redvbooks Chapter 227 Carry The Coffin To The Banquet!
Chapter 227 Carry The Coffin To The Banquet!
In the hall, which was originally full of joy and celebration, as the ancient bronze coffin fell, it suddenly became silent, and the falling needles could be heard.
All eyes were fixed on the bronze coffin, full of horror and disbelief.
When attending a banquet, it is most taboo to give two things, one for the coffin, and the other for the clock. This is a blatant provocation, it is a face-slap, and it will never die!
This kind of provocation, which is rare in a century, actually appeared at the succession dinner of the new president of Jinling Medical Association.
After just one second, all kinds of anger erupted in the hall!
Jiangbei bosses, Jinling Medical Association, without exception, are all angry!
Xia Qinglan, Qin Zhengguo, Shen Ruolan and the others all had their faces ashen. They didn't expect that a place as powerful as the Jinling Medical Dao Society would dare to smash the scene!
Maoshan, are you not afraid of the Jinling Medical Association?
In their perception, Maoshan is a tourist attraction, and the insiders exist in the form of sects, a group of rabble, not worth mentioning at all.
They didn't know that behind Maoshan, there was a thousand-year-old sect of subduing demons, subduing demons and catching ghosts.
"Old Qin, Lao Zhao, hurry up and call the police!" Shen Ruolan said quickly to Zhao Chengjiang and Qin Zhengguo.
Qin Zhengguo was expressionless and was about to make a phone call, but was stopped by Zhao Chengjiang: "I'll call."
"Maoshan, it's actually Maoshan! It's a bad thing!"
Ye Tianmeng, Liu Wanwan, and Yuan Tianzhi sat side by side. At this moment, the faces of the three of them were ashen, and the secret was not good.
Others don't know the true strength of Maoshan, thinking they are just a tourist attraction, but they know that Maoshan is the real hegemon of Jiangbei, and in troubled times, it will definitely dominate the land of Jiangbei.
There, masters are like clouds, and there are even master-level figures sitting in town!
Today's Maoshan, although the mountain gate has been closed for 30 years, the disciples have fled the world, but in the past 30 years, Maoshan's strength has reached a peak.
It can be seen from the Mesozoic powerhouses like Wang Huwanglong that each of these Mesozoic generations entered the world and dominated one side.
Not to mention, those old guys.
With the strength of Master Qin alone, I am afraid that it will not only be difficult to shake Maoshan, but there may be danger tonight.
"Damn Maoshan, why did you find fault?"
Liu Wanlong looked unhappy. He wanted to take the opportunity of giving gifts tonight to let Master Qin treat his son, but he didn't expect Maoshan to block.
Liu Wan Wan hurried over and said to Liu Wanlong, "I heard that the fourth brother is going home for dinner with the boss tonight, so call the fourth brother to come to the town!"
The fourth brother is Liu Wanxiong, the head of the Jinling army.
Liu Wanlong nodded and immediately called Liu Wanxiong.
However, to the despair of the two, Liu Wanxiong was turned off, and several mobile phone numbers could not be reached.
The faces of the two big men suddenly turned ugly.
"Is it finally here?"
Lin Xiaoyang muttered to himself, and his beautiful eyes suddenly became cold and fierce.
She knew that when Zhao Qinghai and Gongsunchang joined forces with Maoshan, Qin Fan would come to catch Qin Fan, but she didn't expect that the other party would take advantage of Qin Fan's limelight and take advantage of Maoshan's lead.
Among them, people can't help but think that Maoshan is a public revenge, venting his personal anger!
At this moment, a gloomy and cold aura permeated from the place of the ancient bronze coffin and quickly filled every corner of the hall.
This ancient bronze coffin is two meters long, one meter high, and weighs at least one ton. It has a totem of a hundred ghosts carrying the coffin on it, and it is full of evil spirits.
Inside the coffin, there was a slight tremor, as if there was something fierce.
All the VIPs retreated to the corner, panicked and extremely disturbed.
This ancient bronze coffin is well sealed and carved with many ancient talismans, which Qin Fan cannot penetrate.
But Qin Fan only glanced at it and heard that there was a terrifying evil inside this ancient bronze coffin, most likely a thousand-year-old zombie.
"It's tolerable, but it's unbearable!"
Huang Qilong overturned the dining table of the Mahogany Eight Immortals in front of him with both hands, and shouted, angering his crown, "Where is Huang Youlong?!"
"elder brother!"
Huang Qilong's younger brother, a middle-aged man in his forties in a black Tang suit walked out from behind, with his chest and back straight, the heavens full, his eyes pierced into the torch, and he stood upright like a shot.
This person is the security captain of the Jinling Medical Association, Huang Qilong's younger brother.
Huang Qilong blew his beard and stared, and shouted angrily: "Maoshan carried the coffin to the banquet, deceiving people too much! When we Jinling medical practitioners will have no one?"
"You go, one counts as one, break all the limbs of Maoshan's offal, and grab it to see the president."
Huang Youlong's eyes sank, and he walked towards the ancient bronze coffin, trying to lift it up.
But the ancient bronze coffin weighed a ton. Huang Youlong exerted all his strength, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he was able to shake it even in the slightest.
Huang Youlong has the strength of the late stage of internal strength, and it is not weak.
Suddenly, Huang Youlong took a pill, it melted in the mouth, luck with both hands, ten seconds later, he drank it suddenly, his strength doubled, and brazenly lifted the bronze dog from the interruption, put it on his shoulders, and walked out. In the hall, the blood vessels in the forehead swelled, and large bloodshots appeared in the eyeballs.
Step by step, where he walked, the bluestone slabs shattered into powder.
"This thing, more than one ton, at least two tons." Qin Fan secretly said.
At this time, outside the hall, there was a vast courtyard. Three old men in Maoshan Taoist robes were carrying peach wood long swords, with white beards and white hair.
There is a strong sense of oppression on the three of them, making people dare not look directly.
Unqualified to enter the hall, the guests who were seated at the dining table in the courtyard all gave way to a passage, retreated for three quarters, and remained silent.
Qin Fan sat at the end of the hall, his eyes passed through the crowd, fell on the three of them, and muttered to himself: "Three peaks of qi refining, Maoshan actually looks down on me so much."
The infuriating strength of these three people is not as good as that of Lin Xiaoyang, but they are already on the same level as Liu Mengyao.
Three Grandmaster-level combat power!
Compared with the previous five elders, sixth elders, and seventh elders, they are obviously on a higher level.
Qin Fan was a little surprised that Maoshan's heritage was so deep.
"Back off!"
At this time, Huang Youlong threw down the ancient bronze coffin, and the floor shattered and flew over. He clapped his hands and angrily rebuked the three old men: "Jinling Medical Dao Association, it is not something that Maoshan can humiliate!"
"You three old people, immediately kneel down and apologize to the president, or else you three dogs will come and go today!"
"Noisy!"
A Maoshan old man snorted coldly, waved his hand in the air, a strong wind came, and there was a loud bang, Huang Youlong immediately flew out a few meters, and his head was smashed on the stone pillar. The tall, fat old man caught it.
There was an uproar all around, and my heart was terrified.
Do these three priests have the ability to hurt people from a distance?
This tall and fat old man was a member of the Jinling Medical Taoist Association. His name was Zhao Sande. He was huge and mighty, and had a tough temperament. Although he was about a year old, he looked only fifty years old.
He was the one who gave Qin Fan a 500-year-old Changbai Mountain yam before. He was one of the members who were fired and just returned today.
Zhao Sande said to Huang Youlong: "Youlong, they are all elders of Maoshan, you are not their opponent, step back."
Huang Youlong looked aggrieved, his teeth almost clenched: "I'm really useless, I didn't help the president to share his worries!"
"You don't need internal strength, they are at least half a master level. It's normal that you are not their opponent." Zhao Sande said in a deep voice, his eyes were calm, and he seemed to be a gentleman who had seen a big scene.
Hearing the words "Banbu Grandmaster", Huang Youlong's face stiffened and he immediately stepped back: "Master Zhao, be careful."
He knows that Zhao Sande is a double-cultivator of medicine and martial arts. He is a scholar of heaven and man. He has become a half-step master in just a few years. He is the most powerful person in the Jinling Medical and Taoist Association. Cultivation on the snow mountain, other members rarely see one side.
If this person came forward, he might be allowed to retreat to Maoshan to commit the three of them.
After letting go of Huang Youlong, Zhao Sande immediately took a few steps and stopped in front of the three Maoshan elders, his feet shook violently, and the area one meter in front suddenly collapsed for 30 centimeters, with astonishing force.
The terrifying force spread, and the ten-meter-wide bluestone floor suddenly shattered into a spider web.
Zhao Sande stood proudly, confidently and calmly, while shouting, thunderous voices rolled: "Zhao Sande, the master of Baitou Mountain, please enlighten the three Taoist priests of Maoshan!"