The Way of the Immortal Master

In the air opposite Meng Zhang, a handsome young man, accompanied by two middle-aged men, was staring at Meng Zhang with hatred.

"Is this how Chunyu Inn protects its guests?"

"No matter what kind of cat or dog, can they mess around in the Chunyu Inn and disturb the guests at will?"

Meng Zhang ignored the provocative person, but asked the inn first.

Even when very angry, he is far from losing his mind and knows to make the best choice.

He was definitely not an ordinary monk who dared to provoke him openly at the Spring Rain Inn.

Meng Zhang is an outsider in Shangjing, so of course he should borrow all the external force as much as possible.

It is a good choice to pull the Chunyu Inn with a strong background into the water and make it a friendly army.

Meng Zhang's deep voice spread throughout the inn, and faintly spread to the street outside.

A big fat man with a wry smile finally couldn't sit still and had to fly out from the side, blocking between Meng Zhang and the three people facing him.

"Several, if you have any grievances, please go to another place to resolve them. There are many guests in the Spring Rain Inn, so please don't implicate the innocent."

When Meng Zhang stayed at the inn, he met this fat man. He seemed to be the shopkeeper of Chunyu Inn.

As a Jindan Stage cultivator, he dared to stand up at this time, which is quite a bit of courage.

However, he did not respond to Meng Zhang's questioning, and in his words, he still favored the provocateur on the opposite side. This shows that the background of the provocative person is not simple.

Meng Zhang sneered with disdain on his face, "What kind of shit is Chunyu Inn, allowing Xiaoxiao to harass the guests, the spirit stones I spend are like feeding dogs."

The fat man remained silent, as if he hadn't heard Meng Zhang's words.

But the boy opposite started to shout and curse.

"Meng Zhang, if you don't give the young master an explanation today, don't blame the young master for being ruthless."

The guy who jumped out of nowhere dared to be so arrogant, Meng Zhang couldn't help being murderous in his heart.

The age of a cultivator cannot generally be judged by appearance. However, the young man on the opposite side was indeed young.

At his age, to be able to possess the cultivation level of the early Yuanshen, even in the Middle-Earth Continent, where there are many arrogances, can be said to be extraordinary talent.

However, why did he dare to challenge himself face to face?

Of the two middle-aged people, one is in the middle stage of Yuanshen, and the other is in the early stage of Yuanshen. Even if the three of them join forces, Meng Zhang will not be afraid.

Since the other party dared to come to the door to provoke, Meng Zhang is not the type to swallow his anger, so he must teach the other party a lesson.

Just as Meng Zhang was about to make a move, a figure flew over from a distance.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding, everyone, don't be impulsive." Before the person arrived, the voice came over first.

Sun Shengdu looked very anxious and flew over in a hurry.

As he flew to this side, he shouted loudly.

"Everyone, don't do anything, you have something to say."

Sun Sheng fell between Meng Zhang and the opponent, separating the two sides.

"Master Meng, let me introduce you, this young Yingjie is the closed disciple of Lord Jian, and also his descendant by blood, Young Master Ouyang Huajin."

"Master Ouyang, this head of Mengmeng is not only the head of one faction, but also serves in the Five Criminal Guards. He is highly regarded by Master Han Yaohan."

"Both of you are dragons and phoenixes among the people. I am a hero who is far from the dynasty. I must not hurt my friendship because of some misunderstandings."

Ouyang Huajin, who was still very disdainful of Meng Zhang, became very ugly when he heard the name Han Yao.

"Han Yao was an enemy of his mentor in the court, and his lackeys dare to spoil the good things of this young master. They should be killed."

Ouyang Huajin's words were full of awe-inspiring murderous intent.

At that time, Shang Jianqing, a disciple of Lord Sword, went to Taiyi Gate to provoke, but was defeated in public by Niu Dawei, Meng Zhang's first disciple. Could it be that his classmates want to find this place for him?

Meng Zhang also stared at Ouyang Huajin, as if he would never give in.

Seeing how the two sides were at war, Sun Sheng sighed helplessly.

"Everyone, this is Shangjing City, do you want to fight like this?"

Shangjing City is the capital of the Dali Dynasty and has always been strictly controlled.

Once something happens in the city, the top officials in the court will know immediately.

Ouyang Huajin played a bit of a side ball before, did not make a direct shot, and controlled his power around the courtyard where Meng Zhang lived.

But if the two really fight, the movement will definitely not be covered up.

In the capital city where the Yuanshen battle broke out, if Emperor Bawu was alarmed, even the sword prince would not be able to bear the blame.

No matter how arrogant he is, or how rich and powerful he is, he knows that there are strict rules in the capital and cannot be violated easily.

As a master of the Yang God Realm, Emperor Ba Wu could easily grasp everything that happened in the entire city.

If he made too much noise and let him blame it, the consequences would be disastrous.

Emperor Bawu was extremely majestic, definitely not that kind of generous and benevolent emperor.

Ouyang Huajin stomped his feet in the air unwillingly.

"Let's let you go, you bumpkin, for the time being. The matter is not over, and the young master will come to you again in a few days."

"Don't think that Han Yao can keep you. He's going to lose himself, but he doesn't have time to take care of a dog like you."

After leaving a few harsh words, Ouyang Huajin took the two middle-aged men and left reluctantly.

The other party's inexplicable provocation, and being threatened by the other party, Meng Zhang was also very angry.

If it weren't for the scruples about the rules of the Dali Dynasty, he really wanted to keep the other party and teach him a good lesson.

Seeing Ouyang Huajin and the others disappear into the distance, Sun Shengdu whispered advice.

"Master Meng, don't be as knowledgeable as this young man. Your lord has a lot, so let's tolerate it for now."

"What's going on, you have to tell me clearly today, otherwise don't blame me for not being friendly."

Meng Zhang was very dissatisfied and said to Sun Shengdu.

He no longer has the intention to stay in the Spring Rain Inn.

Fortunately, he carried all his belongings with him, and nothing was left in the courtyard.

He greeted Sun Shengdu and wanted to find a place to talk in detail.

The shopkeeper of the inn flew over in embarrassment, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Meng Zhang pretended that this person did not exist, ignored him at all, and flew out of the inn with Sun Shengdu directly.

The fat man looked at Meng Zhang's back and sighed helplessly.

Today's matter, speaking of it, is the fault of Chunyu Inn.

Since the guest spends Lingshi to stay in the inn, the inn has an obligation to ensure that the guest will not be disturbed by outsiders.

He was concerned about the influence of Ouyang Jian, the king of swords, and he didn't want to offend Ouyang Huajin, so he didn't take the side of the guest Meng Zhang. This kind of behavior was really not kind enough, and it also damaged the reputation of the inn.