Chapter 107: The Defeat of the Taoist Ancestor's Disciple; Huang San Returns the Treasure with a Heavy Heart

  Huang Shiren was on his way back to Luoyang from Jin'ao Island, worrying about how to escape the heavenly punishment for establishing a demonic cult. He met a strange old Taoist who dragged him into drinking and eating meat, but after getting drunk, he turned against Huang and asked him to exchange goods for the wine, what a despicable person!

  This old man, Huang Shiren didn't recognize him. Moreover, Old Huang was extremely clear that the other's cultivation far surpassed his own. Just the aura emanating from his body explained everything. Perhaps with just a snap of his fingers, he could take his life.

  But Lao Huang has his own way of dealing with people like that, Lu Ya is so powerful, wasn't he also dealt with properly, and in the end, he was left with nothing.

  This old Taoist priest, although his cultivation is high, looks like a good person and has a kind heart, with no ill intentions towards himself, otherwise he would have made his move long ago.

  Since then, Huang Shiren felt at ease and immediately employed the same tactics he had used against Lu Ya.

  Dealing with people like this, Old Huang has experience and thinks he can handle it easily.

  The old Taoist looked at Huang Shiren with a contemptuous expression, burst out laughing, twirled his whiskers and pointed at Huang Shiren, saying: "You rascal, you're really slick."

  "Haha, thanks for the compliment, big brother." Huang Shiren's face was thick-skinned, and he took out a jar of good wine, saying: "Big brother, although we are brothers, even close brothers have to settle accounts clearly. If you want to drink more wine, just exchange something for it on the spot. A pre-heavenly artifact or a nine-turn golden elixir will do. I'm not greedy, one pre-heavenly artifact can be exchanged for one jar of wine, and one nine-turn golden elixir can also be exchanged for one jar. What do you think?"

  This cheap person, is really heartless beyond compare.

  The old Taoist nodded: "It's not impossible, I have many innate treasures, and the nine-turn golden elixir is no trivial matter."

  "Haha, that's great! Big brother, hurry up and bring it out, bring it out and you'll have wine to drink!" Huang Shiren swung the wine jar, excited.

  Looks like I've run into a dimwit!

  "It's not that I didn't take it out, it's just that I never brought these useless things with me in the first place." The old Daoist said with a smile.

  "Useless thing!?" Huang Shiren was stunned, wiping away his sweat. The Heavenly Treasure and the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir he said were useless things!? Mother's, are you really mentally ill?!

  No, this old man looks quite normal in spirit and doesn't seem like a mental patient at all.

  Congenital Treasure, Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, he looked down on them all. Is this guy a saint!?

  No, that's not right either. There are only a few saints, and if Yuanshi Tianzun had seen me, he would have slapped me to death with one palm. I've met Ananda, but although I haven't met Yama, he's dressed as a monk with a shaved head, not like this. That leaves only Taishang Laojun, that bald old man! But this old Taoist isn't bald at all, his hair is quite thick!

  What's going on here? Is it someone who has been hiding in seclusion like a quasi-sage?

  Huang Shiren couldn't guess the old Taoist's origin for a moment and felt guilty.

  Lao Dao looked at Huang Shi Ren like this and laughed even more, saying: "Ah Huang, previously when you deceived Lu Ya, was it also like this?"

  "Almost." Huang Shiren was guessing where he was, and then suddenly realized it as soon as the words came out of his mouth.

  What the...! Who is this old man?! He actually knows the secrets between me and my cheap master! And he even dares to call out Lu Ya's name, knowing my true identity!

  No! This old man has a problem!

  "Halt! Old man! Who are you?! What do you want to do?! I'm telling you, I'm not someone to be trifled with! If you mess with me, my master Lu Ya will settle the score with you!" Huang Shi-ren brandished his Wind and Thunder Cudgel, looking ridiculous with a mixture of ferocity and awkwardness.

  Haha. The old man was furious: "You, Ah Huang! If I wanted to deal with you, would you still have a life?! You were just calling me 'old brother' affectionately, and now you're denying it?"

  "Go away! My name is Huang Shi Ren, Huang San Tai, Huang San Lao Zu! What's with this Ah Huang Ah Huang nonsense, like a cat and dog!" Huang Shi Ren shouted.

  "My mouth is open on your face, I think what to call and how to call it, don't you dare?" The old Taoist waved his hand, and the jar of wine in Huang Shiren's hand automatically flew into the old Taoist's hand.

  The old man opened his mouth and sucked in the wine, finishing it off in an instant.

  With another wave of his hand, the dozen or so jars of fine wine left in Huang Shiren's gourd were all summoned over and drunk clean in the blink of an eye.

  "Older brother, this is not right! This is robbery, do you know that?" Huang Shiren had lost his temper. This old Taoist was even more difficult to deal with than Lu Ya.

  Could only sit dejectedly by the old road, hanging his head in shame.

  Since he came out of the mountain, Lao Huang has never been so speechless. Lu Ya, Tong Tian, Nü Wa, Zhunti, which one was not made by him to be smoked by seven orifices, only this old Taoist is awesome!

  Huang Shiren is somewhat convinced.

  Having drunk his fill, Lao Dao smiled and asked: "Where did you come from, Tongtian?"

  Hi! Huang Shiren is really going to scold his mother! How does he know everything?!

  Wait! What did he just call Tongtian Jiaozhu!? Tongtian! A great and mighty saint, and he's addressing him by name directly! Isn't that a bit too arrogant?!

  There aren't many people in this world who can call out Tianyi's name directly, are there? Could it be...

  Huang Shiren looked at the old Taoist priest and suddenly his face turned white, his heart felt empty, and cold sweat broke out.

  My goodness! What's wrong with you, what's going on?!

  "Do you know who I am?" The old man seemed to have seen through Huang Shiren's thoughts and laughed.

  "I... how did I know!" Huang Shiran looked around and wanted to find a convenient place to run quickly.

  Damn it! Even drinking water gets stuck in my teeth, and now I've run into this guy!

  "Heh heh, I'll sing a Taoist song for you to hear. If you listen carefully, you can guess my identity." The old Taoist put down his wine jug and sang a Taoist song.

  "Lofty abode in the ninefold clouds, the Taoist truth is revealed. Outside the mysterious and yellow heavens, I shall hold the revered teaching. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, the two instruments and four images follow. One Tao transmitted to three friends, two teachings expounded and divided. The mysterious gate leads to excellence, one breath transforms into a grand harmony."

  The song hasn't finished yet, Old Huang suddenly knelt down in front of the old Daoist, prostrating himself and kowtowing three times: "Respectful greetings to the Ancestor of the Dao, junior brother Huang Shiren pays respects to the Ancestor!"

  Grandma's, I've known who you are for a long time!?!

  In this world, apart from Zixiao Palace's Hongjun Daozu, there probably isn't a second person who can directly address Lu Ya and Tongtian by name!

  Hong Jun is the ancestor! That is heaven! Is earth! Is the master of this world!

  Bad luck! Bloody bad luck!

  I just got the Hetu Luoshu and was thinking of ways to ask Tiandao to establish a teaching, but as it turns out, they came to me instead.

  Alas! I'm so miserable! It seems that establishing a school is hopeless for me in this lifetime!

  Huang Shiren knocked his head and wailed in his heart!

  "Haha, you little scoundrel, even taking advantage of me." Daozu heard his nonsense and laughed even harder.

  "Ancestor of the Way, how have I taken advantage of you?" Huang Shiren raised his head and smiled.

  "You should address me as elder brother, even if you are my master. You and your disciple actually call yourselves younger brothers to me, isn't that a breach of etiquette?" said Hong Quan Dao Zu with a smile.

  "Ancestor, you're talking nonsense!" Huang Shiren scrambled up and sat beside the ancestor, laughing: "Earlier, our brothers called each other so affectionately! So good! So heartwarming! My cheap master calls you brother, that's his business. I call you brother, that's my business. One thing at a time. Even if my master came, I'd still call you that. Besides, what's with the crap about seniority? It's just his mother's outdated rules, no reason!"

  "Breaking the rules. This is the way of heaven." The old Daoist said with a smile.

  "What the heaven's fart!" Huang Shiren was not polite at all. What he hated most was the Heaven's Way. He hugged Hong Jun Dao Zu and said, "Old brother, the Heaven's Way is inhumane, treating all things as grass dogs! Is the Heaven's Way always right?! The Heaven's Way is also a will, and it can also be stupid at times! If the Heaven's Way is good, then it's fine. But if the Heaven's Way is not benevolent, we'll take its place and carry out its will! Isn't that the way it should be?"

  "Heaven's way is not benevolent, we'll take Heaven's place to carry out its will..." Hong Jun Dao Zu muttered a sentence of Huang Shi Ren's words, and burst into loud laughter: "Good! Well said! Your mother's primordial chaos! Did you hear that?! Your mother's! Heaven's way is not benevolent, we'll take Heaven's place to carry out its will!"

  Hong Jun Dao Zu looked at the sky and laughed a bit nervously, which made Huang Shi Ren puzzled.

  Hunyuan! ? Who is Hunyuan? ? How come it sounds like this ancestor and Hunyuan are not on the same wavelength!

  No way! Isn't Hong Jun Dao Zu the most formidable person? How can there still be people who dare to defy him? Isn't this like Old Shou Xing hanging himself - dissatisfied with his own long life?

  Huang Shiran was thinking wildly here, but didn't dare ask.

  Enough of your laughter, Hong Jun Dao Zu turned around and looked at Huang Shi Ren, saying: "Ah Huang, have you obtained the Hetu Luoshu?"

  Whoa! This question almost made Huang Shiren spit out his saliva!

  This monster! Nothing can be hidden from him!

  "Alright." Huang Shiren didn't dare to speak rashly in front of Daozu, nodded and said: "Old brother, you wouldn't want my Hetu Luoshu, would you? That's not right! This thing is mine!"

  "Damn it! This thing was bestowed by the Purple Mansion to Fuxi and Da Yu, it's originally a treasure of the Purple Mansion, how did it become yours?"

  You're right. Huang Shiren felt uncomfortable in his heart and said, "Even if it's from the Zi Xuan Palace, it's been countless years, you lost it and didn't look for it, according to the law, you don't have the right to possess it anymore, I found it so it's mine."

  "What law? I don't understand."

  "I told you and you didn't understand. Besides, I just treated you to meat and wine, isn't that enough? How could you snatch your brother's things? Isn't this being cruel and ruthless?"

  Huang Shiren's words made Hong Jun Dao Zu cry and laugh at the same time.

  "A Huang, when did I say I wanted to snatch your things?"

  "Aren't you going to grab it?"

  "I never said I wanted to seize it." Daozu smiled and said, "I'm asking you, do you want to use this thing to establish a sect?"

  Damn it!

  Huang Shiren would have killed Hong Jun Dao Zu with his golden fingers if he could defeat him himself!

  No wonder he's the founder of Taoism, nothing can escape him! Even his own thoughts are crystal clear, what's the point of hiding anything?

  Lao Huang sighed and knew that he would never be able to make anything out of this sect again. In front of the founder, this matter could only be a fleeting dream! What a pity, I still wanted to be the leader for a while!

  "Here! Here!" Old Huang sighed and pulled out the Hetu Luoshu, tossing it to Daozu.

  "What does this mean?"

  "Older brother, don't be too much! You're the first person to make me, Lao Huang, vomit blood! I can't handle you! Take it away! Consider myself unlucky." Huang Shiren wailed.

  "When did I say I wanted your things?" Dao Zu chuckled and waved his hand, and the Hetu Luoshu fell back into Old Huang's arms.

  What's going on?!

  Huang Shiren was stunned for a moment. #### One more update! Hehe.