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However, this sword is a bit too long, the hilt protrudes from the left shoulder, and the tip of the sword almost hangs to the ground.

Old man Zhang was startled. He was not dozing just now. Where did this Taoist come from? It was as if he jumped out of the ground out of thin air!

The Taoist nun bowed and said, "Hello, Brother Tianxu. My name is Shuchen. Don't mention the three words Yingxianzi."

The Taoist Tianxu laughed, "Yes, yes, the last time I saw you, you hadn't become a monk yet. I forgot."

From his words, he seemed to be very familiar with the Taoist nun Shuchen, but he didn't sit with her. He sat down at another table and shouted loudly, "Boss, bring some wine."

Old man Zhang felt uneasy, so he poured a bowl of wine and brought it over tremblingly.

Taoist Tianxu took a sip and immediately spat it out, "Is this wine? It's more sour than vinegar."

Old man Zhang was so scared that he bowed and said, "I'm from the mountains, I just made it randomly. Sir, please forgive me..."

Just then, someone laughed and said, "Daoyou Tianxu, what good wine can a mortal have. If you want to drink, I'll treat you."

A tall and thin man stood outside the shed. He raised his hand and a purple gourd flew towards Taoist Tianxu.

Taoist Tianxu's face changed drastically. He flicked his sleeves and the purple gourd flew back immediately, "No need, Brother Zhang, I'm not used to your wine."

His flick of his sleeves seemed simple, but his five fingers were hidden in his sleeves and cut the bottom of the gourd.

The gourd immediately changed from flying horizontally to rushing vertically, "click", breaking through the wooden board of the shed and flying straight into the sky.

The big man surnamed Zhang was a little unhappy, "Brother Taoist, it's fine if you don't give me face, but why did you throw away my wine gourd!" Before he could fly up to grab the wine gourd, someone in the air laughed, "Hey, how come a gourd flew up to the sky, did it grow wings!" As he spoke, a middle-aged scholar flew down from the sky, pointed his finger, and the purple gourd immediately flew down. The man surnamed Zhang sat down at a table with a big horse and a golden knife, stretched out his hand to grab the gourd, "Leijiabao came so quickly!" The middle-aged scholar had already landed in the pergola, clasped his fists around, "Hello, Fairy Shuchen, Hello, Taoist Tianxu, Hello, Brother Zhang!" He greeted them one by one, and his words were quite polite. Taoist nun Shuchen bowed and said, "Friend Taoist Lei." There were only three tables in the pergola, and they were already occupied by the three people who arrived earlier. The middle-aged scholar surnamed Lei looked at them and said, "You three are so early."

The Taoist Tianxu nodded, "Friend Taoist Lei."

The man surnamed Zhang waved the gourd forward and laughed, "I just arrived too. Brother Jingshan came at the right time. If Brother Tianxu doesn't give me face, you can drink two cups with me."

The middle-aged scholar waved his hand quickly, "Brother Zhang, your wine is too strong. I can't drink it."

Then he walked to the Taoist nun, "Fairy, can I sit at your table?"

The Taoist nun Shuchen was very straightforward, "Friend Taoist Lei, please sit down."

"Haha, thank you, Fairy."

How could Zhang, the old man in the tea shop, not understand at this time that these four people were not ordinary people, but magicians who practiced strange arts, so he hid by the stove trembling with fear and dared not show his face.

Taoist Tianxu looked up at the sky, a little impatient, "Three, do you have any news?"

The middle-aged scholar Lei Jingshan smiled, "You Xuqing Temple has no news, what news can we have?"

The big man named Zhang picked up the gourd, raised his head and took a sip of wine, "Humph! Hualing Sect doesn't take action itself, and doesn't allow us to take action. What does Ji Laoguai mean?"

The middle-aged scholar said lightly, "What the Yuanying Patriarch is thinking, how can we guess, anyway, now the seven ancestors have jointly sent a letter to Ji Laoguai, I believe there will be a result soon."

The four were talking, and suddenly the mountain roared, the sound shook the four fields, and then a gorgeous tiger pounced in front of the shed.

"Big insect!" Old man Zhang screamed.

The tiger was snow-white all over, seven feet tall, and almost two feet from head to tail. It probably weighed more than a thousand pounds, and its pointed canine teeth were half a foot long.

Even more strangely, there was a man sitting on the tiger's back, with a burly figure, a face as red as copper, a messy beard, and a long whip in his hand.

The demon tiger could not help but roar again, and the breath from its mouth blew out, and all the pots and stoves were overturned, frightening Old Man Zhang to fall to the ground and crawl.

Nun Shuchen walked up and stretched out her hand to help Old Man Zhang up, "Old man, you should go home quickly."

After that, she took out a silver ingot from her body and put it in the other's palm, "I broke your things, this silver is for you."

Old Man Zhang was out of his mind, his hands and feet were numb, and he stammered, "Thank you, thank you fairy!"

Nun Shuchen pushed him a few times, and Old Man Zhang struggled to get up and ran down the slope.

Shi Feng was hidden in Yehu Ridge. It was first discovered by Hualing Sect, followed by Wanshou Villa and Baishoumen. Soon, this secret spread to all major sects in Yan.

Just when everyone was sighing and envying Hualing Sect's good luck, who knew that after three days, Hualing Sect did not move at all.

So Taiji Sect sent Chi Li and Jing Xu, two chairmen, to come to Yehu Ridge to take people, but they were rejected by Hualing Sect.

Not only Taiji Sect did not allow it, but also the demon cultivators of Baishou Sect and Hanfeng Valley were rejected.

For a time, all the major sects in Yan were speculating about what Ji Jiuling was up to.

Hualing Sect also got a fairy island order at the Hundred Sects Alliance, so naturally no one dared to confront Hualing Sect, but after waiting for four or five days, other major sects could not stand it anymore, after all, this was related to an iron ore mine.

In addition, Shi Feng had the sword manual of the drunk Taoist, the Seven Stars Slaying Evil Sword, the Chixiao Sword, the secret book of the golden body, the Bingpo Cold Light Sword, the Demon Crow Cauldron, the Seven Fire Gourd Armor...

These treasures made the Yuanying covetous, so several Yuanying old monsters in Yan jointly asked Ji Jiuling.

And Tianxu Taoist and his group of cultivators came to Yehu Ridge, waiting for the news to come, and then they were ready to take action.

The man on the tiger's back jumped down, "What old man? When we were cultivating, this guy's great grandfather was not even born yet!"

Tianxu Taoist narrowed his eyes, "Oh, Fan Shanjun from the Hundred Beasts Sect is here too, your big cat seems to have gained a lot of weight recently."

The big man riding the tiger was named Fan, and he was an elder of the Hundred Beasts Sect. He specialized in taming various tiger monsters, so people inside and outside the sect called him Fan Shanjun, and his real name had long been forgotten.

Fan Shanjun stood outside the shed and sneered, "Aren't you Xuqing Temple, Lingxiao Pavilion, Leijiabao, and Wanshou Villa known as the righteous sects in Yan? Why would a righteous sect take advantage of someone's misfortune to hunt down a seriously injured disciple?" Tianxu Taoist laughed, "Fan Shanjun, what you said is strange. Shi Feng is a traitor of Taiji Sect, who betrayed his master and ancestors and killed his brothers. We are the same righteous sect as Taiji Sect, and it is our duty to eliminate demons and defend the way. But you, the Baishou Sect, , Aren't you a demon cultivator? Why are you here to help Taiji Sect catch people? "

Fan Shanjun was speechless after hearing these words. He was stunned for a long time before he said, "Eradication of demons and protection of the Way? That sounds good! Humph, aren't you all after the iron mine of Taiji Sect and the treasure in Shi Feng's hands? We are all the same, we are all birds of a feather, don't pretend to be noble! "

Wanshou Villa and Baishou Sect were from the same sect, but later they turned against each other. One was a spiritual cultivator and the other was a demon cultivator. They fought for thousands of years and were enemies.

The big man from Wanshou Villa, whose last name is Zhang Wanqing, stared at Fan Shanjun and said coldly, "That may not be the case. Everyone is indeed here to find Shi Feng, but we are here to kill him, and some people may come to save him."

Lei Jingshan smiled, "Brother Zhang's words seem to make sense."

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