The owner of this magical instrument shop is an old man in his 60s.

After hearing that his son was injured, he immediately ran out.

"Xiao Zhuo, what's wrong with you?"

"Who hurt you like this?"

The old man looked at his son, and muddy tears flowed from his eyes.

I saw the man being supported, covered in blood.

It was obvious that the injury was serious.

"I told you earlier that I don't want you to learn any techniques, but you didn't listen?"

"What kind of magic exchange conference are you going to? Are you satisfied now?"

The old man complained, wiping his tears while supporting his son.

This scene happened to be seen by Wu Luan and Bai Jingzhi.

Especially when they heard that this man was a casual practitioner participating in a magic exchange conference, the two frowned slightly.

Looking up at the man covered in blood, Wu Luan wondered: "This guy is actually a casual cultivator participating in the magic exchange meeting?"

"But why was he injured?"

Wu Luan was a little curious.

Before, Wu Luan followed Jiang Ning to the Eight Immortals and met the casual practitioners at the Spells Exchange Conference.

But they are very harmonious!

Why is this man so injured now?

Out of curiosity, Wu Luan couldn't help but approached and asked: "Hello, may I ask, are you a casual cultivator participating in the magic exchange meeting?"

The man in question had already wiped the blood off his face. He raised his head and glanced at Wu Luan.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Wu Luan said: "To be honest, I am also a practitioner of magic. I also went to the magic exchange conference a few days ago."

After listening to Wu Luan's self-introduction, the man in front of him looked at Wu Luan again.

"Can I ask, why are you injured like this?"

"As far as I know, the magic exchange meeting strictly prohibits practitioners from fighting privately."

Wu Luan asked.

The injured man sighed: "We didn't fight, we were blatantly bullied by the four sects."

"What?"

When Wu Luan heard about the four major sects, he was not only confused.

Before.

Jiang Ning defeated three sects one against three in the Eight Immortals Tower. He defeated the three sects in less than five moves, and finally they left in despair.

I really didn’t expect that these four sects would dare to bully people in public?

"Can you tell me in detail what's going on?"

Wu Luan asked.

The man then simply explained the situation.

"All of this stems from that little god named Jiang!"

When Wu Luan heard the name "Jiang Ning", his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Even Bai Jingzhi's expression changed slightly.

"The little immortal named Jiang, for some reason, offended the Divine Medicine Sect. For this reason, the Divine Medicine Sect joined forces with the four major sects to issue a kill order for the little immortal named Jiang... For this reason, the four major sects

They surrounded us and forced us to ask about the whereabouts of the little immortal named Jiang!"

"Not only did they humiliate and beat us, they also looted and ran away with all the elixirs we bought from the little gods!"

When Wu Luan and Bai Jingzhi heard this, a surge of anger rose from their hearts.

What a beast!

unacceptable.

Not only did they beat these innocent casual practitioners, but they also robbed Jiang Ning of the spirit-boosting pills he had exchanged with them.

Thinking of this, Wu Luan's fists clenched tightly.

"Are you sure this is all done by the four sects? And the Divine Medicine Sect?" Wu Luan asked again.

"Sure, of course sure!"

"Okay, thank you for telling me this! Don't worry, my young master will definitely help you get back your revenge!"

Wu Luan left the magic weapon shop with Bai Jingzhi without saying a word.

The man who was beaten, on the other hand, had a surprised look on his face and thought to himself: Who is this young master?

…

Kowloon Villa.

On the back mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, Jiang Ning was still sitting cross-legged, building his own Yunshan formation.

At this moment, Wu Luan came running over.

"Master, no, something big happened!"

After Wu Luan ran over, he immediately said to Jiang Ning, who was sitting cross-legged.

Jiang Ning, who was building the Yunshan Formation, rolled his eyes at Wu Luan.

What a bad old man.

Why can't you calm down at all now?

Is something big happening at every turn?

"What happened?" Jiang Ning asked.

Wu Luan said: "There are four other sects of the Divine Medicine Sect, and they are all jointly looking for you now, and they are threatening to kill you!"

Forehead?

Hearing this, Jiang Ning raised his eyebrows.

"kill me?"

"right!"

"why?"

"I don't know! But it has spread outside! And what I don't know is that the four major sects have already started to take action. They used torture and torture to exchange spells on the casual cultivators, and they also stole the soul-boosting spirits from them openly.

Dan!”

Wu Luan then recounted the scenes he encountered today.

"The most important thing is that they must find you and kill you if they say cruel words!"

After hearing what Wu Luan said, Jiang Ning's face darkened.

What a bastard.

Young Master, I am an honest man, why did disaster suddenly fall from the sky?

Moreover, these brats actually took away the soul-boosting pills that they had exchanged with the casual cultivators?

This is blatant robbery.

As Jiang Ning thought about it, a chill slowly broke out all over his body.

"Master!"

"What should we do?"

Wu Luan couldn't help but ask when he saw that Jiang Ning was silent.

"Fuck them!"

"What else can be done?"

"Made, since this Divine Medicine Sect and the other four sects must seek death, I will help them one by one!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Ning suddenly stood up from the ground!

"Check it out for me. Immediately find out the lair of the four sects and the Divine Medicine Sect. Young Master, I will go and meet them in person!"

…

Ever since the Divine Medicine Sect issued a kill order against Jiang Ning.
To be continued...