Zhao Jingyang nodded: "It's okay to kill it with your own hands; When you were a child, he tortured him in all kinds, and you killed him with your own hands, just to remove the resentment in your heart, and to relieve the knots in your heart."

Then he turned over his hand, and a bead flowing with emerald green smoke was held in the palm of his hand: "You take this Mu Yuan Bead to the sacrifice." With this pearl, it is easy to kill the hills and mountains."

Si Tou looked at the Mu Yuanzhu in Zhao Jingyang's hand and hesitated.

Zhao Jingyang looked at her coldly, her heart trembled, and she hurriedly took the beads: "Got it."

She was clearly contradictory in her heart - Zhao Jingyang's domineering toughness made her very unhappy, but having a feeling of dependence made her heart soft.

For no reason, she asked, "Will I embarrass you if I kill Qiu Shan?"

Zhao Jingyang said: "It's just a hill, if you kill it, you will kill it, what can you do to be embarrassed."

He said, "I have given this realm Dao sect enough preferential treatment, maybe I will teach them to mistakenly think that I, Zhao Jingyang, am a 'good bully'."

"You go and kill Qiu Shan, if there is anyone who obstructs it, it will be said that it is me, Zhao Jingyang. Whoever stands in your way is my enemy."

Sito's heart was hot, and when he heard this, he couldn't help himself.

There has never been such a person, standing firmly behind her and giving her a strong output!

Zhao Jingyang couldn't help but laugh when he saw her with a spring face; Take her into your arms with you.

......

The day before he officially met with the cultivators of this realm, a brief but fierce confrontation broke out somewhere on the beach. In front of several Dao Sect cultivators, Si Tou killed Qiu Shan and sprinkled away.

Half an hour later, Zhao Jingyang met Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine came to Shanghai a few days earlier, and he was accompanied by Qiusheng and literary talents.

On the day I came, I visited Zhao Jingyang in Jingyuan.

This time, he came to the door again, because Si Tou killed Qiu Shan.

Qiu Shan is the true legend of the Pavilion Soap Sect, saying that it has been expelled from the mountain gate, but after all, it has not taken back its cultivation; The so-called expulsion from the mountain gate is probably to make a show.

But the people of the Pavilion Soap Sect were inconvenient and did not dare to come to the door directly, knowing that Zhao Jingyang and Uncle Nine had a good relationship, so they asked Uncle Nine to come forward and make a test first.

The guest and host sat down and served tea.

Zhao Jingyang said with a smile: "How is Uncle Nine walking on the beach these days?"

Uncle Nine said, "It's really a prosperous place."

He said, "But it doesn't suit me. I'm only suitable for rolling in the mountains and wilderness."

Zhao Jingyang said with a smile: "Everyone yearns for prosperity, but Uncle Nine loves to be remote. None of them are as good as Uncle Nine."

Uncle Nine laughed: "Don't dare to be. I'm just a dirt bun, and I can't stay in the big city."

After a few words, Uncle Nine came to the point.

He said with a straight face: "What is the reason for Qiu Shan's death; Fellow Daoist, I know that you are not an unreasonable person. But in front of so many fellow Daoists, the vine demon forcibly killed Qiu Shan in the name of Dao friends, isn't it not good?"

Zhao Jingyang heard this and put down the tea bowl.

He said, "If you kill Qiu Shan, you have a reason to kill him."

"Sito is already my man, so I naturally want to stand up for her; If she hadn't wanted to do it herself, I would have killed Qiu Shan earlier."

Uncle Nine frowned: "I have also faintly heard about Qiu Shan. Could it be that Qiu Shan has seen sin... Daoyou's new lady?"

Zhao Jingyang said, "Don't stop seeing sin."

Then he said, "Si Tou opens his spiritual wisdom, which is the handiwork of Qiu Shan; This guy has imprisoned Si Tou for more than ten years, and he has been tortured in all kinds of ways, if it weren't for Si Tou is a demon, his soul would have been scattered. Such a revenge, Uncle Nine, do you think it should be avenged or not?"

When Uncle Nine heard this, he was immediately silent.

He sighed, "I see. I have long heard that the hills and mountains are cruel to aliens, and they are all eliminated regardless of whether they are good or bad. I didn't expect him to be so cruel."

Zhao Jingyang smiled and shook his head: "Whether he is cruel or not, it has nothing to do with me; But his cruelty is against Sito, and Sito has become my person, so it naturally has something to do with me."

He said, "As for saying, 'In front of many fellow Daoists,' fellow Daoists, I think that I am good enough to treat Taoists in this realm. But I'll see

Many people seem to have opinions about me, and there are a lot of sneaky people outside my garden these days, do you think I, Zhao Jingyang, am I a bully?"

When Uncle Nine heard this, his heart sank slightly.

After all, people's hearts are different - although Zhao Jingyang has shown a powerful force that cannot be ignored, there are few people who have witnessed it; Some people don't cry when they don't see the coffin, and they don't think so if they haven't seen it with their own eyes.

When the various sects met in private, Uncle Nine discovered such signs.

Many people think that Hanhai has ill intentions - saying this in his mouth, the next sentence that leads to it is - Hanhai has so many resources, and good things are lived by virtuous people, so they will not take it by force, but also take a piece of the pie for free.

It is to be connected in series, and when he officially meets with Zhao Jingyang, he will be persecuted and so on.

Uncle Nine is an understanding person, and he can't see it.

He persuaded, but to no avail; Why did the Maoshan faction persuade the other factions?

On the contrary, it is not okay to be cynical.

Daochang Zhou also persuaded him, but only he, Uncle Jiu and the people of the Maoshan faction did not have an advantage in the Dao Alliance.

These things are buried at the moment and have not broken out, and now listening to Zhao Jingyang say it, it is clear that Zhao Jingyang has expected it a long time ago.

The so-called killing of Qiu Shan, in addition to avenging Si Tou, also has the meaning of giving those people a slap in the face - he Zhao Jingyang is not easy to mess with.

Uncle Nine sighed lightly, "But I shouldn't have come today."

Zhao Jingyang shook his head and smiled, "Uncle Nine is here, and I will welcome him with both hands. As for their flies and dogs, if a hill and mountain is not a benchmark, and we meet tomorrow, I will let them understand what kind of person I am Zhao Jingyang!"

...

All the miscellaneous matters involved in meeting with the practitioner are handled by the mirror.

On the morning of the next day, in the Hanhai Pavilion, in the empty hall, almost all the cultivators of the Tao, Buddha, and miscellaneous sects had arrived.

There are no less than 100 people, and it is the essence of the cultivation world.

However, there are less than thirty people who can enter Zhao Jingyang's eyes.

If you can enter Zhao Jingyang's eyes, you can be qualified as a pseudo-martial saint like Uncle Jiu. The rest are insignificant.

Of the thirty or so people, there are five or six in Maoshan; Longhu Mountain is almost five or six. The Pavilion Soap Pie, one of the three mountains with the same name, is only three.

The Three Mountains Fu Zheng faction together accounts for nearly half.

Of the rest, a dozen or so are monks; In the end, there are only three people, and they are masters of folk genres.

Zhao Jingyang didn't know when he had appeared under the Torch Treasure Tree, his narrow eyes scanning everyone present; He nodded with Uncle Jiu, and nodded with Zhou Daochang.

"Say it's a formal meeting." Zhao Jingyang's surging voice filled the entire hall, suppressing all the noisy noise: "In fact, during this time, you have already gone to the beach, and you should know everything."

"So." Zhao Jingyang put his hands behind his back: "I don't talk nonsense with you!"

Yuan Gang roared all around him, and the sky-collapsed fist spirit exploded, swept away in an instant!

"I don't care what some of you have planned, what plans you have. Whoever can break away from Lao Tzu's fist intent, Lao Tzu will give him a chance to speak."

"If you can't even bear Lao Tzu's fist spirit, you can either get out; Either follow the rules and enter the template yourself!"