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In a remote pavilion, Liu He was lying on the bed, his face pale and his breath was very weak. Several disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect surrounded the bed, their faces full of worry.

"Why hasn't Senior Sister Liu come back yet? If we can't find Senior Uncle Song again, I'm afraid Junior Brother Liu won't survive tonight." A woman in a blue skirt frowned and said with a worried look on her face.

"Humph, if Junior Brother Liu has any misfortune, I will definitely not let the people of Qingyang Sect go." A tall man in a green shirt gritted his teeth and said with anger on his face.

Putting aside the relationship with Liu He, the Ancient Sword Sect is the largest sect in the Tang Dynasty, and the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect are also proud of it. Now that Liu He was defeated by Qin Yang of the Qingyang Sect, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect have lost this pride.

"Who won't let the people of Qingyang Sect go? Are you going to kill the disciples of Qingyang Sect halfway, so that our Ancient Sword Sect and Qingyang Sect will become enemies and attack each other before we stop?" A majestic male voice came from outside.

As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man with a fair face and a dignified bearing walked in. Judging from the aura on his body, he was a Jindan-stage cultivator.

Behind the middle-aged man was Liu Xu.

"Uncle Song." Seeing the middle-aged man, everyone in the room hurriedly saluted, looking extremely respectful.

"The disciple was just angry for a moment and talked nonsense. Please don't blame Uncle Song." The man in green shirt was startled and hurriedly explained.

"Some words can't be said casually. If it gets out, if the younger generation who injured Junior Brother Liu really has an accident, won't the Qingyang Sect blame our Gujian Sect?" The middle-aged man's face sank and scolded.

The man in green shirt was startled and didn't know how to answer.

"Uncle Song, Junior Brother Li is famous for being outspoken. You should save Junior Brother Liu first! I'm afraid Junior Brother Liu won't be able to hold on for long." Liu Xu came out to make peace, looking at Liu He with a worried look.

The middle-aged man's expression eased, and he walked quickly to the bed.

Seeing the pale and weak Liu He, he frowned and said in a deep voice: "You are too heavy! Have you checked the background of the person who injured Liu's nephew?"

"Qin Yang, in the early stage of foundation building, is the body cultivator that Qingyang Sect focuses on cultivating. He practices Xuanqing Gong. His master Shangguan Hong is the only body cultivator in the Jindan stage of Qingyang Sect. This person broke the defense of a low-grade defensive spiritual weapon with two punches." Liu Xu said solemnly.

"It turns out that he is the apprentice of Xuanqingzi Shangguan Hong. No wonder, but he is too heavy." The middle-aged man said with a frown.

He touched the storage bag on his waist, and a palm-sized green mirror appeared in his hand. He held the green mirror and shone it towards Liu He.

I saw a flash of green light, and a green glow flew out from it, covering Liu He's head.

Liu He's pale face slowly showed a hint of ruddy color, and the green glow swept back and forth over Liu He's body.

The middle-aged man put away the green mirror, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a red pill from it, and stuffed it into Liu He's mouth.

After taking the pill, Liu He's face became a little distorted, as if he was suffering from some kind of pain.

Then, the middle-aged man put his palm on Liu He's abdomen, and a green light hit Liu He's abdomen.

At this time, Liu He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, spit out a large mouthful of black blood, and fell on the bed again, his complexion improved a lot.

"After spitting out this blood clot, Junior Brother Liu should be fine after resting for a month or two. If it weren't for the low-grade defensive spiritual weapon that blocked some of the damage, I'm afraid the opponent could have killed Junior Brother Liu with one punch. This is a bloody lesson. You all remember it. Don't fight with others recklessly. Don't think that you are invincible just because you are a sword cultivator. There are mountains outside mountains and people outside people." The middle-aged man glanced coldly at everyone in the room and scolded.

"Disciple obeys your order." Everyone was shocked and replied in unison.

"Uncle Song, are we going to let this go? It will be a joke if it gets out?" Liu Xu hesitated and said cautiously.

"What else do you want to do? Are you going to fight him relying on your late foundation building cultivation? Unless he has a pig brain, he will not fight you. No matter how strong his body is, after all, he is just an early foundation building cultivator. He may be able to beat a mid-foundation building cultivator, but he can't beat a late foundation building sword cultivator!" The middle-aged man glared at Liu Xu and scolded him unceremoniously.

Liu Xu lowered his head, his face full of disappointment.

The middle-aged man suddenly thought of something, his expression relaxed, and he said, "Let's just forget about this matter! There is a physical cultivator master in the Jindan stage who teaches, and his strength is far beyond that of ordinary physical cultivators. Even if you find a physical cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, he is not his opponent. It is very difficult to cultivate physical cultivators. Only immortal sects and immortal clans can cultivate a few physical cultivators. Since this person is the physical cultivator cultivated by Qingyang Sect, he must have a strong talent in physical training. I am afraid that ordinary physical cultivators are not his opponents. Let this matter be a lesson! Don't cause trouble in the future. If you have the opportunity, you can make an appointment with other disciples of Qingyang Sect to fight and find out the situation before going up. Don't be easily defeated by others again. At least you should have a victory."

"Got it, Uncle Song." Liu Xu's face was happy, and he nodded in agreement, with his beautiful eyes flashing.

Uncle Song's words were equivalent to agreeing with them to seek revenge, but the target was not Qin Yang, but to challenge other disciples of Qingyang Sect openly.

Qin Yang was a physical cultivator, and it was impossible that other disciples of Qingyang Sect were also such powerful physical cultivators!

Early the next morning, Li Yan came to Xiancao Pavilion.

"Brother Li, how about I look after the shop in the future! You go back to Juxianju to live, it will be more convenient." Li Yan suggested.

Shi Yue pondered for a moment, nodded, took out a golden token, handed it to Li Yan, and said: "Okay! This is the key to control Xiancao Pavilion, you keep it carefully, and by the way, you have to hatch the ghost face spider eggs as soon as possible."

"I know, I put the ghost face spider eggs in the jar full of spirit stones as you said, and they should be able to hatch after a while, and I will have spirit insects in the future." Li Yan said at the end, his expression was quite excited.

"Take these hundred-year-old neon grasses and use them to feed the iron-feathered eagle! It will help the iron-feathered eagle advance." Shi Yue said as he took out more than 20 wooden boxes from his storage bag and handed them to Li Yan.

"Thank you, Brother Li." Li Yan was not polite and thanked him and accepted the wooden boxes.

Shi Yue gave a few instructions and left the Immortal Grass Pavilion.

At 7:00 p.m., he came to the Beast Fighting Palace.

As soon as he entered the Beast Fighting Palace, he saw Liu Qian. Beside Liu Qian, there were many disciples of the Qingyang Sect, including Qin Yang.

"Daoyou Li, you are finally here. I thought you were not coming!" Liu Qian said with a cold face. 鈥斺��

(Thanks to Daoyou Dongfeng Weird for your support, I became the first fan of the head of this book, mua~(*￣3)(ε￣*))