Xuankong had the ability to ascend to heaven, so he stood there calmly, watching him recite the incantation.

He chuckled coldly, slowly pointing to the sky, but this time it didn't work. Denglizi, with a cold sweat on his fat face, hurriedly looked up and saw that as Xuankong cast the spells, countless lightning bolts quickly swirled around the Ghost-Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Talisman.

Occasionally, faint thunder rumbled.

Xuankong saw through it. Although the Ghost-Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Talisman could also be used for other techniques, its foundation was based on thunder magic. Therefore, he wanted to force the use of the 'Shenxiao Five Thunders Technique' to compete for control of the talisman.

This was not an ordinary object but a secret treasure passed down from the previous generation of the Kongtong Sect.

Thinking about the consequences of losing it, Denglizi, despite the cold sweat on his face, hurriedly cast several spells to try to retrieve the talisman. Xuankong wouldn't let him get away with it, and he blew hard, sending a bolt of lightning to strike the Ghost-Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Talisman.

The lightning followed Denglizi's gaze and struck him. Denglizi quickly averted his gaze, closed his eyes, and focused, then opened them again, sending two beams of white light forward.

This was the critical moment for the struggle over the treasure. Xuankong seized a glimmer of hope and said with a smile, "It's done!"

He laughed, his body riding a clear wind, floating in the air like a ghost, and reached out to put the Ghost-Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Talisman in his bosom. No matter how Denglizi jumped and stomped his feet in anger below, Xuankong remained unmoved.

Having obtained the Ghost-Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Talisman, Xuankong jumped onto the roof, summoned his sword, and placed it on the talisman, the sword qi occasionally cutting through the talisman.

Denglizi retracted his magic, about to attack again, but saw that Xuankong's sword had already left countless marks on the talisman. He was anxious. If he lost the Ghost-Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Talisman, he might have another chance to find it, but if it was destroyed, he wouldn't be able to return to the capital and would have to pack his bags to avoid the full-scale pursuit by his senior brother.

"Little friend, please stop!" Denglizi submitted, standing under the house and reining in his anger.

Wang Qi, hiding in the corner, saw his senior brother gain the upper hand and proudly came out, waving his fist at Xuankong: "Senior Brother, well done!" This was the most thrilling fight Xuankong had ever had since he crossed over. When he came to his senses, he felt his legs were weak.

In his previous life, he had seen many examples of being overturned at the moment of victory. At this point, he had to keep up the act.

If he was going to act, he might as well go all out. Xuankong smiled, "Senior, do you still want to fight?"

Denglizi, who served as a court official, was not a subordinate of Cihang Pudu and didn't need to use his sect's secret treasure to help Cihang Pudu chase criminals. He quickly forced a smile, "Little friend, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry!"

"Look, our Kongtong and Laoshan Sects have a long-standing friendship. It was just a joke, please don't take it to heart."

What friendship? The Laoshan Sect had only been established for less than fifty years, how could it have any connection with the Kongtong Sect?

If the old Daoist master were here, he would kneel to Denglizi to acknowledge the relationship.

But unfortunately, it was Xuankong here, and he had the upper hand. Xuankong put on a pained face, "If our two sects are considered old friends, I won't be able to explain it when I return to the mountain."

He asked, "Wang Qi, what does the sect's rules say?"

Wang Qi, seeing Denglizi's fat face trembling, held back his laughter and replied, "Strictly forbidden to offend fellow Daoists, violators will be expelled from the sect!"

Xuankong put on a frightened look and asked Denglizi, "Senior, you heard it, offending fellow Daoists will result in expulsion from the sect."

Denglizi was inwardly bleeding, calling him 'senior' all the time, but where was the respect when he was attacking? But with the sect's secret treasure in Xuankong's hands, he had to put on a smile, "It was just a sparring match, little friend, don't take it to heart. I will personally visit the Laoshan Sect and explain to your senior."

Xuankong was furious. This fatso was still thinking of going to the old Daoist master to report him?

He coldly snorted and shouted, "No more playing, it's time for a robbery!" He might as well play the role of his previous profession. After all, it had been about twenty years since he had personally taken charge of such a job.

Denglizi was stunned, not knowing which word had offended this little master.

Heaven help him, he was now afraid of Xuankong and wouldn't dare to report him to the Laoshan Sect.

Wang Qi looked at Xuankong and said, "Senior Brother, this fatso is probably hard of hearing, he didn't hear you clearly." This was not just fanning the flames but also pouring oil on the fire!

Xuankong gritted his teeth and repeated, "Now, it's time for a robbery! Hands on your head, squat down, and sing the national anthem!"

Denglizi's anger surged. He had joined the Kongtong Sect in the Tang Dynasty and was a top merchant in the human world before that. When had anyone dared to rob him in broad daylight? Wang Qi secretly laughed and took a few steps forward.

He could vaguely see Denglizi's hand moving, as if he was about to cast a spell.

He quickly raised his head, "Senior Brother, this fatso is not being honest." His admiration for Denglizi had faded, and now he only thought that his senior brother was the most impressive!

Xuankong chuckled, making it look like he was about to release sword light and destroy the Ghost-Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Talisman. Denglizi's heart sank, and he took a step back, whispering, "What did you say?" He had been too angry to hear Xuankong clearly.

Xuankong didn't mind repeating, "Now is the time for a robbery, hands on your head, squat down, and sing the national anthem!"

Wang Qi looked at Xuankong with admiration and said, "Senior Brother is right!"

If there was a next time, he would never come to Laoshan again, or at least bring ten thousand disciples. Denglizi obediently squatted on the ground, hands on his head, counting his toes, while strongly suspecting in his heart.

This Laoshan Sect might just be a bandit gang from the secular world!

The robbery was so professional!

He didn't know that Xuankong's previous profession was indeed this, but he had never robbed cultivators, who were quasi-immortals, before. How wronged he felt, Denglizi had to raise his head and ask like a good boy, "What is a national anthem?" From the Tang Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, there was no such concept of a national anthem at this time.