Li Qingyun looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. When the greasy middle-aged man mocked him, he thought he was going to stage a cliché slap-in-the-face plot, but unexpectedly, a bunch of people showed up to help him teach the greasy middle-aged man a lesson.
A meal for adults?
It is impossible to say that he is unhappy. At this time, Li Qingyun secretly said with joy, it seems that this sect leader, a star-level inscription master, is still useful.
"Seniors, please spare your life, if we continue to fight, someone will really die!" Finally, the beaten middle-aged man screamed out and begged for mercy.
Li Qingyun saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly said: "Seniors, please stop quickly. This life will not be counted on you, but I will be angered."
He didn't want to kill anyone here, and there would be a bunch of people looking for revenge at some point, which would be a big trouble.
Sure enough, Li Qingyun's words were useful. The angry Dongzhen Realm elders stopped and threw the middle-aged man with a bruised nose and swollen face in front of Li Qingyun: "Why don't you apologize to Master Qingyun quickly!"
"Ugh...Master Qingyun, I look down on others, I'm sorry..." The middle-aged man never thought that this one-star Taoist level person would be so difficult to offend. What kind of Master Qingyun is he?
Li Qingyun asked: "Which sect are you from?"
The middle-aged man said: "In response to Master Qingyun, I am coming from the Wolf King Pavilion."
Li Qingyun understood: "That's it, you go ahead."
No wonder this man was beaten here for such a long time, and no one said a word. It turns out that he comes from the two-star Taoist level sect Wolf King Xuan. The strongest person in this sect is just a peak Pure Truth Realm.
of monks.
But now, more than a dozen strong men at the peak of the True Peeping Realm or even the Quasi-Senior Realm have appeared. Such power can even wipe out Wolf King Xuan dozens of times. Even if they bully his sect in public, the Palace of Wolf King Xuan
How dare the Lord speak?
Li Qingyun sighed, it seems that the law of the jungle is so naked even in such a glamorous Dharma event.
If the sect is weak, then everyone can bully it, and it is a target for everyone to take advantage of.
"Thank you, Master Qingyun!" When the middle-aged man saw Li Qingyun letting him go, he glanced at Li Qingyun gratefully and ran away as if running away.
Li Qingyun then looked at the dozen or so powerful seniors: "Seniors, Qingyun likes to speak directly, why not speak directly?"
When the old men heard this, they all smiled awkwardly. They took advantage of this monk who could be bullied by everyone, saying that they were doing something for Li Qingyun. In fact, it was just a disguised way to please Li Qingyun. Now that Li Qingyun said what he had to say, they felt a little bit.
Excuse me.
An old man with yellow hair coughed a few times, stood up and said politely: "I have long heard that Master Qingyun is young and talented. He is already a star-level inscription master with a distinguished status at a young age..."
"Although we are old and decrepit, we still want to come and make some friends."
Li Qingyun smiled: "Seniors, if you don't tell me directly, I will leave. A sermon at such a grand event is very precious to the juniors."
With that said, he made a gesture to leave.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute..." The old man with yellow hair hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Li Qingyun.
"Actually, we have something to ask for."
Li Qingyun turned his head and grinned at the yellow-haired old man, showing his white teeth: "Senior, why didn't you tell me earlier that Qingyun is not the kind of person who is difficult to talk to."
Hey, old guy, I knew you were coming to find me for inscriptions.
What are you talking about making friends with? Do you want this sect leader to give you a cheaper price?
Impossible. I, Li Qingyun, am not the kind of person who is easy to talk to. I am market-priced and I am fair-minded.
Xun Liang and Ping An did not understand the subtext between Li Qingyun and these old men. At this time, they only thought that the master was so powerful. Dexian had already been stunned by the prosperity around this event. He was from an ordinary background and never imagined that he
To be able to follow Li Qingyun to such a grand event, he already looked dizzy with happiness.
As for Byron, naturally he was still the expressionless Yazi.
"Alas -" the yellow-haired old man sighed and said to Li Qingyun: "In that case, Master Qingyun, please come with me. The elders of my Haoran Academy are all stationed there, and it is a convenient place to talk."
Li Qingyun raised his eyebrows. It turned out to be someone from Haoran Academy, but then he stood still, motionless:
"Wait a minute...you mean, a dozen of you are all from Haoran Academy?"
The yellow-haired old man said blankly: "Yes."
Li Qingyun: "Okay...well, no wonder all the seniors behave so...consistently."
Haoran Academy is worthy of being the same as the Moro Sect, second only to Qixing Mountain, Tianyin Forest, Qingluan Hall, Xuankong Temple, and the Nine-Star Great Sect in the Hidden Moon Valley. If it is dispatched at will, it can reach the peak of more than a dozen Shattered Realm.
There is also Quasi-Zun, whose strength is truly terrifying.
"Master Qingyun, don't worry. The grand event has just begun, and the preachers are just strong men at the peak of the Shattering Realm. When the grand gathering continues, there will be strong men from the Dao Realm, and only then will it be necessary to listen.
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"Haha... It doesn't matter." Li Qingyun agreed with a smile, but his heart was crazy and distressed. That was the sermon of a master at the peak of the Shattering Realm. Why did it become so worthless in the mouths of these old men?
Thinking of this, Li Qingyun turned around and told Bai Lun: "Brother Bai Lun, you take Xun Liang and others to listen to the sermon first, and I will come later."
Bai Lun nodded and left with Ping An and others. Ping An held Xun Liang's hand and looked back at Li Qingyun reluctantly before leaving.
When the yellow-haired old man heard Bai Lun's name, he knew that he was a disciple of that palace-level power, so he was ready to say hello to this powerful disciple with his eyes. However, he saw that Bai Lun ignored them and turned around.
When I left, I suddenly felt embarrassed.
The yellow-haired old man called himself Meng Haohe, and he was the elder of Haoran Academy. He was in the quasi-reverence realm. Li Qingyun followed Meng Haohe and others all the way to a small dojo where Haoran Academy was located. There were many futons placed here.
At the same time, there are several young disciples who are practicing here with their eyes closed.
Li Qingyun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, because he could feel that these practicing disciples were in a state of enlightenment at this time.
"It's no surprise that Qingyun is so important. The disciples of this sect are in a rare state of enlightenment and cannot greet you." Meng Hao said politely.
"No matter what, we monks still have to put cultivation first." Li Qingyun hurriedly said humbly.
While they were talking, everyone had already reached a sealed barrier.
Li Qingyun looked around. This barrier was airtight and it was a good place to go.
But Meng Haohe's voice made Li Qingyun suddenly stunned:
"Master Qingyun, I came here for a broken holy treasure."
Li Qingyun: "Holy, holy, holy, holy... holy treasure?"