The young master of Ping Yao Pavilion looked up and down at Fang Chen, and couldn't help but smile:
"So these two brothers and sisters know a few monks. Are you a friend of their devil's father?"
The other party's words immediately made the young man with a bruised nose and swollen face furiously, and his spiritual power surged wildly. He immediately condensed a fireball and smashed it at the young master of the Ping Yao Hall.
"Bold, even the senior brother dares to attack?"
A cold shout directly shook the fragile fireball.
Everyone looked up and saw a gentle middle-aged man standing on the eaves of the Ping Yao Pavilion. He was wearing a green robe, and his robe was blown by the wind.
"Owner!"
The young girls nearby were busy giving gifts.
The owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion is a Jindan stage monk. At least on their street, he is already a famous existence.
When the brother and sister saw the middle-aged man appear, a hint of awe appeared in their eyes.
The young master of Ping Yao Pavilion reacted. Seeing that the other party dared to throw the fireball at him, he was so angry that he shouted at the middle-aged man:
"Dad, Fang Xiaotian not only did not pay the tuition, but also joined forces with monks outside to attack me! You can teach them a lesson!"
The owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion looked like lightning, and he glanced back and forth on Fang Chen. After a few breaths, he chuckled and jumped down, his figure floating, with a sense of tranquility.
The young and girls nearby were all fascinated by the sight. The brother and sister felt a sudden slap in their hearts, and a look of panic appeared in their eyes.
Just as the owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion was about to touch the ground, an inexplicable pressure suddenly fell on him like a giant mountain.
A hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes. The moment his feet landed on the ground, his knees also slammed into the ground, and then he slid all the way to Fang Chen, leaving two traces of plowing out by his knees behind him.
There was a silence nearby, and even some monks who were not interested in this matter could not help but stop and wait and see here.
In addition to the Ping Yao Hall, there are several cultivation halls on this street. The owners of each of them also walked out and looked at the Ping Yao Hall in surprise.
"How could the owner..."
The young girl looked stunned and gradually came to her senses.
The young master exclaimed: "Dad!??"
"Why should this museum owner give such a great gift?"
Fang Chen chuckled and shook his head, "Get up, it will be bad in public."
"yes……"
The owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion suddenly felt that the pressure on his body disappeared, so he stood up in surprise, and his face disappeared without the feeling of being above the top, and there was a hint of fear.
How could these two wild children know such monks?
Is the other party a Nascent Soul?
If he is really the Nascent Soul, he will be a very famous lecturer in the Great Victory Dynasty. He is so powerful that he is more powerful than a golden elixir like him!
Thinking of this, the owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion quickly whispered:
“These two are yours…?”
"I'm in the next chapter."
Fang Chen smiled.
"The same surname as Fang Xiaotian?"
"Is it the uncle of the same clan?"
"It turns out that Fang Xiaotian and his sister also have some background. Just now, the owner of the museum suddenly knelt on the ground. He must have been suppressed by this monk with his might!"
"Fortunately, I didn't pay much attention to Fang Xiaotian before and never offended him..."
There were whispers nearby, and the young master finally came back to his senses at this moment, knowing vaguely what was going on just now, and his face was a little pale.
Fang Xiaotian and Fang Xiaohua looked at each other, with a look of confusion in their eyes.
Fang Xiaohua subconsciously planned to speak, but saw Fang Chen glanced at her and blinked her eyes slightly. Then she realized that she immediately covered her mouth with her hands.
"It seems that this person must be Fang Xiaotian's relative. I didn't expect that his crazy father had such a background."
The owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion took a deep breath, a smile piled on his face, and bowed:
"Senior, just a casual fight between children, one misunderstanding and another, just solve it."
"Didn't Xiaotian owe you tuition? I'll give it to you for him first."
Fang Chen smiled.
"No, no, I don't owe it. Before Xiaotian's parents left, they actually saved a spiritual stone here, which was enough for their practice. However, the accountant in the museum was not meticulous enough and ignored the account.
”
The owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion hurriedly said.
Just then, several monks in white walked through the crowd and walked towards this side.
"Someone is fighting here just now?"
The monk in white in the white said lightly.
Seeing this, the young master suddenly moved his eyes and pointed at Fang Chen and said:
"Mr. White-clothed, it's this person. He just used his cultivation to force my father to kneel down."
"Things raised by bitch!"
The owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion had no time to stop it, so he could only curse in his heart, and then smiled at the monks in white:
"Several adults in white are actually just a misunderstanding. The damaged floor tiles on the street will be repaired and will be repaired today."
"Misunderstanding? But I always took action."
The white-clothed man in the head frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Fang Chen and said lightly:
"During the Immortal Ascension, all kinds of rules will be stricter. If it is normal, we will not forcefully interfere, but today, fellow Taoists are afraid they will have to go with us."
The young master was secretly delighted.
"And you, I'll have to go there."
The white-clothed person looked at the owner of the Ping Yao Hall.
The young master was stunned.
At this moment, a group of white clothes suddenly passed by. The middle-aged man in white clothes in front glanced at this side, and then said to the other party:
"This fellow Taoist, since he is an immortal, he should understand the rules of this place better, so he will not be the case."
Then he said to the white-clothed people: "Don't worry about this."
They came and went in a hurry. After he left with a group of white clothes, everyone only remembered the word "Immortal".
Only by turning immortals can one be called an immortal in the Great Victory Dynasty. At every time the Great Victory Dynasty ascends to the Immortals, aren’t the masters from all walks of life who come to participate in the purpose of ascending to the Immortals?
The white-clothed men were stunned for a while, then smiled bitterly, bowed to Fang Chen, turned around and left.
Obviously, the rules of the Great Winning Dynasty will be a little more relaxed when facing immortals.
"Immortal!"
"The relatives of these two brothers and sisters are immortals!"
"hiss--"
It took several breaths for people nearby to react.
The owner of the Ping Yao Pavilion had weak legs and forced himself to come to the young master. He raised his hand and slapped more than a dozen times. He was extremely heavy. After the blow, he dragged the young master with his broken teeth and knelt in front of Fang Chen.
.
"Senior, please forgive me!"
The young master was almost scared at this moment. He never expected that the person in front of him would be an immortal.
In Kyoto, only the top children can listen to the preaching in front of the immortals!
"Uncle is an immortal?"
Fang Xiaohua subconsciously looked at Fang Xiaotian.
Fang Xiaotian almost asked her what do you think of me?
He was more confused than anyone else.
Fang Chen was too lazy to see the young owner and smiled at the middle-aged man:
"Tell me just now, how much tuition is owed to you? You just said that, as if I was using my power to suppress others."