The feeling of appearing as a saint in front of others for the first time, the needle does not poke...
Jiang Yang let out a breath of relief and slowly fell from the sky.
Bang!
After Jiang Yang landed, he walked a few steps quickly, stepped forward and stepped on the great elder's chest, like stepping on a dead fish on the chopping board. He looked around and said sternly: "In the future, whoever dares to covet me, Qingyuan, again
Look, this is how it ends!"
The whole place was silent!
Breathing is audible.
After a while, Jiang Yang waved his sleeves, not taking away a single cloud.
He put his hands on his hands and walked into his shop. Chu Ling'er quickly followed, her chest rising even higher.
Nothing else, our family is so confident now.
In the shop, Jiang Yanggang sat down.
He noticed that Chu Ling'er was staring at him with burning eyes, feeling like those big meat buns in the cage in the morning.
It seems like he will be eaten by someone in the next second.
"Master..."
"Um?"
"On weekdays, my disciple is in front of the horse and behind the horse, and he has absolutely no different intentions."
"Ling'er, please feel your conscience before you say these words."
"..."
"Master, I have something to ask for."
"explain."
"In the future, if master ascends to immortality, don't forget Ling'er."
Jiang Yang nodded and patted his right shoulder.
Chu Ling'er's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked around behind him and beat his back.
This life is familiar.
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Iron Fist Sect.
The meeting hall.
"Sect Master, Qingyuan Guan must have been frightened out of his wits a long time ago, and the Great Elder will succeed immediately, and the young sect master's great revenge will be avenged..."
Tie Tianyuan, the leader of the Iron Fist Sect, was drinking tea. Hearing this, his hands shook and he glanced at the man... If you can't speak, don't speak.
What does it mean to take revenge? Does that mean taking revenge?
That is to conquer Qingyuan Temple.
Just kill Jiang Yang and kill the person in charge.
Qingyuan Temple naturally falls within the sphere of influence of the Iron Fist Sect.
I remember that the Giant Bear Sect tried to occupy Qingyuan Temple twice, but unexpectedly suffered a setback.
On the other hand, if you look at your own side, you will directly remove the salary from the bottom of the cauldron...
In the future, the Iron Fist Sect occupied one side of Qingyuan Mountain and grew in strength.
Who else dares to look down upon?
Thinking of this, Tie Tianyuan's lips couldn't help but curl up.
In today's world, strength is respected.
Strength = territory, disciple.
Now that we have disciples, who would be dissatisfied with the lack of territory?
Thinking about it this way, drinking this cup of tea makes me feel happy.
Not long after, an outer disciple came in in a hurry.
Before Tie Tianyuan could wait for his report, he stood up and patted his clothes, with a smile on his face: "Quick, please invite our great hero to come in. This sect master will definitely reward you heavily!"
Others in the meeting hall also stood up.
I can't help but feel envious.
After this battle, the Great Elder made great contributions to the Iron Fist Sect.
From now on, no one can shake his position.
"No, no, the sect master... the great elder, he, he is crazy!"
"Please quickly invite the Great Elder to come in." Tie Tianyuan didn't notice what the disciple said at all, he was still immersed in joy.
Suddenly, he was stunned and realized: "You, what did you say?"
"The great elder is crazy!"
Noon.
Some people in the Iron Fist Sect are happy and some are sad!
What makes the other five elders happy is that they have long coveted the position of the great elder.
Now that the great elder has been frightened out of his mind, the candidate has not yet been selected from among the five of them.
What is worrying is that the sect leader Tie Tianyuan and other disciples have not avenged their great revenge, and they have offended a strong man in the divine elixir realm.
As long as Qingyuan Guan is willing, it is hard to say whether the Iron Fist Sect can see the sun tomorrow.
Inside the meeting hall.
The great elder sat slumped at the door with disheveled hair, staring blankly at the door. His crotch was wet and smelled of urine, and he shouted from time to time: "Magic Pill...impossible, hahaha."
Crazy indeed!
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"Miss Xiong is here!"
At the door of the shop, Jiang Yang was enjoying the eldest disciple's shoulder-beating and leg-squeezing.
Suddenly I heard a sharp scream outside.
Within a moment, several people filed in.
I saw four people carrying a wicker chair slowly into the shop. Sitting on the wicker chair was a girl wearing a black tulle skirt, with a thick plush blanket covering her legs. A regular towel was tied on her head.
The woman's hair is not decorated with too many gold hairpins, and is simply decorated with a dark green hairpin.
Even so, it’s hard to conceal his peerless appearance!
One glance and it's hard to forget.
This girl's face is tender and smooth, like mutton-fat jade, and her eyebrows are as dark as the distant mountains. She has the maturity and beauty of a woman all over her body, and she is full of charm with every frown and smile.
If Chu Linger is a loli girl!
Then this person is a mature young woman!
There is a saying that goes well.
When I was young, I didn’t know how good my aunt was, and I mistook the girl for a treasure!
Jiang Yang was excited when he saw it for the first time...
But when he saw her being carried into the house, he was slightly dissatisfied.
Is this the legendary eldest lady disease?
Would you rather be carried than take two steps down to the ground?
If you marry such a woman and come home in the future, you will definitely be a mess.
Jiang Yang instantly lost interest in her.
"What?" Jiang Yang waved his hand, telling Chu Ling'er to stop and look at the woman who broke in.
Xiong Miaoyun, who was sitting on the wicker chair, nodded slightly and introduced himself: "Senior, please bow to me from this young lady... The young lady's surname is Xiong, Xiong Miaoyun!"
While speaking, Xiong Miaoyun suddenly raised his eyes, which was fascinating.
If an ordinary man saw this scene, he would be stunned.
But no one was present.
Jiang Yang didn't catch a cold, but Chu Ling'er only had the wings of his nose.
Sister Xiong, are you trying to seduce the leader?
Oh, right.
Forgot to introduce.
Because he lost the bet, Xiong Da is now the gatekeeper of Qingyuan, and Chu Ling'er is his master.
Accept the bet and admit defeat!
Real men are big bears!
"Sister, what are you doing here?" Xiong Dapi came to Xiong Miaoyun and asked in confusion.
"Why are you here?" Xiong Miaoyun was puzzled when he saw Xiong Da.
Xiong Da scratched his head and told about the bet he made with Chu Ling'er that morning.
Said that he is now the gatekeeper of Qingyuan.
Xiong Miaoyun's handsome face was slightly startled, and then she was overjoyed.
But this joy was well hidden by Xiong Miaoyun, making it difficult for outsiders to detect it.
Here, Xiong Da is talking to Xiong Miaoyun.
Over there, Chu Linger and Jiang Yang were also talking.
Chu Ling'er leaned into Jiang Yang's ear and whispered: "Master, in my humble opinion, this woman most likely has a crush on Master."
Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at Chu Ling'er: "Is it because I accidentally revealed my cultivation level in the divine elixir realm?"
Chu Ling'er nodded and confirmed: "In a place as big as a palm in Juxian Town, Master's divine elixir realm is the object of fawning over many sects. Just watch, there will be more people coming soon."
Jiang Yang nodded and did not deny it.
A person in the divine elixir realm does have this capital.
But then again.
This magical elixir of mine is fake!
Just as the great elder said, some kind of secret method was used to forcibly improve it.
All thanks to those "Words and Laws Suit" talismans given by Zhao Zai.
After all, Jiang Yang is still a genuine pinnacle of Qi refining!
"Master Jiang, Miaoyun came here this time to apologize. The Giant Bear Sect launched a sect challenge to Qingyuan Temple a few days ago... I'm really sorry."
If I had known that Jiang Yang was a divine elixir, I would have launched a sect challenge to Qingyuan Temple!
This Jiang Yang is really a bad old man... very bad... Xiong Miaoyun thought in his heart.
Jiang Yang waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."
"Hey, everyone is here..." Suddenly, a panting middle-aged scribe burst into the shop.
It is Zhao Jun of Shuxian Sect who came late!
Shopkeeper Lao Han was behind the counter, crying.
It’s a scene I haven’t seen in many years, so many big shots came all of a sudden.