Chapter 507 Disaster caused by Xiao Qiang is the worry!
As soon as Cinian and others left, Li Yundong keenly felt that the atmosphere on the court had changed significantly. All kinds of suspicions, fears, awe and admiration were flowing towards Li Yundong like a torrent.
No one spoke for a while on the field. Practitioners from various sects were afraid that Li Yundong would say that he wanted to continue playing, but because of the reputation of Li Yundong's previous help, no one was willing to stand up and be this evil person.
Li Yundong figured out the key after just a quick thought. He smiled slightly, raised his hands to Wan Zhenyuan beside him and said with a smile: "Sect Leader Wan, since the Japanese have left, let's continue with this lotus picking conference! Please, everyone.
My fellow Taoists continue to fight, I will just watch from the sidelines!"
When Wan Zhenyuan saw that Li Yundong actually offered to leave the game, his evaluation of Li Yundong was a little higher. He said with some admiration: "Master Li, aren't you going to play?"
Li Yundong smiled and said: "Since I have agreed before that I will not play, then naturally I cannot play again. No matter what happens, it is no exception. Moreover, to repel the Japanese is the justice of a practitioner.
This is a public matter, and the matters decided by our lotus-picking conference are private matters. When doing things as a human being, you should not neglect public affairs for private purposes, nor should you neglect private matters for public purposes!"
Wan Zhenyuan couldn't help but put one hand into a palm, bowed to Li Yundong, and praised: "Immeasurable longevity! Master Li is young and promising. Not only is he good at fighting, his cultivation is amazing, but more importantly, he is generous and elegant. I, Wan Zhenyuan, admire him.
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Li Yundong smiled slightly and returned the courtesy: "Sect Master Wan, you're welcome!" After saying that, he Shi Shiran left.
When Li Yundong walked to his seat, he saw Su Chan, Ziyuan, Zhou Qin and others smiling brightly as if they were welcoming the generals who had returned victoriously. The little girl even gave a thumbs up and said happily.
: "Yundong, you are so majestic! It's just a pity that the fairy pen is a pity!"
Ruan Hongling also sighed: "Yes, these gangs of wolf-hearted guys are unjust and repay kindness with hatred. Without Li Yundong, none of them would have to raise their heads as human beings in the future. Now they still have selfish thoughts and try to accuse gods.
Pen, hum, something!”
Li Yundong smiled disapprovingly and said: "That's not what you said. I took this fairy pen as the icing on the cake, but they took the fairy pen as a help in times of need. And the reason why I came forward was for Ziyuan's sake.
It’s for the sake of our Chinese spiritual practice community. But it’s not because of this magic pen. This can’t be mistaken!”
Ziyuan also nodded with admiration and said: "Li Yundong handled this matter extremely well, with magnanimity and the demeanor of a great practitioner."
Ruan Hongling blinked, glanced at Ziyuan, and then at Li Yundong, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Okay, I just know how to speak for him! Okay, I'm just a villain, okay?"
Ziyuan glared at Ruan Hongling, her cheeks turned red and she yelled: "Shut up!"
Ruan Hongling immediately called out to Chong Tianqu: "I didn't say anything. Why didn't I just say that I am a villain?"
Ziyuan was so embarrassed that she stepped on Ruan Hongling under the table. Ruan Hongling immediately screamed and shouted: "Someone stepped on me, Li Yundong, you must uphold justice!"
Li Yundong coughed dryly and said, "Keep your voice down, everyone is watching!"
Ruan Hongling quickly glanced around, and sure enough she saw all kinds of eyes looking at them. Ruan Hongling corrected her attitude and whispered to Li Yundong: "Hey, there's nothing good to see next, right? Why don't we just leave?"
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Zhou Qin also whispered: "Yes, Master, after watching so many fights, I guess there won't be any high-level fights in the future. Why don't we just leave? I always feel that there is something wrong with the way these people around us look at us."
, Weird.”
Li Yundong looked around, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, since you all said so, let's go back."
As he said that, he was about to stand up when he saw Wan Zhenyuan sighing to everyone: "Fellow Taoists, if something like this happened, I, Wan Zhenyuan, would like to apologize to you. If I hadn't asked these Japanese to come up, I wouldn't have
Things like this will happen.”
Although the practitioners of various sects agreed in their hearts, they all said in their mouths: "Master Wan, you can't say that. These Japanese people came here uninvited. If they are forced to drive them out, maybe these little Japanese people will still come."
They say that our Chinese spiritual community has no tolerance and cannot tolerate others."
"Yes, Sect Leader Wan, this is not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself!"
Wan Zhenyuan laughed: "Thank you for your generosity, but I am more or less responsible for this matter. It cannot be justified if I don't apologize."
Everyone also laughed, and Dang Qiang also followed the joke and said: "Sect Master Wan, since you feel guilty, please quickly ask the little girl who just sang the tune to give us two more!"
Everyone laughed loudly and shouted: "Yes, Sect Leader Wan, please let that little girl sing two more songs!"
Wan Zhenyuan chuckled, but he saw the little girl who sang the ditty before was standing timidly in the corner near the back door with her pipa in her arms, like a frightened and frightened deer, watching the practice on the field vigilantly and nervously
people.
Wan Zhenyuan smiled and waved to her and said, "Xiaoqiao, come here, are you guys waiting for you to sing Pingtan?"
The girl named Xiaoqiao timidly walked over with her pipa in her arms. She glanced at everyone with her watery eyes, then lowered her eyes in panic, like a mimosa plant.
Dang Qiang laughed and said: "Xiao Qiao? But the Xiao Qiao who Tongquechun has locked up with Er Qiao?"
Wan Zhenyuan chuckled and said to Xiaoqiao: "Would you like to introduce yourself to the seniors from each sect?"
Xiaoqiao lowered her head, staring at her shoes, not daring to raise her head. She said crisply: "My name is Song Yuqiao, I am a bridge with flowing water, not Tongquechun who locks Erqiao deeply.
Joe…”
When practitioners from various sects heard her speak, her crisp and delicate voice suddenly made them feel as if they had eaten a ginseng fruit, and all the 36,000 pores in their bodies felt refreshed.
Dang Qiang pointed at Song Yuqiao and smiled: "You little girl wasn't shy just now, why are you so shy now?"
Song Yuqiao's whole body trembled slightly, which was almost imperceptible. She raised her eyes and glanced at everyone, then immediately lowered her head, lowering her head even further.
Everyone burst into laughter. Although Wan Zhenyuan felt a little strange, he still smiled and smoothed things over for Song Yuqiao and said: "This is the new outer disciple of our Gezao Sect. He may not have seen much of the world, so I just watched your fighting skills."
, maybe a little scared. So don’t be offended!”
Everyone laughed and said: "No wonder, no wonder, after seeing such a terrifying fighting style just now, you can sing Pingtan immediately, that's pretty good!"
Some cultivators laughed loudly and said: "Sect Master Wan, give me your apprenticeship!"
Wan Zhenyuan smiled and glanced at the person who was speaking, and said, "Are you looking for an apprentice or a wife?"
Everyone laughed, and Song Yuqiao was even blushing with embarrassment.
Wan Zhenyuan smiled and said: "Please let me, my little apprentice, go. And if you want to listen to a little song, then let her sing it. We, the old men, shouldn't be too long-winded."
Everyone said they were good. Dang Qiang touched his bald head and smiled at Song Yuqiao: "Xiaoqiao, Xiaoqiao, what are you singing?"
Song Yuqiao whispered: "It depends on what everyone wants to hear."
Her voice was as soft as the sound of a mosquito. If everyone here was not a master of spiritual practice, they might not be able to hear what she said.
Wan Zhenyuan's heart moved, and he suddenly said to everyone: "Everyone, just now Master Li showed his power to drive away these Japanese who don't know how high the sky is. We haven't thanked Master Li properly yet. Why don't we let Master Li have some?"
Can the repertoire be considered our gratitude?"
Everyone immediately said in unison: "This is a good idea!"
Wan Zhenyuan said to Li Yundong with a smile: "Master Li, you're welcome, just order one!"
When Li Yundong saw the eyes from all around looking at him, he was not polite, smiled slightly, and said, "Then, what is your best thing?"
Song Yuqiao heard Li Yundong's gentle voice, as if a warm current flowed into her heart, giving people a feeling that she couldn't help but want to get close and trust her. She boldly raised her head and took a look, only to see the man who looked like a god in the fight was charging at her.
Smiling slightly, his eyes were as approachable as the sunshine in April.
Song Yuqiao couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart, and thought: Master said that this Li Yundong is the number one person in the world who is a helper of evil, and the number one person in the world who helps the tyrants do evil. He has a lustful, violent and arrogant personality. But why do I think he is a daredevil?
Why, what about this strange man who is responsible, loyal, and extremely skilled? Could it be that...Master said it wrong? No, no, Master will not say it wrong...Maybe I saw it wrong.
Song Yuqiao stared intently at Li Yundong, who was lost in thought, and forgot to reply for a moment. When everyone saw this, they joked: "Sect Master Wan, your little disciple is so excited!"
Song Yuqiao came to her senses immediately after being teased by them. She was so embarrassed that her ears felt like they were about to bleed. She whispered softly: "My best thing is "The Legend of White Snake."
When Li Yundong heard this, he thought to himself: Why does this girl sing songs about subduing demons?
He didn't take it seriously, so he smiled and said, "Okay, just sing this!"
Song Yuqiao did not dare to look at Li Yundong anymore. She bowed to everyone with her pipa in her arms, and then sat down. At this time, a Pingtan woman with a Sanxian in her arms came out from the back door and sat down next to her.
Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on the two of them, Wan Zhenyuan smiled slightly, turned around and walked out of the back door.
As soon as he went out, he turned around, walked through two long corridors, walked to a small classical wooden house, pushed the door open, and walked in.
As soon as Wan Zhenyuan entered the door, he saw a tall man leaning against the window, looking intently outside, as if looking at the singing building in the distance. After a while, a small paper crane flew out of his hand.
Wan Zhenyuan said in a deep voice: "Have you seen it all?"
The man nodded slightly and did not turn around. His figure was like a silent mountain, giving people a powerful coercion.
Wan Zhenyuan snorted coldly and said: "Are you sure you can control such a person? Can you imagine how powerful and terrifying a practitioner who can dispel the Peacock King in a battle is?"
The man was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "From the day he set foot on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, I could vaguely feel that his future was limitless, but I still underestimated him!"
Wan Zhenyuan asked: "Are you really sure you want to continue with your plan?"
The man was noncommittal and said in a deep voice: "The arrow is on the string, we have to! Don't worry, I have a way!"
Wan Zhenyuan looked at the man's back with uncertain eyes, and he said slowly: "You'd better be sure, otherwise...if things fail, I will fall out!"
After saying that, he snorted and turned around to leave.
This man was left in the room, smiling and looking at the little paper crane in his hand. When he shook his palm, he saw the little paper crane fly up with a whir, and flew towards the direction where the melodious Pingtan sound came from.
There was a meaningful smile on the corner of this man's mouth: "The fun has just begun!"