In the courtyard, the crowd was slightly commotion.
Mainly meeting Master Qin in the Martial Arts Temple?
The fact that Qin Fan and Lin Xiaoyang deposed Xia Shuangjie is no longer a secret in the imperial capital's martial arts circles and upper circles.
The master of the Martial Arts Temple is the junior disciple of the Three Confucian Masters. Now that he has taken the initiative to make an appointment with Master Qin, he is afraid that there will be excitement again.
"Has the Palace Master finally taken action?"
Ye Ningshuang took a breath of air, and her sad expression immediately turned into excitement.
The master of the palace is an innate monk.
No matter how powerful Master Qin is, he is only a foundation-building monk. How can he face an incomparably powerful innate monk?
If nothing else, Confucianism’s liquidation of Master Qin will begin.
"The master of the Wang Chuan Dao Palace is an innate monk, and the three Confucian deities are also innate monks. Qin Fan, you are a foundation-building monk, what can you do to fight with the innate monks?"
Ye Ningshuang snorted in her heart, as if she had foreseen that Qin Fan would surrender in front of Confucianism and kneel down to beg for mercy.
Qin Fan also frowned slightly. He had already heard that the person who named him was an innate monk, and immediately looked at Zhou Ziheng: "Master Zhou, who is the person who spoke?"
Zhou Ziheng's face was full of fear and he said: "The Lord of the Martial Arts Temple, Wang Chuan Dao."
At this time, Lin Xiaoyang also woke up, ended the retreat, and said to Qin Fan in a low voice: "Qin Fan, this King is very powerful, it is best not to see him for the time being."
Later, she told Qin Fan in detail about the strength of Wang Chuandao and Confucianism.
The three Confucian deities are the top beings among the older generation. They claim to read the books of sages and cultivate righteousness, and they are all very important beings in the world of cultivation.
Although Wang Chuandao's strength is not as good as the three Confucian deities, he is still an innate monk.
Lin Xiaoyang was worried that Qin Fan might not have fully recovered after the battle with the Phoenix Blood Goddess. If Wang Chuandao attacked, tonight would be dangerous.
After hearing this, Qin Fan smiled lightly: "Since Wang Chuandao wants to see me, if I don't see him, wouldn't it be a loss of face?"
After speaking, Qin Fan said to Li Taishan: "Senior, please lead the way."
Li Taishan nodded: "Follow me, old man."
The group immediately walked into the depths of the Martial Temple.
The people behind him also followed, and together they came to a magnificent hall.
This hall has a total of two floors, is twenty meters high, and covers an area as large as a basketball stadium. It feels so oppressive that most people who come to the square in front of the hall hold their breath, for fear of offending the people in the hall.
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Li Taishan, Zhou Ziheng, Ye Zhixuan, Qin Fan, Lin Xiaoyang and others did not stop here, but walked into the main hall together.
Ye Zhixuan hesitated for a moment and took Ye Ningshuang with him.
Inside the main hall, there are carved beams and painted pillars, which are solemn and majestic. When people walk into it, they feel insignificant.
The huge dragon pillar requires two adults to hold it.
At the end of the hall, three old men were lined up and had been waiting for a long time.
Qin Fan looked around and found that the cultivation levels of these three old men were all unmatched. The two old men on the left and right were both half-step innate beings.
The old man in the middle has white hair and a childish face, an elegant and steady temperament, and his cultivation is at the early stage of innate cultivation!
He was standing there, and although there was no spotlight, a majestic aura descended from the sky and enveloped his whole body, as if luck had come to him, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.
This is the second innate monk Qin Fan has seen after his rebirth, besides the Phoenix Blood Goddess.
This old man should undoubtedly be Wang Chuandao, the master of the Martial Arts Temple.
Qin Fan looked at Wang Chuandao, and Wang Chuandao's eyes were also locked on Qin Fan. The two looked at each other from a distance!
Qin Fan's eyes were as calm as water.
Wang Chuandao's eyes were full of compassion, and he looked at Qin Fan with a look of pity.
Of course, the two sides are not simply looking at each other, but are secretly competing.
boom!
Wang Chuandao's spiritual consciousness turned into an invisible ruler and hit Qin Fan on the head.
This ruler is two meters long, carrying a vast disciplinary majesty!
Qin Fan didn't change his expression, but he wanted to suppress him with a spiritual ruler?
I saw him take a step forward, and a golden sword flew out of his eyes. It was the God-Slaying Sword Pupil, striking at the ruler.
boom!
A loud noise suddenly erupted in the void in front of Qin Fan, and a terrifying flow of consciousness erupted, penetrating half of the hall, but the area behind Qin Fan was not affected.
Facing the impact of the turbulent flow of spiritual consciousness, Wang Chuandao remained motionless, while the two people around him retreated continuously and almost fell down. Their expressions were frightened and silent.
When Li Taishan saw this movement, he realized that Qin Fan and Wang Chuandao were secretly competing with each other.
He quickly looked at Zhou Ziheng: "Xiao Zhou, who is strong and who is weak?"
Zhou Ziheng looked solemn: "We are evenly matched."
Hearing this, Li Taishan was shocked.
Qin Fan is just a young man, but he is evenly matched with Wang Chuandao in a duel?
This boy is truly a man of great talent.
Ye Ningshuang gritted her teeth secretly, is Master Qin so strong? He can withstand even the power of the innate monks?
Lin Xiaoyang felt mixed joy and sorrow. She knew that Qin Fan was injured and might not be afraid of Wang Chuan Dao if he competed with his spiritual consciousness.
But if there is a competition in mana, Wang Chuandao will definitely beat Qin Fan.
Qin Fan looked at Wang Chuanzhen with a stern look and said: "The master of the Martial Temple comes from Confucianism. Is this your Confucian way of hospitality?"
Wang Chuandao's eyes were neither sad nor happy, and he said calmly: "Master Qin, do you know that Xia Shuangjie is a genius that I have only seen in Confucianism for a hundred years!"
"If you destroy him, you will end my luck in Confucianism."
"You asked Lin Xiaoyang to dethrone my most proud disciple of Confucianism, so what if you take a bite out of me?"
Qin Fan looked indifferently and said tit for tat: "You call yourself Confucianism. A gentleman will not take away others' love."
"But my sister doesn't like Xia Shuangjie, but Xia Shuangjie stalks her, so what does this mean?"
"If I don't kill him, I will be showing you the greatest favor of Confucianism."
Wang Chuandao also said righteously: "I, Confucianism, have already investigated and found that Xia Shuangjie was not at fault. He treated your sister with courtesy and never acted excessively."
"As the saying goes, a gentleman chooses the right way."
"Why are you stalking me so much?"
Qin Fan's voice was resounding: "Xia Shuangjie said that he would make me unable to speak forever."
"I will never be able to leave the Imperial Capital."
"Let me not see the sun tomorrow."
"Does Master Wang know?"
Hearing this, the expressions of Zhou Ziheng, Ye Zhixuan, Li Taishan, Wang Chuandao and others all changed.
Xia Shuangjie actually threatened Master Qin?
Wang Chuandao said in a deep voice: "Shuangjie did say this, but it was just his angry words and cannot be taken seriously."
"Master Qin, you must give an explanation to Shuangjie, me, and Confucianism today."
"Otherwise, how can I lose my reputation as a Confucian?"
Lin Xiaoyang laughed angrily. This Wang Chuandao was so shameless. Xia Shuangjie's threat was dismissed by him in an understatement.
Qin Fan shook his head and asked with a sneer: "An explanation? What explanation do you Confucians want?"
Wang Chuandao's eyes suddenly turned to Lin Xiaoyang and said coldly: "Master Qin, it was not you, Master Qin, who destroyed Shuangjie, but Lin Xiaoyang."
"Not only did she cripple Shuang Jie's cultivation, she also broke his arm."
"We in Confucianism are willing to give in, but Lin Xiaoyang must pay the same price!"
Wang Chuandao had already investigated Lin Xiaoyang's details before today.
Although she was born in the Imperial Capital, she went south a few months ago and formed an indissoluble bond with Fenghuang Mountain, and she already lives in Fenghuang Mountain.
Lin Xiaoyang was vigorously cultivated by Master Qin in Phoenix Mountain, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. He has become a core figure in Phoenix Mountain and one of Master Qin's most trusted people.
There are even rumors that Lin Xiaoyang is Master Qin's plaything and he is very fond of him.
Wang Chuandao believed that as long as Lin Xiaoyang was operated on, Master Qin would definitely give in and make compensation.
The compensation that Confucianism wants is also very simple, that is, spiritual liquid.
When Lin Xiaoyang heard this, he couldn't help but sneered: "Palace Master, I wonder if you have heard this sentence?"
"The butt determines the head."
"Xia Shuangjie bullies Master Qin and threatens Master Qin. Is he right? It's natural for me to protect Master Qin."
Wang Chuandao's face froze and he scolded: "Lin Xiaoyang, why are you talking? This is the center of the Martial Arts Temple. Do you still have rules in your eyes?"
"If you hadn't been favored by Master Qin, why would I need to take care of Master Qin's face if I were to hold you accountable today?"
Lin Xiaoyang secretly gritted his teeth and was filled with anger, not knowing what to say.
Wang Chuandao looked at Qin Fan again: "Master Qin, I just ask you, are you willing to let Lin Xiaoyang suffer equally?"
"The master of this palace has said something ugly before. I have many Confucian disciples all over the world. After knowing that the chief was deposed by Lin Xiaoyang, all of them were furious."
"If Lin Xiaoyang does not pay the price, I am afraid that the anger of my Confucian religion will be difficult to quell. In the future, the disciples of the religion may make excessive actions and hurt Phoenix Mountain, and everyone will have a hard time by then."
"Secondly, the strength of my three Confucian brothers is already high. The two heroes are their beloved disciples. If you don't get an explanation, I'm afraid you will lose your mind and do some crazy things. You will regret it when the time comes.
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There is no difference between these words and threats, but they are not stated clearly.
Moreover, Wang Chuandao knew that Qin Fan would definitely not let go of Lin Xiaoyang, so he said this in order to make Qin Fan retreat.
When Lin Xiaoyang heard Wang Chuandao's words, he immediately became nervous and looked straight at Qin Fan.
Now that Qin Fan's strength is damaged, he wonders if he will abandon his troops to save his chariot and hand her over?
After all, Confucianism has put the three Confucian figures on the table to threaten Qin Fan, and Qin Fan has not fully recovered from her injuries. If he wants to save her, he definitely does not have the strength, so he can only cut off her flesh to compensate Confucianism.
She didn't know how high her status was in this man's heart, and whether it was worth it for her to cut him off?
Although she knew that this man was very defensive, she didn't know if she was his weakness?
Qin Fan looked at Wang Chuanda calmly and said: "What kind of compensation does Confucianism want?"
He had already felt that Wang Chuandao was not interested in drinking, and was hinting at him to make amends.
He also wanted to know what Confucianism wanted.
The excitement in Wang Chuandao's eyes flashed, and he immediately said seriously: "We Confucians are also reasonable and will not force others to do anything."
"Confucianism has placed high hopes on cultivating Xia Shuangjie and spent a lot of effort, so Phoenix Mountain needs to compensate Confucianism for the losses, ten thousand drops of spiritual liquid a year, for a total of twenty years."
Lin Xiaoyang was shocked and furious: "Palace Master, a mere Xia Shuangjie, you want Phoenix Mountain to compensate for twenty years, how shameless are you?"
Wang Chuandao shouted: "Xia Shuangjie is the direct descendant of the three Confucian deities. The future successor of Confucianism is a rare one in a hundred years. He is priceless. One hundred thousand drops of spiritual fluid is nothing, right?"
After a pause, Wang Chuandao said to Qin Fan again: "Master Qin, this is the compensation clause of Confucianism."
"If you are dissatisfied and do not agree, the three Confucian deities will definitely go to Phoenix Mountain in person to discuss with you personally."
"By then, I'm afraid it won't be a twenty-year agreement, but maybe one hundred or two hundred years."