As Sun Cong finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and led the three of them up to the fourth floor.
After a few people left, the remaining monks looked at each other one after another. Some of them silently put down the items in the Treasure Pavilion in their hands and walked out of the Treasure Pavilion quickly.
When faced with this situation, the other servants in Zhenbao Pavilion just made a tacit agreement not to stop it.
They knew that from today on, the reputation of Zhenbao Pavilion was over. The disciples of Xuanjian Sect were all coming to visit, and the shop owner would definitely not be able to make things right.
On the fourth floor at this moment, a middle-aged man led three people into a room.
There is an incense burner on a eucalyptus table inside. Something is lit inside, and wisps of white smoke are rising continuously, giving people a quiet and peaceful feeling.
After Su Mu walked into the room, he glanced at the incense burner and didn't say anything. Instead, he sat down with the middle-aged man.
After the middle-aged man ordered the maids of Zhenbao Pavilion to serve each of them a cup of tea, he dismissed the maids and looked at the three of them with a smile.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
"Come, come, come, three fellow Taoists are drinking tea. Unexpectedly, all three of them are disciples of the Xuanjian Sect. This is what caused us to have a misunderstanding. I am here to apologize to the three of you."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he took the first step to pick up the teacup on the side and took a sip to show his sincerity and to show the three of them that there was nothing wrong with the tea.
Su Mu saw this, but did not respond. Instead, he looked at Sun Cong aside.
Sun Cong knew that Su Mu wanted to solve his own affairs.
Sun Cong did not refuse Su Mu's kindness, and instead of drinking tea, he spoke directly.
"Okay, there is no need to do these things, let's talk about the dragon fruit."
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face became a little ugly. He didn't expect that as a god-transformation stage person, he would have given in so much because of his status as a disciple of the three Xuanjian Sect, and Sun Cong would still be so disrespectful.
"No hurry, no rush, I wonder if these three fellow Taoists are disciples of that branch of the Xuanjian Sect?"
"I also have some acquaintances in the Xuanjian Sect. Maybe there is some connection between us, and maybe we can turn our hostility into friendship."
When Sun Cong heard this, he knew what the middle-aged man was planning. He snorted coldly and responded.
"Xuanqi Peak, Wang Cong, why are you asking this?"
When the middle-aged man heard that Sun Cong came from Xuanqi Peak, a smile appeared on his face, and he leaned back. The feeling of winning was back again.
He turned his head and glanced at Su Mu and He Li on the other side, with a look of inquiry in his eyes.
Without waiting for Sun Cong and He Li to speak, Su Mu stood up and handed over their hands.
"Xuanqi Peak Su Zheng, this is my junior brother He Li. The three of us are disciples of Xuanqi Peak."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at the three of them. The worry in his heart had completely disappeared, with a hint of arrogance on his face.
"So he is a disciple of Xuanqi Peak. Have you ever heard of the name Sun Tianchuan?"
Su Mu nodded and replied.
"Of course I know him, he is the elder of my Xuanqi Peak."
The middle-aged man relaxed a little again at this moment. He suddenly stopped when he was about to speak, and then asked Su Mu and He Li with a hint of tentativeness.
"Are these two fellow Taoists true disciples of Xuanqi Peak?"
Su Mu and He Li shook their heads at the same time. They were both true disciples of Xuantian Peak, so it was natural for them to deny it.
When the middle-aged man got the answer, he felt completely relieved, with a trace of disdain on his face and said calmly.
"I see. Now that you know the name Sun Tianchuan, it will be easier to handle."
"My name is Sun Yangwei, and I am the son of Elder Sun. However, because of his lack of talent, he was sent to manage this Treasure Pavilion for the family."
"So, no matter what the purpose of your coming here today is, you should understand how to do it now, right?"
After Sun Yangwei finished speaking, before Su Mu and the others responded, the audience in the live broadcast room started to complain.
"Good guy, Sun is impotent. It seems that Mr. Sun and his son are not getting along well."
"I don't dare to ask for this name if I don't have enough yang energy."
"But this fat man is also named Sun, and Sun Cong is also named Sun. Do you think the two of them are related?"
"A big fat guy and a little fat guy, it's scary to think about it, it's scary to think about it."
Since Sun Cong had changed his appearance, even if the system did not help him restore his appearance, the viewers in the live broadcast room did not realize that Wang Cong was Sun Cong.
But after careful observation, it can still be seen that Sun Cong's face is a little dark at this moment.
After hearing Sun Yangwei's words, he already knew what the other party wanted to do.
He immediately slapped the table next to him, stood up angrily, and said loudly.
"Sun Laosan, that's enough for you. You are a man who is obsessed with incense and soul-enchanting tea. Now you still want to use Elder Sun's name to oppress others. What else do you want to do? What else do you want to do?"
Sun Cong's sudden uproar shocked Sun Yangwei, who was almost lying down. The name Sun Laosan reminded him of some bad things, and his face suddenly darkened.
"Boy, are you allowed to call me this name? I have been so tolerant because you are a disciple of Xuanjian Sect. It is very difficult for me to handle you now."
"For insulting senior, even if I kill you, Xuanjian Sect will have nothing to say."
When Sun Cong heard Sun Yangwei's words, he angrily raised his right hand and pointed at the other person and trembled. He didn't say a word for a long time.
When Sun Yangwei saw Sun Cong's trembling appearance, he thought that the other party was afraid, and immediately showed disdain.
He began to admire his own wit in his heart. There were 40,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and the total was four high-grade spiritual stones.
Although it may not be much for the Xuanjian Sect, for him, an ordinary monk in the God Transformation Stage, it is already quite a lot.
After all, the average spiritual stone in the body of an ordinary monk in the transformation stage probably only has more than twenty high-grade spiritual stones, so he was really reluctant to let Sun Yangwei hand it over.
Now that he has frightened the three boys in front of him, the spiritual stone belongs to him.
As for killing Su Mu and the others, Sun Yangwei never thought that once he did so, not to mention the Xuanjian Sect, even his father Sun Tianchuan would probably not let him go.
It's just a son. For a powerful man in the stage of refining the void, he is dead when he dies.
Su Mu, who was sitting watching the show, slowly stood up after hearing Sun Yangwei's intention to kill the three of him.
"Senior Sun, do you mean to kill the three of us?"
When Sun Yangwei heard this, he snorted coldly and said calmly.
"Humph, I offended my seniors, so what if I kill you?"
Su Mu smiled at this, restored his appearance, and his aura returned to the Nascent Soul stage, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly became excited when they saw this smile.
"Come on, come on, this smile seems to be slapped in the face."
"The ten-year period has come, and we welcome the return of the Dragon King."
"My favorite scene is finally here."
When Sun Yangwei saw Su Mu's improved cultivation and changed appearance, he was also stunned for a moment.
"Little guy, you still have two faces, but do you want to scare me to death with your Nascent Soul stage cultivation?"
When Su Mu heard Sun Yang's words, he slowly shook his head and said coldly.
"Senior Sun, since you thought it was difficult to do it just now, in my opinion, let's not do it."
Before Su Mu finished speaking, a figure wearing a light blue dress appeared in the room, looking at Sun Yangwei who was sitting on the chair with cold eyes.
Sensing the aura of the divine transformation stage exuding from the woman who suddenly appeared, Sun Yangwei immediately stood up on the chair and looked at the woman warily.
Before Sun Yangwei could figure out the current situation, he heard Sun Cong on the side asking Shen Lanbing in despair.
"Please, senior sister, please spare his life. After all, he is my third uncle. I want to take him back and give him to grandpa."
When Shen Lanbing heard Sun Cong's words, he didn't have a chance. Instead, he looked at Su Mu on the other side, with a question in his eyes.
After seeing Su Mu nodding, he flashed his hand and rushed towards Sun Yangwei with his long sword in hand.
Seeing this, Sun Yangwei quickly refused.
"Wait a moment, fellow Taoist, please listen to me..."
Unfortunately, Shen Lanbing didn't hear what he had to say, he had already arrived in front of him and slashed at him with his sword.
Seeing this, Sun Yangwei could only evade quickly. The battle between the two soon shattered the entire fourth floor of the Treasure Pavilion, and the battlefield continued to move upwards.
The huge fighting spiritual pressure of the two people caused the monks around the Treasure Pavilion to flee quickly, fearing that Chi Yu would be harmed.
The entire Bluestone City could feel the fluctuations of the spiritual power of the two fighting in the sky at this moment.
As for Su Mu and the others, they were protected by their own defensive treasures and Yu Kong watched from the sidelines.
In the south of Qingshi City, an elder of the Xuanjian Sect wearing silver clothes was flying towards Yukong. After seeing the three people in Yukong, he flew to the side of Su Mu and the others first.
"Three little guys, do you know what's going on?"
Sun Cong, who was extremely irritable, heard the elder's inquiry, took out a token from his storage bag and handed it to the elder.
"Elder, this is Sun Cong, a true disciple of Xuantian Peak. These two are Su Mu and He Li, true disciples of Xuantian Peak. The woman in the sky is Shen Lanbing, a true disciple of Xuantian Peak."
"The other person is Sun Yangwei, the owner of the Zhenbao Pavilion in the city. He is from my Sun family. We are dealing with some things and have caused you trouble. I hope the elders will forgive me."
"The losses caused to Qingshi City will be compensated one by one. The residual power of the battle will not affect other people in the city. Elders, please rest assured and just wait with us for the end of their battle."
Upon hearing this, the elder in silver robes glanced at the token in his hand and handed it to Sun Cong, nodded and said.
"It doesn't matter. As long as it doesn't cause too much impact, there won't be any problem."
"It just so happens that the disciples stationed in Qingshi City can observe the battle between the two Taoists. It can be regarded as an opportunity for them."
With that said, the silver-robed elder called the other disciples stationed here to watch the battle between Shen Lanbing and Sun Yangwei.
Other people in Qingshi City also followed suit and stopped what they were doing and stopped to watch.
Sun Cong knew that the other party was giving him face, so he immediately bowed to express his gratitude.
The silver-robed elder just smiled slightly at this. In Xuanjian Sect, the status of true disciples is actually higher than that of their silver-robed elders.
After all, they are only at the Divine Transformation stage, and the true disciples all have talents that have a high probability of entering the Void Training stage, so it doesn't matter if they buy one from Sun Cong and others.
Moreover, Sun Cong is not the only true disciple at the moment. Counting Su Mu and the others, there are four of them. The silver-robed elder will naturally not offend him for such a trivial matter.
Therefore, with the tacit approval of the silver-robed elder, no one disturbed the battle between Shen Lanbing and Sun Yangwei.
As time passed, the two had been fighting for a full quarter of an hour, and it seemed that the winner was about to be decided.
Just then, a red escaping light flew quickly from a distance. After Su Mu and others noticed the movement, they all frowned.
The silver-robed elder even used his spiritual sense to explore and go away. After all, using escaping light to cross the city was not allowed.
Then, the silver-robed elder showed doubts.
"Strange, why does this inner sect disciple have so many marks left by the sect's elders on his body?"