Is it just the late stage of Golden Elixir?

There's nothing wrong with this male cultivator's mind. It would be understandable if he didn't know Feng Wan's cultivation level.

Now it seems he knows.

There were more and more people surrounding him, and they looked at the male cultivator more and more like he was mentally retarded.

"Do you know that you may not be able to break through to the golden elixir stage until you are dead?" A monk finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Bah, don't curse me. Feng Wan is not in the late stage of Jin Dan at a young age. Although I am a bit older than her, I will never be much worse than her."

"There are not many people like Fengwan in Jiuhuang. You are quite ambitious. You dare to compare with Fengwan."

"Why can't it be done? It is said that Feng Wan cannot practice until he is eight years old. My starting point is much higher than hers."

"Okay, I can't explain it to you, just take care of it yourself."

"Humph, you can't defeat me."

The male cultivator looked proudly at the monk who spoke uprightly, and then looked at Feng Wan.

"Feng Wan, let me know..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Wan shook his sleeves, and the male cultivator flew out of the original stone shop.

Others hurriedly made way for him, which was entirely their own fault.

Because of his words, they all wanted to fix him, let alone Feng Wan, who was the person involved.

With a plop, the male cultivator fell to the ground in a strange posture, and was eaten by a dog.

"Feng Wan, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to straighten my sleeves. Who knew you were so weak?"

Feng Wan said with a smile.

The onlookers secretly gave a thumbs up. This is a good saying. This is how you should deal with such people.

"Stop fooling me, you did it on purpose."

"So what, it's not because you can't cultivate yourself."

"You? How dare you mock me."

The male cultivator walked up to Feng Wan angrily, feeling furious to death.

If the clan leader and elders hadn't asked him to wander around the streets more often, meet Feng Wan by chance, and win her favor, how could he be in such a mess today?

This Fengwan is simply a toast and a penalty drink.

"In the world of cultivation, low-level monks are disrespectful to high-level monks, and those who are serious can be directly killed."

Feng Wan spoke every word, and what followed was the pressure of a strong person in the late Jindan period.

The onlookers agreed.

"That's right, when in the Foundation Establishment stage would you dare to be so disrespectful to a Golden Core Stage monk? You must teach him how to be a good person."

"you?"

"What do we mean? If you really think you are strong, then give Feng Wan a try."

"Okay, let's just compete. If it hurts her, don't blame me for not showing mercy to her."

Everyone was too lazy to roll their eyes. This male cultivator must be seriously ill.

"Feng Wan, do you dare to challenge me?"

"Go and fight outside." Feng Wan said proudly.

Today I will teach this disgusting male cultivator a lesson.

When the two people went outside the store, the others hurriedly followed.

When the fight started, Feng Wan hit him directly with a thick-mouthed thunder dragon.

Then everyone saw that the male cultivator was struck by the Nine Desolate Divine Thunder without even having a chance to fight back.

His whole body, hair and brows were all chopped into black scum.

Any hairy areas on his body were not spared, but his robe was in good condition.

After all, being half-clothed will pollute everyone’s eyes.

A male practitioner who used to be quite handsome now has no hair or eyebrows, which makes people's eyes hurt just by looking at him.

"Do you now know the difference between the Golden Core Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

Feng Wan looked down at the male cultivator.

The male cultivator was extremely ashamed, thinking that he was also a leader in the Bai family, so why was he so vulnerable in front of Feng Wan.

Woohoo, he wants to go back to the Bai family, Fengwan is too scary.

"Feng Wan, you bully the small with your big one."

The male cultivator said with a crying voice.

"That's what you asked for. If you don't want to continue to be embarrassed, you'd better go back quickly."

The onlookers couldn't stand it anymore.

"snort."

The male cultivator got up, stamped his feet angrily, covered his face and ran away.

This dramatic contrast made everyone somewhat confused about how to evaluate the male cultivator.

The hand Feng Wan showed just now made other monks who wanted to step forward to gain favor back away.

If you don't want to be like that male cultivator, it's better to give up Feng Wan as soon as possible.

"Who was pestering our Uncle Huan just now?"

Hearing the commotion, the Tianyuan Sect disciples who were shopping in the market hurried over.

Most of the monks in the original stone shop are descendants of the family. Most of them have only seen Feng Wan's portrait and do not know Feng Wan's strength.

That's why what just happened.

"It's okay, everything has been resolved."

"Uncle Wan, where is the male cultivator? We will beat him into a pig's head."

"Yes, Uncle Wan, you are too kind. To deal with such a shameless person, you have to tear his mouth apart."

"It's too easy for him to tear up his mouth. He should be beaten to pieces so that he can't meditate and practice."

…

Listening to the various punishments of the Tianyuan Sect disciples, the onlookers retreated silently.

Fortunately, they didn't act stupid just now, otherwise they would not only be beaten, but also be humiliated.

"Okay, next time we meet again, I'll leave it to you to solve it."

"Hmm, Uncle Wan, please don't be polite to us."

A group of juniors from the Tianyuan Sect gathered around Feng Wan and returned to the original stone shop.

In fact, it is said that they are juniors, but they are actually ranked according to their cultivation level.

There were many people inside who were older than Fengwan.

The guy from the rough stone shop also joined in enthusiastically.

"Please come in, fellow Taoist."

This familiar voice made Feng Wan couldn't help but look at the shop assistant a few more times.

When the shop assistant saw Feng Wan looking at him, he smiled even more happily.

"Miss Wan, did you remember the younger one?"

"Are you the guy from the original stone shop in Zhonghuang City?"

Feng Wan picked so many rough stones in the rough stone shop, so he was naturally very impressed with the store clerk.

"Miss Wan, you are right, I am that guy."

"Why did you come here to open a rough stone shop?"

No wonder the business is not doing well. People from Zhonghuang come to the southern wasteland to open a shop, so they will naturally be ostracized.

Especially now that the relationship between Zhonghuang and Nanhuang has become more subtle.

In fact, a few months ago, the relationship between Nanhuang and Zhonghuang was still good on the surface.

But ever since it was known that Red Lotus Alchemy Master was a ghost cultivator and had attacked Feng Wan, the relationship between the two clans had become somewhat tense.

Although I didn't break out directly, I started to take various precautions.

"I'm not sure about this either. My eldest daughter will be here soon."

The eldest lady mentioned by the store clerk is Chi Hui, the daughter of the lord of Zhonghuang City.

The moment Feng Wan appeared, the store clerk notified Chi Hui.

Logically speaking, he should have rushed here long ago. I don't know why it has been so long and he hasn't appeared yet.

The store clerk was a little anxious for his young lady. She was always thinking about meeting Feng Wan, so why was she no longer anxious now?

In fact, Chi Hui was not in a hurry, but was dressing up after receiving the message from the store clerk about the jade slip.

I saw Feng Wan wearing this robe before. No, I have to change it.

The braids all over the head don’t look very nice either. Is it better to leave them hanging or comb them directly into a ponytail?
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