"Azhuo! Forget it! These are all children from the neighborhood." Uncle Qiu came out after hearing the noise.

Several young bastards were hit on their acupuncture points and fell to the ground rolling in pain.

Seeing that some of them were still children, Wang Zhuo only punished them with small punishments and severe warnings, and did not hurt them. It would only take a few minutes to make them remember.

Wang Zhuodao: "Children of this age who don't learn well are more dangerous than the Triads. At least the Triads have some sense of proportion to ordinary people. If these children don't get a good education, they won't know the importance of it."

He slapped a switchblade on the counter. It was the one that one of the children had stabbed him in the back. If it were an ordinary person, someone would have been killed just now. This is why Wang Zhuo used the method of punishment.

Uncle Qiu's eyes widened when he saw this, he stepped forward and pointed at the switchblade and cursed: "Who is this?"

Uncle Qiu looked more like a retired club boss than a Taoist priest. Obviously, these young and Dangerous boys were afraid of him, so they kept their heads down and kept silent.

In the end, unable to withstand Uncle Qiu's threats, one of the young and Dangerous boys admitted it.

Uncle Qiu scolded: "I kindly let you play here, but you are making trouble in my place! A Biao went back and wrote a 5,000-word review. Each of you wrote 2,000 words, and the punctuation marks did not count!"

The young and Dangerous boys grimaced: "Uncle Qiu, can you please take it a little less!"

"No! When the time comes, I will check that there is one missing word, and you can figure it out on your own! Get out of here!"

The young and Dangerous boys seem to have received an amnesty.

"Wait! You admit your mistake to Brother Zhuo before you leave!"

Just now, the young and Dangerous boys saw that Wang Zhuo looked like an ordinary office worker, so they were able to act violently. Now after receiving a beating, they knew that the opponent was not a professional boxer, but maybe a red stick in the club.

Who dared to make a mistake? He bowed desperately and said, "Brother Zhuo, I was wrong."

Uncle Qiu waved them away.

Wang Zhuo said: "That boy just now really wanted to stab me to death."

Qiu Shu said: "Forget it, A-Zhuo, how can they hurt you with your abilities? That A-Biao is also a poor child. His father was hacked to death for being a member of the club, and his mother raised him as a prostitute, and there is usually no one to discipline him.

, you can’t blame him for being like that.”

Wang Zhuodao: "No matter how pitiful he is, those who will be harmed by him in the future will be even more innocent. Our Maoshan sect pays attention to upholding justice for heaven. Uncle Qi, please don't be merciful when it's time to take action. Otherwise, you will also bear part of the responsibility for the debt caused by your appeasement.

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Uncle Qiu kept silent and asked: "Are you here to get a spell tattoo?"

Wang Zhuo said: "I was originally going to come tomorrow, but I went out for a stroll today and stopped by to take a look."

Uncle Qiu said: "This is called coming early. I just finished the preparations and wanted to inform you to come tomorrow."

Wang Zhuo was overjoyed: "Can it be done now?"

Uncle Qiu said: "Nine times out of ten! Come with me!"

Wang Zhuo followed Uncle Qiu to the inner room. The inner room was very different from the outside. The statue of Tathagata was enshrined on the shrine facing the west, while the remains of Mao Xiaofang and Meng Xiaohai were placed in staggered shrines on the table facing the east.

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"Lin Zhengying and Mao Dao look so similar."

"Yes, if my master hadn't been serving in the underworld, I would have thought that Lin Zhengying was the reincarnation of his master."

"By the way, uncle Qiu. How come we, the Maoshan sect, don't worship the Three Pure Ones but worship the Tathagata?"

Wang Zhuo had long wanted to ask about Maoshan Taoist priests' behavior of taking refuge in Buddhism.

Uncle Qiu asked: "Don't you have any contact with the people above?"

The so-called above are the seniors of the sect who have become elites in the sect and serve in heaven or the underworld.

Wang Zhuo said blankly: "I am devoted to cultivation and have not contacted him."

Uncle Qiu said: "The three Supreme Heavenly Lords have disappeared long ago, and now the Great Heavenly Lord in the Heavenly Court is none other than Tathagata Buddha."

Ah? Wang Zhuo was stunned when he heard this. Tathagata Buddha, the leader of the heaven, what kind of operation is this?

"What about the four great emperors of Anji, Ziwei, Tianhuang and Houtu?" (The Jade Emperor does not exist in this book, and the four emperors are the highest under the Three Purities of Taoism)

"It is said that before Taiqing Tianzun left, he designated Tathagata Buddha as the ruler of the world, so the four great emperors were responsible for assisting Tathagata Buddha in managing the three realms."

Wang Zhuo let out a sigh of relief. This explanation made sense.

The Taoist gods are still there, but now they are under the command of Buddha.

It’s no wonder that the people who appear in the world of Zhengyue are always Buddhist bigwigs, but the ones who walk around the world to slay demons and demons are mostly Taoist priests.

But since the three pure states have disappeared, where did the purple energy that appeared during my cultivation and incarnation come from?

When I couldn't figure it out, I stopped thinking about it and followed Uncle Qiu's instructions and lay down on the stage.

Qiu Shu set up an altar to perform rituals, burned documents, and began to invite the gods of Lei Department.

Uncle Qiu's urn was only of the third grade and was not as good as Wang Zhuo's, so Wang Zhuo activated his own urn and recited the name of the god of thunder recorded on the urn.

The cigarette on the altar was originally ethereal, but suddenly it became straight, like a pillar of smoke, straight into the sky.

Uncle Qiu perked up, put down the command flag in his hand, and picked up the tattoo pen: "The gods are coming!"

boom!!!

There was a loud thunder on the ground, as if the whole room was shaking, startling Sister Jiajia who was making health tea.

She ran to the window and saw that the originally clear sky suddenly had dark clouds, seeming to cover the entire Xiangjiang River.

"The weather forecast is really unreliable. Didn't it say it will be sunny these two days? It thunders anyway. Oops, the clothes on the rooftop are still confiscated!"

Ridong Group, Xiangjiang Branch.

Kazuo Yamamoto, whose pseudonym is Takeshi Yamamoto, walked to the window with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.

This thundercloud came very strangely and even enveloped the entire Xiangjiang River. It was not a normal celestial phenomenon.

He had a vague premonition in his heart, as if something that could threaten him was about to happen.

He pondered whether to speed up the planning process.

A nunnery.

A young woman who was meditating to purify her mind plucked her rosary beads. When she heard the sound of thunder, she counted with her fingers, and an elusive smile appeared on her face.

The vastness is hard to see, and the sound of thunder breaks through the fog.

The variables that affect the general trend of heaven and earth have finally appeared.

waiting bar.

Two stunning women, one green and one white, sit by the window.

Yu Jiaolong smiled and said: "Sister, the last time I saw such a thundercloud was when he was angry. You can't be wrong, I think he must have come to keep an appointment."

The woman in white caressed Yu Jiaolong's hair: "The time is getting closer and closer. The rebellion in the world he said is coming soon. We must first fulfill his instructions."

"Yeah, I know."

The camera returns to Uncle Qiu's game arcade.

Uncle Qiu's face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

He couldn't notice it during practice, but when he actually performed it, he spent a lot of energy with each stab.

as well as.

He always endured the pressure from the gods of the Thunder Department.

Ordinary people can't see it, they can only see a thundercloud covering the whole Hong Kong.

But Uncle Qiu, as a person who invites gods, can clearly see the gods in the sky with his spiritual consciousness, staring at his writing hand with serious faces.

Although he could not recognize his face, the flashing names of gods on the inscriptions clearly told him which gods were in the thunder clouds.

In addition to countless heavenly soldiers of the Thunder Department, there are thirty-six divine generals of the Thunder Department, twenty-four heavenly guardians, five thunder kings, five thunder emperors, five marshals of the thunder department, the thunder father and the mother of lightning, the wind boy rain master, and the thunder chief Shenwei.

True Monarch Dang Moli and Thunderbolt, as well as the True Monarch who is the chief god of each of the three provinces, four prefectures and nine divisions of the Lei Department, actually all the gods of the Lei Department arrived.

As well as the supreme existence of the Lei Department who was guarded by the bodyguards on the left and right, General Qing Lei Shi Lei.

Leizu!

The reason why I don't call him by his god's name is because Uncle Qiu, who is only a third-grade man, is not qualified to write down his name on the urn!

But even Azhuo's second-grade Dharma Ribbon should not be qualified to attract this relative.

All members of the Lei Department are here, what’s going on!

Impressed by the power of the gods of the Thunder Department, and unable to maintain his energy and energy, Uncle Qiu was only halfway through the tattoo process when he felt that his whole body was so weak that he could no longer tattoo it.

With a bitter look on his face, he said: "Azhuo, it was my fault. I'm sorry for you."
Chapter completed!