Just as the monster opened its bloody mouth and was about to eat people, Piaoyao took action with a sword, and he killed the monster with one palm.

"Hey! Hey! Oh!" The three or four-year-old boy fell directly from the body of the monster.

"Black Tiger! Black Tiger! Dead!" The three or four-year-old boy fell down and quickly got up from the ground. As soon as he got up, he came to the monster and shouted sadly.

"Who is it? Who killed my monster? Come up with me quickly." The three or four-year-old boy stood up from the ground and said after discovering that his monster was beaten to death.

He was full of demonic energy, and he was obviously a man in the devil's way. But his realm was not that high, and he was only a young monk's realm.

"The little baby is the monster that I killed you. Why do you want to take revenge?" said Piaoyao.

"So it's you, why did you kill my monster?" the three or four-year-old child continued.

"Your monster eats people in the street, why can't I kill it?" said Piaoyao.

"Then does it eat you?" said the three or four-year-old child.

"No." Yi Jian Piaoyao said.

"Since there is no, then pay me a new monster!" the three or four-year-old boy continued.

"Why?" said Piaoyao.

"Because you killed my monster, you have to pay me a new monster." The three or four-year-old boy continued.

"Is it because of this? What should I do if your monster eats people? Do you have to pay for it too?" Yijian Piaoyao said.

"I'll just say that, will you pay for it?" the boy, who was three or four years old, continued.

"If you are willing to compensate those who have been eaten by monsters, I can consider compensate you monsters." Yijian Piaoyao said.

"So you are unwilling to compensate?" the three or four-year-old boy continued.

"You don't want to compensate? Why do I have to pay?" Yijian Piaoyao said.

"Since that's the case, then you go and die! I'll search for anything valuable when you die?" said the three or four-year-old boy.

After saying that, he was about to take action to kill Yijian Piaoyao and the others, but just as he was about to take action, he found that he was being stopped.

The one who fixed him was naturally a sword Piaoyao! He didn't want to fight with a three or four-year-old doll on the street because he felt that this would be a loss of identity.

He just wanted to use this method to train the little boy. If he kept letting him continue like this, he would not know how many people would kill? If the little boy refused to repent, he would probably have to maintain this posture for the rest of his life.

"Let's go!" Yi Jian Piaoyao fixed the three or four-year-old boy and said to the Oriental Legend and others.

"The demonic nature of this child has penetrated into his heart, and it is really difficult to relieve the demonic nature." said Dongfang Legend.

"Who said no?" Kitano Myth said.

"Fortunately, he is still young now. As long as he finds a good teacher to provide guidance in the future, he can still take the right path." Nangong Fo said.

"Thank you for your life-saving kindness," a child who was rescued by him came to Yijian Piaoyao and thanked him.

The child is only seven or eight years old, and his clothes are covered with patches. Obviously, his family is not rich. He just now was reading a book at a book stall on the roadside and didn't notice the monster coming.

"If you have nothing to do, go home! Don't read books on the roadside in the future, because this is very dangerous." Yijian Piaoyao said to the seven or eight-year-old child.

"Thank you! I won't read books on the roadside in the future." said the seven or eight-year-old child.

"If you have nothing to do, go back early! We have to continue strolling around." Yijian Piaoyao said.

After saying that, Yi Jian Piaoyao was about to continue shopping.

"Benefactor, how did you kill that monster just now? Can you accept me as your disciple?" The seven or eight-year-old child saw Yijian Piaoyao going, so he followed him directly and said to Yijian Piaoyao.

"Why should I accept you as my disciple?" Yijian Piaoyao asked.

"Here! I have only so many. I still have five copper plates in my house. Why don't I go home and get them for you?" The seven or eight-year-old child took out a copper plate from his belt and handed it to Yijian Piaoyao and said.

He knew that a copper plate might not be enough, but he really only had this copper plate on his body. He really wanted to cultivate immortality, and he didn't want to miss such a good opportunity.

Yi Jian Piaoyao saw that this child wanted to give him the only copper coins he had on him, and he felt a lot in his heart for a while.

He stared at the copper plate, as if the copper plate weighed a thousand pounds.

In the end, Yi Jian Piaoyao decided to accept the copper plate. After all, such meaningful things cannot be encountered every day.

Yi Jian Piaoyao picked up the copper plate and stared at the copper plate intently, as if he was looking at a very precious item.

"How is it? Is this true? This was given to me by Mr. Liu when I helped Mr. Liu's house to herd cattle." The seven or eight-year-old child saw Yijian Piaoyao looking at the copper plate and explained.

He was afraid that the copper plate was fake, so he explained to Yijian Piaoyao. There were very few copper plates, and if the copper plate was fake, it would seem too fooling. He didn't want to carry a character who used fake copper plates to fool people with him. Even if the copper plate was fake, he was still a victim.

"Take me to your house to meet your parents!" Yijian Piaoyao said to the seven or eight-year-old child.

"Okay, I'll take you to my house now." said the seven or eight-year-old child.

After saying that, he walked towards the house with a sword Piaoyao and the others.

"How is that? Is that copper plate real?" the seven or eight-year-old child asked while leading the way.

"It's fake." The Legend of the Orient followed them and joked.

Yijian Piaoyao did not answer this question. He didn't want everyone on the street to worship him as his teacher with a copper plate.

"Ah! How could it be fake? Could it be that I was deceived by Mr. Liu?" the seven or eight-year-old child said curiously.

His intuition told him that the copper plate was real, because he had personally identified it when Mr. Liu gave him the copper plate.

"You're not a copper plate." Kitano Myth also quipped.

"Is this copper plate not gold?" the seven or eight-year-old child continued.
Chapter completed!