Immemorial Paragon

Leaving from the iron rhino's residence, Zhou Ping went to Jinniu Pavilion, where he was responsible for secretly protecting Mo Qingyun.

On the way to Jinniu Pavilion, Zhou Ping met Zhou Teng who came back and asked, "Are you all accountable? Has anyone had trouble finding Mo Qingyun?"

"Trouble looking for Mo Qingyun?"

Hearing Zhou Ping's question, Zhou Teng couldn't help crying and laughing, showing a depressed expression.

At this moment, he couldn't help thinking of the wooden board standing at the door of Jinniu Pavilion.

Judging from Mo Qingyun's move, if anyone goes to trouble him, I'm afraid he can't wait for it.

"Uncle don't need to worry. Mo Qingyun is so good that no one dares to ask him for trouble."

Although he felt a little depressed, Zhou Teng was truthful and talked about the specific situation.

"I know."

After listening to Zhou Teng's narration, Zhou Ping's hanging heart dropped a little and nodded to Zhou Teng, saying: "Next, I will handle the matter of Mo Qingyun personally, you go to your own business."

"Yes!"

Zhou Teng answered, and he turned and left.

From Zhou Teng's mouth, learning about Mo Qingyun's situation, Zhou Ping kept walking and continued to rush to Jinniu Pavilion.

Although Mo Qingyun is okay now, he cannot guarantee that nothing will happen.

After all, the elders practiced in isolation, no one can be sure, when he will go out.

After Zhou Ping's haste, he quickly came outside the Jinniu Pavilion and saw a group of people around the door.

"How is this going?"

Looking at the people around the door, Zhou Ping was puzzled, and walked curiously.

When he poked away from the crowd and saw the wooden board standing in the doorway, his expression was immediately wonderful.

You are always welcome to challenge me. I only accept two challenges.

One is a gambling battle. Before you come to challenge me, prepare your bets.

The second is a life-and-death battle. Be prepared to be killed again.

After reading the words on the wooden board, Zhou Ping's face turned dark immediately, and a rage rose in his heart, saying: "This boy is really a poop, and he doesn't want to stop for a moment."

He originally thought that Mo Qingyun knew Liu Yuanjie's identity and would feel embarrassed to kill Liu Yuanjie.

Who knows, Mo Qingyun is not at all right, and even a little bit worse.

This situation made Zhou Ping somewhat unacceptable, and made him feel like he was nosy.

"When I find him, I must reprimand him."

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Zhou Ping walked into Jinniu Pavilion and began looking for Mo Qingyun in the courtyard.

"Meet the elders!"

Zhou Ping entered Jinniu Pavilion, and Xi Wei just met him and saluted him respectfully.

Regarding the salute of Xi Wei, Zhou Ping nodded indifferently, and said, "Mo Qingyun is there, let him come to see me immediately."

After Zhou Ping's words were spoken, he turned around and walked towards a stone bench.

"Back to Elder, Brother Mo went out not long ago, and hasn't come back till now."

Hearing Zhou Ping's order, Rhinoceros Wei looked nervous and reported Mo Qingyun's whereabouts.

"Mo Qingyun went out?"

With such a result, Zhou Pingma was shocked, and his eyes were wide and he couldn't believe it.

Not long ago, he met Zhou Teng and learned from Zhou Teng's mouth that Mo Qingyun was in the Golden Bull Pavilion.

In addition, Zhou Teng has told Mo Qingyun all of Liu Yuanjie's identity.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingyun dared to leave Jinniu Pavilion, which was too bold.

"Did Zhou Teng say panic?"

After a short surprise, Zhou Ping's brows frowned, and a hint of doubt appeared in her heart.

However, soon Zhou Ping shook his head and denied the speculation in his heart.

Zhou Teng's character is very well understood, he will never lie to him, so Mo Qingyun is bold.

"This stinky boy, even now, dare to shake around."

It was confirmed that Mo Qingyun had left the Golden Bull Court, and Zhou Ping was anxious immediately, and said a word of dissatisfaction.

Looking at Zhou Ping's unhappy face, Xi Wei showed a tense expression, and said carefully: "Elder, if you have any urgent matters, you can go back to the house first, and when Brother Mo comes back, I will let him find you."

"No, I'll wait for him here."

Zhou Ping's proposal was directly rejected by Xi Wei, and she sat down beside the gazebo.

Seeing Zhou Ping ’s move, Rhizome stopped persuading and immediately went to cut tea for Zhou Ping.

Shao Qing, when Xi Wei sent the tea, Zhou Ping instructed Xi Wei: "Go to my house and let Zhou Teng come to see me. I have something to tell him."

"Yes!"

Hearing Zhou Ping's instructions, Rhizome did not dare to delay, and left as soon as possible.

Next, Zhou Ping stayed in the Golden Bull Pavilion, waiting for Mo Qingyun to return.

...

Inside the pawnshop.

Under the guidance of the shopkeeper, Mo Qingyun came to a secret room where many people were already sitting.

The momentum of these people is not weak, basically at the level of Xinghejing.

"The elite disciples of the Amaniyama Sect!"

Everyone saw Mo Qingyun, all with a surprised expression, and looked at Mo Qingyun curiously.

Based on their understanding of the Tianniu Mountain Sect, to be an elite disciple of the Tianniu Mountain Sect, at least the cultivation of Xinghe Jing is needed.

The cultivation of Mo Qingyun's nebula has become an elite disciple, showing his extraordinaryness.

When he discovered the extraordinaryness of Mo Qingyun, a black-faced brawny man showed curiosity and asked the shopkeeper: "Alpaca is old, who is this little brother? Tell us about it."

"This is the son of Mo Qingyun, who will be staying in Jinniu Pavilion."

Hearing the inquisition of the black-faced brave man, the shopkeeper showed respectful face and introduced Mo Qingyun to everyone.

On the way, he talked with Mo Qingyun a few words and knew something about Mo Qingyun.

"What? He was settled in the Golden Bull Court?"

"It is said that the people who live in the Golden Bull Pavilion are the heirs of the Tianniu Mountain Sect."

"In this case, this little guy is not easy and is expected to become the monarch of Tianniu Mountain."

...

Knowing Mo Qingyun's identity, everyone whispered a few words and paid more respect to Mo Qingyun.

In the eyes of everyone, Mo Qingyun's expression of humility was arched and said: "Younger Mo Qingyun, meet you seniors."

"Mo Xiaoyou is polite."

"Mo Xiaoyou, please sit down!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, everyone immediately greeted him warmly.

Now in their eyes, Mo Qingyun suddenly became the future master of the Tianniu Mountain Sect.

These identities have been on an equal footing with them, and it is worthy of them.

After being greeted by everyone, Mo Qingyun found a place to sit and waited for the Yiwu Xiaohui to begin.

When Mo Qingyun sat down, a red-eyed young man looked cold, with an unpleasant expression on his face, and said, "When is the alpaca old, when Qiansura Shura will come, let us all wait for him, which is too arrogant. "

"Xue Mu Lang Jun anger, presumably soon."

Hearing the displeased words of the red-eyed young man, the shopkeeper's face laughed and reassured him.

When the shopkeeper spoke to appease, a middle-aged man with a strong body slowly walked into the secret room and yelled, "Well! Who is dissatisfied with this seat, stand in front of this seat and say."

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