The Bad Man was nearly dead at the beginning and was picked up by Yang Shuzi and taken home

Chapter 197 Shaman is neither virtuous nor capable

After staying for more than ten days~

During this period, Anton Jun was not idle either. He would occasionally test Abaoji's views on cultural integration.

Abaoji still showed great interest in this, but several times when Anton Jun wanted to go deeper, Shuliduo would come out in time to change the subject, and Anton Jun would end up in failure.

In addition, he also became familiar with Yelu Zhiwu and Yelu Bei. The former was because of their naivety and martial arts exchanges.

The latter had a more prominent background. Yelu Bei was the eldest son of Abaoji, and the only person in the Mobei royal court besides Abaoji who highly respected the Central Plains culture.

If we could get his help, things would probably be much easier.

Today, under the leadership of Yelu Zhiwu, Anton Jun, Jiangchen and Shuliduo came to a gorge called "Futu" in Huhebashi.

The group passed through various passes and went straight to the depths of the canyon.

Deep inside a cave in the Futu Gorge, several balls of green flame illuminated the entire cave.

The green light shining on the stone wall looked extremely strange and terrifying.

A white-haired old woman was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the green flames on the altar, with a blood jade on her left thumb and a bell from the other shore in her right hand.

Half of the blood jade has already revealed a white luster.

When several people were about to enter the cave, she quickly put away the blood jade and turned to look at the cave entrance.

Then he immediately picked up the demon-subduing pestle on the ground and shot it out with great force.

At the entrance of the cave, Yelu Zhiwu looked at the demon-subduing pestle that flew out with a puzzled look on his face, thinking, isn’t this his master’s magic weapon?

Then, the strong wind from the flying demon pestle swept past her body, blowing up her long black hair.

Anton, who was standing nearby, stretched out his right hand expressionlessly, ready to catch the flying object.

With a "bang" sound, the tip of the demon-subduing pestle hit Anton Jun's internal force, and it made a crisp sound like a metal collision.

Not only that, at the moment when the Demon-Subduing Pestle collided with the internal force, an extremely powerful airflow burst out from it, sweeping past like a gale, blowing away all the layers of dust accumulated on the ground.

"Heh~ Giving a big gift right after meeting? Senior, you're a little too enthusiastic."

Anton Jun replied with a smile, then grabbed the demon-subduing pestle with his backhand and threw it into the cave without hesitation.

"The old man wants to kill me?"

This move is nothing fancy, but the internal force contained in it is more powerful than the internal force just thrown out.

Zhiwu was originally immersed in surprise at Anton Jun's easy response, but after seeing him take action, he rushed into the cave without thinking.

boom!

There was another loud noise, and Shuliduo's heart tightened. He hurriedly followed, and Anton Jun and the others followed closely behind.

Inside the cave, Yelu Zhiwu also caught the flying demon-subduing pestle steadily with his hands and was looking at Anton Jun from a distance.

Shuliduo went forward to check on her worriedly and asked, "Auntie Ao, are you okay? Are you injured?"

"Don't worry, Madam, Zhiwu is fine."

In order to avoid scaring Shuliduo, Yelu Zhiwu rubbed his right hand pretending to be indifferent and whispered to comfort her.

However, she was already terrified at this moment. The previous attack made her truly feel the powerful inner strength of Anton Jun.

The moment she touched the demon-subduing pestle, she felt her entire right hand was numb and the blood in her body seemed to boil.

"Cough cough~"

The old shaman coughed lightly, interrupting their conversation abruptly. Then, he bowed respectfully to Shuliduo and said, "Greetings, Queen."

Then, she turned her gaze to Yelu Zhiwu and took the demon-subduing pestle with a look of reproach in her eyes:

"I remember I said that we can't just bring anyone here casually."

Yelu Zhiwu originally wanted to defend herself, but when she saw the stern look from her master, she swallowed the words back.

She could only lower her head silently, and said softly with a feeling of grievance: "Master..."

"Senpai, instead of reflecting on your own indiscriminate attack on others, you are blaming the dancer. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?"

Anton Jun refuted her, then walked forward, stretched out his finger, gently placed it on Yelu Zhiwu's wrist, and carefully examined Zhiwu's injuries.

After using his inner strength to help her regulate the disordered Qi in her body, he let go of her hand and smiled:

"How do you feel? You shouldn't feel the internal energy running around in your body anymore, right?"

Yelu Zhiwu froze in place for a moment, then shook her head gently after she came to her senses: "Well, I feel much better!"

It seems that what Ye Ye said was right, he is indeed very strong, and he may even be the strongest warrior in Central Plains!

I am really looking forward to the competition later!

"You are so outstanding at such a young age, which is really admirable. However, this matter involves the rules within our clan, so please don't worry about it."

When the old shaman was talking to Anton Jun, he didn't even bother to look at him, but just stared at Zhiwu.

"As for Zhiwu, you should avoid getting too close to people like him in the future, so as to avoid getting involved in bad things."

When Zhiwu heard what the master said, she was very dissatisfied, so she immediately retorted: "Brother An is a very good person, Master, you misunderstood him."

This time, before the old shaman could open his mouth to reprimand Zhiwu, Anton Jun had already responded first, and also without looking at her.

"First of all, I don't need to show any mercy to a guy like you who takes advantage of your seniority and your meager qualifications to bully those who respect you.

It’s the same even if you are the dancer’s master.

Furthermore, take a good look at herself. She didn't even care when her own disciple was injured, but the first thing she did was to question why she brought outsiders here. How can she look like a kind and loving teacher?

Besides, you are just a shaman and this place does not belong to your family. How dare you make rules here? Do you really think you are some great person?

Besides, you were the one who was hostile to me in the first place, so why do you not allow others to lose their temper? I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never seen someone as shameless as you!

Finally, facing the enemy's attack, he actually asked his own disciples to resist. This is really unethical and incompetent!"

After he finished speaking, Anton Jun pulled Yelu Zhiwu behind him to prevent her from intervening in the quarrel between the two.

Then he hooked his finger at the old shaman and said with a provocative look in his eyes: "Come on, just say whatever you want to say!"

"Humph! What a sharp-tongued brat!"

The old shaman snorted coldly and chose not to continue arguing with Anton Jun.

Instead, he tightly grasped the demon-subduing pestle in his hands, suddenly raised his hands and hit him hard.