The old Taoist priest was a man who wanted to save face. If he didn't take Ning Beichen back, he would definitely be laughed at by his senior brother, so he grabbed Ning Beichen and planned to take Ning Beichen back by force.
"roll!"
Ning Beichen punched the old Taoist priest, thinking that if he had lived for more than a hundred years, others would let him go.
The old Taoist priest was on a steep staircase going down. He was knocked away by Ning Beichen's punch, and his whole body flew down the stone staircase.
The old Taoist priest panicked, the breath in his body was disordered, and he desperately tried to use his internal energy.
But how could Ning Beichen's attack be so easy to resist? If Ning Beichen still had the cultivation level of a grand master, this old Taoist priest would naturally be able to take over. However, Ning Beichen is not a grand master now, but has the cultivation level of a mortal.
The old Taoist priest fell down a slope more than 200 meters long, almost killing him. It took him a long time to catch his breath. If he hadn't cultivated his physical body, he would have turned into a puddle of mud by now.
"You... what kind of magic did you use on me?"
The old Taoist priest said to Ning Beichenjin in horror.
"I don't know what it means. What I hate the most is you guys who claim to be from a well-known family. If you can't beat others, you just call them evil heretics."
Ning Beichen snorted coldly, and with a flash of his body, he landed in front of him.
"This is no longer the old era. It's not up to you to judge whether it's right or wrong. All the people who are more than a hundred years old have lived like dogs."
After Ning Beichen finished speaking, he slapped him in the face.
There was a sound of "pop!"
Crisp and loud.
The old Taoist priest's cheeks felt burning pain.
The old Taoist priest obviously thought that he could avoid it, but he couldn't and could only be beaten.
"Is it a witchcraft?"
Ning Beichen asked him.
The old Taoist priest was dizzy and before he could answer, Ning Beichen slapped him again and asked.
"Yes or no?"
"No...no."
The old Taoist priest answered hastily.
He was able to live to be more than a hundred years old, not because he was stubborn. If he was really that stubborn, he would have died countless times. Some of those who can live for a long time are not ghosts.
"Go away! If you pester me again, I will let you celebrate Qingming Festival earlier this year."
Ning Beichen said to him.
"Young man, why are you so angry? I don't mean any harm. I just want to invite you to be a guest. Are you so disrespectful to the elderly?"
The old Taoist priest said with a somewhat uneasy expression.
The most important thing is that over the years, no one has dared to scold him in person, let alone scold him, or even say something serious to him.
"If you don't want to live, I will help you!"
Ning Beichen didn't care whether he was an old Taoist priest or how old he was. He had warned him repeatedly and let him know very clearly that he did not have the strength to provoke him.
The old Taoist priest never thought that Ning Beichen really didn't give him any face. When he saw a devastating punch hitting him, he felt the breath of death.
Fear, panic, helplessness, and regret were his current moods. Why did you provoke him by yourself?
It's all because of his bad mouth, the old Taoist priest wants to give himself a slap in the face.
Even though he has lived for more than a hundred years, people who can live for more than a hundred years and still refuse to leave must definitely want to live to be more than 200 years old, or even more.
However, today he committed suicide by himself.
Just when the old Taoist priest was about to return to his hometown, a figure fell in front of the old Taoist priest in time and blocked Ning Beichen's blow for him.
However, he was not having a good time either. He stepped back seven or eight steps until his body hit a big tree behind him. He then opened his mouth and let out a whine, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
The old Taoist priest who had been saved his life suddenly changed his face and hurriedly ran towards the man who was vomiting blood and shouted:
"Senior brother."
At this time, the old Taoist priest really regretted it, and he regretted it so deep in his bones.
If it weren't for him, how could senior brother be injured?
"Okay, one old Taoist priest is not enough, and now there is another one. The more people bully the less people, right? I shouldn't be merciful to you Taoist priests. I shouldn't have let those two bull noses in Huashan go!"
Ning Beichen said angrily.
If it hadn't been for those two stinky Taoist priests, how would he, Ning Beichen, have been in so much trouble?
He would rather Beichen doesn't recruit or offend anyone. He just wants to practice hard and find a way out for himself. What's wrong with him?
"Mr. Ning, please calm down. It's my junior brother's fault. I apologize to you on his behalf."
The person who rescued the old Taoist priest just now was the old Taoist priest's senior brother. He originally thought that there would be no problem in sending his junior brother to invite Ning Beichen to visit and communicate as a guest.
But then I thought of my junior brother's temper and hurriedly chased him, but it was still too late.
He should have thought of the consequences, so he is half responsible.
"Then should you take him away now, or should I give you a ride!"
Ning Beichen said sharply.
He is really not used to these bullshit now, and none of them can speak well.
Every time he comes out, everyone acts like he is the boss and he is the second-in-command. As long as people don't follow his wishes, they will take action. Even the people in the Shenzong Court and the Temple are not as awesome as them!
"Mr. Ning misunderstood, we really have no ill intentions..."
The old Taoist priest's senior brother's internal organs felt like they were being cooked by boiling water. Although he received Ning Beichen's blow, was Ning Beichen's blow so easy to catch?
Ning Beichen's attack was aimed at killing people. Not only did he use all his strength, he used at least 50% of his strength.
"It doesn't matter whether there is a misunderstanding or not. What's important is that I don't like you. If you don't leave, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to go back, so just take care of yourself."
Ning Beichen finally let them go and did not kill them all.
Moreover, the old Taoist priest's senior brother received his blow, and even if he did not die, he would not be able to survive for long.
Unless he can find someone with the strength of a mortal like him to help him force his inner strength out of his body, otherwise, he will never survive.
However, it is not ruled out that there will be some solutions, but this has nothing to do with Ning Beichen, and he doesn't want to care.
After Ning Beichen left here, the old Taoist priest hurriedly helped his senior brother to leave. He was on the verge of crying without tears and felt full of regret in his heart.
"Brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
The old Taoist priest slapped himself hard.
"Junior brother, don't be sad. I was too indulgent to you in the past. In the future, you must remember to be more low-key. Not everyone will let you go."
As the senior Taoist brother spoke, blood was still oozing from the corners of his mouth.
"Senior brother, don't say any more, I'll take you back and treat your injuries."
The old Taoist priest said tremblingly.
But what he didn't expect was that before they could even walk back to their residence, the senior Taoist's injury broke out. The old Taoist priest hurriedly carried his senior brother on his back and used light power to rush back as fast as possible.