Li Xiuping shook his head and said, "No, it's a few disciples of Jingdemen." ”

The old man couldn't help frowning, then waved his hand again and again, and said, "No, no, I haven't even heard of it." ”

Li Xiuping said: "You've heard it before, and people don't bully me." ”

The old shopkeeper sat back on the recliner and raised his eyes to look at Li Xiuping. He watched this kid grow up, how did he not know what was in his heart, and asked again, "Are you really sure?" ”

Li Xiuping nodded.

The old man closed his eyes and asked after a while, "To what extent?" ”

Li Xiuping was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "It depends on Grandpa Liu's mood, but it's better to move bigger." ”

The old man didn't speak again, but waved his hand at Li Xiuping, signaling that Li Xiuping could go.

After Li Xiuping left, a young man in a green shirt walked out of the restaurant, looking at the direction of Li Xiuping's departure.

"You go and make the movement bigger, but don't destroy people." The old shopkeeper still had his eyes closed, and his voice was very low, like a dream whisper.

The young man frowned and said, "A small sect that doesn't enter the stream, as for it?" ”

The old shopkeeper's eyes suddenly opened, glared at the young man and said, "Don't you steal the fun after picking up the cheap?" ”

The young man said, "Sir is not a person who takes advantage. ”

The old shopkeeper said quietly: "Anyway, I'm going to leave Qingyang County, and it's time to end this fate." Do you really think that a few little dolls in the Qi refining period can really bully that kid? This kid was afraid that the old man would not want to, so he thought about using this favor before leaving. ”

The young man nodded, and then asked, "The student doesn't understand, he obviously has a better choice, why did he choose the Huayang Sect?" ”

The old man asked rhetorically, "What is a better choice?" The right one is the best. This kid is a chicken thief. ”

The young man nodded, "I see." ”

He then asked, "Is the gentleman going back?" ”

The old shopkeeper nodded, shook his head again, but did not speak.

The young man didn't quite understand what it meant, and it was difficult for him to continue to ask.

The old shopkeeper closed his eyes again, and said quietly: "It's time to go back, but you can't go back yet, didn't they make a Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, you can go and see it then." ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

The old shopkeeper continued: "Wait until you are done...... What is it called? ”

The young man said, "Jingdemen." ”

The old shopkeeper nodded and said, "Old man, my memory is not good, it seems that the 'homecoming' is not needed, so you can take it with you in the future." ”

The young man looked at the old shopkeeper in disbelief.

The old man seemed to be asleep.

The young man did not bother, patted his robe with the rag in his hand, and walked down the street to the east.

……

Jingde Gate. Foot.

At this moment, the six Jingdemen disciples returned from Qingyang County, two supporting one, and their steps were difficult.

Seeing their own mountain gate, the six of them stopped, and one of the disciples asked, "Senior brother, what do we say when we go back?" ”

A disciple with a blue nose and swollen face rolled his eyes and said, "You carried the two of us up, and said that we were looking for that Li Xiuping to cast a sword, but he didn't look down on us as disciples of Jingdemen, so he couldn't help but say that he directly injured us." ”

One of them suddenly slapped his beard and said: "It's still a senior brother who is smart, so the head of the family will definitely be furious, and he will personally kill Qingyang County." ”

At this time, a young man wearing a cyan Confucian shirt looked left and right, as if he was lost in the mountains, and after seeing the six people, his face was happy, and he ran forward and asked, "May I ask if this is Jingdemen?" ”

The six of them were stunned, looking up and down at this guy dressed as a scholar.

After looking at it for a long time and not seeing any clues, the six of them made eye contact, and then one of them nodded and said, "That's right, we are disciples of Jingdemen, what's the matter with you?" ”

The young scholar hurriedly said: "I heard that the Jingde Sect is a god, and now the demon is serious, so I have come to ask for one or two magic weapons to accompany me." ”

The six of them all frowned, and then the senior brother who was beaten by Xu Bansheng and had a blue nose and swollen face said: "We naturally have the magic weapon of Jingdemen, but whether you can get it depends on fate." In this way, you follow us up the mountain first, and as for whether the real person in charge is willing to give you a magic weapon, I dare not guarantee it. ”

The Tsing Yi readers thanked again and again.

The rest of the disciples were a little incomprehensible about this senior brother's decision, what they had to do now was not to return to the sect to complain, and then let the sect avenge them?

And that Jingde Sect disciple did this, in fact, he just left a hand, after all, the person surnamed Xu claimed to be a disciple of Huayang Sect. If it is true, there is definitely no hope for revenge, and maybe they will be punished.

If they bring back a person who prays for a magic weapon, then no matter how much money this guy can come up with, the elders of the sect will at least not punish them in front of outsiders, and when this person leaves the Jingde Gate, the anger of the elders of the sect will be almost gone, and even if they want to be punished, it will not be too heavy.

As soon as he thought of this, this Jingde Sect disciple couldn't help but secretly admire, and couldn't help but smile, but it only affected the injury, but instead of smiling, he bared his teeth in pain, and couldn't help but think of the fat guy with a smile on his face.

……

With the step-by-step mountaineering, he soon entered the Jingdemen Mountain Gate, and then there were Jingdemen disciples who went to report, and then the two old men of the fairy wind and bones came out directly, and just about to ask questions, they saw the young scholars brought back by the six people, and they couldn't help but fall into thought.

As soon as the long-standing Jingdemen disciple saw the elders of the sect, he immediately snorted and cried, adding fuel to his tragic experience. But Huayang Sect or something, not a word.

The two old men of Jingdemen were immediately furious and shouted: "It's too much to deceive people! ”

Another old man frowned and said, "Then Li Xiuping doesn't have a spiritual root?" How is it possible to seriously injure you so much with just one move? ”

At this time, the green-shirted scholar walked out and said, "The truth about this matter is not actually the case, but ......."

Before he finished speaking, the old man who was angry before interrupted coldly, "Who are you?" ”

The Tsing shirt scholar could only say: "In Xia Qi Wenxing, I have seen two seniors. ”

The two had apparently not heard of the name, so they asked, "What did you mean by that?" ”

The Tsing Yi scholar said: "What they said is not the truth, the fact is that they forced Li Xiuping to cast a sword, and Li Xiuping did not agree......"

Still before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man and said, "You mean that the disciples in my sect are deceiving me and others?" ”

Then interrupted twice, the green-shirted reader couldn't help frowning. When he came, he actually had a headache and didn't know how to do it, but now he doesn't seem to have such a headache.

Qi Wenxing sighed: "Whether there is deception or not, it doesn't matter. ”

The two old men couldn't help frowning.

Qi Wenxing continued: "My husband owes Mr. Ou Ye a favor, your Jingdemen disciple bullied Li Xiuping's kid in Qingyang County today, he came to ask my husband to give him an explanation, my husband thinks your Jingdemen is too weak, so let me run this disciple." ”

He said helplessly: "The master moves his mouth, the apprentice breaks his leg, and the younger generation can't help it." ”

The two old men frowned, and the six disciples also looked at this young scholar who called himself Qi Wenxing with a stunned expression. Didn't you come to ask for a magic weapon? How did he come to help Li Xiuping ask for an explanation?

The faces of several people instantly became extremely ugly, in this way, what is it? If this guy doesn't have any skills, it's fine, but if this guy is a master and makes Jingdemen suffer losses, then they must not be cramped and skinned afterwards?

"Who is your gentleman?" The other old man asked, squinting.

Qi Wenxing shook his head and said: "You don't deserve to know the name of my husband, but the two seniors can rest assured, I will leave one of the three mountains in Jingdemen." ”

"What a big breath!"

At this time, another person walked out, came to the front in one step, and said in a deep voice, "I want to see this seat, how do you demolish the two mountains of my Jingde Gate?" ”

Qi Wenxing looked at this person and smiled: "It's actually very simple. ”

With that, he lifted his foot and stepped on it, and the ground shook violently in an instant, and then a crack appeared from under his feet, spreading forward at an extremely fast speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, countless temples in front of him collapsed in an instant, and all kinds of wails and screams were endless.

The six Jingdemen disciples had already fallen to the ground, and the three Jingdemen old immortals finally managed to stabilize their figures.

At this moment, how dare the three of them be disrespectful, they knelt directly on the ground and begged: "Please also ask the immortal to raise your noble hand and spare me Jingdemen this time." ”

This young man can use such magical powers with a single gesture, and he can destroy an entire mountain in one fell swoop, where can they contend with.

For the pleas of the three people, the young man named Qi Wenxing was unmoved, and said leisurely: "I said that only two will be demolished, then there will be no more demolition, and no less demolition." ”

At this time, countless Jingde Sect disciples continued to move closer to this side, and many even directly volleyed their swords.

After these people approached, they didn't make a move, but looked at the three Jingdemen elders kneeling on the ground with a stunned expression, and couldn't understand what was going on for a while.

Qi Wenxing obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with these people, his right hand shook, and the rag used to wipe the table appeared in his hand, but the originally soft rag was now straightened by some invisible force, like a wide blade.

Qi Wenxing raised his foot again, and the entire mountain collapsed instantly, but his body stood in place out of thin air.

"Kill!" A black-robed old man shouted, and countless Jingdemen powerhouses rushed towards Qi Wenxing.

Qi Wenxing raised his right hand and waved the rag in his hand forward, and countless Jingdemen disciples fell down like raindrops.

It turns out that rags can be used to kill people in addition to wiping tables.

Qi Wenxing took a step out of thin air, and an aperture exploded between heaven and earth, and another mountain was affected by this aperture, and half of it was cut off on the spot! And at this moment, Qi Wenxing's body has fallen on the remaining half of the mountain.

His body seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds, and when his body fell behind the mountain, the remaining half of the mountain exploded directly and turned into dust.

As the dust dissipated, only one scholar stood out of thin air, his shirt fluttering, elegant and extraordinary.

The rest of the Jingdemen powerhouses turned pale, looking at the young man dressed as a scholar, they couldn't believe that such a well-mannered scholar who seemed to be powerless could be so terrifying.

Qi Wenxing put the rag on his shoulder, and said to those Jingdemen monks: "I have already given the statement that the kid wants, if you also want to find me with any explanation, just make a move." ”

Who would dare to strike?

All the Jingdemen monks froze in place, not even daring to reply.

Many people can't figure out until now, how could Jingdemen provoke such a terrible guy, with mixed emotions on his face, doubts, and bitterness, and finally became embarrassed.

Because that guy just stood there, he didn't continue to shoot, and he didn't mean to leave, which made all the monks of Jingdemen stand still and didn't dare to make any extra moves.

Fortunately, it didn't last long like this, and the scholar said, "Since no one has made a move, then I will take my leave." ”

The scholar said to go, and his body just rose to the sky, swaying upward, but in an instant, he disappeared into the sea of clouds.

For a long, long time.

The head of the Jingde Sect looked at the only lonely mountain left, and became angry, and shouted, "What the hell is going on? ”

Everyone looked at each other.

At this time, an old man crawled out of the ruins, his face dazed, and everywhere he looked, there were desolate ruins.

Hearing the inquiry, the old man got up and saluted: "A few disciples in the sect somehow provoked Mr. Ouye's disciple Li Xiuping, and this person is here to give Li Xiuping a head. ”

The head of the Jingde Sect stared at the elder angrily and said loudly, "Who is it?" ”

The elder glanced left and right, except for the ruins or ruins, he couldn't see the figures of those disciples at all, and said bitterly: "I'm afraid it's already ......."

The head of Jingdemen had nowhere to vent his anger, and slammed his palm into the only remaining mountain, but it was a pity that he did not have the powerful means of the scholar, otherwise this Jingdemen, I am afraid that there would not even be the last mountain left.

……

When Li Xiuping returned to the blacksmith shop, it was already dusk.

Xu Bansheng was bored and lazy, moved a stool and sat by the stream, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, probably fishing.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xu Bansheng turned his head, then stared at the roast chicken in Li Xiuping's hand, and grinned: "You can have a big meal tonight." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and patted the tub at his feet.

Li Xiuping walked over and looked down to see that the wooden basin was full of fish, large and small, at least one or twenty.

Li Xiuping frowned and said, "How did you do it?" ”

Xu Bansheng was stunned for a moment and asked, "You said fishing?" ”

Li Xiuping nodded. He was indeed a little depressed, the fishing rod was naturally his, he usually liked to sit by the stream and fish, but he had never had such a rich catch, and sometimes he couldn't catch two for a whole day.

Xu Bansheng smiled and said, "Want to learn? I'll teach you, but ......."

Li Xiuping interrupted: "I'm not interested. ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked directly to the blacksmith shop, leaving Xu Bansheng with a blank face.