Super Dragon Slaughtering System

"Oh, I am not a disciple of Ziqing Palace. I am here today to beg to see the real Ziyang."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"What? You are not our disciple of the Purple Qing Palace?"

"Did you come here alone when you were young? How did you go up the mountain?"

"Do you know where our Ziqing Palace is? How dare people break in without saying a word!"

This group of teenagers was chattering, and the eyes that looked at Ning Qi were full of unkindness.

"Go, take him to see the real Ziyue, find out his identity and origin before disposing of it separately."

"and many more."

The leading young man waved his hand, his eyes fell on Ning Qi, "Are you here to see Real Ziyang?"

"Exactly."

"Do you know the real Ziyang?"

A hint of suspicion appeared in the eyes of the headed boy.

"I'm from Yanqing City Ningfu, and I have met both real Ziyang."

Ning Qi smiled.

Yanqing Chengning Mansion?

The expressions of these young people suddenly changed slightly, and one of them hesitated: "Is it the city of Yanqing where Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong were born?"

"Exactly."

Ning Qi nodded with a smile.

The look of these teenagers suddenly became a little weird, and the leader said: "Although I don't know how you came to the door, since you came from Yanqing City Ningfu, you are not a spy, but you entered today. Ziqing Palace, the rules are indeed broken. According to the truth, even if I don't send you to see Dao Ziyue, I will also see Dao Ziyang."

"but……"

Ning Qi smiled.

"But you can see them together today. Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong injured a disciple of the same class. They are being dealt with at the moment. Real Ziyue is present, and Real Ziyang is also present."

The headed boy laughed.

"Yan Qing and Yan Dong hurt their disciple?"

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

"If you want to know the reason, just follow us."

The headed boy gave a faint smile, turned and left.

When Ning Qi saw this, he followed. He could already feel two familiar breaths, which should come from Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong, and the breath was fairly stable.

...

"You two, are you guilty?"

True person Ziyue wore a purple robe, and her eyebrows were filled with awe-inspiring color. Her body was long and slender, even if it was a Taoist robe, she could not hide her figure. In Ziqing Palace, it has always been the existence of many people of the same generation.

Zhenren Ziyang is no exception, but today he is not in the mood to appreciate the beauty, instead staring angrily at the two kneeling figures below.

Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong.

These two were the disciples he had just received during this period of time. They have spiritual roots and good posture. It is not a problem to train them to be promoted to the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

But he didn't expect that not long after he had just worshipped into the Ziqing Palace, the two of them caused a catastrophe, and even severely wounded one of the disciples the palace owner had just received, and even the spiritual roots could not be kept.

Right now, the palace lord is healing that disciple, whether he can keep his spiritual roots, it will take a while to know.

"Sister Ziyue, we are not guilty."

Ning Yanqing stared directly at Ziyue, without any fear in his eyes.

Ning Yandong clenched his fists, his face still angered.

"You dare to say that you are not guilty, Brother Ziyang, the disciple you received is not so temperamental. We can all see what Zhang Xian was beaten just now. These two people have just been promoted to the first qi refining level, so they will be able to treat their fellow juniors. With such a heavy hand, in a few years, will it be possible?"

A Taoist with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek sneered.

"The matter has not been clarified. Is it their fault? We don't know for the time being. How can you conclude that it is their fault?"

The real Ziyang was furious.

Zhenren Zi Yue glanced at him, then looked at Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong, and said faintly: "You said you are right, I will give you a chance to explain."

Ning Yanqing said immediately: "Zhang Xian just worshipped the Ziqing Palace, and relied on that he was a direct disciple of the palace lord, and he kept humiliating our brothers. Even the pill given to us by the master was taken away by him. , We have endured it once or twice, but just now, he even started to insult our mother. Yan Dong was furious, so he hit him hard. Zhang Xian was the fault of this incident and he asked for a teacher. Decide!"

"The matter is clear, it was Zhang Xian who bullied others."

The real Ziyang immediately said.

"In empty words, do you have evidence? If someone sees what Zhang Xian did and testifies for you, then the palace lord will be blamed, and I can guarantee you all. But if there is no evidence, you will not only hurt your fellow junior After you leave the teacher's gate, you have to abolish your cultivation technique and your spiritual roots, and you will never enter the fairy gate!"

Real Ziyue said lightly.

evidence?

Ning Yanqing hurriedly looked at the disciples of the Ziqing Palace around him. Several of them were the disciples of Zhenren Ziyang and their seniors. They all saw how arrogant and domineering Zhang Xian was.

However, as Ning Yanqing's eyes scanned, these people lowered their heads or looked elsewhere, without even intending to stand up and testify for the two of them.

They are not fools.

The two injured Zhang Xian, and the palace owner was bound to be angry.

If you testify for the two at this moment, who can guarantee that you will not be put on shoes in the future?

The immortal door is so cruel, one step is wrong, one step is wrong, there is nothing right or wrong, some, but whose fist is hard enough, whose cultivation is strong enough!

"Hehe, no one testifies for you, you obviously hurt Zhang Xian, and you want to slander him!"

The Taoist man with pointed mouth monkey cheeks sneered.

At this moment, everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked outside the hall, only to see an old man walking slowly into the hall, behind him, followed by a seven-year-old boy.

The young man's face was pale and his feet were vacant.

"Palace Master."

Everyone quickly stood up and saluted.

The old man nodded slightly.

"How is Zhang Xian's injury?"

Real Ziyang asked immediately.

The boy glanced at him, then looked at the two brothers Ning Yanqing who were kneeling on the ground, a look of resentment flashed deep in his eyes.

"I treated him in time, and Zhang Xian's spiritual roots were preserved, but it will take more than half a year to cultivate and recuperate before he can resume his practice."

The old man said lightly.

Master Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to speak, the old man looked at Master Ziyue, "Is the matter clear?"

True person Ziyue repeated what Ning Yanqing had said, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Xian with sharp eyes.

"Zhang Xian, what they said is true? If it is really you who insulted them repeatedly, then the fault is on you."

"Master, the disciples have just visited the Ziqing Palace, how dare they insult Ning Yanqing and the others? It is clear that they are relying on their own qualifications to learn a little earlier than me, and jointly insult the disciples, and they are so heavy on them!"

Zhang Xian looked at the Ning Yanqing brothers and gritted his teeth.

The two were very angry when they saw him turning right and wrong.

"So, Ziyue, what should you do?"

The old man said lightly.