Chapter 107: 20 Years Older Is Not a Problem, 200 Years Older Is Not a Problem
Chapter 107: 20 Years Older Is Not a Problem, 200 Years Older Is Not a Problem
"Shouldn't there be a demon pill or something like that? Eating it can quickly improve your cultivation. Really?"
"No."
Tan Wenjie held up the corpse of a white fox that was completely wrapped in plastic wrap and said, "Without this, how dare you say you are a thousand-year-old fox spirit?"
He has killed the thousand-year-old fox spirit and gained 1500 experience points.
He didn't even have time to wait for the lightning to strike, or to carry the thousand-year-old fox spirit back to Zhuge Kongping to borrow a generator.
The enemy was too strong, and he couldn't use magic for a long time, so the best option was to kill the enemy directly, and then trap the thousand-year-old fox spirit with ghost-catching plastic wrap before its soul left its body.
After the thousand-year-old fox spirit turned into a ghost, its strength could not be underestimated. For this, Tan Wenjie used 5 rolls of plastic wrap and spent another 100 magic coins.
"Why do you hate Maoshan disciples?" Tan Wenjie already had some guesses in his mind, but guesses were not as good as hearing the thousand-year-old fox spirit speak out herself.
The soul of the thousand-year-old fox spirit: "Back then, I was just one step away from achieving a thousand-year-old cultivation, but the leader of your Maoshan Sect didn't want me to succeed and injured me, so I had to hide. I finally waited for him to ascend to heaven, and wanted to kill all the Maoshan Taoists in Zixia Temple for revenge, but I met that woman. She used her magic to fight me to a standstill, but in the end, she was just one move away from death in my hands. But I didn't expect that the leader of Maoshan, that idiot, would be injured by your Maoshan ancestor's magic with the Taiyi Divine Crossbow, so I could only hide and heal slowly."
Tan Wenjie could hear the other party's anger.
If it were me, I would be just as angry. I would be injured when I was about to succeed in my cultivation. Since I couldn't beat the opponent, I would wait for him to die of old age before coming to my house to pay for my father's debt.
But I didn't expect that he would use the law to deal with me.
If you can't beat him, use the Dharma, no matter if it was hundreds of years ago or now when you meet Tan Wenjie.
These Taoists have no martial ethics and are too protective of their own people.
"So you want to absorb the yang energy of 108 strong men?"
"As long as I absorb 108 strong men, I can fully recover my strength, and even cultivate the magic way, and become invincible from then on, but I didn't expect to run into you."
"Invincible again? No, you really believe it."
Tan Wenjie didn't understand why some people always wanted to be invincible, and complained, "And you want to be invincible after only sucking 108 strong men, isn't that pure nonsense? Are there any requirements for birth date? Just suck whatever you want?"
Even if the gods of this world do not appear, their power can always be borrowed.
Other evil sects are so picky when they practice, they want yin years, yin months, yin days, yin times and so on, and after absorbing them they are just so-so. But here you can just grab 108 of them and absorb them and you will be invincible.
If the fox spirit sucked away the 108 heroes of Water Margin, it would be somewhat believable.
Tan Wenjie asked: "You have been practicing for a thousand years, do you have any practice methods?"
Cultivate monsters.
Tan Wenjie wanted to raise a dog, and Uncle Long, who didn't like playing games, said that a Taoist priest with fifteen dogs could run rampant throughout the district.
The thousand-year-old fox spirit replied dryly, "Worship the moon and practice in the mountains."
Tan Wenjie understood: "You don't have any method to practice, so you just stayed in the mountains for a thousand years?"
Other vixen, some work for the goddess Nuwa, some are concubines of the great demon king Bull Demon King, but when it comes to you, you can’t get her even if 108 strong men try.
Are you going to stay here to gain experience, or will you be given something nice if you sign for a thousand years?
Tan Wenjie had to change his mind: "What's the name of the head of Maoshan you are talking about?"
"I only know that the woman's name is Zhang Susu, and she has the Seven Star Lamp and Jade Cauldron that I can borrow magic from."
The fox spirit, who didn't want to be beaten to death, was very cooperative and answered whatever was asked.
What kind of saints from the three religions could kill her? She thought she was deceived.
As long as your fist is big enough and your strength is strong enough, you can kill yourself.
If she could find a chance to escape from the strange ghost-catching device, she would endure for a few hundred more years, wait for Tan Wenjie to die, and then kill all the Maoshan disciples for revenge.
This is her, the life philosophy of an upright thousand-year-old fox demon: if you can’t win, just endure it, and if you survive, you will be a great demon yourself.
Tan Wenjie: “Sure enough!”
He was moved.
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When Tan Wenjie returned to Tanjia Town by bus, four days had passed.
He didn't draw the lottery on the way, he was in a hurry and couldn't ship the goods, and the steps required for drawing the lottery could not be missed.
"What's going on outside? It's so lively."
Tan Wenjie opened the carriage curtain and asked the person beside him.
"Hey, Boss Tan!" A passerby who was called on the roadside was surprised and hurriedly explained, "It's the girl from Ruyiju. Someone redeemed her to be a concubine."
"Oh, someone bought a mining card."
Many people buy mining cards at high prices. Some people know that they are mining cards, so they buy them and work hard to make them. There are also many people who buy them as "just unpacked" and treat them well.
At the Tan Mansion, servants came to greet us as soon as we entered the door.
"master!"
"What's wrong?" Tan Wenjie handed the box to the other party.
"Your master, the second uncle of the Zhu family said he has something important to discuss with you."
"I'll be there in a minute." Tan Wenjie nodded, and after taking two steps he stopped again: "By the way, go get someone to bring back the statue of Zhong Kui, and then get another statue of Black Tiger General."
"Which Black Tiger General?"
"General Xiatan, the Black Tiger General under the table."
Tan Wenjie thought for a moment and added, "It's the one that Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, rides on. Oh, and by the way, please bring Zhao Gongming back as well."
Even though Marshal Zhao and Lord Guan ignored him, he still had to give the offerings as Mr. Tan didn't lack the money.
"Hey, now there are three gods of wealth in the family, right?"
Guan Yu is the God of Wealth and War, and God of Wealth is only one of his divine duties.
Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, holds a gold ingot in his hand, and even the black tiger under his seat is also the God of Wealth.
Zhong Kui, the all-powerful god, the god of wealth is just one of his duties.
And they all have extremely evil spirits.
"If I don't get rich, who will?"
Other gods of wealth may not be effective, but the gods of wealth that Mr. Tan worships all have a favorable impression of him.
After changing his clothes and taking a quick shower, Tan Wenjie hurried to the Zhu family. He was worried that his second uncle was preparing to clock in for work in the underworld early. Although he was in the system, they were separated by the Yin and Yang, and it would be difficult to see him again next time.
When Tan Wenjie hurried over, he saw his second uncle playing with a spinning top.
Zhu Dachang was beaten so hard that he was spinning in circles. He was slapped once with his forehand and once with his backhand. Tan Wenjie was jealous. He thought his second uncle had such a unique skill but didn't pass it on to him. He really wanted to take it with him to his coffin. He had to learn it.
"Brother Jack!"
Zhu Dachang was very surprised to see Tan Wenjie coming.
"You made Master unhappy again?" Tan Wenjie raised his hand to take the teaching aids.
Zhu Dachang protected his cheeks with both hands, pretending to be cute by holding a small flower, which made Tan Wenjie almost unable to hold back and kick him.
"No, it's my marriage."
"Since you don't want to marry Xiaoyun, I'll have to do it reluctantly." Tan Wenjie sighed.
"Don't, Brother Jie, I didn't say I didn't want to. If you get out of this, I won't have a chance. Forget about our business. I don't dare to tell you."
Zhu Dachang left in disgrace, fearing that Tan Wenjie would really come and snatch his wife away.
"Master."
"Well, I just happened to talk to you about something." The second uncle turned and went into the house. He waited for Tan Wenjie to follow him in before saying, "There's news about the lady from a wealthy family that I asked the matchmaker to find out for you."
"Really?"
Although the family already has a hard-working secretary named Xiaohong to take care of the accounts, Tan Wenjie doesn't mind having too many wives.
In an era when it was legal to marry a wife and take concubines, he wanted to make more contributions to the expansion of the Tan family.
"This family is not ordinary." The second uncle smiled slightly, "It has been passed down since ancient times, and it is also a famous family in the spiritual world. She just turned 16, and she has learned real skills from her mother and is proficient in iron plate fortune-telling. The five elements belong to water, and she is a good fortune for her husband and children."
The more Tan Wenjie listened, the more he felt something was wrong: "Master, what is this girl's last name?"
"Zhuge!" Second Uncle laughed, "The Zhuge of Zhuge Kongming."
Tan Wenjie almost jumped up: "Zhuge Xiaohua?"
Second Uncle: "Have you heard of it?"
Tan Wenjie: "Master, what kind of cheating marriage agency did you find? This won't work, it definitely won't work!"
"Why not? Doesn't it meet your requirements?"
"I accept that she is 16 years old, pretty, good at accounting, good at housekeeping, compatible with me, and from a famous family. I also accept that."
"so what?"
"But I got her master's aunt, and it was her parents who decided this marriage personally, and she became my concubine. Do you think Zhuge Kongping would commit suicide and then turn into a ghost to avenge me if he knew that I stole his childhood sweetheart and was going to marry her daughter?"
The second uncle frowned and said, "I don't know her aunt, but her father is in his thirties or forties, so her aunt should be not young either."
Although he couldn't control his apprentice's taking a concubine, the second uncle felt that the age gap was too big and it was inappropriate.
Suddenly he thought of Zhu Dachang again. His apprentice's wife and concubines were trying hard to marry, but Zhu Dachang couldn't even catch a potential lover who was waiting in the pot.
"Yeah, 29."
"Don't you want to be 16?"
Tan Wenjie answered with a smile. With Bai Rourou's figure, it might not be appropriate to marry her as a wife at the age of 29. However, since he only wanted her body and not her heart, it would be perfect for him to take her as a concubine.
The second uncle felt that all his efforts in asking a matchmaker to come to him were in vain. Looking at Tan Wenjie's expression, he knew that the concubine who had not yet married into the family must be extremely beautiful. Moreover, he had already sent Tan Wenjie's photo and information over, and in the capacity of a senior in the spiritual world.
What a shame!
The second uncle said angrily, "Why don't you find someone who is 20 years older than you? Why don't you find someone who is 200 years older than you?"
Tan Wenjie: "Master, don't worry. 20 years older is not okay, but 200 years older is fine for me."
(End of this chapter)