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Chapter 939: Beaten

As the chief steward of the Zhenbao Pavilion, Sun Er knew many powerful people from the Demon Slayer Sect by heart. The Zhenbao Pavilion was opened at the foot of the Demon Slayer Mountain, and to receive the protection of the Demon Slayer Sect, one must be sensible.

If the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect come to purchase items, the Treasure Pavilion will usually accept less or even no money from the Demon Slayer Sect disciples for the elixir.

There are very few disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect who like to take advantage of others, and they are even more incapable of messing around and taking away mortal or even mysterious weapons from the Treasure Pavilion by force.

Mortal weapons, especially those of perfect grade, are only one step away from becoming mystical weapons. If they are nurtured by practitioners for ten or eight years, and then the formation dharma and scriptures are inscribed, the mortal weapons can become mystical weapons.

device.

Moreover, if a mortal weapon is developed into a mysterious weapon by Wen from the beginning, it can be improved again and even have a chance to become a spiritual weapon.

Many disciples of large sects who have no money to buy mystical weapons will buy this perfect mortal weapon, because the refining materials of this mortal weapon are no different from the refining materials of mystical weapons, except that the magic circle and the Tao

There is a difference between the description of the text and the special treatment by the masters of weapon refining. Only ordinary weapons can become mysterious weapons.

Sun Er, the chief steward of Zhenbao Pavilion, thought that Su Zhao was here to select mortal weapons for his disciples. The mortal weapons were not only reasonably priced, but also had the potential to be improved. Compared with ordinary mysterious weapons, this kind of perfect mortal weapons were more valuable.

People pay attention.

If you choose the perfect mortal weapon, you will not be ridiculed by others. Instead, you may be regarded by others as a diligent practitioner.

Sun Er led Su Zhao and others into the middle room. The room was very large, and there was a small formation inside. Without the Dao Seal Technique to activate the formation, the only way was to force their way in and destroy the entire treasure building.

Not many people dare to act like this under the Demon Slayer Mountain. After all, this is where the Demon Slayer Sect is located, and no one wants to offend the Demon Slayer Sect.

Sun Er formed a seal with his hands, and a small Taoist seal with ingot patterns appeared inside the Bagua pattern. The Taoist Seal was printed on the large formation. The large formation slowly opened, and the light beam inside flashed past.

"I've kept these distinguished guests waiting for a long time, so please take a seat inside!" Sun Er smiled and greeted Su Zhao and others respectfully.

The room was very large, at least ten feet in diameter. It was just a hall, but there seemed to be rooms inside.

Sun Er said: "Please take your seats, some distinguished guests, and I will have someone serve some good tea to them."

After the four of them, Mei Fang, Fang Zi, Xiao Xiao, and Xiao Jiu, came in, they stared at the dozen colorful neon clothes hanging on one wall.

Although Su Zhao didn't understand the materials and weaving methods of clothes, he could still see the preciousness of the dozen or so clothes on the opposite wall.

Lin Zhu is well-informed and has a lot of money. Although she is curious about this kind of colorful clothes, she is not like the four of them and can't take her eyes away.

Although there are not many clothes, only a dozen pieces, each one is a treasure. Each piece has a different style, there is a long colorful coat with the center aligned, and a long colorful skirt with the placket facing right. You can't see where the buttons are.

I can't find the sleeves of my coat.

Each piece is made with painstaking efforts by craftsmen. No matter what kind of woman she is, as long as she has never seen a colorful feather coat, she may really have to stare at it several times before she can divert her attention.

Don't blame other desires, it's just because this thing is so magical that it makes people feel the desire in their hearts.

Lin Zhu said: "This dress is really beautiful. I have never worn this kind of dress several times since I was a child."

Su Zhao said: "The Diyan Sect doesn't have a Treasure Pavilion?"

Lin Zhu said: "Yes, there are, but I rarely go to Zhenbao Pavilion. I liked to play around when I was a child, but I rarely paid attention to these girls' clothes. The elders usually prepare them for me, and I have never been picky.

, but the elder still knows how to dress me up and doesn’t raise me to be a tomboy!”

Sun Er lowered his head slightly, not daring to listen to the conversation between Su Zhao and Lin Zhu. These two, one was the master of the Law Enforcement Pavilion of the Demon Slayer Sect, and the other sounded like a fairy from the Diyan Sect, a disciple of the real sect.

You don't meet him once in half a year, but if you meet him once, you really can meet several sect geniuses.

The maid quickly brought tea and fragrant tea, and Sun Er asked them to put it down before going back down.

Su Zhao looked at Mei Fang and others and said, "You can choose, one for each person. I don't care if there are more."

"Haha, long live Su Zhao!" Mei Fang shouted and walked over immediately.

Fang Zi also thanked Su Zhao, and then caught up with Mei Fang. Xiao Xiao turned to look at Su Zhao, and Xiaojiu also looked at him eagerly. Su Zhao smiled and said: "Xiaojiu can also choose one.

But remember to pay it back in the future.”

"Yeah." Xiaojiu smiled happily.

Su Zhao looked at Lin Zhu: "You can go pick one too."

"Okay." Lin Zhu walked over.

Outside Zhenbao Building.

Several men wearing demon slayer uniforms walked in accompanied by a young man. The middle-aged man beside the young man bowed his head and swayed the fan in his hand. He whispered in the young man's ear: "Young Master,

The second lady is inside."

When the young man heard this, his eyes lit up. He looked at the servant beside him and said, "How many elixirs have you brought?"

"Young Master, how could I bring some elixirs with me? Your Majesty told me not to let you waste the elixirs randomly, so he didn't give me the elixirs." This man had a bitter look on his face.

After hearing this, the young man's face was full of shock. He looked at the middle-aged man and said: "Wu Keshan, you want to become an outer disciple. If you don't serve me well, how can I let you in easily?"

Outer door!”

"Young Master, it is precisely because of this that I let people follow the second young lady. She may have a magic pill." Wu Keshan licked his face and said with a smile.

The young man snorted angrily, then laughed again: "That's what you said, forget it, I'll take the credit this time."

"Thank you, young master. I will definitely obey your orders from now on." Wu Keshan expressed his loyalty repeatedly.

"I know, call someone to ask where my aunt has gone!" The young man pointed to a practitioner and said carelessly.

The cultivator was selecting mortal weapons. When he saw the young man's arrogant and domineering appearance, he knew that he couldn't afford to offend him, so he quickly explained: "Young Master, I admit my mistake. I am not the treasure's person, those few are."

"You are such a bastard. How could I, the young master, admit the wrong person and drag him out and beat him up?" The young man suddenly felt that he had lost face. "You two, come here and tell me."

Two handyman disciples from the Demon Slayer Sect rushed over and, relying on their backgrounds in the Demon Slayer Sect, punched and kicked the Qi-training practitioner.

"You bitch, if you dare to be rude to my young master, I will beat you to death!"

Two servant disciples who were like evil slaves beat the strange man with a black nose and swollen face and drove him out.

Suddenly the other practitioners on the first floor felt something was wrong, and those with lower cultivation levels hid inside one after another, while those with stronger cultivation levels frowned. They did not recognize this arrogant and domineering young man, but the clothes they wore were anything but.

The standard Tao uniform of the Demon Master Sect.

Some practitioners who wanted to uphold justice were frightened by this outfit and did not dare to do anything at will.

At the counter at the back, a steward sent a message to the waiter behind him: "Go to the third floor to inform the chief steward and a few noble people."

The boy immediately walked into the back door and went to the third floor.

The handyman disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect also grabbed the two managers of the Treasure Pavilion and asked them. The young man sat arrogantly on a chair nearby, shaking his head and thinking that he was an uncle.

On the third floor, Sun Er was praising the clothes selected by Lin Zhu and others.

A young boy walked in in a hurry. Sun Er's face turned dark immediately and he said: "What crime do you deserve for disturbing the fairy with such impudence?"

Su Zhao waved his hand and said: "Don't go too far, everyone in our Demon Slayer Sect is a good person, and they are not evil people who cannot tolerate others. If there is anything important, you can just say it."

The boy glanced at Su Zhao with an ugly face before saying, "Chief steward, some nobles from the Demon Slayer sect came downstairs and caused trouble on the first floor and injured innocent guests. Please see how this matter is handled!"

"

"Ha!" Su Zhao sneered. He had just boasted about being a demon slayer, and someone slapped him in the face downstairs.

When the chief steward saw this, he even slapped the boy: "That's nonsense. How can an expert from the Demon Slayer Sect be a promiscuous person? You must have not treated him well. Go and treat him well!"

"You don't need to go to such trouble. I just want to see who is so bold as to smash the Demon Slayer's sign!" Su Zhao's voice was a little cold. Although he didn't like to meddle in other people's business, the man downstairs claimed to be the Demon Slayer.

The cultivators from the Demon Master Sect have already jumped in front of Su Zhao. If Su Zhao didn't take action, wouldn't it be a joke to Sun Er and other people in the Treasure Pavilion?

Although Su Zhao doesn't care about face, their face will never be trampled on by others.

Mei Fang and Fang Zi also nodded angrily, and Mei Fang shouted loudly: "That's right, the master of the Law Enforcement Pavilion is here. Anyone who dares to smear my Demon Slayer Sect will be severely punished!"

Sun Er suddenly felt a headache. This boy was really causing trouble for him. However, Sun Er also knew that this was definitely not something that a boy could do. It was definitely the steward below who wanted to borrow the help of a master from the Demon Slayer sect.

Come and deal with the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect!

Sun Er felt very lucky. Fortunately, Mr. Su Zhao was an upright man. If he had been a guard against his shortcomings, he might really have suffered a heavy hemorrhage today.

Su Zhao and others went downstairs. Mei Fang and Fang Zi followed Su Zhao on the left and right, and Lin Zhu and others walked behind.

"Tell me, where is Mei Fang?" The middle-aged man slapped a person in charge of Zhenbao Pavilion on the face and asked like a vicious dog.

"Sir, I really don't know who Mrs. Mei Fang is. You can give me a heads up!" The steward of Zhenbao Pavilion looked bitter. He didn't recognize Mei Fang and Mei Yuan.

The manager of Zhenbao Pavilion was a little aggrieved, but as soon as the grievance came to his mind, he received a slap, which made him understand that the big sect's style of conduct was really no-no taboos, and anyone who dared to provoke the big sect would be dead!

The steward of Zhenbao Pavilion saw the chief steward coming down...


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