Next to the white-robed and jade-faced young master, there were two old men with profound auras. The one on the left was dressed in black panties, his face was old, and his eyes were already a little cloudy.
There is an old man on the right, dressed in gray, although his hair is all gray, but his face is red and he is very energetic.
Listening to the voice of the jade-faced young master, Mr. Wang, who was wearing gray robe, frowned threateningly, but did not say anything more. Although this was too arrogant, since he had already said it, it was not easy for him to reprimand him.
Their family is very powerful. Although it is not a sect power, it is entrenched in one place, has strong financial resources, and has good relations with various forces.
This time, my young master's strength has broken through the Golden Core realm. He needs to stabilize his realm while also sharpening his kendo, so he chose to come to Qingzhou. After all, Qingzhou is the best place for kendo.
The family had taken great pains to train the young master in the art of swordsmanship, so they sent so many people to protect him.
This is also why the gap between some monks and monks is already lost at the starting line. After all, some casual cultivators have to work hard for resources, while some monks have no worries about food and clothing since they are born, and don't even worry about cultivation.
, everything has been arranged.
However, after hesitating for a while, Mr. Wang still felt that he should be reasonable. After all, he was someone who had been there.
"Ziheng, you can't say too much, but no matter what, after all, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."
In this regard, the white-robed and jade-faced young man Wang Ziheng did not take it to heart, and said in a somewhat disdainful tone, "No matter how powerful you are, you are not as powerful as Grandpa Wang. I learned almost all my swordsmanship from you."
After a pause, Wang Ziheng continued, "And there are so many masters in the family, which one is missing?"
After finishing speaking, Wang Ziheng still curled his lips. After all, in his opinion, the monks in his family were the most powerful.
Several people had been talking, and the waiter who came to serve tea and pour wine changed slightly after hearing these words.
Although this waiter does things that servants do, he is still a monk after all. Even if his qualifications are not good and he has few resources, he is still from Qingzhou and has the integrity of Qingzhou monks.
"Bang."
Although the waiter had noticed that these outside monks had strong auras and were not ordinary people, there was no fear on their faces.
Holding a jar of spiritual wine that he was about to serve to them, he snapped it with a very bad attitude.
The sound was not loud, but not too quiet either. It could be heard by the entire floor. The waiter's actions shocked the people at the table, and they still didn't come back to their senses for a long time. After all, they had never been treated like this before.
Especially after Wang Ziheng reacted, his expression immediately became unhappy. Just when he was about to lose his temper, the waiter took the lead and spoke in a deep voice.
"We have so many sword immortals in Qingzhou, and many of them are even famous. I'm afraid it's not your outside monks' turn to insult and brag."
The waiter looked excited and cursed directly. Even though the two sides were in different realms, there was a pride on his face that could only belong to Qingzhou monks.
Although the monks in Qingzhou cannot hold their heads high in front of the Sword Immortal, outside, the monks in Qingzhou all have their own arrogance, and the monks in Qingzhou are absolutely united when facing the outside world.
Before, the movement on the wine table could only be heard by people on the first floor, but as the waiter cursed loudly, almost the entire third and fourth floors of the restaurant could hear it clearly.
As for Wang Ziheng, who had been pampered since he was a child, he had never been so angry. Even though he was just a waiter, he still didn't let it go. He slapped the table and stood up.
Then he grabbed the waiter's clothes and said angrily, "I don't care who you are acting wild and say what happened to you. Even if I say what happened to you Qingzhou, I don't care what you look like. It's just you."
So I think the moral character of your Qingzhou monks is not much better."
As Wang Ziheng became angry, the conflict between the two sides seemed to be completely amplified. The commotion was so loud that many monks around him were attracted and came up to watch.
"fart!"
Although the waiter was being pulled, his face was red and his neck was thick, but he still spoke harshly and refused to give in, and he still did not flinch when facing Wang Ziheng.
After a few words, almost all the monks around him understood what happened, so many monks in Qingzhou were filled with indignation.
There was a lot of discussion around them, but monks like Ye Han and Haitang, who were also from other places, remained even more silent. After all, if there was a dispute later, they would want to stay far away.
Perhaps seeing the people around him gathering and pointing at them, Wang Ziheng felt like he was being played with and watched like a monkey.
"Bang."
Under the atmosphere, Wang Ziheng directly kicked out fiercely, and the waiter flew out immediately. This kick hit the stomach. Fortunately, Wang Ziheng did not have murderous intentions, but even so, the gap between the two sides was so big, the waiter
His breath suddenly became dull.
This move of Wang Ziheng completely angered many monks in Qingzhou around him, especially the owner of the restaurant, a middle-aged fat man, whose chest heaved slightly with anger.
His own cultivation level was not very high, but in anger, he shouted loudly, "Kill people, foreign monks are lawless, saying that we Qingzhou monks have no one to help them."
The sharp sound resounded all around, and the movement was very loud. In addition, Qingxia Pass was already a lively place with many figures. There were also many advanced monks with interests from various forces in charge, so they naturally noticed it one after another.
Suddenly, a dense aura surged around him, which made Mr. Wang's expression change. At the same time, he also looked a little surprised. He did not expect such a change to occur.
Although these people did not pose any threat to him, after all, their large number prevented the trouble from getting worse. At that moment, Mr. Wang directly whispered, "Let's go."
Although Wang Ziheng was still a little angry, he still had a sense of proportion in the face of major issues of right and wrong, so he didn't say much.
The group of people quickly left the restaurant, but the restaurant owner showed no sign of trying to settle the matter and continued shouting at the top of his voice, "Those are the people who beat people and call us Qingzhou sword cultivators trash."
As soon as he said these words, it was like a stone being thrown into the water, causing huge waves, which immediately angered many Qingzhou monks around him.
"Hmph, there is no sense in hitting someone and trying to run away. Since the Qingzhou sword cultivator is rubbish, let me show you how powerful this Qingzhou sword cultivator is."
A group of young people around them were also indignant and shouted loudly. After speaking, they took the lead and took action. The sword energy filled the air and enveloped the group of seven people.
Mr. Wang's expression changed slightly. After all, he was in trouble again and again, and he was a little angry. Seeing that the low-level sword cultivator dared to take action, he waved his sleeve casually, and all the sword energy was shattered.
, and severely injured the young swordsman.
This time, the pot finally exploded, and someone took the lead, so naturally many other monks also drew their swords.
For a moment, the scene was very spectacular, with sword energy of almost all colors filling the air, criss-crossing, and directly bombarding the seven people.
At this time, even Wang Ziheng became a little dumbfounded. After all, he didn't expect such a change to happen just because of a few quarrels.
And Mr. Wang is obviously the one in charge of this business. After all, if there is real danger, he can naturally make the decision.
Seeing that the situation around him was getting worse and worse, Mr. Wang looked uncertain, but facing the numerous sword energies around him, he couldn't care less.
His own aura filled the air directly, and the terrifying aura was released. He could see the aura of the god-transformation realm at a glance, and his sleeves and robes danced, releasing a wisp of cyan aura, shattering all the sword energy.
Fortunately, he acted in a measured manner. After all, he had no killing intent. Otherwise, if someone died, things would probably get even bigger today. At this moment, he just wanted to calm down the trouble and leave safely. After all, if he had to be tough, he could also fight his way out, as long as
However, he wanted to be gentle and did not want to intensify the conflict.
However, if the monks in Qingzhou were afraid, they would not have that kind of atmosphere. The more Wang Lao was like this, the angrier the monks around him became, and there were more and more of them, and in the end there were many advanced monks among them.
Wang Ziheng was like a hornet's nest. Looking at the dense crowd of figures, Mr. Wang couldn't help but have a headache.
This time, in addition to him, a monk in the realm of gods, there were also five Nascent Souls. This lineup was enough to sweep away most of the forces, and the few of them were just to protect Wang Ziheng's safety.
"Protect the young master, let's go directly."
At that moment, Mr. Wang said in a deep voice that he did not want to continue to quarrel with these monks. After all, it would be endless if he continued.
After the words fell, several rays of sword light filled the air. Mr. Yang, who had been silent all this time, directly pulled Wang Ziheng, and then the sword light passed by and left, and several people around him immediately followed.
With this kind of lineup, if you are determined to leave, no one can stop you.
However, the auras of these people were too terrifying, which naturally alarmed many senior Qingzhou monks here. Several figures suddenly appeared in the void, and they glanced at the place where the sword lights were flowing.
There were three figures, two men and one woman. The woman was wearing a gauze skirt, but her face was fierce, and she snorted softly, "A sword cultivator in the realm of gods has come to our Qingzhou. If you don't go and meet, you will really think that there is no one in our Qingzhou."
After the words fell, the silhouettes of the three people became clear, and the sword light also dispersed. Things seemed to become lively at once, and some monks around were also afraid that the world would not be in chaos. Even if their cultivation was not enough, they could only make up the numbers.
The densely packed figures followed with flying swords, like a swarm of locusts, and wherever they passed, there were many monks joining them.
The scene was so spectacular that Ye Han and Haitang were stunned. There were indeed so many sword immortals in Qingzhou, and this was just the tip of the iceberg.
At the same time, Ye Han was a little gloating about his misfortune. Those few people deserved the arrogance, thinking that monks with the realm of transformation into gods would be in trouble. This was considered a big trouble. Not to mention practicing in Qingzhou, I'm afraid it would be good if they could escape unscathed.
In the blink of an eye, the place became deserted. After the excitement, Ye Han and Haitang seemed to be fine.
However, through this incident, Ye Han also became a little alert. After all, the trip to Qingzhou had to be more low-key.
Thinking of this, Ye Han felt a little emotional, "The old saying is true, there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are people beyond the mountains. No matter what you do, it is better to restrain your temper."
Haitang smiled, after all, it was funny to think about how he was about to run away from the state of becoming a god just now.
Then she said, "That guy said too much, but this way he became famous. After all, that's what experience should be like. If you do, leave your name everywhere."