Soon, the entire inn was surrounded by a group of cultivators, bustling with people. The leaders were the ones who were in trouble with the young man just now, and the disciples of the Yunqing Sect surnamed Lan.

"That monster, come out and die!" Bing Anlin led a group of people to break into the inn noisy and came directly to the young man. He pointed at the young man. Bing Anlin looked extremely angry, "This is Zhao Dingyuan, the deacon of Chongyun City of Yunqing Sect, and a great monk in the Nascent Soul Stage. I think where else can you go today!"

The young man smiled faintly, but he sat down again in a leisurely manner, "Hehe, the great cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage? Oh, it seems that the strength of your Yunqing Sect in Chongyun City is not bad! So many masters!"

There were three Nascent Soul masters standing beside Bing Anlin, all of whom were dressed in middle-aged Taoist costumes. Behind Bing Anlin and others, there were about twenty Yunqing Sect disciples from the foundation-building stage of the Dan-King and the Killing Stage. They all looked arrogant and arrogant.

"Fellow Taoist, are you just talking wildly and despising me in Yunqing Sect?" A middle-aged Yuanying Cultivator next to Bing Anlin took a step forward and stared at the young man with a cold face. "In the deacon Zhao Dingyuan, the deacon in Chongyun City of the Yunqing Sect, I don't know if the Lord is..."

"I am your father!" A crisp and loud voice sounded in the inn, and a group of Yunqing Sect disciples suddenly fell into silence. The group of cultivators around were also quiet and terrifying, because this was not said from the young man, but from the little mouse on the table in front of the young man.

"Huh?" Zhao Dingyuan's face suddenly became embarrassed, "This fellow Taoist, our Yunqing Sect..."

"I am your father!" It was still the mouse, but at this moment, he was standing on the table, holding his head up, and showing a small sarcastic smile to Zhao Dingyuan. The sarcasm was full of words, but it made the Yunqing Sect disciples around Zhao Dingyuan's face suddenly become angry.

"Little spirit beast, dares to make trouble in Chongyun City!" A cold snorted, and Bing Anlin beside Zhao Dingyuan stared at the young man with anger, "You ignorant guy, are you scared silly? Deacon Zhao, what else do we say to him? Kill this arrogant guy and take this mouse. I saw that the mouse is not an ordinary thing, a spirit beast, that's fine!"

"Are you a disciple of the Yunqing Sect with the highest position in Chongyun City?" The young man smiled faintly, raised his head without comment, and looked at Zhao Dingyuan with a calm face. Zhao Dingyuan looked at the people around him, his face looking a little solemn.

"Me? I, Zhao Dingyuan, is just a deacon of the Yunqing Sect in Chongyun City!" With a smile indifferently, Zhao Dingyuan also looked at the young man with a smile on his face, bowed his hand, and said proudly, "There are eight deacons of the Yunqing Sect in Chongyun City, all of whom are great cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage! There is also a city lord, two deputy city lords and four elders, all of whom are at the Out-of-body stage! The city lord is even more a super master in the God Transformation Stage. No matter where the fellow Taoist comes from, he should consider it!"

"You Yunqing Sect disciples do this, right? They are arrogant and powerful?" The young man sneered and looked at Bing Anlin beside Zhao Dingyuan with disdain, "You guys, since they are not the most powerful, they are not qualified to talk to me! Go and ask you Yunqing Sect's city lord in Chongyun City!"

"Wow!" A group of cultivators in the inn around him were suddenly in an uproar, but even Zhao Dingyuan looked at the young man with surprise. A mere cultivator in the Killing Dan stage dared to say he wanted to see the city lord of Chongyun City!

"Hehe, that's it!" When everyone in the inn was in silence, the little mouse standing on the table spoke sarcastically again, "My son, go and invite your city lord quickly, otherwise..."

"It's outrageous!" A little mouse less than the size of a fist called her son several times. Even a saint could not bear it! With an angry shout, Zhao Dingyuan waved his hand, but he was about to take action!

"Swish!" A white light flew out from the little mouse on the table and instantly shot on Zhao Dingyuan. As a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, he could not stop the white light at all.

The white light hit Zhao Dingyuan's body, and Zhao Dingyuan flew out directly upside down. The person was still in the air, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out. The blood was sprinkled. Bing Anlin and others beside Zhao Dingyuan hurried forward to help him up.

The mouse made no trace of action, as fast as lightning, but it was beyond everyone's expectations. When Zhao Dingyuan was struggling with Bing Anlin and others beside him helped him stand up, he realized that his own cultivation had fallen directly to the Dan Killing Stage!

Zhao Dingyuan looked at his body with a frightened look, and a white light entered his body, which directly caused his Nascent Soul Stage to directly reduce his cultivation level by one level, becoming a Dan Killing Stage!

"Hehe, you kid, you are not obedient at all!" The mouse's sarcastic voice continued to echo in Zhao Dingyuan's ears, "If I were you, I'll leave quickly, and I have to go back and invite your Luoshi Yunqing Sect Chongyun City lord!"

"This..." Zhao Dingyuan raised his head and looked at the young man, with a frightened face, then frowned. Bing Anlin and others beside him obviously felt the changes in Zhao Dingyuan's body at this time, and were looking at him with horror.

"Deacon Zhao... What should I do?" Bing Anlin secretly glanced at the mouse on the table, and said to Zhao Dingyuan in front of him with an embarrassed look on his face, "We...we are so bad that we are not the mouse, the mouse's opponent!"

Zhao Dingyuan had a calm face, his face was gloomy, and he shook his head, "Let's go and invite the city lord!"

"No need!" A clear footstep sounded outside the door. Zhao Dingyuan, Bing Anlin and others looked back, but their faces changed, because at the door of the inn, there were a group of Yunqing Sect cultivators wearing light blue Taoist robes like them. Zhao Dingyuan and Bing Anlin beside them looked at each other, showing surprise.

"Master Lord!" Zhao Dingyuan and Bing Anlin hurriedly stood up, bowing to the four or five majestic and imposing cultivators standing at the entrance with respect.
Chapter completed!