In the evening, twilight falls.

Reflecting the pale golden sunset, Tang Qing wandered aimlessly in the mountains and forests of Qingyumen, every day for several days in a row was coarse tea and light rice, and the one who ate it was called a person who had no appetite, he wanted to eat meat and drink, but unfortunately there was no one here, what should I do? Tang Qing pondered that he had to think of a way, and after thinking about it, he suddenly thought of the fat man Wang he met two days ago.

That guy eats so fat, he should be able to get meat and bars?

Tang Qing still remembered that Wang Fatzi was a disciple of the outer gate, but as for where the outer gate was, he didn't know, and he didn't know if Shangguan Qixue was intentional or what, Tang Qing found that the courtyard where he lived turned out to be in the middle of the mountains and forests, completely isolated from the outside, except for Biyi, he had never seen other disciples come here.

Tang Qing came to the place where he met Wang Fatzi last time with his memory, and recalled that Wang Fatzi seemed to come from the west, so he walked slowly to the west side of the mountain forest, and walked for about a quarter of an hour, Tang Qing saw four or five disciples in a flat place not far ahead, they were all open-chested, sweating, and practicing hard, as if they were playing the Qingquan that Biyi demonstrated to him a few days ago.

"Hey, brothers, do you know a man named Wang Kuan?"

Tang Qing walked over and asked them about the whereabouts of Wang Fatzi.

"Are you looking for Wang Fatzi?" one of the disciples stopped, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, looked Tang Qing up and down, and said, "Who are you, why haven't I seen you before." ”

"I've only been here for a few days. ”

"What's the matter with the fat man?"

"It's a bit of a personal matter. ”

The disciple didn't ask any further, but shouted into the mountains and forests, "Fat Wang, get out, someone is looking for you." ”

At this time, a voice came from the weeds not far away, "Senior Brother Zhang, who is looking for me, wait! The voice fell, and a person walked out of the weeds, this person was fat, shiny, and naked, and when he stood up, his fat body trembled back and forth, it was Wang Kuan, he fastened his belt and raised his head, and walked this way.

"Who's looking for me!"

Wang Fatzi suddenly saw a familiar guy in the distance smiling and beckoning to him, he couldn't help but be stunned, and exclaimed, "Tang Qing, why are you!" Wang Fatzi never expected that Tang Qing would come to him, and now he is most afraid of having anything to do with Tang Qing, because now several bosses in the outer gate are looking for him, and he seems to realize that he has missed his mouth, Wang Fatzi's eyes widened, and he immediately covered his mouth, but it was still too late, and several disciples who were practicing stopped when they heard the word Tang Qing.

"Fat Wang, what did you just call him? Tang Qing?"

"Senior Brother Zhang, you heard him wrong, I don't know him!" Wang Fatzi hurriedly shook his head and denied it, if he was known by several bosses of the outer gate and Tang Qing himself, and did not report it, wouldn't he be ......

"Did you think I was deaf?"

This disciple called Zhang Ting snorted coldly, turned to look at Tang Qing, and several other disciples were the same, the outer disciples had been looking for Tang Qing for a whole day, without any whereabouts, but they didn't expect to meet here.

"You are Tang Qing who was almost appointed as a personal disciple by the master of Shangguan Sect?" Zhang Ting said in an unkind tone.

"I just, what's wrong?" Zhang Ting's tone couldn't help but make Tang Qingjian's eyebrows rise slightly, he seemed to have been honest all the time when he came to Qingyumen, and he didn't mess with anyone, why did this rabbit cub have such a tone.

"I originally thought that the personal disciple who was handpicked by the master of Shangguan Sect would have three heads and six arms, but it turned out to be nothing more than that!"

This guy in front of him looks ordinary, thin and weak, white and clean, similar to a weak scholar, I heard that his qualifications are not as good as even ordinary disciples? Zhang Ting really can't figure out how such a person can be favored by the master of Shangguan.

Hearing Zhang Ting say this, Tang Qing realized that it was his own disciple who caused the trouble, he smiled faintly, ignored it, walked over directly, put his arm on Wang Kuan's shoulder, and said, "Fatty, can I ask you something." ”

"This ...... You recognize the wrong person, I don't know you!" Wang Fatzi shouted loudly, and quickly whispered, "You go quickly! If you let them know that I know you, I will die a miserable death!"

"Is it that serious?"

Seeing Wang Fatzi's expression of wanting to cry without tears, Tang Qing was really a little speechless, Shangguan Qixue's girl said what to get me a personal disciple, but it didn't work out, but became the public enemy of the outer disciples, and now even the only Wang Fatzi he knows doesn't dare to have anything to do with him, where to get wine and meat.

Since this was already the case, he didn't want to bother the fat man, so he patted the fat man on the shoulder and prepared to leave, but as soon as he turned around, Zhang Ting immediately stopped him.

"We, Li Shao, have been looking for you for a day, are you just leaving?"

Zhang Ting smiled, crossed his arms, and looked at Tang Qing proudly.

"Looking for me?" Tang Qing narrowed his eyes and frowned deeply, "What are you looking for me?"

"Oh, I don't want to do anything, it's just that we Li Shao really want to get to know you, so, please?"

"Li Shao, I don't know, and I'm not interested!" Tang Qing shook his head and left directly.

"Stop, am I letting you go?"

Zhang Ting shouted violently, but Tang Qing didn't even look back and continued to leave.

"Hmph!" Zhang Ting glanced at the other disciples, and the four of them stopped Tang Qing again in a few strides!

Almost everyone who knows Tang Qing knows that this guy definitely has a temper and will not get angry easily, but now he just wants to find some wine to drink, but he was stopped by these eight lambs in front of him, which made him a little unhappy.

"I think you also understand people, don't toast, don't eat and drink!"

Zhang Ting and the others opened their posture, as if if Tang Qing refused to go back with them, they would come hard.

"Heh!" Tang Qing sneered, squinted across the four of them, and smiled casually, "Young people don't be so angry, I want to drink, whether it's a toast or a punishment, how are you going to give me a penalty drink?"

"What kind of thing are you! A guy whose qualifications are not even as good as ordinary dares to show off his power in front of me Zhang Ting, I think you are looking for death!"

"Little rabbit cub! When I was fighting, your ancestor's father was still playing with pee, and he was doing it with Lao Tzu!"

Tang Qing's originally smiling face instantly turned into cold anger, his eyebrows were full of rebelliousness, he raised his hand and slapped it directly, with a crisp sound, that Zhang Ting didn't know what was going on, only felt a tingling sensation on his right cheek, and then fell to the ground.

No one thought that the result of the matter would be like this, although this Zhang Ting's cultivation is not high, it is only the cultivation of the third layer of the foundation, although this kind of cultivation is medium in the outer door, but the third layer of the foundation, the skin membrane is already hard and tough, and its own strength can reach as much as three hundred catties, if the other party is not a person in the cultivation, he can't bear this kind of strength at all, and this guy called Tang Qing looks thin and weak, and he has no half of his cultivation, just an ordinary slap, there is no move at all, and he actually fell Zhang Ting to the ground, and the entire right cheek is even more swollen, and the five finger prints are clearly visible。

This...... How can it be!

Zhang Ting can exert the strength of three hundred catties, and at the same time, after he tempers the skin membrane, his body can also withstand the strength of three hundred catties, how can he be swollen by an ordinary person who is slapped in the face?

The other three disciples were stunned on the spot, looking at Zhang Ting who fell to the ground in shock, at a loss, while Wang Fatzi, who was standing in the distance, stared at his eyes and grinned, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

Tang Qing now has the body of the Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortals, unless it is an immortal from the Nine Heavens, no one can shake it, although his cultivation is now completely lost, and his physical body is also very weak, but after all, it is the body of the Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortals, after the baptism of the Nine Tribulations, the strength of the physical body is absolutely unimaginable to ordinary people, if he slaps it with all his strength, even a hundred Zhang Ting will have to become sloppy!;