History’s Strongest Shopkeeper - Chapter 736

[736. Chapter 728 My mind is a little messed up]

“Cough cough cough…”

Pang Bo asked loudly, causing everyone in the car to fall into a brief strange atmosphere. After a while, several light coughs were heard in the car.

There were even some people whose faces were slightly red from holding back.

Lao Tzu? Is he your father?

Everyone’s eyes looked at the livid-faced Strange Demon King, then at Lao Tzu who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a shocked expression, and then glanced at the angry Pang Bo, with strange expressions on their faces.

At the same time, everyone was shouting in their hearts that they were lucky. Fortunately, the person who refuted was not themselves. They also secretly reminded themselves that they should never call me Lao Tzu in the future.

Saint Taiqing and Vice President Taishang looked at each other, nodded deeply, and understood from each other’s eyes, I am not me.

The Strange Demon King’s eyes were extremely gloomy, and he knocked off Pang Bo’s hand that was holding on to him. He did not use any force. The rules of the Wanjie Tower prohibited the killing of living beings indiscriminately.

“I’ll tell you again, he is me, not my father.”

The strange demon emperor’s hands turned white, and murderous intent surged in his heart. Once he found the opportunity, he would definitely kill this humble ant in front of him.

He could already imagine that after returning to the Ten Thousand Realms Tower, he, the Strange Demon Emperor, would have an extra father in the Ten Thousand Realms Tower.

He glanced at Demon God Emperor Fengxiu and saw a trace of amusement in his eyes.

What happened in the car today will definitely be reported by Demon God Emperor Fengxiu at Wanjie Tower.

He, the Strange Demon Emperor, became Lao Tzu’s ‘son’.

Pangbo, “········”.

Lao Tzu, “········”.

Zhou Yang et al., “·······”.

“He is your father, not your father.”

Pang Bo staggered, his weak body unable to stand still, and he almost fell to the ground when the strange demon king pushed him.

But Pang Bo didn’t give in at all, and shouted angrily. His pale face was slightly red from the rage, and his eyes seemed to be about to burst out with flames.

In his eyes, the Strange Demon Emperor is scum. You think the old man in front of you is your father, but you don’t admit that he is your father. How can there be such an unfilial son in the world?

“It’s not his fault.”

I muttered, my head covered with black lines.

The title ‘Lao Tzu’ is a respectful name given to them by people, and he did not expect that the word Lao Tzu would evolve into what it means today.

“Look at how sensible your father is. You, a son, can’t be considerate of your own father.”

Pang Bo was even more angry when he heard Lao Tzu’s explanation.

Originally, he thought that I might have done something to make the Strange Demon Emperor refuse to recognize his father. Now that I saw how sensible I was, he knew that it was probably the Strange Demon Emperor’s fault.

What’s more, the Strange Demon King looks a bit feminine, and men with this appearance are usually people with ulterior motives.

“Stop arguing, both of you are not wrong. You will know it soon.”

Zhou Yang shook his head. No wonder Pang Bo, the first thing that comes to mind when he calls me “I” is the relationship between father and son.

“You can call him Li Er or Li Dan.”

Zhou Yang glanced at the murderous Demon Emperor, and finally stopped at Pang Bo.

Pang Bo was stunned for a moment, and when he saw everyone around him nodding, he couldn’t help but scratch his head and smiled apologetically to the Strange Demon Emperor.

“Your name is Li Er, which is the same as the name of Lao Tzu in history. No wonder he called you Lao Tzu.”

Pang Bo showed a hint of relief on his face, but seeing that the car was almost at the foot of Mount Tai, he had no intention of letting anyone else People gave up their seats to gray-haired old men like Lao Tzu and Confucius.

“Get out of the car!”

After Zhou Yang asked the intelligent system to stop the car, he turned around and said to everyone in the car.

Everyone in the car stood up and walked out of the car. They were all interested in the majestic Mount Tai in front of them.

As soon as Zhou Yang and his group got off the car, they attracted the attention of many travelers. Many people even took photos with their mobile phones.

Because Zhou Yang and his team are so unique that they look like filming crew.

Fortunately, it is not a weekend or a holiday, so there are not too many people climbing.

Otherwise, Zhou Yang and his party would have to be surrounded by travelers.

“Ye Zi.”

As soon as Pang Bo got out of the car, he saw a group of people not far away. One of the figures was his best friend Ye Fan.

Pang Bo thanked Zhou Yang again and ran quickly to Ye Fan. He and Ye Fan had not seen each other for a long time.

“Pang Bo, aren’t you speechless?”

Ye Fan was slightly excited when he saw the familiar figure and ran quickly towards Pang Bo.

The two hugged each other fiercely, attracting many strange looks.

“I was almost too late, but I still took a ride with them.”

Pang Bo pointed at Zhou Yang and his group and said, with a hint of joy in his tone.

At this class reunion, he was notified that the blood of the demon god in his body was about to awaken. He was very unwell and had not planned to come.

However, after he awakened his bloodline, something happened in the middle, which caused him to rush towards Mount Tai again.

Ye Fan’s eyes followed Pang Bo’s expectations, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The dressing up of Zhou Yang and his party was so weird, with different styles and different eras, and some even wore armor.

He has the same idea as everyone else, this is a group of actors.

However, Ye Fan’s eyes stayed on Laozi, Confucius, Taiqing Sage and others for a long time.

Ye Fan is full of curiosity about ancient culture. He has carefully read the Huangdi Neijing, Huainanzi, Shan Hai Jing, Tao Te Ching and other ancient classics.

Therefore, I am full of yearning for the mythical world mentioned in these books.

The faces of Lao Tzu and others made him think of two words: crane-haired childlike appearance and immortal spirit.

Perhaps the term “childlike appearance” with gray hair is not suitable to describe Lao Tzu and others. Although the faces of Lao Tzu and others look like the faces of old people, there is a trace of wrinkles.

This aroused great curiosity in Ye Fan’s heart. If it weren’t for the class reunion, Ye Fan would definitely not be able to help but communicate with Laozi and others about ways to maintain health.

“You can walk around Mount Tai as you like, but you cannot destroy anything. You must arrive at the Jade Emperor Peak before dusk.”

Zhou Yang warned the people around him.

The Nine Dragons Coffin rests on the five-color altar on Mount Tai, and there are some special formations that determine the coordinates. If the five-color altar and formations are damaged, it is likely to destroy the final landing position of the Nine Dragons Coffin.

Some people nodded and climbed up the stairs to Mount Tai in twos and threes. Some people chose to stay and planned to climb the mountain with Zhou Yang.

“This mountain is really tall. It is the highest mountain I have ever seen.”

“Mount Tai is really strange. I really want to see its original appearance.”

“I really want to see other mountains and rivers, including the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. It’s so strange.”

Zhou

Yang and his group walked very slowly, stopping and sighing along the way. When they reached the top of the Jade Emperor, the sun was already setting in the west.

Others have already arrived at Jade Emperor Summit.

Zhou Yang asked them to come to Jade Emperor Peak before dusk, but no one dared to rush to the Jade Emperor Peak.

Of course, when everyone gathered together, they couldn’t help but talk about what they saw on Mount Tai. Ye Fan, who also climbed the Jade Emperor Summit at some point, said hello to his classmates and walked towards Zhou Yang and his group.

“Hello, old gentleman, my name is Ye Fan. I heard you talking about Mount Tai. Could you please listen to me?”

Ye Fan walked towards the people who were discussing. Their white-haired and childlike faces attracted him the most, making him think of The appearance of many Taoist masters recorded in ancient books.

“People in ancient times lived a hundred years in spring and autumn, and their actions never faded.”

Looking at the faces of Laozi and others, he thought of the introduction to the Suwen chapter in the “Golden Inner Canon”.

“Yi Zi, his name is Li Er, and others call him Lao Tzu.”

Pang Bo saw Ye Fan walking towards Lao Tzu and his group, and he also ran over. At this gathering, he felt that many classmates had changed, and only Ye Fan could still Let him find the brotherhood he had back then.

Others are either competing for their careers or showing off their wealth.

This is not a class reunion at all, but a show off between classmates.

Those with a rich family are sought after by others and flattered, while those with a poor family not only have no one willing to help, but are also full of cynicism.

In particular, several people targeted Mark, which made him even more angry.

At this class reunion, he did not feel the friendship between his classmates, only naked interests.

“I’m a poor Taoist.”

I nodded slightly towards Ye Fan. Along the way, he didn’t see a single cultivator. This means that there may still be cultivators on the earth, but they may have already declined.

There are still people who are interested in ancient culture, which is extremely rare.

“This is Confucius.”

Confucius on the side also nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. In this flashy city, it is extremely rare for someone to love learning about ancient culture.

“I’m going to Zhuang Zhou.”

Zhuang Zhou looked like a middle-aged man. He nodded towards Ye Fan and Pang Bo, especially pausing on Pang Bo, with a strange look in his eyes.

Laozi, isn’t that your father?

That deafening rebuke still echoed in his mind for a long time.

“My Bodhidharma.”

Patriarch Bodhidharma has a dark face, dry and wrinkled skin, and is wearing a white robe. It can be seen at a glance that he is not Chinese.

Ye Fan, “········”.

Pang Bo, “········”.

Mencius and the sweeping monk on the side were interrupted by Ye Fan before they were introduced. Ye Fan apologized and said to Mencius and the sweeping monk, “My head is a little dizzy and my head is a little messy. Let me straighten it out.”

and Pang Boxiang .

For example, Ye Fan, a lover of ancient culture, is particularly sensitive to these names. Aren’t these names the real names of ancient sages?

One is Laozi, one is Confucius, one is Zhuangzi, and there is Patriarch Bodhidharma. No need to guess about the remaining two, they are probably also famous.

If we say one or two, it is still a coincidence. The four people in front of us all coincide with the real names of the ancient sages. This is too much of a coincidence. The coincidence is incredible.

Are these people really ancient sages? But those people were from thousands of years ago. How could they still be alive today?