Chu Suiliang is also quite embarrassed now, Nima, why does he have no vision.

Knowing that it was Cheng Sanlang, the demon moth, who was here, he actually felt that he could stand up for justice.

It's embarrassing all of a sudden, and I can't get off the stage after being scolded, what should I do? Playing Wang Baquan and rushing up to have a physical conflict with the fat and strong Cheng Sanlang?

After that, are you still in the Sven circle or not?

Besides, even if he really jumped up and splattered five steps with blood, nine times out of ten, it was himself and not the other party.

However, Chu Suiliang silently counted the number of times he had quarreled with the Cheng family, and it seemed that so far, the winning rate was zero. After all, the old disciple is really too old. If he accidentally errs in his Yongning view, his family will come to the door again, and there will be many troubles...

Unexpectedly, when he was reluctant to accept him as his apprentice, he forgot to consider this possibility.

Thinking of this, Immortal Yong Ning couldn't help but softly announced an immeasurable longevity, believing that he was praying for the poor old disciple.

Seeing the incense burnt out, Immortal Yongning stood up, personally lifted the top of the pill furnace, and then shoveled out the refined black things inside.

Pinch it into a pill, put it into a gourd next to it, stop it with a cork, and seal it with wax.

After doing all this, he stood up and stretched. Refining these medicinal pills, he naturally did it himself.

After all, this pill is a good treasure that he used to earn rich wealth, how can he easily let others know?

Just as Master Yongning was busy in the Dan room in the inner courtyard, a disciple who was sweeping snow and fallen leaves outside the gate saw dozens of horses coming up the mountain.

The disciple stretched his neck to look, and he saw that dozens of fat and strong knights were all full of flesh and murderous.

The disciple's mind couldn't help but come up with a sentence: Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.

With weak legs, he looked at the team that was circling the mountainside, and it would not take long for him to reach the team in front of the gate.

Throwing the broom in his hand, he quickly opened the gate and ran in.

Cheng Chubi finally restrained the horse's head slowly, and looked at the gate built of wood with the words "Yongningguan" written on it.

He couldn't help but pouted, this real Yongning was arrogant enough to name this Taoist temple after his own Taoist name.

Seeing the third brother staring at the gate in a daze, the eldest brother Cheng Chu laughed silently, rode his horse on the reins, and galloped straight into the gate first.

"Third brother, you are doing nothing. In this case, Brother Yu will be a pioneer today."

Mingzhen heard the report from his younger brother Mingfa, and his face couldn't help showing joy. Such a big battle rushed to Yongning View in such weather.

I am afraid that in all likelihood, with the spread of Master's reputation, another fat sheep has been attracted.

Mingzhen pushed Mingfa's younger brother, then picked up a whisk, and walked quickly towards the outside of the house.

"Wait in a daze, don't hurry to inform the master, senior brother, I will go to receive the distinguished guests."

When Mingzhen hurried to the low front hall, she saw dozens of fat and strong men.

The footsteps could not help but stagnate, and the warm smile on his face gradually stiffened.

Cheng Chubi looked right and left for a long time, and finally saw a Taoist priest in his early twenties jumping out from the back of the low house, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Oh, there is finally a living person, that calf-nosed, stupidly doing what, come here."

This sentence immediately made Mingzhen's face black. God's calf nose, can you stop insulting people like this?

But seeing this tall, valiant, strong figure, and the pair of eyes full of fierce light behind him.

Gu Chuan

This young man is the only one who can be described as a good-looking young man among the ferocious, fat and strong villains.

Mingzhen felt that she didn't need to bother with this benefactor who likes to joke around with others, so she forced out a pleasing smile.

"This, this donor... Pindao is not called Niubi, Pindao is Mingzhen, the eldest disciple of Yong Ning Zhenren."

Mingzhen saw the villains standing beside this handsome young man, and burst into wild laughter one after another.

Cheng Chubi was also happy, and a big slap fell on the shoulders of this weak Taoist priest.

"Yongning is your master, right? Cheng, let's go, take me to see the bull nose who dared to deceive our old Cheng family for 500 lines."

"Old Cheng family, five hundred guan?"

Mingzhen, who felt like a boulder was pressed against her shoulders, raised her head and saw the sullen smile of this young man.

In an instant, my heart panicked, and I always felt that the three words of Lao Cheng's family seemed to be a taboo.

Five hundred pieces, some sound familiar, could it be...

At this time, he got the report from the second disciple Mingfa, and rushed here full of joy.

Just heard a burst of giggling noises, which made Yong Ning real person frown unhappily.

Continue walking forward with big strides, drinking and asking for the exit.

"Who are you, and why did you trespass on this view and disturb the cultivation of the poor?"

The last sentence came out, and his figure just went around the low front hall, revealing the figure of Xianfeng Daogu.

Then, I saw dozens of people crowding the front yard with a small Yongning view.

Dozens of people turned their faces in unison, looking towards this side.

Then, I saw two burly men who looked almost identical, as if they were copy-pasted, walking towards them.

With a hideous smile on his face, he and his second disciple, Ming Fa, were lifted up.

Then, Immortal Yongning felt as if he flew straight up.

Then he fell directly and his eyes were black, and then countless stars flickered in his eyes.

"You are Yong Ning." Cheng Chubi looked at this bull-nosed Taoist priest with gray beard and gray hair, but his appearance was nothing like that of a thirty-something.

Immortal Yongning, whose eyes were blackened by the fall, almost thought that his ribs were about to be broken, raised his head tremblingly. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

He glanced at the disciple Mingfa who was paralyzed on the ground and was knocked unconscious.

There are also the elite knives who are surrounded by them, and their eyes are full of scrutiny, like a butcher who is hungry and anxious.

Looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, Immortal Yong Ning's face instantly turned gray.

"You, you... Who are you? Pindao has always been kind to others. Is there any misunderstanding?"

Cheng Chubi looked at the swashbuckling Taoist priest, and poked his nose with his finger.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. The surname of a certain family is Cheng, the third son of Duke Lu, the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple and the deputy head of Zuo Nei Xuan of the East Palace led Cheng Chubi."

"A few days ago, Cheng asked a friend to come over and ask you to make a pot of elixir that can prolong your life.

As a result, you used heavy metal polymers to fool Cheng Mou, killed the two tortoises in Xingshan Temple and Xuanduguan, and even caused Lao Tzu to be fined by His Majesty. "