The Great Immortal with Boundless Magical Power Chapter 219

Chapter 219 Life is like grass

Shui Yurong had a good impression of Gao Xian, and because of this, she couldn't stand Gao Xian's neglect of her.

It can't be regarded as neglect, but Gao Xian did not bow down and take the initiative to show his kindness, nor did he say a soft word, which made Shui Yurong feel particularly uncomfortable.

Zhang Dongling just said that the opponent is Zhu Ji from Lianyun Sect.

Qingyun Sect has thirty-six sects under its jurisdiction, and Lianyun Sect is the bottom sect.

For Shui Yurong and Zhang Dongling, Lianyun Sect is just a sect name, and they will never have anything to do with Lianyun Sect in their lives. Not to mention people or things in Lianyun Sect.

Today, they unexpectedly met with the Lianyun Sect. Shui Yurong and the others naturally put up the sect's arrogance and looked down at Gao Xian.

In fact, the practitioners of the Qingyun Sect all have this kind of arrogance towards the thirty-six sects under their jurisdiction. The difference lies in the way they show their arrogance.

For a small sect like the Shanglian Yun Sect, there is no need to make any cover-up.

Zhang Dongling, Shui Yurong, and Zheng Ting did not expect that the other party would dare to reject them. However, the three of them had different personalities, and Shui Yurong was the most direct.

Hearing Shui Yurong's overbearing words, Zhou Ye's old face became very ugly.

He looked at Gao Xian worriedly. He had a conflict with the foundation-building monks of the Qingyun Sect in Qingyun City. No matter how powerful Gao Xian was, he would definitely suffer.

One bad move will ruin the life of a good person. This old man like him will be in trouble, and his life will not be saved!

Dashan Niu's face was flushed with anger, his muscles were stiff, and his clenched fists were shaking slightly. He is honest and upright and cannot stand such bullying.

Wan Yingying, on the other hand, was a little uneasy. She clutched Gao Xian's sleeve with her little hands, fearing that Gao Xian would just leave her alone.

Gao Xian held Wan Yingying's little hand lovingly. Her palms were cold and sweaty, and it was obvious that she was frightened.

He said to Shui Yurong: "I respect several fellow Taoists of the Qingyun Sect very much, but their aggressive behavior makes me a little disappointed. Are you going to use your power to bully others?"

Gao Xian actually looked down upon several foundation builders. The strongest Zhang Dongling was not as good as Huo Lianhai, let alone the swordsman master Wang Yuanfeng.

This can be seen from their spiritual consciousness and magical aura, which are a bit rough in their subtleties.

The magic weapons carried by several of them are quite good, and they are much better than those of Wang Yuanfeng and other foundation builders.

That's it, Gao Xian is sure to kill them all with a snap of his fingers.

After killing the third-level four-armed demon monkey, he gained a new understanding of combat.

Looking at these ordinary second-level foundation-building monks, they are really indescribable.

It is a trivial matter, not worth killing for. Even if you want to kill, there is no need to do it in Qingyun City.

The Qingyun Sect's wanton destruction of rules and regulations is equivalent to challenging the entire Qingyun Sect. He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

Before Zhang Dongling could speak, Shui Yurong had already said proudly: "The world of cultivators is like this. If you can't cultivate well and have no power, why should you fight with us?"

She snorted coldly: "We still want to keep the face of a foundation-building monk for you. If you really want to be ungrateful, we can make you disappear with just one word!"

Zhang Dongling frowned slightly. He wanted to accept a disciple, so there was really no need to make it so ugly. Put some pressure on the other party, let this kid know the depth, and the kid will give in.

If this kid doesn't know how to live or die, you can find a way to kill him, but there is no need to say harsh words to his face. Disgraceful!

Zheng Ting felt that Shui Yurong's words were quite pleasant. They were all deacons of the sect and were quite influential in the sect.

There is no need to be polite to a foreign foundation-building monk from a small sect.

What's more, this guy seemed to be speaking kindly, but he didn't mean to give in at all.

In Qingyun City, where can a junior pretend to be strong?

Zheng Ting helped: "You are also a foundation-building monk, so you should be a smart person. You can't afford to fight with us.

"Fellow Taoist Dongling is interested in the young girl's qualifications, which is a great thing for her. Why should you be stubborn and turn a good thing into a bad thing?"

He said with a persuasive look: "Listen to my advice and let the little girl become a disciple. The little girl will have a bright future, and you will have a few more friends."

Zheng Ting said, stroking his long beard a little proudly, "We are not boasting, in Qingyun Sect we can still talk and get things done."

Shui Yurong snorted disdainfully. She didn't mean to be a bad person, and she had no interest in cooperating with Zheng Ting to be a good person.

To deal with a kid who just built a foundation, use both soft and hard tactics. If the other party is obedient, forget it. If he is not obedient, let him know how powerful he is!

Who can avoid suffering? She was always bullied when she was young. Even if you have established a foundation, you must still tolerate the seniors. She has finally gotten through it, and she still has to be polite to a strange young foundation-building monk. What a joke!

The politeness and politeness in the world of cultivators are reserved for the strong. The weak are not entitled to enjoy these.

It's just that Zhang Dongling wants to accept a disciple. For the sake of her friends, she doesn't want to be too tough.

Zheng Ting can pretend to be a good person and let him do it. It doesn't matter if he can get things done.

However, she saw that this boy looked calm and at ease, so she was afraid that he would not listen to others' advice.

Shui Yurong just couldn't stand Gao Xian's calm look. What qualifications did this kid have to be calm and calm in front of the three great monks?

This means not paying attention to the three of them at all.

Just as Shui Yurong expected, Gao Xian refused directly.

“My sister is still young and doesn't want to become a disciple. Thank you to this fellow Taoist for taking her seriously. I can only say I'm sorry.”

Gao Xian bowed his hands and saluted, "I am very happy to meet several fellow Taoists today. If there is a chance, I will treat some fellow Taoists to a drink."

“I have something to do today, so I'll say goodbye.”

After Gao Xian finished speaking, he took Wan Yingying's hand and turned around to leave. Zhang Dongling's eyes showed a hint of coldness. This boy is really arrogant! But he said nothing. But Shui Yurong couldn't help it anymore. She shouted loudly: "Who told you to leave?!"

Wan Yingying was startled by Shui Yurong's sharp voice. Gao Xian stopped but did not look back. He calmly said: "Why, do you want to do something?"

He laughed: "I heard that Qingyun City does not allow private actions. How many Qingyun Sect monks are going to take the lead in violating the sect's rules?"

Shui Yurong glanced at Zheng Ting and Zhang Dongling with a gloomy face. There were more rules, and there was no need to do anything if they followed the rules.

They are here to join forces to kill Gao Xian. As long as they do it cleanly, they will put all the blame on each other. The Law Enforcement Court and the Circuit Court are their own people, so who will cause trouble? !

Just by looking at Zheng Ting's hesitant look, he knew that this guy didn't have the guts to do anything.

Zhang Dongling looked gloomy, angry but not murderous. He probably didn't want to take action directly.

Shui Yurong looked down on the two men. The other was just a foundation builder. It was not easy for the three of them to kill each other. What's so scary about this!

Two men didn't want to do it, and it was too risky for her to do it alone. Although she was full of murderous intent and wanted to smash Gao Xian's handsome face, she didn't dare to do it.

Shui Yurong became angrier as she thought about it, and she glared at Zheng Ting fiercely.

Zheng Ting looked confused, wondering where Shui Yurong could be so resentful. It's just a small thing, and he looks like he wants to eat people.

If the other party is disobedient, they will use some means to deal with the kid. When the kid suffers, he will naturally know how powerful they are.

It's not his style to go out and start a fight himself.

Zhang Dongling's eyes flashed. He relied on his status and was about to be promoted. At this time, he didn't want to cause trouble.

He couldn't bear to let Gao Xian go like this. The key is that Wanyingying is too valuable.

Let's put it this way, using spirit stones to make a simple estimate, Wan Yingying is worth at least one million spirit stones!

Compared to such a huge value, murder and arson are nothing but trivial matters!

Zhang Dongling thought about using tricks to control the opponent, but then he thought, there were too many variables in letting Gao Xian go.

"etc."

Zhang Dongling stopped Gao Xian, and he said in a deep voice: "Among the cultivators of our generation, the capable ones come first. I don't need the power of the sect to suppress you. Let's go to the sword discussion platform. If I win, this little girl belongs to me. If you win, You take her away. I won't bother you anymore.”

Gao Xian smiled: "This is not good, my cultivation is shallow and my hands are not heavy. If I accidentally hurt a fellow Taoist, wouldn't it be a sin?"

Zhang Dongling said calmly: "On the sword discussion platform, everyone depends on their ability. I just died at the hands of fellow Taoists. It was because I was not good at learning. I can't blame others."

“Okay, I agree.”

Gao Xian readily agreed that Yun Qiushui would definitely solve this trivial matter, but why bother.

The other party wants to fight, which is exactly what he wants.

Shui Yurong suddenly said: "Fellow Taoist Gao is so powerful, he must have extraordinary skills. I also want to learn from Gao Ming."

Gao Xianlang smiled and said: "Welcome, it is also a happy thing for us to meet friends through Dharma."

Shui Yurong was greatly surprised. Why did this man look so impatient to agree?

Zhang Dongling said loudly: "Tomorrow at noon, we will be waiting for you at the sword testing platform."

“I will definitely attend the appointment on time. See you there, everyone.”

Gao Xian said as he flicked his long sleeves and led Wan Yingying out of the yard.

Zhou Ye had a sad look on his face. He carefully bowed deeply to several foundation-building monks before walking backwards and leaving.

Da Niu had no respect for the foundation-building monks. He hurriedly turned around and followed Gao Xian without even looking at the foundation-building monks.

After a few people left, middle-aged Fang Ya was left standing at the door, smiling awkwardly.

Middle-aged Fang Ya came back, firstly to curry favor with Zhang Dongling, and secondly, to take advantage of the opportunity to watch the excitement.

After all, he may not encounter such a big event once in his life. From now on, some people will brag about it. In the industry, this is called qualifications, and others will look at you with a high regard.

Shui Yurong glanced at Nian Fangya with disgust, "This is what you should see, why don't you get out."

The woman's voice was as sharp as a needle, and the middle-aged Fang Ya's face turned pale with fright. He felt as if his heart was pricked by the sound. He staggered back a few steps, then his legs went limp and he collapsed on the ground.

Middle-aged Fang Ya didn't dare to stay any longer. He struggled and rolled out of the yard.

Before he left, he could still faintly hear the woman talking: "Find someone to check this guy's origins. If he is so confident and takes on the challenge, he must have some ability..."

After middle-aged Fang Ya left the Zhang family mansion, his heart was beating rapidly. When he left Anshanfang, his eyesight turned black.

When he struggled to reach the door of his house, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, followed by convulsions all over his body and collapsed to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, blood overflowed from middle-aged Fang Ya's mouth, and the aura in his eyes gradually dissipated.

At the last moment of his life, he suddenly thought of the woman's sharp screams, and he suddenly understood that it was the woman who used secret techniques to kill him...

(End of this chapter)

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