The fortune teller introduced the Taoist priest: "Thunder-striking bamboo and wood are bamboos struck by lightning, which gathers the energy of lightning. They are the supreme divine wood in Taoist magic, and are the essence of the combination of the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and the combination of the lightning of heaven and earth!"

"The magical instruments made with lightning strikes on bamboo and wood have the fortune of a god. Today, the silly grandson of the Goddess of Heaven will surely die!" The Taoist beside me looked at the bamboo in Liu Buping's hand with envy and said.

"Not necessarily. It's so late that fool didn't come out. Maybe that fool didn't dare to come!" Another scar man next to me stretched out his hand and naturally put it on my shoulder, looking at me and said, "Little brother, do you think what I said makes sense!"

I looked at the scar man standing side by side on the table with me and said embarrassedly: "Yes, yes, if I were Pi Jianqing, I would definitely not come!"

Just as we were talking, the Taoist Yunlin had already taken Liu Buping to the center of the arena. Under the gaze of everyone below the stage, Yunlin raised the thing covered with red cloth in his hand and said, "Dear friends from all over the world, before the competition, my Shenxiao Sect needs to figure out a very important thing. This matter is related to the Taoist fortune of my Shenxiao Sect for nearly a thousand years!"

When the Taoist Yunlin spoke, the other eight elders of the Shenxiao Sect sat upright on the ring. It was obvious that the Taoist Yunlin had already told them about the Emperor Ginseng.

"Look at the Taoist priests of the Shenxiao Sect, each look ugly than the other. It seems that what Taoist Yunlin wants to say is very important!"

"What the hell is it that can make the nine elders of the Shenxiao Sect go down the mountain at the same time?"

"I don't know, it should be a big deal!"

After the discussions in the audience became smaller, Taoist Yunlin opened the red cloth in his hand, and a strange cat about the size of an adult fox appeared in the iron cage in the hands of Taoist Yunlin.

Lynx!

The lynx in the iron cage was arching its body, and its hair was blowing up. It was staring at the Taoist Yunlin with a fierce look. The strange cat lynx was covered with long, short and terrifying scars, and I don’t know what I was beaten.

After seeing the wounded lynx in the iron cage of Taoist Yunlin, my heart felt like it was filled with lead water, and it instantly became very heavy.

"What is this? Why does it look so strange?"

"I don't know, it looks like a tiger cub!"

After looking around in the audience, Taoist Yunlin glanced around and said, "Just a few days ago, a gangster stole the 'imperial ginseng' that our Shenxiao Sect had cultivated for thousands of years in the City God Hall in the west of the city. This strange cat is the gangster's accomplice!"

Zhu Xunuo knew the strange cat lynx. When she saw the strange cat lynx, her face suddenly became nervous. The girl quickly walked to the side of Taoist Yunlin and said, "Master Yunlin, are you mistaken? Isn't the person who took away your 'Imperial Ginseng' the head of your Shenxiao Sect?"

Before the Yunlin Taoist said, Taoist Yunmu, who was sitting in the middle of the ring, said, "Miss Xunuo, that person is pretending. The head of our Shenxiao Sect is still fasting and resting."

After hearing this, Zhu Xunuo was silent for a few minutes and said worriedly: "Then how about you guys treat this kitten?"
Chapter completed!