Buli Dumpling

"Mr. Xu, are you really a Heavenly Master?"
"As genuine as they come, more real than gold!"
"I've heard that your reputation in the supernatural circle is really bad, even to the point where a ghost once called the police saying you were threatening him?"
"Impossible!"
"It wasn't me!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Xu Yang clenched the Thousand-Year Peachwood Sword in his hand, and said, "What's the name of that ghost? Would you dare to let him confront me face to face?"
(PS: This book is also known as 'This Heavenly Master is too Vicious', 'Scaring Ghosts Makes You Stronger'.)

This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Xu Yang asked, "Sir, how old are you this year? If I'm not mistaken, the cultivation you practice should be from the Quanzhen Sect, right?"


The old man said, "I'm 64 years old this year, and I don't know what I'm practicing... I used to be a rag-picker. About seven or eight years ago, I found an old Daoist book with some techniques in it. I thought it was interesting, so I started practicing."


"Unexpectedly, after some time of practicing, my deafness was cured, my waist was no longer sore, my back no longer ached, and even my many years of periarthritis was healed. I can go up eighteen flights of stairs without panting or my heart racing, just like a young man, so I kept practicing."


Why does this speech sound so familiar?


It seems that he often saw it on TV commercials when he was a child...


Chapter 372: 36 Overseas Fairy Islands (Seeking Subscription) _2