The east is bright, the sun is rising, and the morning glow is full of sky.

On the northern outskirts of Xing'an City, overlooking from the sky, there are many independent huts densely packed on a huge circular ground, like sesame seeds on a flatbread.

Yikes!

With a soft sound, a door was opened, and a man in Tsing Yi walked out, who was the third junior brother who had been separated from Liu Feng for five years, Shang Chengren.

Five years have passed, and Shang Chengren has also changed from a big boy to a burly young man. In terms of cultivation, there has also been a lot of improvement, and he has reached the Great Perfection of first-class masters, and he can break through to the top masters at any time.

However, judging from Shang Chengren's face full of vicissitudes that does not match his age, he must have had an easy time in the past five years. It's a blessing that I'm still alive and well.

Shang Chengren raised his arms high, stretched his long lazy waist, exhaled the turbid air in his abdomen, and exhaled into the fresh morning air. Then, he leaned slightly sideways and looked at another adjacent hut.

Yikes!

There was another soft sound, and the door of the hut slowly opened, and a shadow fell into Shang Chengren's eyes. This girl is Jiang Feifei, the eighth junior sister of the Wumeng faction, who came to this Xing'an City with Shang Chengren to practice, and unconsciously five years have passed.

Because of Shang Chengren's care, Jiang Feifei did not mean anything in the dust except that she was more mature and beautiful. Her talent is not weak, and her cultivation has also reached the realm of first-class master Great Perfection.

"Third Senior Brother," Jiang Feifei smiled sweetly, stepped out, came to Shang Chengren's side, naturally held Shang Chengren's arm, and said softly: "Did you wait for a long time again?"

Shang Chengren gently brushed Jiang Feifei's shawl hair, and said with a smile: "No, I just came out too." Eighth Senior Sister, after we go back, we will pack up and go to the Tianzi Pavilion headquarters to participate in the Registered Disciple Promotion Competition. ”

Jiang Feifei nodded heavily: "Well, you can also see the senior brother, the second senior brother and the little junior sister, I miss them so much." ”

"Yes!" Shang Chengren looked up into the distance: "It's been five years, and I don't know if they are doing well, senior brother." I heard that the headquarters of Tianzi Pavilion is darker than Xing'an City. ”

"It's going to be fine. Jiang Feifei said with a firm face: "With the senior brother here, everything can be solved." Let's go, let's go pack up and go to the headquarters of Tianzi Pavilion. ”

Shang Chengren didn't speak again, took Jiang Feifei's jade hand, and walked out together. But just as they had taken a few steps, they were stopped by a young man. Behind the young man, there were more than a dozen big men, full of momentum.

The young man looked to be twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in brocade clothes, and must have been the son of a large family. However, this person's martial arts talent is definitely not high, and his cultivation is only a first-class master.

Shang Chengren used a slight force in his hand and pulled Jiang Feifei behind him. Looking at the young man in front of him with eye level, he said without humility or arrogance: "Who is Your Excellency, why do you want to stop me from going?"

The young man did not answer, and opened the folding fan in his hand with a snap, his face full of arrogance. And a strong man behind him stepped forward, looked at Shang Chengren with disdain, and snorted coldly: "Boy, do you know whose territory this 'Xing'anping' is?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. Shang Chengren said: "But no matter who it is, we have paid the full amount of silver taels according to the regulations, and we did not enter the cultivation without permission. ”

The strong man laughed and said, "I knew that your kid would say this, so as to prevaricate the mistakes he made." ”

Making a mistake? Shang Chengren was at a loss, not knowing what the mistake was. After coming to Xing'an City, he and his eighth sister Jiang Feifei have always been low-key people and have never provoked anyone.

In the first two years, they were still competing with dog-eyed guys because of their youth and vigor, but after suffering a lot, they learned to endure. Finally, I heard that the aura of this place in Xing'anping is sufficient, so I came here to practice.

In the past three years, Shang Chengren has paid the rent in full, never less than half a penny, and has always been very responsible. Even if there was no cash, they would exchange the elixir for rent.

Now, how can you say that you have made a mistake? It is simply impossible.

Shang Chengren looked at the strong man and wondered: "We haven't violated any rules, what's wrong?"

"Boy, how long do you want to pretend?" The strong man snorted and waved his big hand: "Uncle Ben is too lazy to talk to you with this mud leg, listen up, you destroyed the cultivation dojo last night, and you can't provide any more aura, isn't it a fault?"

"I didn't!" Shang Chengren absolutely denied that he had been cultivating all night, how could he destroy it? This was definitely a bloody mouth, making something out of nothing, and he would never admit it.

Seeing Shang Chengren like this, the brocade-clothed young man snapped and closed the folding fan, and sneered: "This son will never wronged good people, but he will not let go of bad people." That dojo was used by you alone last night, so let's go together and see if it's damaged. ”

"Let's go!" Before Shang Chengren could speak, the strong man reached over, grabbed Shang Chengren's arm and dragged him forward, pulling towards the hut.

Shang Chengren shook it vigorously and broke free from the strong man: "I will go by myself!"

Jiang Feifei followed closely behind Shang Chengren and wanted to take a look. She didn't believe that the third senior brother would do anything to destroy the dojo. There must be a reason for this.

In the past five years, the two of them have gotten along day and night and have a good impression of each other. And two years ago, they lived together and formed a cultivation partner. Jiang Feifei knew Shang Chengren very well, and didn't believe that her Xiang Guild would be so ignorant.

However, when the door was pushed open, Shang Chengren and Jiang Feifei were dumbfounded. The dojo that was originally full of spiritual energy was already withering at this time. In the center of the dojo, a crack was punctured, and there was no effect of gathering aura.

And that crack was made of a long sword at a glance, so it was very likely that it was destroyed by Shang Chengren.

"Boy, the evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say?" the strong man grinned.

"Impossible!" Shang Chengren shouted: "When I first came out, I was obviously fine, this is definitely framed by someone! You ......" Shang Chengren looked at these smiling people, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

But he did not understand why he had to blame himself for having never offended them, and what was his purpose? Even the elixir, after paying the rent last night, was all used up, how could there be anything valuable?

Where would Shang Chengren know, just because he has used the elixir as rent most of the past three years, it will make people blush, and today's scene happened.

You must know that Shang Chengren's elixir was given by Liu Feng when he was given, and it was all a top-grade elixir, and the fineness was more than eighty-five, which was definitely a rare thing. Even in Hung Yen City, it will make almost everyone blush.

At the beginning, Liu Feng explained that he couldn't take out more than two elixirs at a time, so as not to attract jealousy. Although Shang Chengren only takes one every time, it can last for three years, how can it not be desirable?

On the way here last night, the conversation between Shang Chengren and Jiang Feifei happened to be overheard by the young man in brocade, knowing that they were leaving today, how could they let go of this piece of fat?

The young man in brocade opened the folding fan again and said with a smile: "My son is soft-hearted and will not bully the weak." In this way, you can pay for the repair cost of the dojo, and this son will never be embarrassed. ”

"I didn't make it!" Shang Chengren shouted: "It's not what I did, why should I pay for it?"

"It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking. The young man in brocade sneered and waved his fan: "Chop off one of his hands!"