"Master Su, you are finally here!"
Seeing Su Mo from afar, Taoist Master Xuanyang was immediately happy and rushed over to greet him.
"Here, the fried rice you ordered."
Su Mo carried the packaging bag of monster fried rice and handed it over.
Taoist Xuanyang quickly took it with both hands:
"Oh, why do you bother to bring me food? I just ordered it casually, and it was a waste of your time."
"It only takes a few minutes," Su Mo said with a slight smile, "If you want to save time next time, you can find a store nearest you and place an order."
"The old Taoist will remember it."
Seeing his master nodding and bowing respectfully to the young deliveryman.
Qingfeng and Mingyue both looked at each other in confusion.
They originally thought that the reinforcement called by their master should be a big shot in the alliance.
No matter how bad he is, he should be a well-known local strongman.
It turned out to be an ordinary-looking delivery boy?
Of course, they are not looking down on the delivery boy.
The revival of spiritual energy has just begun, and people from all sides are searching carefully.
Practitioners come from different sources and come from all walks of life.
Just like the leader in the league, he used to be a dog food taster.
Because he ate a special piece of dog food, he inexplicably embarked on the path of cultivation and was out of control.
Generally speaking, as long as they are practitioners, no matter what profession they are engaged in, they will be full of respect.
But the problem is that the delivery boy in front of him clearly does not have any spiritual power fluctuations.
There wasn't even a hint of spiritual power.
He looked like a perfectly normal person.
An ordinary person who cannot be more pure.
Such an ordinary person did not quickly keep him away from the disaster scene, but instead pulled him over to help. Isn't it because there are not enough people dying?
Qingfeng and Mingyue were suspicious in their hearts, but they didn't say a word.
The impression their master gave them in the past was quite reliable. Since they dared to call people over, they must have something to rely on.
It would be better for them to stay aside and watch quietly.
Naturally, the little thoughts of the two apprentices could not be hidden from Taoist Master Xuanyang, who had become a man. However, he did not explain too much. Instead, he led Su Mo to the river bank and said as he walked:
"I received this mission from a ship owner tonight, and I am preparing to clean up the weird things in this water area.
It is strange to say that these weird things are obviously transformed from the corpses of freshly dead people, but their strength cannot be underestimated.
Apart from the three discouraged ones that I have already eliminated, there are still three extremely powerful white-shirted ones left in the river.
For this reason, I specially asked the ship owner to re-quote the ship, and now I have increased the commission fee to 100,000 yuan.
Do you think it's still the same 70-30 ratio? "
Su Mo nodded and said:
"Can."
Taoist priest Xuanyang breathed a sigh of relief and said happily:
"Then I won't disturb you. You can take action at any time when you are ready."
As he said this, he walked to the side with the takeout and untied it. After working all night, he was indeed hungry.
Handing a box to each of the two apprentices, Qingfeng took the fried rice, glanced at Su Mo's back, and said with some worry:
"Master, are you really reliable when it comes to eating now? Don't you need to keep an eye on me just in case?"
"Hey, it's not our turn to worry about that. We're talking about reinforcements. The three white-shirted ones are just a sprinkle of water."
Taoist priest Xuanyang picked up a piece of fried tenderloin. The salty aroma in his mouth made the white beard on his chin tremble with happiness.
Seeing their master being so confident, they couldn't help but be infected.
The good old man Mingyue asked while unpacking the box:
"Master, do you think our giving him 30% is too little?"
"What are you thinking about? Thirty percent is ours, and 70% belongs to others."
Qingfeng suddenly looked shocked:
"We are investigating, setting up defenses, and fighting again. We have been working back and forth for so long, but in the end we can only get 30%?"
"Otherwise?" Taoist Master Xuanyang glanced at him sideways, "You have done so much, have the weird things in the river disappeared?"
Qingfeng choked suddenly.
"The more money you have, the more money you can make." Taoist Master Xuanyang pointed with chopsticks, "If we don't clean up this weird thing in the river, not only will we not be able to complete this single task, but it will also affect our reputation. The reputation will be lost. Who will place orders with us in the future?
As a person, we should take a long-term view and not only care about immediate interests. Once we put up the brand and establish our credibility, big tasks will naturally come to us in the future. By then, even if we follow Master Su and have a sip of soup, It makes us feel full. "
At this time, Su Mo, who had his back to them, suddenly said with interest:
"Interestingly, there is actually a Yellow Page hidden in the river."
Yellow pages level?
Qingfeng and Mingyue shook their hands and almost threw the fried rice out on the spot.
Even the mature and prudent Taoist Master Xuanyang changed his expression slightly.
He put down his chopsticks and asked calmly:
"Master Su, I have scanned the whole place with my celestial eye before, and I did not detect any monsters above the White Shirt level. Who is this Yellow Pages level one that suddenly appeared?"
"Maybe it has something to do with him being buried in the river."
As he spoke, Su Mo stomped his right foot down slightly, and a faint vibration came from the ground.
Immediately, a figure exploded from the bottom of the river like a cannonball. The ferocious figure was revealed under the moonlight, and then suddenly fell into the water.
Just the moment of his appearance was enough for several people on the shore to feel the ferocious arrogance emanating from him.
"This, this is really Yellow Pages level!"
Qingfeng's calves were shaking uncontrollably.
Mingyue looked at Taoist Xuanyang and said with a mournful face:
"Master, why don't we withdraw? We won't do this order.
You can make more money later, so there is no need to gamble your life. "
"Yes, yes, we agreed that the strongest one might be a white-shirted one.
As a result, even the Yellow Pages level has appeared now. This is not a low-level demon elimination matter at all! "
The white shirt level is level 3, and the yellow page level is level 4. It seems like a difference of one level, but it is actually the difference between low level and intermediate level. There is a huge gap in strength between the two.
One white-shirted level can hardly deal with seven or eight discouraged levels.
And a yellow page class can easily deal with a dozen white shirt class.
The Yellow Pages class in front of them could definitely hang up the three masters and disciples and beat them.
If you're not careful, you won't even be able to escape.
Facing the two disciples who were so excited that they were almost incoherent, Taoist Master Xuanyang looked up at Su Mo and asked solemnly:
"What did Master Su say?"
"it's the same."
Su Mo, who had scanned every detail of the river bottom with his mental perception, replied in a calm tone.
He moved his right hand slightly, slowly clenched his fist, and lightly punched the river where the Yellow Pages and many monsters were.
There is no fireworks in this punch. At first glance, he looks like an old man exercising in the park in the morning.
But when the fist was pushed out, the ferocious power of the fist was as real as it could be, instantly turning into a terrifying shock wave that penetrated the entire river. In an instant, the calm river was broken open on the spot, and dozens of tons of river water surged into the sky.
In the white mist and rain, all the weird monsters headed by the Yellow Pages were exploded into powder.
A huge hole with a diameter of tens of meters appeared out of thin air in the center of the river, vaguely like a fist shape.
Thousands of river water rolled back and poured into it crazily, forming a fierce whirlpool from which no fish or shrimp could escape.
Taoist Xuanyang and Qingfeng Mingyue stood on the bank of the river blankly.
The three of them were holding fried rice in their hands, and they were all soaked in water without realizing it. Their minds were completely taken away by the magnificent scene in front of them.
After a long time, Taoist Master Xuanyang shuddered and suddenly came back to his senses.
Only then did he realize that Su Mo had left at some point.
Qingfeng swallowed and sighed with surprise:
"Master, your support is too strong, isn't it?"
"You said it was a strong support, so how could it be weak?"
Taoist Master Xuanyang pretended to be calm and plucked a crab from his chin beard.
His state of mind was like the surface of a river, undulating endlessly——
It has only been five days since we last met, and he has become stronger again!
This terrifying rate of progress is even beyond the reach of even the most evil geniuses in the cultivation world.
Could it be that the path of spiritual practice in the spiritual world is actually wrong?
At this moment, Taoist Xuanyang fell into deep confusion.
