"Hmph, it's all rubbish." As soon as Ping Zhizhen appeared, he looked at the Wu family and the Duanmu family very unceremoniously, in his opinion, it was because of the incompetence of the two families that this matter was so troublesome, and even the things that were originally stable had too many twists and turns.

When the unscrupulous eyes of Ping Zhizhen swept over the two families, the monks of the two families were secretly angry, each of them was a strong man with a name and a surname in the mountain city of Yanshan, and on weekdays, others respected them, how could they be like today, working for others, but in the end they were still despised like this! Especially the Wu family, the adverse effects of Ji Hai's breakthrough were digested by their family alone, including the fall of the Taishang Elder, which directly lost half of the Wu family's highest-end strength, and after this battle, the entire family may also be in a dilemma, not only to worry about the invasion of the city lord Cheng family, but also to guard against the cold knife of the ally Duanmu family. But no matter how dissatisfied the hearts of the two families were, in front of the Chiming Sect, the strongest person present, they didn't dare to say a word anyway, not only because the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion had a great advantage over the later stage of the Upper Purple Mansion, but also because the Chiming Sect was rich and rich, and the Pingzhi Zhenren had at least two sets of earth-level magic weapons on his body, which was not something that anyone present could contend with.

So, the Wu family and the Duanmu family had no choice but to look at their noses and noses, and let Ping Zhizhen vent their tempers, but they didn't say it, as if it was not themselves who were scolded. Pingzhi is just angry at the incompetence of the two families that has caused their own losses, and thinks that the small Qipeng Village has not been captured for so long, which is detrimental to the face, so there is anger, but after all, the two strong people are here to help, and they can scold a few words, but more is not good to do, and what he cares about most is the face. Finally, Ping Zhizhen ended his reprimand of the two families and put a cold gaze on everyone in Qipengzhai, especially Ji Haiyi.

"My sect has already issued an ultimatum to you, why do you treat it as if it were nothing, is it provoking my Chiming Sect?" Ping Zhi Zhenren said coldly.

"Looking at the real person Mingjian, I inadvertently found the relics of the predecessors with the disciples of your sect in the village, and I did not intend to touch the relics, hoping that the predecessors would raise their noble hands, and they should not ruin the name of the predecessors." Zhao Lingzhu's uncle respectfully saluted Ping Zhizhen, and when he was under the eaves, he had to bow his head, and the uncle chose to show weakness.

"Oh, so I did it wrong?" Ping Zhi Zhenren didn't appreciate it, his eyes narrowed a dangerous arc, and he said slowly.

"Seniors Mingjian." The uncle did not say whether it was right or wrong, but the implication was noncommittal.

"Bold fanatics, there is no need to wait for your beak to make any moves, you can be caught quickly, or there is still a glimmer of life, and you will be scattered at the slightest resistance." Ping Zhizhen suddenly shouted.

Zhao Lingzhu's uncle also had no idea for a while, it was impossible to give up resistance and put his life in the hands of others, but there was a voice behind him, it was Da Hanchun. This simple man has always thought that it was because of him that he brought such a disaster to Qi Pengzhai, and he has been falling into self-blame, when the Chiming Sect came to attack, he has been fighting on the front line, and only at a moment of life and death was saved by Ji Haiyi to recuperate in the village, but at this time he stood up again.

"Purgrels of the Chiming Sect, we have promised not to divulge the secrets of the treasure, what else do you want!" The big man raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily, full of grief and indignation, which made the hearts of everyone in Qipeng Village also desolate.

"How can I believe such a lowly man as you! If you are obsessed, go to death! Saying that, Ping Zhizhen didn't say much, and directly picked up Ji Haiyi, who is now the strongest in Qipeng Village, and the big seal in his hand was enlarged again and smashed towards Ji Haiyi.

The speed of the big seal was fast, Ji Haiyi was not sure to dodge, and was trying to find a way to deal with it, and a voice that encouraged everyone in Qipeng Village sounded in the ears of everyone present.

"Flat Execution...... Why bother? The voice was old, weather-like, but loud and full of energy.

The sound was accompanied by a long black stick, and with a slight knock, it knocked the big seal that seemed to carry the power of a thousand jun into the air. The big seal screamed and flew back into the hands of Ping Zhizhen, who looked at the corner of the big seal in his hand and muttered suspiciously: "Pengbei? ”

I saw an old man in a black robe walking slowly from a distance, but in the blink of an eye, the old man had already arrived in front of everyone. The old man has a ruler-long hair, gray and full of vicissitudes, the old man has a square face, which is full of traces of time, although he is old, but the old man has a strong body, like a mountain, calm and calm, rich in boundless strength. The black long stick hit the big seal of the ground level magic weapon of the real person, and a bullet flew towards the old man, the old man stretched out his hand at will, and the long stick was firmly grasped in the old man's calloused hand.

"The owner of the village!" It wasn't until the old man approached that everyone in Qipeng Village cheered in disbelief but with great surprise.

"It's really you, Pengbei!" Ping Zhi Zhenren took his eyes off the damaged magic weapon and looked at the old man.

The old man is the founder of Qipeng Village, the real owner of the village who sees the head and the tail! The old man's name is Pengbei, he used to be a scattered cultivator, and he was a monk of the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion at the same time as Pingzhi Zhenren, and he also supported him to create the emerging force of Qi Pengzhai to aid the city lord's mansion, and gain a firm foothold in Yanshan Mountain City, which was ruled by Wu and Duanmu, and later developed slowly, attracting a new generation of monks such as Ji Haiyi and Uncle to join. With the gradual development of Qi Peng Village, Pengbei appeared less and less in front of people, put everything down, handed over to Zhao Lingzhu's uncle, went out to retreat, did not appear for three years and five years, and later even the senior management in the village did not know where this old man was, Zhao Lingzhu grew up in Qi Peng Village, only knew that Qi Peng Village also had a village owner, but never seen.

Ping Zhi Zhenren is very complicated, he and Pengbei is an old acquaintance, as early as decades ago, there was a friendship with him, his magic weapon seal was obtained in an adventure with Pengbei's black long stick, so when he saw the black long stick, he guessed that Pengbei was back, and now it seems that this is the case, not only did it not fall or die, but went further.

"......" Pingzhi real person wants to make a sentence. But it was interrupted by Pengbei.

“…… It seems that the old man hasn't made a move for a long time, and people have forgotten it, that's it, that's it, let the old man see how you have grown! The old man took a deep breath, and suddenly there was a murderous attack, as if a sleeping lion woke up. He's going to kill someone!

The old man danced the long stick, leaped up, and smashed it vigorously at the Ping Zhi Zhenren, who immediately dodged, and the long stick smashed on the ground, causing a crack in the long length.

Ping Zhizhen once again dodged Pengbei's sweeping army, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't seen you for many years, but you have taken the lead, you have found a way to achieve the Yuan Shen, right?" But old friend, don't make a mistake for yourself, my Chiming Sect will never let anyone bully! Although he said so, in fact, his heart is also very complicated, he had a friendship with Pengbei, although it is not deep, but emotionally he is still unwilling to attack Qi Pengzhai, but only he knows that his final choice is not only to seal the news, and thought that Pengbei, who has not listened to the wind for more than ten years, has fallen, and the most important point, in fact, he is not the only person in charge of today.

"Bullying? Bullying?! The old man looked at Pingzhi Zhenren with a smile, and pointed to the corpse lying on the ground because of the previous scuffle, the fallen person in Qipeng Village was not dealt with. Is this called bullying? What a Chiming Sect, what a real person! The old man laughed, but his tears could not be stopped, and he danced with a long stick in his hand, and once again attacked the real person of Pingzhi.

Ping Zhizhen shook his head helplessly, friendship, sect, and future, in his opinion, there was no choice, and he said in a low voice: "There is a deacon outside the labor!" ”

"The sect master is polite, Poor Dao is here to assist you this time, you have orders, Poor Dao should do his best." The voice came from mid-air, and I saw a young monk coming from the wind, looking ordinary.

But no matter how inconspicuous his appearance is, he has to be eye-catching when he walks against the wind, because there is only one possibility, he is a Yuan Shen Taoist!