The fat man leaned over and took a closer look, and it became clear at once.
It turns out that the blades of these knives have special angles. They can cut straight through the hair of naturally blown hair. If you step on it at a certain angle, you can avoid the edge of the knife. If you pay attention to the strength, you can avoid your feet being scratched.
Zhang Guanghe was able to avoid it because he had practiced it many times and was naturally familiar with it.
When Master Senpo (Ma Xiaoguang) leans down, he actually looks at the angle of the blade and then determines his footing angle.
Why go barefoot?
That's because this way you can better feel the angle of the blade, which may not necessarily be easier when wearing shoes.
This truth is actually what Master Senpo said to the fat man - just like cutting vegetables, don't we have to master the angle of the kitchen knife when cutting vegetables?
Coupled with the special blade, it is naturally not difficult for those who have practiced this skill for a long time or have strong martial arts skills.
This is actually similar to the performance performed by ethnic minority brothers in many areas on Daoshan Mountain, but the difficulty is even lower.
Zhang Guanghe looked at Master Senpo, with a mixture of resentment and disbelief in his eyes, which was very complicated.
However, after thinking for a while and having no other options, Zhang Guanghe sat down cross-legged again, put his palms together and began to recite the mantra.
After reciting for a few minutes, Zhang Guanghe, still barefoot, sprayed the so-called holy water on his feet.
The hot coals on the ground were also sprayed carefully.
After preparations were completed, Zhang Guanghe stepped onto the charcoal fire while mumbling something.
The charred skin and rotten flesh that everyone expected and worried about did not happen. Zhang Guanghe only had white mist rising from his feet.
This time was different from the last time he went up Daoshan. Zhang Guanghe's feet were very fast, just like a dragonfly touching water, passing over the charcoal fire.
"There's something weird about this holy water!" the fat man said to Master Senpo.
"Do you dare to give it a try?" Master Senpo patted the fat man on the shoulder and smiled.
"Tch! Fatty, I'm afraid of many things, but I'm not afraid of evil spirits and heretics!" the fat man said loudly.
The fat man said as he took off his shoes and socks like Zhang Guanghe.
This guy is so good, he really stuns ten miles into the wind!
The small courtyard was suddenly filled with an indescribable smell...
"I mean De Biao...why does it smell so bad? How many days have you not washed your feet?" Master Senpo immediately covered his nose and cursed.
"Ahem, haven't you been a little busy lately? You forgot..." the fat man said coquettishly.
"Get him some water quickly and wash him well! It smells too bad!" Master Senpo shouted while covering his nose and ran away.
The brown-clothed congregants stuffed their noses and brought water, and the fat man washed his feet carefully without any hesitation.
After some cleaning, the smell permeating the air has indeed faded a lot.
After washing his feet, the fat man didn't rub his feet too much. Just like Zhang Guanghe, he stood barefoot in front of the charcoal fire.
He stretched out his hand, briefly felt the temperature of the charcoal fire, and then stretched out his foot to try it.
Suddenly, I saw the fat man stepping on the charcoal ash that still had embers beside the charcoal fire, and streams of white smoke came out from under his feet like Zhang Guanghe.
The fat man's other foot suddenly flicked, and a fat figure shot out like lightning.
In the blink of an eye, everyone's eyes were blurred, and the fat man had stepped over the charcoal fire and appeared in front of everyone.
"Hehe, it doesn't seem difficult at all! This is such a stupid magic..." The fat man smiled playfully at Zhang Guanghe beside him.
Zhang Guanghe looked at the fat man with a look of disbelief.
Sui Jinfeng and He Baoji opened their eyes even more. They thought that Master Senpo had great kung fu based on his ability and skills in gambling, opening mailboxes, and crossing mountains of swords.
I didn’t expect that this fat guy who looked stupid was so awesome!
Young Master Senpo, who appeared next to the fat man at some point, smiled and said, "How about it? You don't need me to perform for you again, do you?"
"No... no need!" Sui Jinfeng said through gritted teeth.
"Master, what you gave me really works, what is it?" The fat man asked Master Senpo in a curious voice.
"Those are borax and cinnabar. In fact, they are also in the holy water of the Demonic Way. And then there are the calluses on your feet... If I go, you may not be able to help me, hehe." Master Senpo covered his mouth and whispered to him. The fat man said.
After saying that, both of them had evil smiles on their faces, which made everyone in the courtyard feel scared.
"Hmph, you heretics who don't understand immortal magic must have used evil magic. The first two levels were easy, but this third level..." Zhang Guanghe gritted his teeth and said harshly.
"Excuse me, isn't this just an iron pot for stewing yourself? I don't want to use the bath water you used. This time, young master, I'll do it first!" Young Master Senpo interrupted Zhang Guanghe and said first.
While talking, the fat man had already put on his shoes and socks, and the unforgettable smell was no longer in the air.
Fatty now has confidence in Master Senpo and knows that these cult members are all pretending, so he can safely let Master Senpo show off his magical powers.
Young Master Senpo walked to the big iron pot and glanced at the bubbling oil pot. His face was dull and he didn't express anything.
Even though Sui Jinfeng was present, Master Senpo seemed to take off his coat one by one without any hesitation.
Seeing Master Senpo being so rude, the brown-clothed sect members all had expressions of displeasure on their faces.
But who is Master Senpo?
His face was comparable to that of the city walls of Jinling, and he didn't take it seriously at all.
Soon all the outer clothes, shoes and socks were taken off. Of course, the necessary items such as those pants were left behind, otherwise we would have to skip the next scene.
Master Senpo winked at the fat man, and the fat man naturally understood. He quickly squatted down, let Master Senpo step on his shoulders, and then slowly lowered himself into the oil pan.
The scenes that shocked everyone, such as the skin being torn apart and the body being blistered, did not happen at all.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I would actually perform a stew in an iron pot, but it's a pity..." Master Senpo said with some enjoyment after getting down into the oil pot.
Seeing the surprised and incomprehensible expressions of He Baoji, Sui Jinfeng, Zhang Guanghe and the brown-clothed disciples, Master Senpo couldn't help but feel a little proud.
However, he still adhered to the principle of being low-key in the past and did not continue to cook the buns. After staying for a while, he asked the fat man to help him jump out of the iron pot.
Finding a wing nearby, Master Senpo changed into clothes.
It's really not good to be naked like this all the time, and Master Senpo doesn't have any special hobbies.
Back in the courtyard, the iron pot was still bubbling, and Zhang Guanghe was still sitting on the ground beside him, closing his eyes slightly and mumbling something.
"Brother, it's useless to just recite the incantation. It's better to get down quickly." The fat man smiled jokingly at Zhang Guanghe.
When Zhang Guanghe heard this, he really couldn't hold himself any longer. He opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at the fat man with hatred.
"What do you think I'm doing? Fatty, are there any flowers on my face?" The fat man looked lazy.
"Brother Dao, it's better to finish it quickly so that everyone can look at things early..." Master Senpo urged.
Zhang Guanghe looked at Sui Jinfeng and He Baoji again. They also had anxious looks in their eyes. Knowing that he could not escape this level, he gritted his teeth and called two Taoists in brown clothes to come over and help.
Zhang Guanghe did not take off his Taoist robes, so he put on his clothes and asked two congregants to lift him up.
Two congregants in brown clothes helped Zhang Guanghe slowly walk into the large bubbling iron pot.
As soon as they walked in, the two of them suddenly felt their arms go numb, and their arms suddenly softened, and Zhang Guanghe fell into the iron pot with a "plop".
"ah!"
Just listen to Zhang Guanghe in the iron pot making a blood-curdling cry.
"Quick! Pull me up quickly...it's so hot! Ah..." Zhang Guanghe kept flopping in the pot and screamed.
Everyone in the courtyard, except Fatty and Young Master Senpo, were all shocked. Sui Jinfeng turned pale and hurriedly called on everyone to carry Zhang Guanghe out with all hands.
After a while, the brown-robed congregants lifted up Zhang Guanghe, who was screaming strangely, and brought him to the side room for treatment.
"Master, what kind of scientific truth is this?" The fat man asked quietly while everyone was busy.
"You taught me how to deceive people in the world. The vinegar and lime inside are not all made of vinegar and lime. There is only a thin layer of oil on the surface..."
"What happened next?"
"We came here to play, don't we bring anything with us? When you helped me up, I secretly took the caustic soda hidden in the bag and put it in..."
"No wonder you, old man, have to wash it first." The fat man praised with a wicked smile.
The two finished whispering to each other and turned to look over. Sui Jinfeng and He Baoji's faces were ashen and they were still standing there in a daze.
"Sister Feng, Master Bao, after passing these three levels, are we allowed to see the treasure scroll?" Master Senpo asked loudly.
"Okay, let's keep our word! Master Senpo, please!" Sui Jinfeng said through gritted teeth.
Soon Master Senpo and Fatty followed He Baoji and Sui Jinfeng to the study room in another courtyard.
There is a simple sandalwood box on the desk in the study room.
He Baoji and Sui Jinfeng muttered to the box for a while before solemnly opening it.
When the box was opened, there was a sheepskin scroll inside.
Sui Jinfeng carefully unfolded the scroll, which was full of strange words. Young Master Senpo and the fat man looked at each other, but they didn't show any surprise.
Master Senpo took the mailbox solemnly, twisted it with a click, and then the machine popped open.
The mailbox was handed over to He Baoji, and Master Senpo carefully took out the scroll inside.
The two scrolls are very similar, but of course there are differences.
The similarity is the appearance, but the difference is the text on it.
Master Senpo took the magnifying glass, read the two scrolls carefully, and then gently put down the magnifying glass.
"Haha, congratulations to both of you. You have obtained two treasures. It is an eye-opener for me. It is a worthwhile trip. Then I will say goodbye..." Master Senpo politely bowed his hands to the two masters.
He Baoji and Sui Jinfeng looked at each other and looked at Master Senpo in disbelief.
"Okay, I have a favor for you two today, please come over here!"
It was Sui Jinfeng who came to his senses first and led the two guests out of the study.
After a while, Master Senpo and the fat man consciously put on their blindfolds and left the house in a car.
After getting off the car and waiting for everyone on the other side to leave, Master Senpo asked the fat man anxiously: "Have you taken a photo of the other side's scroll?"
