Everything went well, Yun Yisui wandered happily on the street yesterday for an afternoon, and at night, he came to the back wall of Fang Dahu's house, took advantage of the darkness, released the red eyes out of the bamboo cage, and according to the master's words, he gave a few instructions, let it climb over the wall and sneak into the courtyard. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the only small inn in the ferry village only costs five dollars a night, the young man is still reluctant, and comes to the haystack next to the village, and will spend the night, but the mosquito bites, itching badly, and he has never slept steadily.

In the morning, Yun Yisui yawned, washed his face with the water in the ditch, sobered up, and walked to the breakfast stall, thinking about soy milk fritters.

This soy milk and fritters are really delicious, but the residence is too far from the village, the boy has only eaten twice, usually always drink some bud rice porridge, how can he taste this bite, so he deliberately had breakfast before willing to go back.

In front of an old couple's stall, they had just asked for breakfast and were about to eat, but they heard a burst of shouting, Yun Yisui turned his head to look, and saw two big men, rolling up their sleeves and rushing over, viciously kicking over the table, smashing wooden stools, pointing at the old couple's nose, and scolding.

The diners who ate breakfast all recognized the two men, and they slipped aside with interest, not daring to eat again, leaving only Yun Yisui reluctant to eat, lying on a table far away, burying his head in swallowing.

The black-clothed man scolded: "He Laoqi, didn't I tell you, don't set up a stall anymore, you just make money and don't pay taxes, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world?"

The old man hurriedly apologized: "Uncle Zhao, you can do it conveniently, the old man is willing to pay taxes, but the tax money that the old man wants is too high, where can he pay this small business? The old man has no land at home, so he can only rely on a small stall to earn a few scraps of money. ”

"Hmph! You have the final say on the level of this tax? Master Fang is the head of the village, and the supervisor is acting in accordance with the law, you resist in every possible way, will you be able to do the opposite?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's just that you didn't accept it in previous years, why do you want to accept it today?" He Laoqi asked.

"How do I know, if you don't leave, you'll smash your mess. The big man in black was impatient, and when he saw that Yun Yisui was still eating violently, he put the fire on him, walked over and kicked it on the table, and the soy milk cheapened the young man.

The young man was scalded by soy milk, screamed, grabbed half of the fritters in his hand, flashed back, was angry, remembered the master's explanation, endured it without a seizure, and turned to leave.

Seeing that the old couple still didn't know how to advance or retreat, the temper was even greater, and they wanted to smash their panel stove, so the old lady used his body to protect the belongings, the man did not hesitate, and put a foot on the old woman, and even kicked out a few feet away with the stove, and the charcoal fire burst out, burning the old woman and screaming again and again. Seeing this, He Laoqi begged for mercy and pulled again, and was also slapped by the big man and fell to the ground.

The villagers were all watching, but they were afraid that the big man was strong, and there were big families behind them, so no one dared to come up to dissuade them, but they only pointed and pointed on the side.

Yun Yisui was about to leave, but when he saw the old man being bullied, he fell to the ground and cried bitterly, and he was immediately furious, and a stream of blood rushed into his head, throwing Zhao Liren's words aside. He came to the big man, stretched out his hand to stop him, and asked, "If you collect taxes, you will say well, why do you beat people?"

When the big man saw that it was a young man, half a head shorter than him, and his body was thin, he immediately laughed and said, "Little rabbit cub, are you looking for death?"

The man in black said, a slap in the face, thinking that as long as he slapped, he could slap the young man in front of him, his eyes were full of stars, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he cried and shouted to find his mother.

Yun Yisui fought with someone for the first time, and he was completely bottomless in his heart, he didn't know how capable the big man was, nor did he know whether he had an advantage compared to him, he only followed the footwork of the sword trick, dodged the attack, but didn't fight back, he just wanted to stop the big man from hurting people, after all, he was also brought up by the old man, and when he saw this scene, he really couldn't hold back.

"Hehe, I've practiced twice, do you want to be a hero?" The man in black saw that he had missed, and his heart lit up, he was originally a thug of the Fang family and had practiced martial arts, so he clenched his fists and unceremoniously smashed down the young man's face with his right fist.

The boy shook again, avoiding his fist, and was unharmed. Yun Yi was determined in his heart, the master said, this is a compulsory course in this course, called Liuyun Sword Technique, footwork is like flowing water, fast and light, dexterous and abnormal, when the disciples enter the room have no mana, it is just applicable, relying on flexible body methods can also control the enemy, of course, after having mana, the power is stronger.

The man in black was completely enraged, he thought that the young man was playing him in front of everyone and making him make a fool of himself, and suddenly his face was red, his green tendons were exposed, and his strength was much heavier, and he was determined to break a few bones of this unknown bastard boy.

Yun Yisui felt that the speed of the big man's fist was getting faster and faster, carrying a strong wind, for fear that he would be hit and injured by him, he couldn't help but be a little flustered, his mood fell together, and his feet were also in a mess, seeing that his fist couldn't dodge, he had to grit his teeth and raise an arm, intending to block.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, a trace of yang yuan in the young man's body ran to his arm, and everyone only saw a little white light flashing, and then the man in black screamed, flew out, and fell solidly.

The onlookers let out a burst of exclamation, and the gray-clothed man who came with him was stunned, and after seeing the light, he realized that this young man was an immortal cultivator, and ordinary people were not opponents at all.

The man in gray ran forward to help his companion up, whispered a few words, and the man in black hugged his already red and swollen arm, and actually apologized: "This little heavenly master, I don't know the depth below, I was offended a lot just now." ”

It turns out that in this Dayan Shenzhou, although there are very few people who cultivate immortals, the story of cultivating immortals is known to women and children, even if it is Bai Dingye Lao, he also knows that the demons in this world are in chaos, and there are masters of cultivation, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and keeping the world peaceful, this kind of person is generally referred to as the Heavenly Master, ordinary people, even if they have practiced martial arts, they are absolutely difficult to match. This black-clothed man knew that the young man was a heavenly master, how could he dare to slack off, for fear that the other party belonged to a famous sect, he would never be able to provoke him, Master Fang had a little power in the village, but compared to the sect of cultivating immortals, it was simply a world of difference.

The young man was stunned, and the man judged the two of them before and after, which made him wonder in his heart, and said: "As long as you don't beat the old man, I won't care." ”

"Don't fight, don't fight, the villain is reckless and hurts the elderly, and he should make amends to them. The black-clothed man was sweating on his forehead, for fear that these two old men were some relatives of this little Heavenly Master, and that would be a big disaster, and if the Heavenly Master took his life with a sword, it would be terrible. "Little Heavenly Master, what else do you command?"

Yun Yi lived in seclusion in the woods for a long time, ignorant of the world, and thought about it: "If you have something to discuss, don't do it again, if I know, I will come to you for trouble." ”