It took a long time for the thousands of monks in the field to breathe a sigh of relief, and the sound of gasps came and went. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I don't know who suddenly laughed out loud, and then the whole scene became lively again, and the sound of laughter re-floated in this venue.

At this time, the five monks who confronted Leng Yunhan and the others did not dare to make any more moves, but just stared at Leng Yunhan and the stall owner fiercely, and their eyes couldn't help but sweep over the stump behind the stall owner.

Seeing that the man was still unwilling to leave, Leng Yunhan couldn't help but take a step forward again and shouted, "What's the matter, what else do you want!" ”

The monk saw that Leng Yunhan came forward to ask himself again, although he was angry in his heart, he couldn't help it, and said angrily in his heart: "Boy, when you leave the exchange conference, uncle, I must crush your bones and scatter ashes!" ”

However, although he was ruthless in his heart, the monk only stared at Leng Yunhan with cold eyes, and shouted in his mouth: "Boy, you still have to be nosy!" ”

Hearing the monk's question, Leng Yunhan stood there with his chest straight, such an action had already shown what he meant.

The monk's face was cloudy, and at this time, a fellow disciple next to the monk came forward to look at Leng Yunhan, and said softly with a slight arch of his hand: "This fellow Daoist doesn't know that this stall owner is a fellow disciple?" ”

"It's not."

"Is that something to do with the stall owner?"

"Nope."

"Why is that Daoist friend like this?"

"I just can't get used to it."

The monk and Leng Yunhan asked and answered, if they just listened to the tone of the two, it would be like an old friend chatting, but the frowning brow that followed the conversation and the monk's somewhat unkind eyes reminded the tense atmosphere in this meeting.

"Fellow Daoist. Don't you think it's too much! The stall owner sells counterfeit goods. We're just theorizing. Daoyou has repeatedly defended this person, is it because he looks down on my Yutai Island! ”

When he said this, the monks who were watching could hear it, and they were using the strength of the sect to suppress people, and there was a burst of laughter in the audience.

Where is this? This is the Ancient Immortal Mansion of the Immortal Yuan Conference, and there are fewer monks from the major sects who die here in each Immortal Yuan Conference? If he is killed here, no sect will seek revenge, otherwise this sect will be crowned with a big hat of violating the rules of the Immortal Yuan Conference.

Although Leng Yunhan didn't know much about these, he also didn't know what kind of existence Yutai Island was. So I don't care if the person moves out of the sect.

However, Leng Yunhan didn't care, Qin Zhengqing and the stall owner behind him changed color slightly, Yutai Island was also a top-ranked immortal gate among the middle-level immortal gates, speaking of which, the disciples of Yutai Island were not very powerful, but Yutai Island controlled an island, and the monks who lived on Yutai Island were not very easy to mess with.

After the monk said this, his face was also slightly red, and after hearing the sneers around him, his face turned even redder, but soon the monk also suppressed the shame in his heart. His eyes were fixed on Leng Yunhan, waiting for his reaction.

It's a pity that the monk stared at Leng Yunhan for a long time. But Leng Yunhan never reacted, and still stood there with his head held high.

"You must be right with our Yutai Island! But I don't know which one you are, but I know if your sect has the ability to be hostile to our Yutai Island! ”

The monk's tone at the moment was already full of threat, but the more this was the case, the more Leng Yunhan's heart was inspired by the character of not admitting defeat, and he also glanced coldly at the five monks.

Leng Yunhan's tone was a little cold: "Don't use the sect to suppress me, little brother, I am a disciple of Qianxiu Valley, but if you want to look for it, just come to me, our Qianxiu Valley is not something you can provoke!" ”

Leng Yunhan's tone was very arrogant, but when the three words of Qianxiu Gu came out, there were surprises and sneers in the audience for a while.

The five monks hadn't reacted for a while when they heard Leng Yunhan say the three words Qianxiu Valley, and after thinking about it for a while, they suddenly laughed.

Looking at Leng Yunhan, he smiled contemptuously: "I am the disciple of the high sect, but it turns out that it is Qianxiu Valley, which is about to fall out of the middle-level immortal gate, what a big name, haha......"

The five monks laughed arrogantly, and some of the monks laughed together, but more of the monks had solemn faces, and their steps slowly moved away from the laughing monks.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand, after all, Qianxiu Valley has been almost at the bottom of the existence since so many Immortal Yuan conferences, and it has been hiding from the world all year round, and it has been looked down upon in the immortal cultivation world over the years.

However, not everyone will underestimate Qianxiu Valley, after all, in the great battle hundreds of years ago, Qianxiu Valley almost wiped out the demon path monks who came by relying on the power of one hand, and the demon path that was killed for hundreds of years has not been able to recover.

"Boy, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, haha......" The monk laughed wildly again, seeing Leng Yunhan still standing there calmly, his face couldn't help but darken, and he said in his heart: "This person is really arrogant!" ”

"This senior brother, why don't you forget it, the senior brothers of the three sects, six sects and twelve sects have already come, and they don't dare to do anything if they want to, don't affect the senior brother's sect."

At this time, the stall owner stepped forward and bowed to Leng Yunhan softly and said, he was really afraid of being affected by Leng Yunhan and Qianxiu Valley, after all, Leng Yunhan gave him a very different feeling, it was a warm feeling that he had never felt in the immortal cultivation world.

Leng Yunhan looked at the stall owner with a smile and said, "Senior brother, don't panic, junior brother won't be reckless." ”

Leng Yunhan's voice was not loud, but the monk could also hear it, hearing Leng Yunhan's words, the five monks were happy, thinking that Leng Yunhan was finally going to leave and stop meddling.

But immediately their faces became cold again, because Leng Yunhan was still standing there after finishing speaking, staring at the five of them with blazing eyes.

"What the hell do you want!"

At this time, the monk finally couldn't get any more heat, and asked loudly.

"No, but I want to ask you what you want?"

Leng Yunhan said in a light tone, as if he looked down on the five people in front of him at all, and he didn't care about the aura coercion exuded by the five people.

Those five people were really angry. That was originally the monk who bought the "Aotian Jue" and jumped out in one step. He pointed to the black scroll on the stump. shouted: "We want to seek justice, this person's mortal martial arts pretending to be ancient exercises, you can talk about how to solve this!" ”

For this matter, the onlookers have long understood, and there are also some monks who have lived in the mundane world have seen the black scroll and confirmed that the scroll seems to be a martial arts in the mundane, and at this time, these onlookers also want to hear Leng Yunhan's explanation.

For these, Leng Yunhan also had a general understanding when he squeezed in. Walked over to the stump, picked up the black scroll, and walked back in front of the five.

"But this one!"

Leng Yunhan looked at the five people, shook the black scroll in his hand, and said.

"Exactly!"

The five of them shouted in unison, their eyes staring at Leng Yunhan.

Leng Yunhan casually flipped through the black scroll for more than a dozen pages, his face changed slightly, but at that moment, his face was as calm as water.

"Who said that this is ordinary martial arts, this is the practice of cultivating immortals."

Leng Yunhan's sudden words calmed all the monks in the field in an instant, and this book had been appraised by more than a dozen monks who had lived in the mundane world for many years.

The five monks obviously didn't expect Leng Yunhan to say this. One person stared at Leng Yunhan with a cold look in his eyes, and said, "You said this is an immortal cultivation technique?" Ha ha...... Then you can show us a show! ”

Leng Yunhan glanced at the monk. Then he handed the black scroll to the stall owner, and took a few more steps forward, stopping in an open space.

"Then let you see!"

After Leng Yunhan finished speaking, he took out the long sword on his back, danced a sword flower casually, his eyes closed slightly, and a spiritual light flashed on Leng Yunhan's long sword.

"Woo Woo ......"

The sound of breaking the wind continued to come out with the dancing of Leng Yunhan's long sword, and Leng Yunhan was also dancing faster and faster, and gradually everyone only saw bursts of flash and afterimages in their eyes.

When Leng Yunhan's figure froze in the field again and put away his long sword, the surrounding monks were still silent in shock.

When Leng Yunhan walked back in front of Qin Zhengqing, someone in the field let out an exclamation, and his eyes looked at a fallen forest in the distance, which was cut by the sword qi on Leng Yunhan's sword far in the air.

At this time, except for Qin Zhengqing's four fellow disciples, their faces remained unchanged, and the other monks all stared at Leng Yunhan in strange ways.

However, although many monks were staring at Leng Yunhan, they were just curious about Leng Yunhan, and they didn't care about the black scroll, because judging from Leng Yunhan's demonstration, this black scroll was not a profound exercise.

"Is this really an immortal cultivation technique?"

At this time, even the stall owner was a little unsure, and looked at the black scroll in his hand in a daze, and the three golden characters of "Aotian Jue" on it were a little dazzling.

Seeing that Leng Yunhan really demonstrated the exercises on the black scroll, and the aura on the sword was still not weak, the five monks were also a little puzzled, and they didn't know what to do when they looked at Leng Yunhan for a while.

"How now?"

Leng Yunhan didn't give the five people any time to think, and asked again and again.

The five people listened to Leng Yunhan's question, and looked at each other for a while, looking at Leng Yunhan with uncertain eyes.

"Okay, we've got it!" The monk stepped forward, stared at Leng Yunhan and said, "Give me the book, I hope we won't meet again in the future!" ”

The monk didn't want to be entangled at this time, and he couldn't do anything, so there was no other benefit in staying here than being angry.

The stall owner hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the black scroll in his hand.

"Slow!" Suddenly, Leng Yunhan stepped forward and pressed the stall owner's hand, took the black scroll, looked at the monk and said, "This book can't be given to you now." ”

"Why!"

The monk was already unwilling, but at this moment, he was even more angry, staring at Leng Yunhan fiercely, and his body took a step forward, and his body, which was already a head taller than Leng Yunhan, suddenly formed an invisible pressure.

Feeling this strong pressure, Leng Yunhan's face did not change, raised his head and stared at the monk's eyes, and said, "Because this book is mine now." ”

"What?" (To be continued.) )