In the bookstore, Yang Xiao watched the battle.
In fact, he didn't want these guys to go to Buddhism beforehand.
Simply because Buddhism sent so many people to deal with Kong Xuan, he asked them to help.
It's just that these guys came to try to rob it because they thought it would be beneficial to them because Long Long and Tang Sanzang went to Buddhism.
However, Buddhism is not a vegetarian, and it is not that simple to deal with them.
Looking at the current situation, there is no other situation. It will not be a matter of time to decide the winner.
Without paying much attention to these guys, Yang Xiao turned to look at Ran Deng.
"If you don't tell me, I'll beat you again!"
Seeing that this guy Ran Deng didn't tell him, Yang Xiao's eyes were unkind.
Staring at Yang Xiao, Ran Deng hummed: "I've already been beaten anyway, so what if I get beaten again."
"Oh, you're so stubborn, I still don't believe it."
With a wicked smile on his face, Yang Xiao deliberately glanced up and down at Ran Deng.
Ji Lingling shivered, and Ran Deng said tremblingly: "What do you want to do?"
"What do you think? If you don't tell me, I have to find a way to get you to tell me. Let me think about it. Should the owner sprinkle some itching powder on you or feed you something to make your stomach upset?"
“Don’t doubt it, my shop owner has a lot of weird things here, and they will definitely be effective.”
Touching his chin, Yang Xiao pretended to be thinking.
Ran Deng was frightened when he saw this. Young man, you don't have martial ethics. Could you please stop using such damaging moves?
If he wanted to beat him up, he would light up the lamp and hit him, but using itching powder or something like that would sound very creepy.
"It's decided. Let's try it one by one. First, I'll try the itching powder. I'll wake everyone up and watch it together."
After a while, Yang Xiao's eyes lit up slightly, he glanced at the lamp with a smile, and then prepared to call someone.
Ran Deng said with a mournful face: "No, no, no, don't you think it's okay if I tell you."
Ran Deng had just seen that there were several people from his Buddhist sect.
What's more, even if he wasn't from the Buddhist sect, if word got out about his embarrassing incident in the bookstore, he would be ashamed to show his face to others!
It doesn't matter if you are thick-skinned. You are scratching your whole body and having diarrhea, but you can't find the place. Thinking of seeing that kind of scene, you want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Did you tell me earlier? Do you still want me to use my brain? Do you have to compensate me?"
Yang Xiao turned around and said cheerfully.
Ran Deng couldn't laugh or cry: "Compensate, can't I just apologize?"
Now that people are under the eaves, they have to lower their heads. Ran Deng is very depressing.
Then Ran Deng told Yang Xiao a series of formulas and threw a lot of treasures to Yang Xiao.
"Shopkeeper, for the sake of my reputation, let me join the bookstore. I will be your loyal follower from now on."
Seeing Yang Xiao preparing to try, Ran Deng suddenly said.
Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao looked confused and looked at Ran Deng in disbelief.
After a while, Yang Xiao came back to his senses and asked: "Are you sure that you are not a Buddhist?"
"No, I entered Buddhism originally to improve my strength. Now Buddhism can no longer help me improve, but the shop owner can, hehe."
Without thinking, Ran Deng answered and then told the reason.
Knowing that it was useless to talk about other things, Ran Deng directly told the truth.
"You're such a good guy, you're really a wallflower. Then one day this store owner won't be able to help you improve, will you be like now and kick my bookstore without hesitation?"
Staring at Ran Deng, Yang Xiao curled his lips speechlessly.
At that time, Ran Deng was a member of the Chan Sect, and he was still the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, and his status was only lower than Yuan Shi.
In other words, Antarctic Immortal Weng and Yun Zhongzi are slightly comparable to Ran Deng in terms of status, while the Twelve Golden Immortals are even inferior to Ran Deng.
But this guy, seeing the prospects of Buddhism, abandoned the teaching without hesitation, joined Buddhism, and became the ancient Buddha of Buddhism.
Now I feel that Buddhism is no longer available, so I want to hang out in his bookstore again.
Why should he be the shop owner's little follower? Even if he is a follower, he is still a young man. What would he do with such a bad old man?
Yang Xiao pouted speechlessly, and did not rush to agree to light the lamp. He first tried to recite the spell to see if he could get Ma Shan out.
The mana poured in, and after the spell was recited, a ferocious guy with three eyes appeared in front of him silently.
After taking a few curious glances, Yang Xiao asked doubtfully, "Are you Ma Shan?"
"It's your Grandpa Ma. What kind of shopkeeper are you, how dare you bully my master?"
With angry eyes, Ma Shan looked at Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao, who had a dark face, slapped him with his hand.
Your master is obedient to Lan Deng, but you are just a tool spirit, why are you so arrogant?
Ma Shan staggered after being slapped, became furious and prepared to fight back.
"Stop, I volunteered. Ma Shan, if you offend the shop owner again, be careful, I will go back and beat you to death."
Seeing Ma Shan's actions, Ran Deng shouted to stop and threatened.
In an instant, Ma Shan was stunned, like an eggplant beaten by frost.
He is just a tool spirit, and his life and death are in Ran Deng's hands. If he wants to be disobedient, there is no problem!
"Do you want to be free?"
Yang Xiao asked as he looked at Ma Shan with his head hanging down with a smile.
After being stunned for a moment, Ma Shan took a peek at Ran Deng and shook his head: "No, I just want to be with my master."
"Come on, your eyes have betrayed you, Ran Deng, how can you let Ma Shan be free?"
Pouting his lips, Yang Xiao looked at Ran Deng.
His face stiffened slightly, and Ran Deng said: "Shopkeeper, no, this treasure of mine will be useless without the weapon spirit."
"Are you going to give it to me? You just said that you would be my shopkeeper's little follower, and you are not even willing to part with a treasure?"
Pretending to be angry, Yang Xiao glared at Ran Deng.
Startled, Ran Deng hurriedly said: "If you are willing to give up, then I will simply be generous and give the coffin lamp to Ma Shande."
"He is a tool spirit and has no body. He can use the body of the coffin lamp to transform into his own body."
"I need to erase the marks I left on it. Shopkeeper, please give me the lamp first."
After listening to Ran Deng's words, Yang Xiao didn't say anything and just threw it away.
This is his bookstore. If Ran Deng dares to play any tricks, he can't be strangled to death.
Holding the lamp and lighting it, he said, "Um, shopkeeper, can you remove the power that controls my cultivation? Otherwise, I can't erase it."
After being stunned for a moment, Yang Xiao frowned. Really or not, this guy wouldn't want to take the opportunity to attack him, right?
"What he said is true, but this system does not recommend the host to take risks. A pinnacle quasi-sage can conquer you, the shop owner, in an instant."
"The book is worth one hundred thousand dollars, and the system will erase it for you."
Just as Yang Xiao was thinking, the system's voice came out.
Without even thinking about it, Yang Xiao agreed directly.
"This shop owner thinks it's too dangerous, so I don't need you anymore. I'll do it myself."
Yang Xiao grabbed the coffin lamp and said.
Ran Deng said in astonishment: "The coffin lamp is my magic weapon. Anyone other than me must cultivate..."
Before he finished speaking, Ran Deng's expression froze because he felt that the connection between him and the coffin lamp was suddenly interrupted.
Looking at Yang Xiao with wide eyes, Ran Deng's face was full of disbelief. How did the shop owner break it?
It’s impossible with the shop owner’s cultivation level!
Even for a peak quasi-sage of the same level, it would not be so easy to break the mark he left in the coffin lamp.
Could it be that a saint took action, but where did the saint come from?
