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"What, do you think this is a bit excessive?" Cheng Siqi was still smiling, without the slightest anger, as if he was chatting with a friend, very relaxed.

"This-I don't know where you came from, we are the disciples of the island master, and we are here to do things on the orders of the family master, and I also ask the Taoist friends to make it convenient!" The man in the late stage of Jindan said with an embarrassed expression, and unconsciously, his name for Cheng Siqi changed again.

As the eldest disciple of the island master, he can still be so calm, not because he sees Cheng Siqi's cultivation clearly, but because he is more cautious in his heart, in his opinion, this mysterious stranger without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power must have a powerful talisman on his body, which caused the scene just now, and to be able to have such a powerful talisman must be a disciple of a certain big force, which is not uncommon in the cultivation world, therefore, for the sake of prudence, he still lowered his posture.

Some powerful families, in order to protect those disciples who have no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate, will often create some powerful magic weapons to protect these disciples from being bullied.

"Oh, so it seems that you came here to make trouble, were you instructed by the island owner?" Cheng Siqi said with a smile.

Cheng Siqi's words immediately caused a burst of discussion at the door, but everyone was obviously very jealous of the island owner, and no one dared to say it loudly, and they were talking in a whisper.

At this time, the disciple of the middle stage of the golden pill had already stepped forward to help the man of the iron tower stop his injuries, and soon, the short legs of the man of the iron tower stopped bleeding, and the man of the middle stage of the golden pill did not stop, and was still helping him heal.

"Fellow Daoist, you have gone too far, the fourth senior brother is a closed disciple of the family teacher, aren't you afraid that the family teacher will trouble you, even if you have a family behind you to maintain it, can you ignore a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period?" The man in the late stage of Jindan seemed to hear the discussion of everyone at the door, and his face was difficult to look at again, and the trace of reason in his original heart disappeared without a trace.

"Oh, what?" Cheng Siqi kept smiling.

The reason why he is so patient, on the one hand, is that these monks under the strength of the monks really can't arouse his interest, on the other hand, he also wants to stimulate the little fat man, because, during the time he left, the little fat man's cultivation was still in the early stage of foundation building, and even the disciple who crossed the sea next to the little fat man had already reached the Jindan period, but he clearly remembered that when he left, this disciple was just a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and in such a short period of time, he broke through to the Jindan period。

At this time, the little fat man was indeed a little embarrassed, and he didn't even dare to look at Cheng Siqi's eyes.

"It seems that you-" The man in the late stage of Jindan seemed to be irritated by Cheng Siqi's attitude, and his tone became cold, but as soon as he spoke, he saw the face of his second junior brother.

It turned out that the man in the middle of Jindan originally wanted to help recover from his injury, but after a moment of hard work, he found that no matter how hard he tried, the wound on the broken leg could never heal.

After realizing this, the man in the middle of Jindan changed his face greatly, looked at Cheng Siqi with some horror, and stood up unconsciously, retreating with some trepidation.

After the man in the late stage of Jindan stopped, he looked at the man in the tower who was already unconscious on the ground, and then looked at Cheng Siqi, and the expression on his face gradually began to solidify.

At this time, another man in the early stage of Jindan, who had not spoken all this time, who was standing on the side, immediately looked at the crowd at the door.

Seeing that in the crowd, a monk dressed in ordinary clothes, after feeling the man's gaze, immediately retreated to the back of the crowd, and at the same time, a jade slip appeared in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Siqi asked lightly.

"Y-who are you?" asked the man from the late stage of Jindan with some uneasiness.

Cheng Siqi did not answer his question, but walked slowly to the side, sitting down as if no one was there.

At this time, both inside and outside the store were quiet, obviously, everyone realized something, and their eyes were focused on Cheng Siqi's body, some were surprised, some were shocked, some were confused, and more fearful.

"Y-what do you want!"

Looking at Cheng Siqi, who was silent, the heart of the man in the late stage of Jindan finally became frightened, and he asked with some fear.

Cheng Siqi didn't reply, but looked at the little fat man, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, with a playful smile.

The little fat man suddenly lowered his head in embarrassment, and a pair of fat hands rubbed it uneasily.

"Fatty, how many spirit stones have you earned recently?" Cheng Siqi asked with a smile.

"Nothing—not much?" the little fat man smiled awkwardly.

"Are you short of spirit stones, or are they not allowed to cultivate by the Ancestors?" Cheng Siqi still had a smile on his face.

Hearing Cheng Siqi's words, fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on the fat head of the little fat man.

"Teacher-Senior Brother, it was the Ancestor and the Eastern Elder who arranged for the two of us to sell the pills here, after all, there are so many of us who cultivate, and we also need a lot of spirit stones!" The disciple who crossed the sea saw the little fat man's expression and immediately explained.

"Oh, I see!" Cheng Siqi said as if he didn't care at all.

Next to them, the three Jindan monks were completely petrified on the spot, and it was only at this time that they understood that this mysterious man was not looking for trouble with them for no reason, but was in league with the dead fat man!

After figuring out the situation, the expressions on the faces of the three of them were all a little difficult to look at.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you want, looking at your appearance, you won't have much of a high level of cultivation, even if we can't deal with you, but, in this Black Stone Island, no one dares to be able to fight against the island master!" The man in the late stage of Jindan gritted his teeth before he spoke, but the expression on his face had betrayed the thoughts in his heart.

"I'll give you ten breaths of time, if you can't come here, you will bear the consequences!" Cheng Siqi said lightly, but obviously he was not answering the words of the man in the late stage of Jindan, as if he was talking to himself.

The people outside the door showed puzzled expressions.

However, at this moment, in the cave on a mountain peak in the center of Black Rock Island, a black-robed man with a first-born horn stood up suddenly, his face in disbelief, and at the same time, with a hint of panic.

It turned out that just now, he received a summons from his own disciple, and the disciple he had arranged to run errands before had an accident, however, as soon as he finished reading the summons, a faint voice sounded in his mind.

"I'll give you ten breaths of time, if you can't come here, you will bear the consequences!"

This small island in the sea was originally not large, and almost instantly, he discovered the situation in the Danwang Pavilion through his divine sense.

In the Danwang Pavilion, the man in the late stage of Jindan, seeing Cheng Siqi repeatedly ignoring himself, coupled with the discussion of the monks outside, the anger in his heart finally burst out uncontrollably, drowning out the original trace of reason.

"Boy, since you are pretending to be a ghost, then I will teach you a good lesson!"

After the man in the late stage of Jin Dan roared angrily, he launched an attack, and a sharp sword appeared, stabbing directly at Cheng Siqi.

However, at this moment, a scene that shocked everyone happened here, when the sharp sword stabbed half a foot in front of Cheng Siqi's body, it suddenly stopped and was intercepted by an earthy yellow halo.

"Hmph, boy, you really rely on the talisman magic weapon, since that's the case, then let me see how long you can last with this magic weapon!" The man snorted coldly again, and the second attack was immediately released.

However, at this moment, a roar came.

"Evil obstacles, stop, don't be rude!"

Hearing this voice, the monks who were watching outside suddenly changed their faces and retreated one after another, and some even left this place of right and wrong directly.

However, no one realized that from the last time Cheng Siqi spoke to the time when this voice sounded, it was exactly the time of ten breaths!

At this moment, a middle-aged monk in a black robe appeared at the door, this monk's head, without hair, was full of scales, and on the top of his head, there was a single horn, also full of tiny scales, black and oily, shining.

The monks who were watching outside let out exclamations when they saw the man with the black horn appear.

"The Black Panther Island Lord is here!"

(To be continued!)