When Wan Qingping heard the news, he was immediately overjoyed, slapped the table and said: "Okay, since Zheng Chengfeng knows each other like this, then I will allow him to accompany his family for a few days, and after half a month, I will bring him to my cave mansion!"

Gan Pingcheng gave a respectful salute: "Yes! The student thanked the teacher for my old friend and Zheng Chengfeng!"

Wan Qingping immediately asked some relevant information in detail, and then waved his hand to let Gan Pingcheng retreat, and then Wan Qingping thought about it in the attic, and then went towards his master's cave.

However, when he flew to the small valley at the junction of Shaking Light Peak and Tianshu Peak, his gaze inadvertently swept down, and then he forcibly stopped the retreat, and immediately crossed his hands in front of his chest and looked down in the air.

"Hey, I don't know if I did it right or wrong!" Wan Qingping watched for a while, then frowned and sighed, and then fell to the open space below.

At this time, a young man below was dragging the shirt of a female disciple with delicate eyebrows with one hand, his eyes were shining with lewdness, and he kept saying: "Yuting, you'd better think about it for me, you don't inquire about what my Liu Yu's status is in the Wanfa Gate, hum, it angers me, I just need to go to Deacon Wan and say a little bit or two, you will want to be in the sect in your life!"

"You let go of me, you ...... Ah, Deacon Wan!" The woman struggled to break free from the man's entanglement, and angrily knocked the young man's outstretched hand away, and was about to reprimand, but Wan Qingping, who had fallen from the sky, quickly stopped moving, lowered her head and looked at her toes in shame, but the woman suddenly remembered what the young man said, and her face was bloodless with fright.

The young man also appeared Wan Qingping at this time, and the arrogance of Fang Cai suddenly dissipated, and he was about to open his mouth to say something, but now Wan Qingping hooked his hand towards him, so he hurriedly trotted two steps, and came to Wan Qingping upside down, grinning with a flattering smile: "Uncle Wan, why is your old man here, you have to call the shots for your little nephew, this stinky girl......"

However, before he could finish speaking, he only heard a strong wind blowing in his ears, followed by a "pop!", and a big-eared post was slammed on his fair face in an instant, and five bright red finger prints were clearly visible on his face.

The young man "Oops!", he couldn't stand steadily, and suddenly fell to the ground.

However, this was not the end, and the young man fell to the ground in less than a few breaths when his neckline was grasped tightly by a strong hand, and then a great force came from the placket of his clothes, lifting his body again.

"Smack!" and another big-eared post, which was three points louder than just now, slapped on the other side of his face again, and his ears seemed to be buzzing like a thousand bees, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

This time the young man did not fall to the ground, not because he did not want to fall to the ground, but after a stagger, he was immediately held by the hand that grabbed the neckline, and his body was still spinning in place for a half circle.

In the following half of the tea, a fierce "pop, pop, pop, pop......" sound of slapping meat sounded very rhythmically in this open space.

“... Oops... Uncle Wan... Uncle Wan... Don't dare... Uncle..."The young ghost cried wolf, but he didn't dare to resist at all, just huddled on the ground with his head tightly in his arms, hoping that there would be fewer big feet that fell on him.

After a series of kicks, Wan Qingping lifted the young man up again, looked at the face that had been unrecognizable and smeared with rouge like a play, and put down the slap stretched out in the air again.

"Do you know why you hit you?" Wan Qingping let go of the hand that grabbed the young man's collar, and then said in a faint voice, as if it was not him who had just hit someone.

However, hearing this sound without fireworks, the young man seemed to be even more frightened, his legs kept swinging like a sifting chaff, and he opened his mouth with two front teeth and squeaked for a long time before saying: "Uncle, I was wrong, hiss, it hurts, I shouldn't be molesting my fellow door!"

"You look at your cowardly look, you don't have any backbone, huh? I promised your great-grandfather to take good care of you before he died, and you were exempted from the errand in the door, and the pills have been supplied to you a lot in recent years, you look at you, you have only cultivated until now, and your great-grandfather's hard work has simply made the dog trample!" Wan Qingping became more and more angry the more he looked at the young man's appearance, and couldn't help but give him a big mouth again, which made the young man's already swollen face blur in a moment.

"think about it for me, do you want to practice well in the Ten Thousand Methods, or do you want to be a grass woman, you want to be a grass woman, get out of the Ten Thousand Methods, there are ordinary brothels, and next time, you weigh it yourself!" Wan Qingping put down this sentence in a loud voice, and then drove away towards Tianshu Peak without looking at it.

If Brother Liu Ji saw his great-grandson like this, would he regret that he was a slave and a servant in the first place? Thinking about this question in his mind, Wan Qingping came to Zuo Shili's cave mansion.

"Since that's the case, then I'll take action for you as a teacher this time, after all, the mana of the teacher is much higher than yours, maybe I can keep a little more human pill power!" Zuo Shili listened to Wan Qingping's report, and said after a moment of silence.

Wan Qingping was naturally overjoyed, which was also the purpose of his visit to Zuo Shili. It's not that Wan Qingping thinks that refining the Human Pill is very bloody and cruel, and he can't do it. This is not a matter at all for Wan Qingping, Wan Qingping has killed more people, and he is by no means a soft-hearted person. And compared to the Ghost Control Sect that uses the essence of thousands of people to repair the magic weapon, it is nothing to refine a pill that is helpful for cultivation with just one living person, and the vast majority of monks in the cultivation world will not feel that this is a great thing, the cultivation of monks is a matter of going against the sky, it is a matter of their own interests, and it has always been a matter of fighting for every penny, and in the face of heavy interests, they will even fight with their lives, and the immortal cultivation world is so cruel.

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