"Jiang ...... Jiang Chang'an?" Xu Youdao's body froze for a while, his two eyes were one big and the other small, and suddenly he was violent, and he strode into the air with a murderous aura: "It turned out to be you! Hey, I finally found the main owner of the Golden Pen Scripture Pavilion! I didn't put you into the Law Enforcement Hall today to suffer some hardships, I really thought that the Heavenly Master's Mansion was a place where you could come and leave as you want?!"

Countless people's faces suddenly showed joy, all of them looked gloating, Su Shangxuan and Tang Weilou were in their hearts, and they mentioned the spirit of twelve.

Xu Youdao's white beard blew up, landed in front of Jiang Chang'an, and shouted angrily, but he reached out with his backhand and picked up Guo Chun, who was lying on the ground and dying: "Guo Chun, right? You really think that the old man doesn't know anything about buying this gentleman's position? The old man originally wanted to save you some face, and hoped that you would retreat in the face of difficulties, but you didn't want to repent, but you had to make inches, and you didn't succeed in harming Jiang Sigongzi today, and you dared to destroy this Golden Pen Scripture Pavilion in a fit of anger!

"This ......" everyone looked embarrassed, not knowing how to explain it.

Sun Fa walked up to him and said with a wry smile: "Master, this tragic situation of the Golden Pen Scripture Pavilion is exactly what Jiang Changan did when Guo Chun hit him hard......"

Xu Youdao chuckled, holding his two hands behind his back, showing even more righteousness: "The teacher roughly understood, that is to say, it was Guo Gongzi's hand that acted first, and Jiang Sigongzi defended himself, and then severely injured Guo Gongzi, Guo Gongzi's body broke the Golden Pen Scripture Pavilion, right?"

"Yes!"

"Then isn't it Guo Chun who broke the Golden Pen Scripture Pavilion? What does it have to do with Jiang Sigongzi?" Xu Youdao stroked his beard, his two eyes squinted slightly and seemed to take a nap, but he was actually watching Jiang Chang'an's expression at any time, and he could deal with it at any time, "Don't worry, the old man is here today, and he will definitely give you an explanation!

Enforce the law impartially? Damn, it seems that you are the one who has made the most noise just now, right? Sun Fa and many disciples all stayed on the spot stupidly, and they really understood what it meant to talk nonsense with their eyes open today.

"Xu Lao Xian'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, you look a lot younger. Jiang Changan smiled, and patted Xu Youdao's shoulder as if he was calling him a brother, and everyone was shocked at the same time, this person was so bold!

Xu Youdao didn't mind, and said with a smile: "Thanks to the auspicious words of the fourth prince of Jiang, I don't know what is the important thing to come to the Heavenly Master's Mansion this time?"

"I want to take someone away, okay?" Jiang Changan said with a smile, and the hand holding Su Shangxuan's waist tightened again.

Xu Youdao didn't say a word, but he listened to Sun Fa and said, "No! There are still normal cultivation classes today, how can any disciples travel at will? Who is the class of the 'Zihua Academy' this afternoon?"

Liu Yan'er led many disciples of the Huayuan Academy out: "Mr. Qiqi Sun, this afternoon's class is Guo Xian...... Guo Chun's Imperial Soul Cultivation ......"

Jiang Chang'an said: "What a coincidence, since Mr. Bishop can no longer teach this afternoon, why don't I take these disciples out and give them a lesson that will last a lifetime." ”

"How can this be reasonable, how can the disciples of my Heavenly Master's Mansion bring out ...... at will" Sun Fa's upright temperament is as always, and no matter how Xu Youdao flatters the other party, he just doesn't save face for him.

"Yes! Of course you can!" Xu Youdao laughed and said, "I have heard that Fourth Prince Jiang has also been a gentleman in Yingzhou, and even served as a heavenly supervisor in the South Academy of Dongling Dao, and it just so happened that Fourth Prince Jiang led these disciples to open their eyes." ”

Liu Yan'er and the other disciples looked dazed, they didn't know where Jiang Changan was going to take these people? Those few monkey-like young disciples were all excited and full of anticipation, and their boring cultivation day after day was about to fade out.

In front of the blazing eyes of many gentlemen and disciples, a group of people walked out of the Golden Pen Scripture Pavilion and stepped out of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Sun Fa was anxious and angry: "Master, the disciple doesn't understand, why let Jiang Changan ......"

Xu Youdao's face returned to indifference, and he said softly: "You don't need to understand, just remember six words." ”

"Six words? ”

Xu Youdao grinned: "There is no Jiang Mansion, no Jiang Prefecture." ”

"Wujiang Mansion, Wujiang Prefecture!" Sun Fa glanced at the direction of Jiangfu and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Disciple understands." It's just that this Golden Pen Scripture Pavilion was originally built with a lot of money, and now it has been destroyed like this, and the Heavenly Master's Mansion doesn't have so much money for a while, or it will be entrusted to Jiangfu Jiang Tiandao......"

"Confused! Why is your brain so unenlightened!" Xu Youdao reprimanded, "Tell Jiang Tiandao, that old rascal is more shameless than his son, and you still want to pluck a hair from that iron rooster?"

"Yes...... But this money, the Heavenly Master's Mansion really can't turn around......"

Xu Youdao coldly glanced at Guo Chun, who was lying on the ground and had fainted, and smiled like a treacherous fox: "There is no money in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, isn't there any money in the Guo family? Report this matter to the Guo family, Guo Dagongzi destroyed the Golden Pen Scripture Pavilion, so it stands to reason that the Guo family will always take out this money, right? Also, find out who took the money to make Guo Chun a gentleman? This money must be a lot of money!"

Sun Fa seemed to see the dawn, and said with a smile: "The disciple understands, the disciple will do it!"

Sun Fa said, and left quickly with many disciples, leaving the old Xu Youdao standing in the wind, the cold wind was shivering, his chin was slightly cold, and his thin body bones slowly stopped trembling, stroking the sparse stubble on his chin, and feeling very happy: "Straight mother thief, bastard, thanks to the old man's quick reaction this time, otherwise the beard that he has grown up with great difficulty will also suffer......

Xu Youdao was a little sad for no reason, as if he recalled that year, although he had passed the sixtieth birthday, he was still in high spirits, until he was lost his beard for forty or fifty years by a bastard named Jiang Changan, and the whole world changed......

On this day, Xu Youdao remembered the fear of being dominated by scissors that year......

......

"Blood Luo Slaughterhouse!

Hearing Jiang Chang'an's words, the eyes of the thirty or so disciples all flashed with essence, the Blood Luo Slaughterhouse was like the meaning of the existence of the Qinglou to men for every cultivator, and it was the most pleasant and bloody place for cultivators to release and kill.

On weekdays, the gentleman would always avoid going to this "forbidden place" by himself when teaching, and he was deeply ashamed, but now when he heard Jiang Changan say that he would take them to this place, everyone was both excited and a little afraid.

The Blood Luo Slaughterhouse is located in the most remote place in the west corner of Jiangzhou, but it is also the place that the most cultivators yearn for. Belonging to the Jiangfu industry, it looks like a wide circular pavilion from the outside. The entire venue covers an area of more than 300 zhang, and the viewing seats are arranged in an echelon from bottom to top.

A place full of killings will always be filled with the smell of money, and many wealthy merchants and cultivators will always make bets here, and the commission that Jiangfu gets from it every day is far more than the most famous Qinglou in Jiangzhou, Xijiangyue. The reason for this is not difficult to guess, in Jiang Changan's words: "The slaughterhouse and the Qinglou, one is bleeding, the other is sperm, and naturally the first is more expensive." ”

As soon as they entered the field, all the disciples were stunned by the crazy scenes in front of them, and there were two middle-aged people standing on the central field, each holding a blade, fighting with all their might, and fighting all kinds of spiritual techniques from time to time. Around the test venue, a circle of specific formation totem stone pillars was encircled, spreading out light curtains, like an invisible shield blocking the spiritual skills from flying out of the field, so as not to harm the audience.

Blood and roars irritate every sensory nerve, and everyone roars and cheers like crazy!

Hearing that the fourth prince of Jiang came to inspect, the person in charge of the Blood Luo Slaughterhouse on weekdays hurriedly led his subordinates to greet him, and under the command of Jiang Chang'an, he led more than 30 disciples led by Liu Yan'er to the specially set up viewing hall on the third floor.

Dozens of men brought all kinds of food in rows, not to mention the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, but everything that flew in the sky and ran on the ground and swam in the water, not to mention the melons, fruits and wine produced in various places.

"Obediently, I thought Guo Chun was rich enough, but I never thought that this was called rich!"

A lean disciple grabbed a chicken leg without saying a word, and the rest of the disciples were not polite and rushed up one after another. They slowly melted into this crazy atmosphere, and their blood boiled, and they only felt that they had never been so indulgent and happy.

Liu Yan'er glanced at it and couldn't help but feel funny: "It's really a group of little rabbits who have never seen the world." ”

Suddenly, a disciple saw a big jade plaque hanging at the top of the pavilion, and tied it tightly with six iron cables, so that everyone could see it clearly, and there were three words written on it in cinnabar ink: "Thirty-six!"

"Senior Sister Yan'er, what does this thirty-six mean?"

"Don't you understand, right? This thirty-six refers to the highest record of the Blood Luo Slaughterhouse since its establishment, and some people have fought thirty-six games in a row!"

A group of disciples suddenly became interested, and they all stopped chewing and squeezed Liu Yan'er in the middle: "Thirty-six games in a row, this is too legendary, isn't it? Who is that person?"

"Is this legendary? Hmph, you haven't seen the world, right? What's even more legendary is that that year, that man was only fourteen years old. ”

"Fourteen!" the crowd was secretly shocked, and the youngest of them was more than fourteen years old!

Then, Liu Yan'er said another point that made everyone gasp:

"And, that man, only eight fingers!"