In the Kuixing Building, several old people sat upright on the wooden chairs on both sides of the hall, and the one sitting on the right was a white-faced and beardless young man with wolf eyes, he was the eldest young master of Ning Wangfu, and the old man in black standing next to him was the housekeeper Fu Bo. On the left side of Fu Bo is a skinny Taoist priest with a pig mouth, who is in his thirties, and a middle-aged Taoist priest who carries a simple long sword on his back, with a look of arrogance, as if he can despise everything.

An Ergong, who was hanging his hand on the left, was very uneasy in his heart, and he said to An Yurong: "Go and see, why hasn't the old lady come yet." ”

An Yurong said that he was just about to go out, but when he saw Li Cuilian and Lin Zhi walking in, everyone was stunned.

Zhu Maochang's broken knife brows furrowed, and he looked at Lin Zhi with a look of contempt, "Anguo Mansion is really anyone, is it possible to take in and ask Huazi to prepare to revive the beggar gang?" Hahaha......" There was a bit of evil in his voice, and every sentence was very harsh. Fu Bo next to him looked at everyone tremblingly, for fear that the people of Anguo Mansion would be detrimental to him.

Lin Zhi strode to the right position of his left hand, stopped and turned around to salute several old people: "The old lady is sick, let me take full authority to handle family affairs and entertain distinguished guests." After he finished speaking, he didn't care about everyone's surprised looks, sat down on An Taigong's chair steadily, shook his black and white checkered robe, and looked at the pig-mouthed skinny Taoist priest next to him: "This Taoist chief, I don't know where the fairy town is?" ”

The skinny Taoist snorted coldly: "Poor Dao is one of the top ten disciples of the Spring Water True Person of Longhu Mountain, Dao Guanchi!" ”

Lin Zhi smiled indifferently: "Fortunately, it turned out to be the head of the Guanchi Dao." He turned his head to look at Zhu Maochang: "You, get up!" ”

Zhu Maochang's wolf eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you talking to me?" ”

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped to freezing.

Several old men in Anguo Mansion glanced at each other, their expressions were indescribably ugly, and they all looked at Lin Zhi, who was in the first seat.

Lin Zhi said: "Yes, what kind of thing are you, and you deserve to be on an equal footing with me?" ”

Zhu Maochang trembled angrily, stood up suddenly, and pointed at Lin Zhi with his finger: "You dare to talk to me like this?" ”

"That's right, that's what Lao Tzu does!" Lin Zhi picked up the hot tea cup on the table, picked up the blue and white porcelain lid and skimmed the floating tea leaves, he raised his hand, and splashed Zhu Maochang with steaming tea, "I'm sorry, I saw a scum." ”

Zhu Maochang screamed, his face was hot and red like a monkey's buttocks, and he jumped to his feet and scolded: "What an eyeless mud leg, today, I will let you know how the dead word is written." ”

Lin Zhi gently put the tea cup on the table and snorted coldly: "Kneel!" He released his divine thoughts and hit Zhu Maochang's sea of qi directly.

Zhu Maochang shivered, and knelt on the ground with a thud, his face was in disbelief, his legs were paralyzed and unconscious as if they had received an electric shock, and he looked up at Lin Zhi angrily: "What did you do to me?" ”

Lin Zhi's cold drink startled everyone, and when they saw the invincible Zhu Maochang kneeling on his knees, they almost lost their eyes. How is this possible?

Lin Zhi's face was calm, his eyes were unwavering, and he said lightly: "Li Cuilian, serve tea." ”

Li Cuilian drooled in shock, her long neck shrank sharply, and she hurriedly filled Lin Zhi's teacup with water.

Steward Fu was also frightened enough, and hurriedly reached out to support Zhu Maochang: "Young master, get up quickly." But no matter how he helped, this Zhu Maochang was like mud, his legs were like noodles, and he couldn't help him up at all. He could only grit his teeth and tug at one of the young master's arms, barely holding it up.

The skinny Taoist Guan Chi felt a chill all over his body, he looked at Lin Zhi, the other party did not have a trace of Dao power fluctuations, and he could not see the Dao Qi outflow. He has no bottom in his heart, could it be that this kid is hidden deeply? He is not a brainless stunned young man, and the scene just now is really weird. "Mr. Zhu, are you okay?" He even wondered if Zhu Maochang had suffered from some strange illness and couldn't stand the fright, so Lin Zhi was so frightened that he couldn't stand steadily......

Zhu Maochang's eyes erupted with fire: "Guanchi Daoist, teach me a good lesson to this kid and teach him how to be a good man." ”

Guanchi vest broke out in a cold sweat, he stabilized his mind, and looked at Lin Zhi with a cold face: "This Taoist friend, I don't know what the teacher is, what to call it?" He didn't want to make a rash move, although the other party was wearing a simple robe, but people should not be good-looking! Especially cultivators, they often don't look amazing, or even very sloppy, and look like an old man called Hanako. This kind of person usually doesn't show anything or even pays attention to your provocations and mockery. However, if you touch someone's scales, or insult someone, or get caught doing evil, then you won't be left to fiddle. If you don't make a move, it's done; Shoot, kill!

Lin Zhi said: "There is no door and no faction, there is one wild Taoist!" My name is Lin Zhi, the number of the road, because I like to drink soy milk, so I call it Jiuyang. ”

Guanchi saw that Lin Zhi said lightly, and said in his heart that you are a liar, and you still drink soy milk, go to his mother Jiuyang soybean milk machine! Of course, as an old fritter, he naturally won't easily express his thoughts, and plans to test and tempt again: "Fellow Daoists, you're joking, you and I are both cultivators, and meeting each other is fate." If you are willing, I can introduce you to Longhu Mountain and let my master accept you as a closed disciple. ”

"I'm used to freedom, I don't like any rules and regulations, if you want, I can take you to save the girl who has lost her footing." Lin Zhi's face was serious: "Guanchi Daoyou, what do you think?" ”

Guan Chi's face suddenly darkened, and he quickly calculated in his heart: This kid is so blatant and unobtrusive, looking at his lawless demeanor, Bacheng is really not from some famous faction. A wild Taoist priest also dares to argue with me Longhu Mountain Daomen? Hmph, it's really a mantis arm as a car, and I can't do it myself. Today's poor road will make you suffer a little, young people just don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and if they don't give some color to look at, I'm afraid they won't put themselves in their eyes.

"I hope you apologize to Mr. Zhu for your mistakes, and kneel down and kowtow three times to ask him to forgive you." Guanchi said.

Lin Zhi took a sip of tea, closed his eyes and tasted the fragrance of tea, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Guanchi, do you really regard yourself as a person?" He said in his heart that even if Chunshui Zhenren came, he had to bow down to himself, how dare you make such a mistake as a little disciple? Who gave you the face? Who lends you guts! I think that back then, the head of Longhu Mountain took the top ten real people to Daqingshan to meet Hu Laodao, which one was not respectful to himself! At that time, he was only eight years old, but his cultivation far surpassed them. Cultivators, the Tao is high, the body is respected, the quality is high, the capable is the long, the yin and yang in one hand, a thought determines life and death, waving his sleeves to raise the wind and clouds, snapping his fingers to move the world, there is a great road in his heart, who dares to disagree?

Guanchi was furious: "Arrogance! Poor Dao will give you another chance, if you are obsessed, don't blame me for turning my face and being ruthless! ”