This Taoist Master is too Frivolous - Chapter 341

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“… …”

Pang Sihua was taken aback.

Guan Yun, on the other hand, asked in surprise, “Uncle Master, is there something wrong? This little black fatty isn’t Xu Yang, and isn’t our Trickster Sect’s Soul Capture Skill only capable of grabbing one soul and one spirit from the Three Souls and Seven Spirits?”

“This little black fatty… seems to be quite normal!”

Humans have Three Souls and Seven Spirits.

Once one soul and one spirit are captured, the person falls into a “comatose fake death” state, just like the little girl in Xu Yang’s funeral shop.

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Another example is vegetative patients.

Most coma patients don’t wake up because their brains have been severely injured, but there are some who are in a coma even after a full set of tests show no problems… This kind is due to “losing their souls,” and since family members take good care of them by talking to them every day and calling their names, there is a chance of waking up… This is because they have recalled their souls!

In folk beliefs, when some children “lose their souls” due to fright, elders usually take the child’s clothes and shout the child’s name in the streets… This is actually a kind of traditional soul summoning method.

As for the so-called “little black fatty,” it was undoubtedly Ma Long.

The Soul Capture Skill of the Trickster Sect can only capture one soul and one spirit from a person, which is why it appears to be confused and muddled.

But Ma Long is different.

He is already in the “Night Wandering Realm”, having cultivated into a Yin deity, and his Three Souls and Seven Spirits have merged with the Yin spirits like evil ghosts, so Pang Sihua’s Soul Capture Skill didn’t capture just one soul or one spirit, but Ma Long’s entire Yin deity!

Originally, Ma Long was still baffled, but when he heard Guan Yun say “little black fatty”, he instantly became furious and shouted, “Damn, who are you? How dare you insult me? Do you know who I am?”

Ma Long’s Yin deity transformed, becoming tall and burly.

His whole body was enveloped in Yin wind, and he coldly said, “I am the grand disciple of the Sixth Yama King of Bicheng in the Underworld Palace, my master is a direct disciple of the King of Bicheng, and my buddy is the inheritor of the Celestial Master Xu Xun, the current sect leader of Jingming Sect, who invaded Xishan Wanshou Palace and defeated twenty-eight Dao Realm practitioners and three Divine Transcendence Realm experts from Lu Shan Sect, scaring away the incarnated Sirius Star Lord, flooding Lu Shan, and forcing out the two old Divine Masters of Lu Shan Sect, Xu Yang!”

He rattled off a series of titles, leaving both Pang Sihua and Guan Yun dumbfounded.

Quickly, Pang Sihua regained his composure and grabbed towards Ma Long with his hand, sneering, “What nonsense about being the grand disciple of King Bicheng? Utter nonsense…”

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However, as soon as he moved, he was stopped by Guan Yun!

“Uncle Master!”

“Hold off on attacking for a moment!”

After blocking his own uncle master’s attack, Guan Yun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, staring straight at Ma Long, and asked, “Did you just say… Xu Yang killed twenty-eight Dao Realm practitioners and three Divine Transcendence Realm practitioners in Xishan Wanshou Palace?”

Ma Long boasted, “To be exact, thirty-five… no, thirty-nine Dao Realm practitioners because my buddy already killed five Dao Realm practitioners from Lu Shan Sect beforehand, and killed a few more Dao Realm practitioners from Lu Shan Sect during the August 12th Lu Shan flood.”

“… …”

Guan Yun’s heart sank, and he asked, “Did he really kill three Divine Transcendence Realm experts?”

“To be exact, it should be four… He killed another one during the flood of Lu Shan.”

Ma Long put his hands on his hips, becoming even more smug.

It’s a pity…

That he couldn’t take a puff of a Chinese cigarette since he was in a “Yin deity out of the body” state.

Guan Yun’s body trembled slightly, feeling his blood pressure soaring, staggering against the wall to steady himself, his voice trembling, “That’s impossible… didn’t Xu Yang only enter Dao Realm with thunder during the journey to the Daoist Skills Conference?”

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Ma Long laughed, “That was such a long time ago! The Daoist Skills Conference was held on Lunar May 24th, my buddy entered Dao Realm with thunder on Lunar May 25th… It’s been a whole month and two days, and he has already reached the Divine Transcendence Realm and refined a Daoist flying sword!”

“Impossible!”

“This is impossible!”

Guan Yun only felt a wave of dizziness as if this world had become absurd!

Even Pang Sihua jumped up from the ground, sneering coldly, “Nonsense, how could one go from just entering Dao Realm to Divine Transcendence Realm in just one month? I know about Lu Shan Sect too… In today’s Da Xia, who could push Lu Shan Sect to such a critical point without the personal intervention of Wang Hou?”

“Let alone immortals and deities descending to earth… how can Xu Yang, a mere mortal, repel Sirius Star Lord?”

Ma Long looked at the two with an eye of pity for the foolish, disdainfully saying, “Are you idiots? Don’t you pay attention to the martial world forums and news? By now, everyone in Da Xia’s martial world knows about these events!”

“Wait a minute…”

He suddenly realized something and screamed, “You haven’t told me why you brought my Yin deity here yet!”

… …

Meanwhile.

The funeral shop.

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The Ma Long who was originally muttering the “incantation” suddenly fell forward to the ground, scaring Xu Yang into running out of the funeral shop to check on him.

Ma Xiaotiao was also frightened and immediately asked, “Mas… Master, what happened to Uncle Long?”

Ma Xiaotiao was calling Xu Yang “master” and Ma Long “uncle” since he had become Xu Yang’s disciple and they regarded each other as brothers and buddies.

After checking briefly, Xu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, “It’s fine, he just had his soul captured.”