The audience was shocked, the surroundings were silent, the wind stopped, the clouds hid, and even the sound of breathing was lowered.

Look at this strange scene.

Li Bai's brows also furrowed, he was shouting and shouting to kill just now, why did he suddenly make such an earth-shattering turnaround. Standing there, neither advancing nor retreating, and just as he was hesitating, Zhuo Ling'er behind gently pushed his arm and pointed to the ground.

Li Bai looked at the slender fingers that were as white as the green onions, and the sleeve of the man lying on the ground was embroidered with an ancient word "wind", which was the unique outer door symbol of Fengqingmen.

It turned out that this was a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and they were all a family.

Li Bai suddenly had a bottom in his heart, and when he saw Zhuo Ling'er's appearance that he was only looking at himself, he spoke.

"You are from Fengqingmen, since you are a family, let's get up and talk quickly" Although the words were polite, they didn't reach out to help.

Although Li Bai is quite humble and friendly to his fellow disciples and brothers on weekdays, even if he has no prejudice against these outsiders who manage the secular industry, he does not have to surrender his identity and deliberately shows an approachable appearance. After the Han Dynasty fell for thousands of years, the etiquette system formed had its own self-consistency, and it was suddenly broken, and it was not necessarily beneficial to others, oneself and the sect.

"The villain didn't dare to get up, and asked the young master to punish him" The attitude of the person who came was more respectful, and his body was lower.

Whether it was Wang Mazi, who had been kneeling, or the helpers brought by the middle-aged man later, at this time, he knelt on the ground in a crush, and he couldn't wait for the whole person to crawl on the ground and throw himself directly to the ground.

Zhuo Ling'er looked calm, and seemed to have been accustomed to this scene for a long time, but the people who came had always been Li Bai as the mainstay, and it was not easy for her to speak first as a junior sister, so she had the intention to remind her two sentences, and it was not easy to speak in front of everyone's eyes.

Li Bai has been trapped in Luoxia Peak for nearly ten years to do penance, so he naturally lacks some experience in dealing with things, but he has been a human being in two lives, and his vision of understanding things and reason is still there, and he calmed down after only a moment.

I am not in a hurry to get them up now, as a cultivator of Fengqingmen, I naturally have the obligation to maintain the prestige and image that the sect and the cultivators should have.

"Let's find out their identities inside the door first," Li Bai thought secretly.

"Which peak disciple were you, how could you recognize me?" Li Bai asked unhurriedly, revealing a little majesty in his somewhat magnetic voice, which just matched his identity as a young master.

"Great young master, the disciple used to practice in Luoxia Peak, but unfortunately he was stupid by nature and failed to go further on the path of cultivation. The posture of the chief of the guard, who was lying on the ground, remained unchanged, and he replied respectfully.

"It turned out to be Uncle Cheng's person, no wonder he was so respectful to himself, this captain of the guard can be regarded as his descendant of Luoxia Peak, but he is different from others" Li Bai thought, then took a step forward and stretched out his hand to help the other party.

This time, the veteran captain of the guard was no longer hypocritical, and stood up, but still respectfully lowered his hands to the side.

"You all get up," Li Bai said casually, his voice was not loud, but it also spread throughout the audience.

But none of the kneeling people dared to move, Li Bai was slightly surprised, and at this time, the captain of the guard next to him coughed lightly, and the kneeling group of people only then moved, except for Wang Mazi, who stood up one after another.

An invisible light flashed in Li Bai's eyes, pretending not to see all this. Turning his head to face the other person, he asked in a relaxed tone.

"I've been in the mountains for a long time, how do you recognize me?"

"Young Master Bai, the villain's name is Han Chuan, you don't know, Steward Cheng passes on the portrait of Young Master every year to everyone, so that everyone can remember it, but this time your appearance is ,--" The captain of the guard, as he spoke, actually swallowed and vomited, glanced at Li Bai quickly with his eyes, and stopped talking.

"Captain Han, if you have anything to say, I will never blame anything" Li Bai understood what the other party meant, and opened his mouth to promise, but his hands unconsciously hugged his chest.

The captain of the guard, named Han Chuan, glanced at Li Bai in front of him, hated it, and said in one breath.

"For a while, the young master has not gone down the mountain for a long time, and after a long time, the people will inevitably have a slack heart, and secondly, the young master's appearance and demeanor today are similar to the portrait handed down by the housekeeper years ago, and it is strange and strange" Han Chuan, who finished speaking, looked at Li Bai, whose expression was constantly changing, and suddenly knelt down and said.

"Congratulations to the young master, your cultivation has gone further"

"Congratulations, young master, your cultivation has gone further" Everyone knelt down in unison and congratulated loudly.

The voices of dozens of people cheering in unison echoed back and forth in the tired alley, and the echoes gradually spread into the distance, and even some people at the head of the alley began to probe their brains, wondering what was going on here, and when they saw so many people, no one dared to break in.

Li Bai's face turned red, and he hurriedly pulled Han Chuan to stand up, thinking in his heart, could it be that he broke through to the fourth layer of condensation, and even his spiritual outlook has undergone a transformation?

This time, everyone didn't wait for Li Bai to speak, and stood up with their captain.

In fact, this Han Chuan is so respectful to Li Bai today, on the one hand, it is naturally because he is from Luoxia Peak, and he is the housekeeper of Luoxia Peak. The housekeeper's care for Li Bai is obvious to all, just take the portrait of the young master that is handed down on time every year, it is not only a love for Li Bai, but also a wake-up call to everyone.

On the other hand, after discovering that his people had a conflict with Li Bai, the first thing he thought of was how to save himself, no matter what the cause was, if this matter was known by the steward, it would be small to lose the errand, and I am afraid that it would be difficult to protect his life.

What can really protect such interests is, in the final analysis, the strength of the sect composed of those cultivators on the mountain.

So this time, the only way for me to survive is to stop the words, let the young master open his mouth, and solve the matter in time, so that even if he becomes a housekeeper and blames him afterwards, he will suffer some flesh and skin at most.

"Young Master, this Wang Mazi acted recklessly and offended the young master, so I will go and kill him as a punishment" Han Chuan changed his submissive appearance just now, and said with a fierce gaze.

Wang Mazi, who had been kneeling, trembled when he heard this, and there was an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

I really escaped the first year of junior high school, I couldn't escape the fifteenth, and I still couldn't get rid of the fate of this scapegoat, but unfortunately the situation was stronger than others, and if I wanted to resist, I didn't have the strength, so it was better to go happily and suffer less.

Han Chuan saw that Li Bai didn't say anything, thinking that the other party had acquiesced to his proposal, and he felt a little unbearable, he knew this Wang Mazi, and among his subordinates, he was also a very capable person. It's a pity that his life is not good, but he hit this muzzle, and he had to lose his car to protect his handsome.

Han Chuan took one last look at Wang Mazi, pinched the trick with one hand, and suddenly a purple light rose from his waist, and a purple sledgehammer showed his figure from the purple light, hovering above everyone's heads, and immediately smashed towards Wang Mazi who was kneeling on the side with the sound of whirring wind.

This Han Chuan turned out to be a monk in the foundation building period, and he manipulated the magic weapon, I don't know how many times faster than the thin and tall man just now.

"Slow", just at this moment, an abrupt voice sounded.