He deliberately released a trace of anger before, attracting this person who was observing the main words of the breeze, who knew that there were as many as eight of these visitors.

Seeing that he reported his surname, the white-eyed and silver-bearded old Taoist hadn't said anything, but a person took a big step and shouted at him sharply: "Who is my Dao, but you don't know the height of the sky, you killed my Qingfeng Guan disciples, this Dao is also known today, if not, how can I still call you to find, this Dao has already gone down the mountain to ask for you!"

With the high moon in the sky, Jiang Fan looked at the man, but saw that he looked like a middle-aged man, shaped like a tiger's back, and his waist was like a bear, and he was really a strong man.

It's just that he is angry now, angry like a flood, and he thinks he is irritable, and he is by no means easy to get along with. Seeing this, Jiang Fan smiled, then arched his hand towards him, and said softly: "Dao Chang is angry, and I know that two days ago, I clashed with the disciples of Guiguan, but it was my fault, so I came to apologize." It's just that the fault of that day is definitely not exclusive to me, if it weren't for your disciple's bad words, how could he be angry and ruthless?"

I didn't know that when I said this, it was even more irritating to the strong man, only to see that he was dressed in a green robe and had no wind to puff himself, glaring at Jiang Fan angrily, and said in a rough voice: "You still dare to quibble, no matter what, since you have found it today, this way will let you see what kind of price I will pay if I am a disciple of Qingfeng Guan!"

After finishing speaking, when he was about to step forward to capture Jiang Fan, he was stopped by the white-eyed old man who suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, only to see the long eyes looking at him, although the voice was soft, but there was no doubt: "Senior brother can't, this time is the key, how can you allow you to make extraneous branches?"

Hearing this, although the strong man was unwilling, he didn't dare to refute the words of the white-eyed old man, so he put his palm in front of him, didn't say a word, and bowed his head and retreated.

Seeing him retreat, the white-eyed Taoist frowned slightly, and immediately walked out, looking at Jiang Fan again and taking a closer look a few times, he felt in his heart that this young man was very strange.

Just look at his body, there is no breath revealed, but at that moment, the eight of them clearly detected a very strong "internal force" divergence, which attracted them to see, who knew that this person now has no martial arts appearance, which is really incomprehensible!

But there is no other person here, not to mention, this Qingping Mountain is a dangerous place, if there is no martial arts, it will give him great luck, but it is impossible to climb it.

After thinking about it, the old Taoist eyes were surprised, and then he looked at Jiang Fan and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou came from afar, for distinguished guests, if you don't give up, you can enter the temple for a while, and the poor road is ready to prepare tea, and it is good to pay tribute to the friendship of the host!"

Jiang Fan didn't think that this old Taoist priest looked gloomy at first, but now he has a charitable face, although he doesn't know what he thinks in his heart, but it is not easy to say anything. He originally came with the intention of settling his grudges, and now that he has been invited, he naturally agrees.

So after nodding, he smiled at the Taoist chief and said, "In this case, then please ask the Taoist to lead the way!"

"Humph!"

I only heard the strong man wave his robe with his ruthless hand, and snorted coldly in his mouth, then he turned around and walked towards the magnificent hall in the distance!

After that, the six people followed, and the white-eyed old man also gestured, and after saying "please" to Jiang Fan, he also took the lead.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan looked around at the surrounding pavilions, only to see that most of them had already turned off the lights and fallen asleep, thinking that the disciples in this Qingfeng Temple were all asleep, and this time the entire Qingping Mountain, and the majestic hall was still waiting to be blown out and extinguished.

Just waiting to come to the front of the hall, Jiang Fan looked at the hall and felt that it was majestic and magnificent, especially the one. This hall stands in the center of the whole Qingfeng view, obviously the main hall is undoubted, Jiang Fan by the moonlight shimmer, looking at the high pavilion in front of the hall, the text falls a plaque, on the book: is a hall three words.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan admired this heroic spirit in his heart, and said secretly: Sure enough, this Qingfeng Guan can be the master of the martial arts in the rivers and lakes, but it is not in vain!

Immediately nine people entered the hall, and when they looked, there were still three or two gray-clothed boys standing in the hall, and when they arrived, they hurriedly got up to greet them.

The old Taoist waved his hand with the boy, and then motioned for them to set up a bottle to make tea, only to wait for the tea to be made, and the white-eyed old Taoist took a bottle, handed it to Jiang Fan and said with a smile: "Please judge the little friend!"

Seeing that he smiled kindly, not like the irascible Taoist priest, Jiang Fan hurriedly took it, and only said "You're welcome", and then pecked it since he was a child. At the moment, he was full of praise and said: "It's really good tea, thank you for your kindness!"

Seeing him smiling, the strong man recognized it as very hateful, but the senior brother had something to say first, so he was angry and couldn't hold back.

"I don't know what school the little brother is from, and why he came late at night?"

When the atmosphere eased, among the eight Taoist priests, the Taoist with a more elegant expression suddenly asked with a smile.

He asked this question, but he said it as if he was careless, but Jiang Fan had expected it, so there was no accident, and he hid his identity at the moment, so he explained the cause and effect, and the strong man in the middle snorted coldly, obviously not believing what he said, but Jiang Fan didn't care, and then smiled: "What happened, if you don't believe it, you can call the chief of the day, and I will fight with him here, and I am not afraid of his nonsense!"

After saying this, Jiang Fan went to observe the faces of the eight of them, and saw that six of the eight people did not change their faces, and they were still plain, and among the remaining two, there was the strong man, still as always, angry and resentful, and his eyes were fierce.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan also wondered, why those six people looked so good, it stands to reason that they heard that the disciple was killed, they should have taken revenge in order to prove the fame and prestige of the Taoist Temple, but among these eight people, six of them were still expressionless after hearing this, this is strange, could it be that the disciple was originally hated by these people, so although he died, he did not leave a wave in the hearts of these Qingfeng Guan real people?

Thinking about it, Jiang Fan didn't know what others thought. At this moment, the white-eyed Taoist was still smiling like a spring breeze, and only listened to him: "I see, this matter is said, but it is not all to blame Xiaoyou, since the cause of the incident is that my disciple made disrespectful remarks and insulted the heroic parents, he should be killed, Xiaoyou don't have to worry!"

As soon as his words came out, he came to persuade Jiang Fan to look away. I only heard Jiang Fan stunned again, and felt even more strange in my heart, just as I was about to reply, I suddenly felt that the breath on the side exploded, only to hear a "bang" sound, everyone looked over, it turned out that the strong man saw that the white-eyed Taoist was so gentle and obedient, he couldn't bear it, and finally crushed the copper bottle in his hand, and a palm fell on the table suddenly, and he said angrily: "How can my senior brother be like this? When has my Qingfeng Guan been humiliated like this by others? This little evil obstacle is so fast, and you can talk some nonsense, and you will believe it, but what my disciple said, you don't believe it?" What's the point?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present changed, Jiang Fan's eyes became a little cold, and he looked at the strong man, but his subordinates slowly put down the copper bottle.

He made such an action, and since he was seen by the old Taoist priest, he was secretly shocked in his heart for a while, "I want something bad", and he immediately became angry.