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Chapter 2 I don't know how to practice, but don't force me to fight

Jiang Chou's expression changed slightly when he saw the faint light surging in the fat man's palm.

The other party is obviously a practitioner in the realm of Qi refining!

Judging from the fact that the other party is about the same age as myself, he is worthy of being a disciple of Zhongtong Sect. His talent is so high that he is definitely not comparable to me, who is mediocre.

Jiang Chou felt that he would definitely not be able to dodge this slap, so why not close the door to block it?

Jiang Chou glanced at the decent mahogany door, and after thinking about it, he still didn't want to give it up. Moreover, he always felt that the door might not be able to block the other party. Not only would he be injured, but the door would also be broken, which would be uneconomical!

With this interruption, it was too late to think of countermeasures.

Subconsciously, Jiang Chou raised his right hand slightly to protect his chest, and his eyes narrowed and became narrower!

In the end, only the morning light shining on the mountain daisy in the distance was left in the pupils!

"boom!"

There was a dull loud noise, and the world seemed to freeze.

The thin man in the middle originally had a hint of disdainful ridicule on his lips. Although his fat junior brother was a bit harsher, the opponent was just a little Taoist priest from a small Taoist temple. The master was still dead, so how could he cause any trouble?

As for being injured, that's not what he cares about at all.

If you give this little Taoist priest some suffering first, you may be able to complete your task more easily.

However, there was only a "bang" sound, and the originally small pupils on the thin man's face suddenly dilated, followed by fear and shock!

The next moment, the fat on the fat man's body, which weighed more than three hundred kilograms, shook like ocean waves, and he flew backwards with a "boom".

It looked like a rubber ball all the way down the mountain road.

"Second brother!"

The fat man on the right exclaimed, his eyes were about to burst, and without saying a word he kicked Jiang Chou!

It's just that his mellow body made a short kick, which looked very funny.

"careful!"

The moment the fat man on the right took action, the thin man secretly thought something was wrong and hurriedly spoke to warn him, but he was still a step too slow.

Then, there was another "bang".

On the rugged mountain road filled with morning light, one ball chased another ball down the mountain quickly.



It was a little quiet at the entrance of Xiaoqingguan.

"Hey, where are the people?"

After a long while, Jiang Chou put down his right hand and looked a little strange when he saw that only the thin man was left in front of him.

Thinking about the palms and kicks that had just attacked me, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

If their strength were a hundred times stronger, their arms would probably feel a little painful.

Too dangerous.

However, aren't these two practitioners who have already refined their qi? Why do they feel a little weak?

Give yourself up?

It's possible, after all, I am only slightly better than ordinary people. If they had used their real skills, I would definitely be lying on the ground now.

"You...you dare to hit my Zhongtong sect disciple?"

The thin Taoist priest came to his senses, took two steps back, and pointed at Jiang Chou tremblingly, his face full of fear and disbelief.

"Don't you know that our Zhongtong Sect is the superior sect of your Xiao Qingguan?!"

"The following guilty!"

"You are asking for death!"

Jiang Chou frowned when he heard this.

Since there are superiors and subordinates between sects, there must be a division of power.

Although there is a "Zong Affiliation Contract" between the Huang Kingdom and the sect, in actual implementation, the subordinate sect has almost all rights!

In addition to absorbing offerings from subordinate sects, superior sects also have a series of priority and appointment rights. Even in some powerful superior sects, the management rights of subordinate sects are also controlled by the superior sects.

The elder sect leaders of the affiliated sects are just slaves and puppets.

The life and death of the subordinate sect sometimes only depends on the thoughts of the superior sect.

In the end, all the affiliated sects can own is the ownership of the land and buildings where the sect is located.

This is also the last fig leaf for this abnormal relationship.

In other words, Xiaoqingguan has no power to resist against Zhongtongmen. Even if Zhongtongmen now sends people to directly occupy Xiaoqingguan, as long as he does not drive Jiang Chou away, Jiang Chou will not be able to appeal.

Even "Contract" will favor Zhongtong Sect.

"Zhongtong Sect...what's going on?" Jiang Chou was now sure that the visitor was evil, and he stared at the thin Taoist priest with a solemn expression and asked slowly.

If possible, he didn't want to offend Zhongtongmen.

When the thin Taoist priest saw Jiang Chou's appearance, he thought he was finally scared. He felt confident and confirmed again that Jiang Chou did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations. He couldn't help but pull out a contract from his arms and threw it in Jiang Chou's face.

.

He sneered and said: "Take a closer look. We know that your master is dead, so we specially sent me to help you. I advise you not to drink wine as a penalty!"

Jiang Chou took the paper and glanced up and down.

The fingers holding the edge of the paper suddenly tightened their grip.

The contract stated that the owner of Xiaoqingguan passed away, and Jiang Chou was still young and might not be able to support himself alone. Zhongtongmen, out of friendship between the two families, was willing to buy the Xiaoqingguan land deed for one thousand taels of silver so that Jiang Chou could live on his own.

The contract has been approved by the local county government in Qinghe County, and the vermilion seal is extremely dazzling on the white paper.

"One thousand taels of silver is enough for you to live in Qinghe County for a lifetime."

"Hurry and get the land deed and move out tonight!"

"What is a waste with no cultivation qualifications doing occupying such a Taoist temple?"

The thin Taoist priest looked at Jiang Chou and said disdainfully.

At this time, he already felt that Jiang Chou did not dare to resist him. The two fat men just now must have been poor in their studies and their spiritual power was not functioning properly. After all, those two people had only reached the first level of Qi refining two days ago.

, it’s normal to have unstable luck.

He, Yang Ke, is a third-level Qi Refiner and an inner disciple of the Zhongtong Sect, and would never make such a stupid mistake.

"One thousand taels..." In the gloomy eyes of the thin Taoist priest, Jiang Chou slowly raised his head and said slowly, "The land deed of Xiaoqingguan includes the entire Xiaoqing Mountain, and ten thousand taels is not enough to buy it."

Although Xiaoqingguan is dilapidated and Xiaoqingshan is small, when it comes to land, nothing is cheap.

The land deed is the only thing that Xiao Qingguan finally owns.

"What's the difference between this and robbery?" Jiang Chou said.

The thin Taoist priest Yang Ke looked at Jiang Chou as if he had heard some big joke. He spread out his hands and shrugged, jokingly saying: "Is it important? The important thing is, besides accepting it, do you still want to resist?"

Jiang Chou was silent.

Resistance?

I can't beat him.



Yang Ke walked into Xiaoqingguan, patrolled the main hall for a week, pointed to a pile of candles piled as high as a person in the corner, and asked strangely: "So many candles?"

Even if Xiaoqing Temple is a Taoist temple, it doesn't need so many candles.

"This amount is only enough to last ten years. Where is the excess?" Jiang Chou looked at the candles and thought of the tens of thousands of paper money stored in the backyard. He thought that he had just saved enough paper money to last a lifetime, and he was about to move out.

?

"Okay, I just want to bring some back for use." Yang Ke said, grabbing two handfuls of candles and stuffing them into his robe, and walked towards the backyard with his hands clasped behind his back.

Jiang Chou looked at Yang Ke's back, his breathing suddenly stagnated, and his eyes slowly narrowed.

"Why do you still have so much paper money? It's very annoying to put it away, okay?"

Yang Ke kicked the pile of paper money, and instantly paper money flew all over the sky, filling the entire backyard in the morning light.

He stepped directly into the ancestral hall without even looking at it.

Jiang Chou's eyes twitched, he took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart, went to the courtyard to get a broom and dustpan, and started collecting paper money.

"Click"

Something was thrown out of the ancestral hall and landed at Jiang Chou's feet.

It is a wooden sign with the words "the position of the first teacher" written on it.

Yang Ke clapped his hands and walked out of the ancestral hall. He squinted at the rising sun on the horizon. Without looking at Jiang Chou, he said casually: "Throw away the paper money quickly or burn it."

"And this tablet should be taken away quickly. It looks really unlucky."

After waiting for a while, Jiang Chou didn't answer. A look of anger appeared on Yang Ke's face, and he strode over to Jiang Chou, who was standing there blankly holding a broom.

He stepped on the wooden sign.

"I'm talking to you! What do you mean, pretending to be deaf, right?"

"You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? You..."

"I really don't seem to know how to practice."

Jiang Chou suddenly spoke, his voice low and slow, as calm as a river at dusk.

"If you know you are a waste, hurry up..."

"But even mortals will fight when pressed, right?" Jiang Chou said softly.

"What do you mean?"

Just as Yang Ke was about to say something, he felt an unprecedented fear and danger envelope his heart.

He stared at the face of the young man in front of him who suddenly raised his head, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

Danger!



Jiang Chou waved.

The broom in his hand swept towards Yang Ke's disgusting face!

For a moment, Yang Ke seemed to see the violent spiritual energy flowing like a river!

What……?

Wait...wait a minute, this seems different from what I thought...

How could you...

ah!

Is there any use for me to admit my mistake now...

The answer is yes.

Yang Ke's figure was annihilated the moment it was touched by the spiritual energy.
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