Chapter 172: Negotiations
Fa Shan Fa Shui's gaze at Wang Qingyuan was extremely disdainful, and he was not frightened by the anger on his body.
First, because the two children already had preconceived notions, they had a very bad impression of the people brought by Longyang Shaoyu before, and thought that most of the people who came with him this time were the same kind of goods as before.
Second, because of their outstanding qualifications since childhood, the two of them have won the love of the elders and senior brothers and sisters of the sect, and the strength of the Xuantian Sect is extremely strong, so they have naturally developed arrogance. If you don't have a seizure on weekdays, where will you bow your head when you have a seizure?
"Another pretend, what kind of thing are you, and you dare to point fingers at our Xuantian Sect?" The poisonous Fa Shui turned his head and scolded.
Fa Shan was calmer, and said aloud to the surrounding spectators: "Our Xuantian Sect treats Taoist friends with courtesy, and treats the gods who cheat to eat and drink, and it has always been such a courtesy. If you are not convinced, you can discuss it with our master of ceremonies, and he will be happy. â
Naturally, there are spectators who are not afraid of big things and say: "That is, treat friends and naturally feel at home." Treat cats and dogs, and have their own sticks to serve. â
This drew another burst of laughter.
Rao is Wang Qingyuan's eloquence, but there is nothing he can do about these two sharp-toothed boys. It's too funny to reason with them, and it's even more humiliating to do it with them.
Longyang Shaoyu saw that the two children insisted on blocking the road, showing no mercy at all, and couldn't help but feel ashamed and ashamed.
He knew that he was extremely unpopular with the disciples of Xuantian Sect, but he didn't expect that the two little boys would dare to lose his face like this, and even the master would be humiliated.
A hint of anger flashed in his eyes. A hint of irritability suddenly surged in my heart.
A jade-like hand fell on his shoulder, and the cold touch passed to his shoulder through his clothes, Longyang Shaoyu's mind immediately sobered up, the anger in his eyes disappeared, and his face calmly took a big step back and landed behind An Yun.
Seeing this, Wang Qingyuan also retreated and stood behind An Yun.
The curious eyes around him fell on An Yun, with an interested smile on his face, wanting to see how this young girl would deal with it.
An Yun didn't even look at the two boys. Treat the two of them as if they were nothing. The footsteps were not slow, and he walked towards the two of them step by step. Or rather, walk towards the path that the two of them are blocking.
The two boys stood calmly and straight, their eyes purring. Thinking about how to respond to An Yun's words.
Who knew that An Yun didn't speak at all. Even the focus of the gaze did not fall on them. A hint of annoyance flashed in the eyes of the two boys. He snorted in unison, and his footsteps shifted, intending to stand in the center of the road. Block the road tighter.
Their faces changed suddenly, for they found that they could not move.
The two boys were not panicked in their hearts, they had long seen that the cultivation of the girl in front of them was much higher than them, and it was not unusual to be able to restrain them. But, how dare she?
How dare you do it yourself in the Xuantian Sect?
The others also saw it, and their faces became strange, and they all waited to see a good show. There are still people who dare to make a move against the disciples of Xuantian Sect in Xuantian Sect, this is a direct challenge to Xuantian Sect.
Door-to-door provocation, or rather, door-to-door.
Even if it was the fault of the two boys before, then now, in order to maintain the dignity of his sect, no matter whose fault it is, Xuantian Sect must severely punish An Yun.
The two boys tried to speak, but their mouths opened, but they found that they could not say anything. Not only that, but their bodies couldn't even move a minute, stiff like two statues.
An Yun didn't seem to see the statue-like boy in front of him, his steps were not chaotic at all, and he walked forward without hurry. The strange thing is that the two boys moved at this time, but only two feet were moving, retreating step by step, always maintaining the appearance of stopping in front of An Yun.
People who don't know see it, and when they see it from a distance, they will only feel that the two children are firmly blocking An Yun, but they don't know that they are involuntarily blocked by An Yun.
Qingfeng frowned, cautiously glanced around, touched the green vine whip wrapped around his right arm, and followed quietly behind An Yun.
Wang Qingyuan and Ma Yunpeng's expressions changed greatly, and the two knew that An Yun was not very old, but his temperament was very tough, and his courage was even greater. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to directly take the Kuaiyi Gate to fight with the Yijian Gate, the Huayin Sect and the Seven Fowl Gate at the same time.
Not only that, but under the pursuit of the two Jindan monks, he calmly chose the route and method of escape. Now that she had returned unscathed, one of the two Jindan monks had died, and the other, though he didn't know what had happened to her, should not have been much better.
But they never thought that An Yun would dare to do it in the Xuantian Sect.
This is Xuantian Sect, there are seventeen Jindan elders on the bright side, and Qinghua Zhenren, an ancestor in the middle of the Yuan Infant, is sitting in the mountain gate. As for secretly, who knows how strong the Xuantian Sect's sect is?
Wang Qingyuan hurriedly stepped forward and whispered beside An Yun: "The landlord is just two children." Children are not sensible, and they can be irresponsible when they talk and do things, but we are not good at dealing with them, so why do we have to give Xuantian Sect some face. â
An Yun thought about it sideways and shook his head: "They are not sensible, I don't blame them." But children are not sensible, and if they don't teach them, they will only become more and more ignorant. It may not be much now, but we all know how cruel the cultivation world is, and if you let your two children grow up like this, once you leave the mountain gate in the future, you will lose the protection of the elders of the sect, and you will be killed. â
Wang Qingyuan smiled bitterly: "That's not our business, and we have no obligation to teach them to learn well." â
An Yun thought about it seriously when he heard this, and felt deeply reasonable: "You are right, you really don't care about my business. â
"Then ......" Wang Qingyuan looked at the two boys in front of him who were walking backwards involuntarily, and his eyes motioned for An Yun to let the two go, everyone is here to be guests today, and it will be too embarrassing to be kicked out.
An Yun still kept walking, and the two boys walked in front of her with two small short legs, struggling to retreat.
"The Son does not teach, but the Father is guilty; If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy. These two boys are not sensible, could it be that the entire Xuantian Sect is not sensible? Since their elders obviously don't stop it in their eyes. I, as a guest, had to reluctantly help my master's family train my minions. â
"If you don't teach them a lesson, will a cat or dog dare to jump out and point at our nose and scold in the future?"
The two children had been holding on strongly, and their faces were unruly. At this moment, he heard An Yun shouting one by one, and regarded them as the lowest level of miscellaneous servants in the sect, and he couldn't help but be angry and annoyed. The two partial-born people couldn't speak or move, and in the sight of the surrounding crowd, they kept walking backwards, which can be said to be a loss of face.
The age of the mountain and the water. It's time to save face. Where can they stand today's grievances, the two of them can't help but have red circles in their eyes.
There was a clear and loud crane cry in the air, and everyone raised their heads, only to see two red-crowned cranes rushing down diagonally. Stand still before the crowd.
Two young monks dressed in Ming zodiac robes each jumped from the red-crowned crane. One of them had a cold face. He walked up behind the two boys and put his hand on their shoulders.
The two people who came were the second-generation disciples of Xuantian Sect who were in charge of the reception of the master of ceremonies today, and the two of them were the best among the second-generation disciples.
Another young monk stepped forward with a smile on his face. He saluted everyone first, then fell his gaze on An Yun's face, and said gently: "This fellow Daoist looks very familiar, I don't know if we have seen it?" â
An Yun also looked at him, there was not a trace of ripples in his eyes, and it was as calm as two pools of cold water.
The young monk didn't mind An Yun's non-answer, he knocked his head with a whisk, and said with a sudden realization: "I remember, you are the female cultivator of the foundation building period who escaped in the pursuit of the Silver and Red Sword Order last time, right?" â
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden inhalation sound around her, and countless eyes fell on An Yun, as if they wanted to see her through.
Listening to the silver and red sword order issued by Chao Pavilion, for almost most of the monks in Linhai Prefecture, it was a puzzled second monk, an inexplicable beginning, and an inexplicable end.
Originally, everyone's thoughts were only on Ning Xiangzhi and Gusu Daoren, but later they gradually shifted to An Yun. They all speculated about what treasures she had on her, which could cause the two Jindan monks to chase after her, and also led Duanmu Yuanshan to sacrifice a silver and red sword order, which caused a big panic in Linhai Prefecture.
There were monks around who participated in the last Silver and Red Sword Order, and the friends around them whispered to them to inquire about An Yun's details.
However, even the monks who participated in the last Silver Red Sword Order actually had no impression of An Yun. She suddenly appeared at Kuaiyimen, and suddenly appeared in Linhai.
No one knows where she came from, and no one can find out her details.
She is like a person who does not exist in zĂ i, suddenly and quietly appeared beside everyone. For An Yun, most of the monks were unfamiliar, even if someone had been involved in intercepting her.
"I thought you two would be hiding on the top of the mountain all the time to watch the show." An Yun said lightly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
An Yun Daoyou laughed, because today's ancestor is on his birthday, I am short of manpower, and I am slacking in manpower, please be sure to understand more. If these two junior disciples of mine offend An Yun's fellow Daoists, I will make amends for them, and I also ask Daoists to look at my thin face and give them a convenience. â
Convenient with others, convenient for yourself. This is An Yun's motto for being a man himself.
It's just that this sentence came out of other people's mouths, and it also implied an extremely explicit threat, which made An Yun not want to be convenient.
"Are you going to carry the mistakes they made?" An Yun looked at the young monk in front of him steadily, for a moment.
At the same time, the monk with an extremely cold expression glanced at An Yun indignantly, his face became even more indifferent, he walked behind the monk with a gentle smile, and whispered almost something in his ear.
The young man glanced at An Yun in surprise, as if he didn't expect her means to be so high, and the formation she arranged casually could make her junior brother helpless.
"I am the master of ceremonies of Xuantian Sect today, and I will bear all their mistakes. Fellow Daoist, can you let my two juniors go first, and I will be punished for them? The young monk said with a smile.
"Insulting my sect, bullying my disciples, and blocking my way, how to deal with this matter?" An Yun asked.
"The two little junior brothers are still young, childlike and occasionally naughty. Taoist friends are monks and cultivators, but they are immortals, so why bother with two children? The young monk laughed.
An Yun shook his head: "I know that they are just children, so I don't care about them." But you've been watching from the top of the mountain for a long time, why didn't you come out to stop you? It's your fault, and you can't say you've taken it. â
"Since you are provocative and humiliate us for no reason, why do you mean something, it seems that I have to be unforgiving, and I have to punish the two children?"
"You have done all the good guys and bad guys, why should I be treated like this?"
The two young Taoists also seemed to be a little anxious, and seeing that there were more and more lively monks around, he was secretly anxious in his heart.
In any case, on the birthday of the ancestor, if there was such an unpleasant time, he would have no light on his face.
"What does that friendship mean?" The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, squeezed out a smile and asked.
"I want you to apologize to my eldest disciple Longyang Shaoyu, apologize to me, and apologize to the monks in my sect." An Yun said lightly.
She doesn't want to make a big deal out of it, after all, it's just a small thing, and the ten-year big competition is the most important thing.
"Longyang Shaoyu?" The mild-looking young monk pretended to look at it in surprise, as if he had just seen Longyang Shaoyu, and beckoned: "Shaoyu, it's been good lately." â
Longyang Shaoyu nodded and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Muyang for your concern, the little brother is fine." â
The young monk named Mu Yang smiled, and his divine sense passed over him, and he was suddenly taken aback.
For Longyang Shaoyu, the senior brothers of Xuantian Sect have no respect in their hearts, and they usually sweep him from him with their divine sense at will, even if Longyang Shaoyu jumps like thunder.
This sweep suddenly found that Longyang Shaoyu had cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period, and Muyang clearly remembered that when Longyang Shaoyu left Xuantian Sect, he only came back in two months. Unexpectedly, this meeting took more than half a year. And how did this kid's skill cultivation progress so fast?
Could it be that this kid really had some adventures?
"Good boy, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and your cultivation has actually improved, and you have improved so much all at once? It's gratifying, but I don't know how you cultivated. Mu Yang patted Long Yang Shaoyu's shoulder, and his movements were very skillful, as if he had done it many times.
In the cultivation world, few people directly ask each other about their exercises and secrets, which is very rude. As the master of ceremonies, it is impossible for Muyang not to know this rule.
It can be seen that the disciples of the Xuantian Sect are full of resentment towards Longyang Shaoyu, the person who has brought shame to the entire Xuantian Sect.
"Shaoyu, since Fashan and Fashui entered the door, you have also watched them grow up. Forget about today's affairs, I'll punish them well when I go back, do you think it's feasible? (To be continued......)