True Immortal Fate

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"Junior Brother Li, Junior Brother Li! I am also short of money. I want to get some spiritual stones to buy some elixirs to improve my cultivation. I will apologize to you now!" The stall owner held Li Xiaoya tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away, and kept apologizing.

"Hmph! You obviously know me, but you still lied to me like this. This is too unreasonable. No! I have to tell my senior brother! It's too bullying!" Li Xiaoya was still very angry and struggled to tell Senior Brother Liu Hang.

Seemingly noticing their abnormality, there were many more cultivators in the trading field at this time, and some of them looked at them.

"Junior Brother Li! It's all my fault. This magic weapon, this magic weapon... Junior Brother, just take it!" Seeing this, the stall owner said in a low voice, with a look of pain on his face, and stuffed the magic weapon into Li Xiaoya's hand.

"What! Am I, Li Xiaoya, such a person in your eyes? Would I take your things without paying?" Li Xiaoya said angrily, but took the flying bamboo arrow magic weapon handed over by the stall owner.

"You!" The stall owner heard such words and looked at the movements of Li Xiaoya's hands. His face turned blue, and the veins on his temples popped up and throbbed. It seemed that he was very angry.

"Okay! Let go!" Li Xiaoya used to shake off the stall owner's hand, took out three or four low-level spirit stones from the storage bag on his waist, stuffed them into the stall owner's hand, and said with a righteous face: "I, Li Xiaoya, will not take your things for free. Who do you think I am? Take these spirit stones! Just think of them as me buying your magic weapon!" After saying that, he turned his head and wanted to leave.

"This is too much! This is too much!" Even though the stall owner had a deep cultivation, he couldn't help but curse, and his body emitted amazing spiritual energy fluctuations. His palms emitted a yellow light, which rotated around his palms. He strode towards Li Xiaoya. His originally pretty face was now full of ferocity, and he wanted to slap Li Xiaoya to death.

"You! What do you want to do!" Li Xiaoya couldn't help but feel a little palpitated when he saw this. The pressure from the stall owner really made him very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but take two steps back. Seeing that some disciples around him looked like they were watching a good show and mocking him, he straightened his waist again, took a step forward, and shouted loudly: "You dare! This is a trading area! Fighting is not allowed! Aren't you afraid that Senior Brother Liu Hang will settle accounts with you?" He didn't say that the patrol disciples were looking for trouble with him, but brought up Senior Brother Liu Hang. Although his voice was loud, it seemed that he lacked confidence.

"Hmph! Senior Brother Liu Hang! So amazing!" The stall owner was stunned when he heard the words, and said coldly with gritted teeth. The hand with yellow light slapped the sky one by one, and a yellow light blade flew into the high space with a sharp sound. He angrily said to Li Xiaoya: "Get out! Without Grandmaster Liu Hang, you, a disciple of the third level of cultivation, can be arrogant in front of me." As he spoke, a whirlwind blew up from his body, blowing Li Xiaoya staggering back several steps!

"You!" Li Xiaoya looked pale, and wanted to say something, but couldn't.

"Good! Hahaha! This senior brother scolded well! He, a disciple of the third level of cultivation, dared to act arrogantly in Tiandu Peak! I have tolerated him for a long time!" A rough voice came out from the crowd.

"Hahahaha!" The other disciples laughed when they heard the words.

"Who is it!" Li Xiaoya looked around with his eyes wide open, but there was no trace of that person. He only saw a group of disciples who were gloating and sarcastic, watching the excitement from the side.

"Who is it! If you have the guts, come out!" Li Xiaoya's face flushed red, and he shouted angrily.

"Hey! You have guts! I dare not stand out! You are the disciple of the Taoist Ling Tianzun Taishang Zushi, who can be more courageous than you?" The rough voice said in a strange tone, and the voice was intermittent. Unexpectedly, none of the cultivators present found his position, let alone Li Xiaoya.

"Come out! Come out! If you have the guts, come out!" Li Xiaoya shouted angrily.

"Humph! If you didn't have a good master! Who would be afraid of you here!" The rough voice floated out again, full of disdain and contempt, and said in a crying tone: "Woo woo woo! If you dare to come over, I will tell Senior Brother Liu Hang!"

Hearing this, the disciples couldn't help but talk about it, not caring about Li Xiaoya at all, and some even pretended not to know him and talked about him loudly and sarcastically.

"Hahaha! So this guy is the last Li Xiaoya in Tiandu Peak?"

"Yes, that's him!"

"Haha! The Li Xiaoya who brought shame to the Taoist Grandmaster Daoling?"

"Yes, that's him! He's only at the third level of the cultivation period!"

"Tsk! The third level of the cultivation period! I can handle him with just one finger!"

"Hahaha! Isn't that a third-level waste?!"

"…….."

"Get out!!! All of you get out!" Although Li Xiaoya is usually very smart, he is still a 16-year-old hot-blooded young man after all. Instinctively, a surge of hot blood rushed to his head. He was furious and crazy, roaring and shouting, chasing and beating those disciples who were talking about it. Unfortunately, their cultivation levels were higher than his, and they kept teasing him.

"Hey hey! Come on! Come on!"

"Hey! Here, here!"

"Ouch, use more force! Just a little bit!"

"Hahaha! Come on! Three-layer rubbish!"

"………"

After chasing for a long time, he didn't even touch the corner of the other person's clothes, but was exhausted and panting. His eyes suddenly drooped, and he suddenly found that the stall owner, the culprit of this matter, was sneering and looked very relieved. He couldn't help but get more angry. He rushed to his stall and kicked it, shouting: "It's all your fault! Selling fake goods!"

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

A muffled sound and a scream sounded at the same time. When Li Xiaoya's foot was about to reach the stall, a golden light shield appeared in the air. Li Xiaoya kicked it, just like kicking on a steel plate, and he screamed in pain. He squatted on the ground all of a sudden.

"Hmph! Li Xiaoya! I tell you! In the world of immortal cultivation, you still have to rely on strength! Do you think Daoling Taishang Zuye and the others can protect you for life?" The stall owner's fingers emitted a golden light, and he said coldly, with a wave of his hand, the golden cover on the stall disappeared, and with a single hand, a golden light flashed, and everything on the stall disappeared, and then he walked away without looking back.

"Remember this!" Li Xiaoya forcibly got up from the ground and roared at the back of the stall owner, completely losing his usual calmness.

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