Qingzhou City, Dashunzhai.
At dusk, people are bustling about and the streets are brightly lit.
Tian Zhiwen stood at the entrance of the restaurant, smiling and welcoming the disciples of many sects and families: "I will accompany you today, please come in, you are welcome."
The young master of Tianhai Tower, the chief disciple of Baihe Hall, the son of the Huang family...
Although they are all from the younger generation and do not have much say in Qingzhou, they are all well-known figures.
Now that they have gathered together, not only for the sake of Tian Zhiwen's face, but also to slightly reveal the thoughts of these sects and families.
Even though General Chen had been restrained enough in his actions, the Qingfeng Sect's disarray still made them feel uneasy, and they subconsciously wanted to stay closer to them.
"Yo!"
Tian Zhiwen suddenly spotted a familiar figure, and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd to greet him, smiling flatteringly, "Young Master Zhao is here."
As he spoke, he secretly broke into a sweat.
Today I am hosting a banquet for Brother Li to entertain guests from all over the place. According to the other party, not many posts have been posted, and they are all second- and third-rate forces. How did I attract this gentleman?
"I feel depressed, so I just take a walk."
Zhao Kangyun waved his fan and slowly walked into Dashunzhai.
Seeing his slightly irritated look, the others, though respectful, couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts.
I heard that a young master of the Zhao family was caught in Qingfeng Mountain this time.
As one of the four surnames and five factions, the other party can only take a walk to relieve their worries. The Demon Suppression Division relies on the support of the imperial court and the general, and is becoming more and more unscrupulous in doing things.
If I and others don't join forces, I'm afraid that not even a bone will be left.
Fortunately, the commander-in-chief is not in Qingzhou City now, and there is no general to suppress demons. The other generals and lieutenants are not capable of causing any trouble, and they will not end up like Qingfeng Mountain in a short time.
"Why is he here?"
In the attic on the second floor, Li Xinhan changed into a blue shirt to cover his injuries, but unfortunately he could not move easily and could only lean on the back of a mahogany chair.
"Never mind him."
Li Mujin was wearing a long skirt and standing quietly on the side.
For a brother and sister of their status, entertaining guests is simply about eating and drinking, and inviting the people from the Vajra Sect over at the same time to avoid making them feel wary in advance.
As for the rest, whether standing on the side of the aristocratic family or on the side of the Demon Suppression Division, it is not something the two juniors should consider.
"You can enjoy it first. I will ask the chef to change the dishes to lighter ones."
Tian Zhiwen greeted Zhao Kangyun, found an excuse to leave, and quietly went upstairs.
Stepping into the pavilion, he looked at the Li siblings, then his gaze fell on the young man in the dark Confucian robe sitting at the main seat. The other person's expression showed no emotion, he gently scraped the tea foam with the lid of the cup, and did not bring a sip to his lips for a long time.
Are you complaining about the poor quality of the tea?
Tian Zhiwen immediately had a clear idea in his mind and understood the priorities clearly.
He looks unfamiliar and I don't know which force he is from.
What is the purpose of inviting everyone to the banquet today? Are they dissatisfied with the brutal methods of the Demon Suppression Division and want to stand out and become a leader?
"Brother Li, are we having a banquet?"
"Wait a little longer."
Li Xinhan looked down, then turned his head to the side after a moment and said, "Here they are. Should we call them up and question them?"
Hearing this, Tian Zhiwen was slightly startled and also looked down.
What kind of person is this person who can make this black-shirted young man come all the way to wait for him? Both the Li and Zhao families are here. Could it be the remaining Sun Qian? He didn't even inform me to send the invitation.
After seeing the figure clearly at the door of Dashunzhai, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
I saw the noisy lobby.
A thin young man walked in with a smile on his face. He had thin black hair on his head and was wearing a large white cloth, revealing half of his oiled body. He held a shiny silver iron rod in one hand and a heavy iron chain in the other.
"Everyone is here, Young Master Zhao is here too, but I am late, I am guilty."
"Why is a warrior pretending to be a bald donkey?"
Zhao Kangyun sneered and put away his fan: "Your Vajra Sect has only erected the Buddha statue for a few decades. It just happened to be three months before our governor who loves chanting took office here. Before that, I'm afraid he didn't even know how to play the Buddhist beads."
"Master Zhao is right."
Yuan Gang was not angry, but just smiled and said: "Diligence can make up for lack of talent. If you recite the scriptures and Buddhist beads more often, you will learn them slowly."
Hearing this, the others burst into laughter.
As Yuan Gang's eyes swept over, most of the people quickly fell silent.
The Vajra Sect now shows signs of rising. Relying on half a volume of the Nengdan Body Tempering Method, its realm has greatly improved in just a few decades. It is said that it has the capital to fight against those in the Nengdan realm.
After the precious Bodhi tree withered, this sect somehow got lucky and showed signs of rapid physical tempering as before, even more horrifying than before.
A bunch of body-tempered warriors who are comparable to the perfect jade liquid, and a bunch of body-tempered warriors who can barely catch up with the condensed pill realm, these are two different concepts. If it is really as everyone speculates, a few hundred years later, the Vajra Sect may have to help Qingfeng Mountain fill the gap of the four surnames and six sects and become a first-class force. "Humph."
As if thinking of this, Zhao Kangyun sneered and stopped mocking her.
"I didn't come late on purpose. I just traveled around preaching the sutras and making friends recently. I have been to seven or eight counties these days and finally made it back to Qingzhou."
Yuan Gang looked around carefully, as if looking for something.
Not seeing the figure he imagined, he forced a smile again and pulled the iron chain in his hand: "After you have eaten and drunk enough, I will also perform a big show of Buddha and monkey subduing demons for you to liven up the mood."
Accompanied by the sound of rattling iron chains.
A tall and fat figure was pulled into Dashunzhai.
He was as big as a mountain, wearing a short blue coat, and had a huge belly that was very eye-catching.
Of course, apart from the belly, the man's bearded face was painted with ink to look like a monster, with hairy pig ears hanging on both sides of his head and a pig's mouth between his mouth and nose.
It looks quite funny.
His eyes were dull and he seemed to have lost his soul, without any energy at all.
Even though there was a wave of laughter next to him again, the big man just stared blankly at his feet.
This time even Zhao Kangyun was amused: "Where did you find such good material? She looks so lifelike as a pig demon."
"This is an old friend of mine. He loves to play the role of a pig."
Yuan Gang bared his teeth, turned around and smiled: "Really?"
The big man seemed to hear nothing until the crew-haired young man tugged at the chain. Then he nodded blankly, his voice hoarse and dry: "Yes..."
"This idiot."
Tian Zhiwen frowned.
Since we are old acquaintances, no matter how big the grudge is, we should just fight and kill each other. Once the heads fall off, all the grudges will be forgotten. Why do you have to drag us out like this to humiliate us?
Before he could finish his words, he felt a chill on his back and the atmosphere in the room gradually became weird.
Li Xinhan's body was stiff and Li Mujin bit her lips hard.
Only the young man in black shirt gently put down the teacup, his expression became calmer, he walked out of the compartment and went down the stairs.
Amidst the laughter and joy, an out-of-place figure quickly attracted a lot of attention.
Zhao Kangyun looked up and his expression quickly turned cold. Even he himself was enjoying himself with the people and condescending to sit downstairs, but there were still people upstairs. What did Tian Zhiwen mean by this?
Soon, he took in the face of the young man in the black Confucian robe.
There was a hint of doubt and a hint of familiarity between his brows...
Shen Yi stopped in front of the young man who called himself a monk.
He stared quietly at the big man behind the other person, as if he was questioning everyone in the hall.
His voice was calm: "Is it funny?"
Hearing the familiar voice, the big man subconsciously raised his head. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he trembled all over. He subconsciously took two steps back and stretched out his broad arms to cover his face.
He once boasted to the other party about Qingzhou and his own deeds.
He achieved nothing in his life, except for a few deeds of chivalry that are worth talking about.
He is a butcher who is not afraid of anyone when he gets into trouble, and he should not be a pig monster tied up with iron chains.
Shen Yi had just arrived in Qingzhou, so he shouldn't offend others for a fool pretending to be a pig.
"…"
Yuan Gang was slightly stunned. Although the other party was unfamiliar, he came down from the second floor. Tian Zhiwen was not a fool, so... the other party was at least at the same level as Zhao Kangyun, or even higher.
Thinking of this, he smiled indifferently: "If you don't like it, then I won't perform it. It's just a pity to ruin everyone's interest."
As soon as these words were spoken, strange things appeared in the eyes of the others. Zhao Kangyun threw away the fan again. He could see that Yuan Gang was the one who was causing trouble.
But the problem is that he also laughed just now and roughly guessed the identity of this person.
Zhao Kangyun stood up slowly and was about to speak when an indifferent voice sounded in his ears.
"Did I ask you that?"
Along with the words, Shen Yi also raised his hand casually.
Almost instantly, Yuan Gang had thrown away the chain, and held the long silver stick with both hands. There was light surging between his skin, and he used all his strength to block it with the stick!
Despite his young appearance, he was actually almost a generation older than everyone in the building, even older than Zhang the Butcher.
He has the cultivation level of the initial stage of Jade Liquid, but has a body comparable to that of the late stage of Jade Liquid.
"You asked for it, benefactor. I am sorry for the offense!"
He gritted his teeth and looked extremely ferocious, but the next moment, his bony palm fell on the stick he was holding tightly.
The terrifying force easily broke the long staff, and then hit Yuan Gang's chest. After many years of tempering, his indestructible body collapsed in the blink of an eye!
Boom!
(End of this chapter)