In fact, during this period of time, people have been moving in from outside one after another, and some people have been moving out.

Most of the people who moved here were wealthy families from outside. Some of them directly bought several adjacent ancestral houses in the original town, knocked them down and rebuilt them, and connected them together to form a large house. However, this type of people mostly

There are only a few, after all, big trees attract the wind. For example, in Weichen Alley where Xu Changsheng lived, there was a Han Mansion that fell from the sky and bought an entire alley. At that time, the incident was a commotion in the town for a long time.

In fact, most of them bought the ancestral home of one family, and they didn't even dare to knock it down and rebuild it, so they had to make do with other people's old houses.

After all, the reconstruction of this house actually changed the original landscape of the town. What was the predecessor of the town? It was the last small world.

If you want to change the landscape afterwards... then you have to offset the karma after the small world collapsed, and you need to pay a lot of money from the immortal family, and even the unit is not calculated on a per-unit basis.

So everyone knows how big the background of the Han Mansion that bought the entire street of Weichen Lane is.

And the "Zhao Mansion" who hated Li Handong, with the financial resources of Na Dan, could at most buy a small piece of land as big as a palm in the corner of the original town.

Of the money spent, only a little was given to the original owner of the house, and most of it was used as "tolls."

As for Zhao Zuofu, who is in a Dan state of mind, he still relied on the natural advantage of being close to this small town to buy a small amount of land first. Otherwise, if he really waits until later, when the situation opens up, will he be so loyal? Move to the back.

You may not be able to buy it for several years.

The reason why he bought this house was very simple, just to make a profit from the "space" that changed hands when the situation opened up.

At that time, relying on this windfall, I might be able to continue on the road to immortality.

As for the reason for confronting Li Handong, it is also very simple. It is nothing more than a former "eldest young master" who didn't like an old farmer with no cultivation at all, and habitually said a few insults. In fact, it was also because the drinks that day were too much.

It was so sweet that Li Handong couldn't help but drink it once. Otherwise, he would never have forgotten the admonition "Don't make trouble in a small town".

Li Handong didn't know him, but he knew Li Handong.

Not only him, but also the outsiders who came to the town have basically heard of those two famous "young men". And those wealthy nobles of the Xian family who did not come have sung their names in the Patriarch Hall more than once.

His reputation has far surpassed that of the young people who were taken away.

Few people can remember the good things about others, while the bad things are often spread happily.

So an outcast who was "abandoned" by the whole world deserves to be taken seriously by Zhao Zuofu?

When he, Zhao Zuofu, was in the world, he was a loyal monk who made a name for himself with his violent temper. Now that he is old, how can he endure such a thing? Of course he can't.

So he pushed Li Handong to the ground and rubbed him on the spot, which is what everyone thought. He pressed him to the ground with pressure and "educated" him for a while.

Although he lives far away from the center of the town, the current crowd in the town is also dense. As a result, Li Handong's reputation has greatly increased, and he is even more prosperous in the town.

rise.

Since then, he has not dared to go out.

So now that I have found an opportunity and am holding my thigh, how can Li Handong let it go? Could it be that some people think that Li Handong is the generous person... If he was generous, how could he and Sun Qiao have been fighting openly and secretly for ten years in this small town?

several years.

Zheng Lianning held his collar in one hand and ran quickly among the crowds in this small town, as if no one was there. No one even noticed except those monks in the third realm.

When Li Handong came to his senses, he had returned to his old place and stood in that old place of shame and humiliation.

Recalling the scene that day, Li Handong couldn't help himself. He clenched his fists tightly and looked ferocious.

Zheng Lianning sneered.

With one kick, he broke open the door. The old immortal who was still practicing in the Third Realm of Middle School was shocked and walked out of the room to look at this unkind visitor.

"I wonder which fellow Taoist came to the door, maybe he thought I was easy to bully?" Zhao Zuofu made a hand seal, and a large flying sword was suspended between the two of them, with the tip of the sword pointed at the pale young man.

The sword light was sharp and the sword body buzzed.

Zheng Lianning did not dodge. He looked at the cautious old man and said softly: "Zhao Zuofu?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded, his expression slightly relaxed, but the flying sword was still pointed at him. After all, he was still the old Jianghu who had been walking in the world for many years. He seemed relaxed, but the sword energy on the sword became more concentrated.

Zheng Lianning said "Oh", turned around and asked: "How do you want to deal with it?"

"Um?"

Zhao Zuofu was shocked. There was someone else outside? He didn't notice it at all...

Zhao Zuofu narrowed his eyes, but he had already drawn his sword. The flying sword flashed, and like the iron cavalry, it instantly nailed the back of Zheng Lianning's head.

But it was him who ran away. After one blow, the old Jianghu crushed a life-saving talisman in an instant, and his body turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared.

Zheng Lianning didn't say anything. After all, he was also a spiritual platform, one that fell from distraction. Not to mention that he had transformed into a demon cultivator and received a great inheritance...

Now, when it comes to dealing with Dan's state of mind, which is a wild man, what if he lets him run away? Where will he put his face?

So when the wisp of breeze floated to the window, a streak of blood flashed on it, and Zhao Zuofu suddenly showed his original shape and fell to the ground, bleeding all over his body.

"Noisy!"

Zheng Lianning shouted coldly, and a short nail flew out of his sleeve, flashed away, and was nailed to his spiritual lake.

Without any warning, the spiritual lake of an immortal in the Third Realm of Alchemy was shattered by it, without even a sound being heard, and hundreds of years of hard work were reduced to nothing.

Zheng Lianning was too lazy to care anymore. He leaned back against the door frame and said to his would-be disciple: "Go ahead and do whatever you want to do with it."

Li Handong swallowed, feeling a little weak. He couldn't help it. Compared with the previous experiences of more than ten years, today's experience was like a dream.

Walking into the house cautiously, in this small hall, I immediately saw Zhao Zuofu lying on the ground wailing silently.

This alien immortal brought shame to him.

But after twisting his fists, Li Handong didn't know what to do. After all, he was still a young man who had never experienced anything. The fights he had in the past were just minor fights. How could he be like now, with an old man who looked like he was lying on his back?

In front of his eyes, he was wailing with blood all over his body.

With just one glance, the previous discomfort and humiliation seemed not to be that important anymore.

After all, compared to what he looks like now, he was much better before.

Sensing the change in his mentality, Zheng Lianning let out a cold "hum", and Li Handong's face turned red instantly, and a stream of blood came to his mouth. He turned to look at this young "immortal" who was behaving erratically, and was seriously frightened.

"Trash, you don't dare to kill anyone, but you still want to be my disciple!" Zheng

Lian Ning suddenly roared, and then her right hand turned into an eagle's claw, raised high, and slammed down.

Li Handong hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and shouted: "Master, don't kill me, master, don't kill me, I will kill him right now."

As he spoke, the young man couldn't stop crying. He seemed to regret it very much. He should have rejected this immortal from the beginning. Why should he agree to him just for the chance of becoming an immortal?

But in fact, in the young man's heart, he still thinks more about his parents and why they don't come to save him. He is really scared now. He doesn't want to become an immortal.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly darkened.

The young man looked up and saw the face of the young immortal very close at hand. His face was pale and there was a hint of blood in his eyes. When he looked closely, he saw that it looked like an endless bloody prison, in which were hidden the ghosts' wronged souls.

The young man fell back quickly, and then kept crawling back with his hands, just wanting to stay away from him.

But no matter how far he retreated, the devil-like monk was always close at hand, and he could even feel the cold air he breathed.

It wasn't until he was leaning against the wall that he could no longer retreat. Then the monk smiled and took out a short blade from his sleeve, handed it to him, then slowly turned his head to look at Zhao Zuofu lying on the ground, and said: "Come on.

, Take it, good disciple. Go and kill him, remember to apply a knife on his neck, so it will be effective, otherwise it will be difficult to kill him with such a state of mind."

As he spoke, Zheng Lianning stood up again, stretched, then looked down at the trembling young man, and said with a gentle smile: "It's okay if you can't do it, Master will help you. However, Master is

I'm helping you to give you a ride, so don't be afraid. Why is Master willing to let you go so fast, right? I'm so sorry for not keeping you for so many decades."

The words were gentle, but Li Handong understood the meaning. He grabbed the short blade on the ground and kowtowed, "I will do it now, I will do it now, Master, don't worry."

"If you know it, go as soon as possible. Master is not dead yet, so kowtowing is of no use!"

Zheng Lianning shouted low, kicked him in the abdomen, and kicked him to Zhao Zuofu's side.

The young man didn't feel any pain, he just tightened the short blade in his hand, as if holding the short blade gave him a little sense of security.

Zhao Zuofu looked at this slightly familiar young man, his eyes full of pleading, and he kept opening his mouth, but no sound came out. He couldn't even raise his hands, so he could only look at him begging.

.

Naturally, Li Handong could see his pleading and wanted to give up...but suddenly recalled Zheng Lianning's eyes and words just now, his whole body was excited, and he immediately tightened his grip on the short blade.

Zhao Zuofu also seemed to have accepted his fate, trembling and closing his eyes.

Li Handong did the same. He closed his eyes tightly, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and thrust it down hard, as if it was inserted into the flesh. He seemed to hear the old man's scream, and also seemed to hear Zheng Lianning's laughter...

…and it seemed like I didn’t hear anything.

I don’t even know what happened next, or how I left.

Not long after the two people left, the roof beams shook slightly, and a middle-aged Taoist jumped down, looking at the masterpieces of the two people before, and he was filled with admiration.

Then with a gentle wave of his hand, he smoothed away the traces of the two people's visit. When he finally left, he gently closed the door and put a mark on it to indicate that this place belonged to the Da Rui court.

Before Taoist Yukong left, he looked back and was extremely satisfied. Not only had he watched a good show, but he had also earned such a large amount of immortal money.
Chapter completed!