In the largest commercial square in Jiangcheng, a row of black cars slowly drove up.
Su Li got off the car and took Ye Qingcheng's hand.
Ye Jiao, Ye Wuchen and Liao Chen followed behind, with faces full of excitement. These three guys had been suffocating at Genting Villa for the past few days, and after finally coming out to relax, of course they wanted to come out and have fun.
"My sister is the best, but my brother-in-law is a bad person!"
Ye Jiao hugged Ye Qingcheng's arm affectionately, forcing Ye Qingcheng and Su Li to separate.
This little girl has been tortured by Su Li in the past two days, and she has resentment in her heart. Su Li smiled helplessly and let Ye Qingcheng and Ye Jiao leave. Several disciples from the Martial Arts Temple followed to protect them.
Safety.
Liao Chen and Ye Wuchen followed Su Li like two bodyguards.
"Master, there are still some things I don't understand about sword moves..."
Liao Chen seemed like a martial arts idiot at the moment. As Su Li's direct disciple, he was naturally taught the moves of Emperor Sword One.
Ever since Liao Chen accepted Su Li's sword move, he has been studying Emperor Sword One. If there is anything he doesn't understand, he will immediately ask.
"Liao Chen, we are here to relax today, so don't be obsessed with martial arts all the time."
Su Li smiled and patted Liao Chen on the shoulder. This guy worked hard and was very talented.
It's just that it's not good to be obsessed with martial arts. If you go too far, it will be troublesome.
"yes……"
Liao Chen nodded helplessly, realizing that he had gone too far.
However, at this moment, Su Li was keenly aware that the largest commercial square seemed to have been cleared. In the past, it was very prosperous, but today, apart from them, there was not a single person to be seen.
"Has this place been cleared?"
Su Li frowned and asked.
"It shouldn't be. Our Martial Arts Temple has never done anything like clearing the place."
Ye Wuchen also said a little strangely.
At that moment, both Liao Chen and Ye Wuchen looked a little wary. The vehicles from the Martial Arts Temple slowly left, and coincidentally, a silver Rolls-Royce Phantom drove towards them not far away.
The car stopped in front of Su Li and others, and a young woman got out of the car.
This woman has an extremely beautiful appearance. She wears a classical robe, covering her figure completely.
But her beautiful appearance was set off to a stunning effect. A pair of starry eyes flickered, looking at Su Li and others with some strange eyes.
"Grandpa, the person you are looking for has appeared."
The woman said with a smile, and a white-haired old man came out of the car.
Su Li's face was expressionless, but his eyes were terrifyingly deep.
There was no spiritual energy fluctuation on the old man's body, but on his old palms, there seemed to be many golden veins looming with his breathing.
On that old face covered with traces of time, hung a pair of cloudy eyes.
This man has gray hair, but his face is red.
The white hair on her head was bound with a gold crown, and a green hairpin was passed through the gold crown to fix her hair. She was wearing a white robe, which made her look full of fairy spirit.
"My little friend is Su Li."
The first thing the old man said when he came down was to Liao Chen.
"Old sir... I am not Su Li, this is my master."
Liao Chen said with some embarrassment.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm old and useless, and I actually mistook all the monsters with my spiritual roots."
The old man laughed and apologized quickly, seemingly without any airs.
Su Li stared at the old man calmly. Ever since the old man got off the car, his attention had been on Su Li, but he deliberately looked at the wrong person.
The meaning is self-evident.
The Tianlinggen can be anyone, not necessarily Su Li. Whoever the old man says is the Tianlinggen.
This is what the old man meant by beating Su Li.
"Old man, I wonder if you are..."
Su Li took a deep breath. In front of this person, he felt a rare sense of oppression.
Nascent Soul!!
This old guy is a Nascent Soul level old monster.
When I met Qing Lingtian at Ye's house before, although Qing Lingtian did not release any coercive power.
But it also gave Su Li a sense of oppression. This was the domineering power inherent in the powerful Nascent Soul.
"I'm from Confucianism, Zhu Laosan."
The old man said with a smile.
When the word Confucianism came out, Liao Chen and Ye Wuchen instantly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Confucianism! The Confucianism of Xiaoqianjie?"
Su Li also frowned, and then slowly breathed a long sigh of relief. As expected, only the masters of the Confucian sect of Xiaoqian Realm could give Su Li such oppression.
If it were anyone else, I'm afraid Su Li wouldn't feel this nervous.
"Haha, yes, I am a member of the Xiaoqianjie Confucian Sect, a true Confucian saint."
"That Mabo you met before is my apprentice."
Zhu Laosan said with a smile. The smile on his face seemed to have some amusement, which made Su Li's forehead suddenly covered with cold sweat.
Su Li was making crazy calculations in his heart. Now that he met Zhu Laosan, he had a slight chance of escaping...
If Liao Chen and Ye Wuchen were to be taken care of, Su Li might not be able to escape at all. If they were not taken care of, the possibility of Su Li's escape would be less than 30%...
Facing a powerful person at the Nascent Soul level, Su Li felt even more pressured.
"It turns out that it's Mr. Zhu and Su Li who have met the Confucian saint."
Su Li bowed his hand respectfully, the mighty martial god, but now faced with the Confucian masters from the Small Thousand Realm, he could only lower his head.
Zhu Laosan seemed to enjoy Su Li's respectful attitude towards him. With the support of the woman, he slowly walked forward.
The woman looked at Su Li curiously, seeming to be very interested in this demon with Tianling roots in the secular world.
"Su Li, follow me."
Zhu Laosan said calmly.
Su Li's face condensed, and then he made a gesture to Ye Wuchen and Liao Chen, telling them to leave first, and took Ye Qingcheng back to the Martial Temple immediately, and then he followed Zhu Laosan.
"Senior, what's the matter?"
Su Li smiled faintly. Since he had already met the Confucian saint, this guy was also Ma Bo's master. It was a blessing, not a curse. Disasters cannot be avoided, and Su Li did not intend to escape.
"Why are you asking me that?"
Zhu Laosan said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do, why can't you come and see you, the heavenly spirit root in the secular world?"
Hearing this, Su Li breathed a sigh of relief temporarily. This Zhu Laosan probably meant no harm.
His disciple Ma Bo's practice of demonic powers has violated Confucian taboos no matter what.
Perhaps Su Li didn't need to take action. Zhu Laosan went out this time just to arrest Ma Bo.
"You have Mabo's aura on you. It seems that he has died in your hands."
Zhu Laosan poked his head forward, sniffed Su Li, and then said with a strange expression.
"Senior, please forgive me. Ma Bo is a man who practices demonic magic and has the intention to harm me, so I can only kill him."