Zhu Xian: I have an incredible comprehension, and my sword can open the gates of heaven!

Chapter 125 Conflict breaks out! The Poisonous Master Qin Wuyan!
"The body of a beautiful woman in her twenties is like butter, so soft and delicate that it is easy to be pushed down."

A statement that was almost teasing.

Suddenly, a sound came from an unknown direction throughout the attic.

This statement came out.

This immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the casual cultivators present.

"Who? Who is teasing Miss Miao there?"

"Stand up if you can! I want..."

A big man stood up with an unhappy look on his face. His fierce eyes kept scanning the surroundings, as if he wanted to find out the person who spoke.

But at this moment, someone beside him pulled him.

"Huh?" The big man looked over unhappily.

I saw the person next to me silently pointing at the attic.

See this scene.

The big man's expression suddenly froze.

In the attic? Isn't that the exclusive place for the big guys?

His face was somewhat stiff as he looked up.

I saw a young man in white clothes and wearing a bamboo hat lazily leaning on the balcony on the third floor. His face was half-hidden, making it difficult to see his specific appearance, but from his indifferent posture, it can be seen that...

This man is very strong!

Terribly strong!
Before I even got close, an invisible aura was coming!

It's so terrifying!
The big man froze in place.

His body trembled slightly. He didn't expect that he had actually offended a big man who was at least at the fourth level of Yuqing? !

This……

Many of the wandering cultivators around him stayed away from him, for fear of being dragged into trouble by him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Ji Changfeng lowered his eyes and looked at the big man below. He shook his head and sighed in a calm tone, "A dog licks a dog, and in the end, he has nothing."

This statement came out.

Everyone's expressions were a little subtle.

But the big man breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Ji Changfeng was not going to argue with him, so he quickly stood up and bowed to him.

Finally left here in disgrace.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

At this moment, a voice full of laughter sounded.

Looking around, he saw a flamboyant young man holding a folding fan standing in the private room next to the young man in white. He looked at Ji Changfeng with a little admiration and complimented him:

"Fellow Taoists are in a good mood."

"You can actually speak such elegant words, could you be a fellow practitioner?"

Zeng Shushu winked at the young man in white.

See this scene.

Song Daren and others standing behind him looked at each other.

The moment they heard that voice, they discovered the true identity of the young man in white. Wasn’t it Ji Changfeng?
For a moment, Song Daren and his companions were delighted.

With Junior Brother Ji here, can't we dominate Chishui City?

Is this not?

Zeng Shushu just stood up and showed off.

Wenmin looked a little strange.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the young man in white next to her, and thought - Junior Brother Ji, does our Xueqi know that you are so arrogant?
Facing Zeng Shushu’s questions.

The young man in white smiled faintly. He raised his hand to lower the brim of his hat and said with a faint smile: "Daoyou, I don't know much about the common sayings. I only like to read the Spring and Autumn Annals. I wonder if I am the fellow Daoist you mentioned?"

"Spring and Autumn?" Zeng Shushu was slightly stunned.

A smile immediately broke out on his face.

Senior Brother Ji.

I didn't expect you to be such a person.

"That's right, that's right!"

"You are truly a role model for our generation!"

Zeng Shushu's face was all smiles.

For a moment, the only sounds in the attic were their discussion.

The group of casual practitioners around looked at each other in bewilderment.

But no one dared to stand up and say anything.

On the high platform, Jin Ping'er was slightly stunned.

She looked up at Ji Changfeng and Zeng Shushu who were talking, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

She knew Zeng Shushu's identity.

She also knew the identities of the other four Qingyun disciples who traveled with her, but unfortunately... the person she wanted to see didn't seem to come?

No...that's not right!
Jin Ping'er had an idea.

Her eyes turned to the young man in white who was talking to Zeng Shushu, and her heart was slightly touched.

According to rumors.

Ji Changfeng has only been in Qingyun for five or six years, and he is about seventeen or eighteen years old. Now he is in the posture of a teenager, and he likes white clothes and wears a sword at his waist...

Jin Ping'er stared at the young man in white carefully and had some vague guesses in her mind.

Could it be?

Jin Ping'er's heart moved slightly.

Just as she was about to say something, a cold voice suddenly rang out from another private room on the third floor.

"How long will you two continue to talk here?"

"We are here to attend a poetry reading, not to listen to you talk about love and romance."

This statement came out.

There was a sudden silence in the attic.

A group of casual cultivators looked up.

They looked at each other, not daring to say anything.

After all, he is a big shot, it doesn't matter if you scold him or fight with him.

As for this group of independent cultivators?

It’s better not to get involved casually.

Otherwise, I don’t know how I died by then.

On the high platform, Jin Ping'er's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she looked towards another attic. She knew the identity of the guests inside very well...

"Is he the direct disciple of the old senior Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?"

Jin Ping'er's heart moved slightly.

She did not say anything to stop the conflict between Qin Wuyan and the people from Qingyun Sect, but just watched quietly, taking this opportunity to test the waters...

Jin Ping'er looked at the young man in white wearing a bamboo hat.

Zeng Shushu frowned slightly.

He looked towards the attic opposite, and saw a sinister young man in blue standing in the private room. Behind him stood two old men, who were obviously of extraordinary status...

For a while.

The atmosphere in the attic was a little heavy.

Song Daren and the others looked at each other, then they stood up calmly and stood behind Zeng Shushu, looking at Qin Wuyan opposite them with serious eyes.

"Haha~"

Qin Wuyan sneered and said, "Why? The disciple of Qingyun Sect wants to use his power to suppress others?"

This statement came out.

There was a sudden commotion in the attic.

"What? Qingyun Sect?
"Are they from Qingyun Sect?!"

"Hiss - I see! So you are a master from Qingyun Sect?"

A group of casual cultivators looked at Zeng Shushu and his group with surprised eyes, pointing at them and saying something.

See this scene.

Song Daren and his group looked a little unhappy.

Zeng Shushu smiled faintly, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and said in a calm tone:

"As the leader of the righteous sect in the world, our Qingyun Sect will naturally not do anything like bullying others, but..."

"It's different for the demons of the Demon Cult."

Zeng Shushu stared at Qin Wuyan opposite him with a calm look.

This statement came out.

The noise in the attic rose again.

"What? Someone from the Demonic Cult?"

"People from Qingyun Sect and Demon Sect are here? Are they here for the red dragon in the Red Water?"

The group of casual cultivators around were talking about it.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the field became increasingly tense.

In a private room.

The helmsman of Xiaoxiang Pavilion frowned slightly.

She looked at Jin Ping'er on the high platform, wanting to ask whether she should step in to stop their quarrel?

But in the end, all he got was Jin Ping'er shaking her head.

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(End of this chapter)