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Chapter 115 Conditions

Hua Wenlan's words were very appropriate. The Yunqing Sect and the Qingmu Sect are indeed both sects of Chulingshan. If you calculate carefully, you can also be considered as fellow Taoists from the same origin.

The world of cultivation also emphasizes the same geographical origin. Su Wending and others have never left Chuling Mountain, so they may not know much about this. However, as long as they are cultivators who go up the foundation-building stage or often come out of distance, they have a deep feeling about this.

However, after hearing what Hua Wenlan said, the short and ugly monk sneered, looked at Hua Wenlan with disdain and said in a deep voice, "Hmph, it's ridiculous. Although your sects are in Chuling Mountain together, you have never had any contact with us. You little girl, don't talk about the relationship here. You want to explain to your junior brothers and sisters, you are a young monk in the Condensation Stage, but you are not qualified. Let me be honest, since I have come to the door with you today, you must be obedient."

With a frown slightly, Hua Wenlan raised her head, her pretty face covered with frost. She had already given face to the short and ugly monk so much. Even the teasing he had just now, Hua Wenlan did not pursue the matter. Unexpectedly, this short and ugly monk was so arrogant and did not give her any face.

Han Qing was even more angry and took another step forward. Han Qing sneered and said to the short and ugly monk, "You Qingmu Sect are too bullying people, right? Do you know who my master is, and you dare to bully me like this?"

Su Wending was stunned when he heard Han Qing's words from behind. What was going on? He could not beat him and his momentum could not compete with him. Han Qing actually started to carry out his master to threaten him?

After hearing Han Qing's words, the short and ugly monk showed a contemptuous smile on his lips. He looked at Han Qing disdainfully. The short and ugly monk said playfully, "Oh, your master's name, who doesn't know about Chuling Mountain? Teng Yicai is not bad. He has the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building and has the ability to refine pills. Many people regard him as a treasure."

Hearing the short and ugly monk seemed to praise his master, Han Qing grinned slightly, with a smug smile on his face, and said proudly, "Of course, my master's alchemy skills are second in Chuling Mountain, and no one dares to say first."

However, before the smile on Han Qing's face lasted for a while, he could only hear the short and ugly monk sneering, looking at Han Qing with a funny look, "Hmph, your master is very powerful, that's just your master. Do you want to move him out and threaten me? It would be very unwise for you to do this. To be honest, I'm not afraid of your unlucky master. If you have the chance, go back and ask him. See if he had been beaten by a man named Mao Song? To be honest, Mao Song is me. I not only beat your master, but also beat your master three times. Every time he was beaten to death by me. I couldn't hold on and begged for mercy. He was just a trash, do you understand?"

The expression on Han Qing's face was stunned at first, then became more and more surprised. Angry blush gradually spread throughout her cheeks. She trembled, Han Qing pointed at Mao Song and said angrily, "You, you are lying, it's not like this at all."

Haha, Mao Song sneered, stared at Han Qing with disdain, and said loudly, "What do you think, others think your master is very powerful, it's just because he has good alchemy skills. But I, Mao Song, are not afraid of him. Every time I see him, I will beat him up. Do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

Han Qing was glared at by Mao Song, and she felt a cold feeling all over her body. Although she was angry, Mao Song's cultivation level in the foundation-building stage made Han Qing helpless.

However, no matter whether Mao Song was lying or not, Han Qing not only failed to shock Mao Song and others with his master's name, but instead, Mao Song in front of so many people, insulted Han Qing's own master.

This made Han Qing resist anyway, and was humiliated by someone in front of him. In Su Wending's opinion, Han Qing's temper could not be swallowed by Han Qing's temper. Su Wending had even done it. At that time, as long as Han Qing had a move, he would come forward to stop him. They were facing a foundation-building cultivator now, and they could not act rashly.

What was beyond Su Wending and others' expectations was that after a turbulent chest, Han Qing just glared at Mao Song hatefully, then took two steps back as if nothing had happened, stood beside Su Wending, with a gloomy face and no words.

Hua Wenlan saw the current situation very clearly and clearly. Although Han Qing was furious when facing Mao Song insulting Master Han Qing, he did not take any action, so it was naturally because Mao Song's strength was there.

"Senior Mao, what do you want to do? Let's just say it. We don't have to go around like this." Hua Wenlan's face seemed very calm, and her clear eyes looked directly at Mao Song opposite him, calmly facing danger, showing a general's momentum.

Mao Song looked at Han Qing with a disdainful look, turned around, looked at Hua Wenlan with a smile on his face, nodded slightly, and said, "Hehe, you girl is quite powerful, but what do you think I will do? I just want to ask you something. If you agree to my conditions, I will not cause trouble for you. After all, people cannot be resurrected by death, and all we want is justice."

Justice. After hearing Mao Song's words, Su Baishan, who was standing beside Han Qing, shook his head gently. It was probably because this senior did not understand what happened. The Qingmu Sect was not qualified to be fair to them. At that time, relying on the cultivation level of a few people being better than Su Wending and the others, he pursued Su Baishan and the others relentlessly and took ruthless measures. Now he wants to be fair to Su Wending and the others, but this matter seems funny.

Hua Wenlan frowned slightly, and his face still looked calm and nodded to Mao Song, and said softly, "Senior, what is fair and unfair, I think you and I can understand in your heart that things in the cultivation world are just like that. Just explain it clearly, what are you wanting us to agree to you?"
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