Chapter 133: The Loser

"Lord Matsujo laughed......"

At this time, the middle-aged female cultivator of Nanhai Pavilion finally suppressed her anger, took a deep breath, and said to Song Shu: "The matter of our monks on the mountain, don't bother the Holy Son of Heaven, I am walking in the rivers and lakes now, and I will act according to the rules of the rivers and lakes. I am the third disciple of the Pavilion Master, Murong Jing. When I entered the city for a long time before, I couldn't visit the city lord's mansion, which was really rude, and I went to the city lord's mansion to ask for guilt after a few days. ”

Murong Jing saw that she couldn't take advantage of it, so she thought about retreating.

Nanhai Pavilion is a major sect in the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, but the Nanhai Pavilion in the coastal land, even if it is a fierce dragon crossing the river and comes to Songlan City in Western Xinjiang, it has to give Songshu, the head snake, a little face. Songshu is not just a monk, he is the lord of a city in the Immortal Dynasty, if he offends this person, Nanhai Pavilion will probably have to move an inch in the next days, and he will be anxious. Maybe the plot at the deer cutting banquet may also be implicated.

Therefore, Murong Jing had to soften her tone, put down her body, and whispered to the city lord of this world, and made compromises.

"Oh...... Nanhai Pavilion doesn't pursue the matter of Qin Shao Sect Master's blasphemy against the Young Pavilion Master?"

Song Shu's voice suddenly raised its tone.

Under Qin Liang's instructions, Song Shu had secretly removed the soundproof formation in the wing room before, and the door was wide open, and most of the Taixuanju could hear Song Shu's words clearly.

"......"

The originally noisy Taixuanju was silent for two seconds at once, and then someone exclaimed.

"What, the young pavilion master of the Nanhai Pavilion has been taken advantage of?"

"Which young pavilion master...... Yes...... It's the ......???."

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by his companions. After all, Nanhai Pavilion is also a behemoth for most of the monks of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, and he can't afford to offend.

"Whose young sect master is so domineering?!

There were also drunken drinkers, who were first taken aback when they heard this, and then applauded loudly, admiring the tone of a certain young sect master, one after another.

Fang Yuanyuan's face had turned purple red at this time, trembling all over, and the whole person was already on the verge of going berserk.

Qin Liang shook his head lightly, signaling Song Shu not to continue to stimulate Fang Yuanyuan, this woman is not good at stubble, it really makes her crazy, it is not good to fight with herself.

Qin Liang was not afraid of Fang Yuanyuan's cultivation, but was worried that if he accidentally beat her to death, the basket would be bigger.

"In that case, let's go......"

Song Shu waved his hand: "If you break something, you don't have to pay for it, just be the lord of the city and do your best as a landlord!"

Songshu was also happy to let these people leave.

Don't look at his loud mouth, but he is afraid in his heart!

He offended Nanhai Pavilion and Black Tiger Mountain tonight!

Nanhai Pavilion ...... 可是极其擅长用毒的门派!若日后南海阁报复,人家有无数种方法将他索命于无形!

And Black Tiger Mountain is even more terrifying!

The mountains are full of martial arts cultivators who drink wine and eat meat in big bowls all day long, and practice hard in the flesh!

Don't look at Huang Chang who seems to be vulnerable, but the current sect master of Black Tiger Mountain broke through the bottleneck of martial arts cultivation decades ago and was promoted to the realm of hidden immortals, and he has been low-key and abnormal for decades, and I don't know if it is the cultivation of several realms of immortals! Black Tiger Mountain has also produced many talents in recent years, and there are more than ten nine-grade martial arts cultivators, if you talk about the overall strength, in the eight major sects, the top three positions, that is not running!

Don't look at the mouth cannon for a while, I'm afraid of the whole family crematorium! If it weren't for the old man by his side, how could Song Shu dare to open the skill of mocking, at most for the sake of Qingshan Sect's face, and a thin mud, as for whether the two sides accept it or not, it's his business, as long as it doesn't involve him!

Can......

Huh!

I hope that the master will hurry up and finish the things here, take him away and fly away, and return to the Demon Clan's holy land, the North Underworld, away from these terrible people and things!

"Thank you, Daoyou...... Thank you, Lord Songcheng!"

Qin Xin was also relieved to see Fang Yuanyuan and his party retreating, he sincerely thanked Qin Liang, glanced at Song Shu with difficulty, and finally held back a word of thanks.

Although his reputation was ruined by Songshu, he was still free from the clutches of the people of Black Tiger Mountain and Nanhai Pavilion, which was also a great luck in misfortune.

Qin Xin had a hunch that if it fell into Fang Yuanyuan's hands tonight, the consequences might be more serious than he imagined. The people of Nanhai Pavilion can be proficient in the methods of soul dementoring and poisoning, who knows what kind of damage will be left on him.

"If there is no Taoist friend to help me tonight, I am afraid that I will be endlessly tortured by that vicious woman, and even the face of the Qingshan Sect will be lost...... With such great kindness, Qin Xin will have a retribution. ”

"You're welcome ......"

Qin Liang sighed.

Listening to Qin Xin's sincere words. His original perception of this younger brother had changed a lot. This guy is young and slender, and he lacks discipline, but he is still a good seedling if he thinks about it more.

Thinking of this, Qin Liang decided that he would have a good talk with his father when he had the opportunity and make a plan to exercise Qin Xin.

What is the strain of his muscles and bones, starvation of his body and skin, and the emptiness of his body, these are all pediatrics, first grinding away the stubborn nature in his body, and then cultivating it well, he can barely bear the family business of Qingshan Sect in the future.

It's just that thinking of this, Qin Liang smiled dumbly. Although his father's cultivation is not unfathomable, his potential is far from reaching the upper limit, there is still room for improvement, it is very likely that Qin Xin will be able to get his father's protection throughout his life, and Qingshan Sect will not be able to worry about Qin Xin at all.

Thinking of this, Qin Liang smiled faintly in his heart, it seemed that he had time to refine some pills for his father to assist in cultivation, so that he could break the bottleneck of the Earth Immortal as soon as possible and become a Heavenly Immortal.

After losing his mind slightly, Qin Liang took out a bottle from the treasure bag and handed it to Qin Xin casually: "There are three Spirit Root Pills in it, they are in good condition, take one pill in three days, after each dose, you will meditate and cultivate, dissolve the medicine spirit, and the secret wound left by Fang Yuanyuan will be resolved." ”

"Thank you, friend ......"

Qin Xin wanted to refuse, but finally took it. As the young master of the Qingshan Sect, there is still no shortage of all kinds of elixirs. What's more, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and the black-robed man who only has a one-sided relationship with him came to his aid and gave him pills, such a kind person, if he is sincere, it is indeed worth touching, but if he is a bad guy with ill intentions, the consequences are unimaginable.

It's just that although Qin Xin is vigilant, he is willing to believe that people's hearts should not be so sinister. I just thought about it in my heart, after I went back, I would ask the elders of the sect to check if there was a problem with this elixir, if there was no problem, this black-robed Taoist friend should make good friends!

"Daoyou is gracious, but Qin Xin is disrespectful. Qin Xin thought for a while, took out a jade talisman he was carrying, and handed it to Qin Liang with both hands: "This is the jade talisman that my father gave me, holding this talisman, I can travel unhindered in the Qingshan Sect, if my life is in danger, crush this talisman, you can block the blow of the earth immortal, and at the same time, you can send a message to the strong people of my sect to come to support." ”

"What a loser......"

Qin Liang held the jade talisman and gave his younger brother such an evaluation in his heart.