The origin of Taoist Qingniu is unknown. When he appeared in the public eye, he was already a foundation-building monk.
He occupied a piece of land in Qingniu Mountain and built Qingniufang City from scratch.
A foundation-building battle established Qingniufang City's reputation among the casual cultivators.
But after Fang Chang learned more about it, he realized that after the Foundation Establishment Battle, Qingniu Taoist had fought against several Foundation Establishment monks.
Among them are many monks at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm in the sect world, and it is said that they have a trump card in their hands that makes Master Jindan fearful.
Therefore, Taoist Qingniu, who had no background, slowly gained a foothold on Annan Road, because he himself had become a background.
Since then, Qingniufang City has stood firm, and more than ten years have passed.
However, Taoist Qingniu is rumored to be obsessed with breaking through the golden elixir and has always lived in seclusion, so few people can see him.
When Fang Chang walked into the door and saw Taoist Qingniu, he realized that he was a very elegant and mature man.
He is about thirty years old, dressed in a blue gown, and has a bookish air about him.
It seemed as if the person standing in front of him was not a famous foundation-building master, but a Confucian scholar who had read many poems and books.
He finally understood from whom Shopkeeper Xu got his temperament.
It’s true that what goes up is good and what goes down is effective.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that this Taoist Qingniu, whose name sounded like a trick, was still a little bit higher than him in terms of temperament and attractiveness to girls.
"When Fang Chang met the owner of the workshop, he showed little courtesy, which is not respectful."
Fang Chang bowed his hand and presented a brocade box, which contained an unpretentious box of spiritual stones. It was a very tacky and sincere gift.
"This is my family dinner, my nephew doesn't need to be polite."
Taoist Qingniu waved, and the maid took the gift box and left.
Nephew?
The smile on Fang Chang's face froze, feeling that the Qing Niu Taoist was a little too trusting.
They are both Foundation Establishment Realm monks, so even if his cultivation level is two small realms lower, it is normal for peers to talk to each other.
Well, he is just that kind of high-level monk with a small mind.
But I can't beat him, so I'll write down the account first.
Fang Chang sat down with a smile, and immediately the maid began to serve the dishes. Apparently there were no other guests, and there were only him and Taoist Qingniu in the spacious banquet hall.
Is it really a private family dinner?
Fang Chang was a little surprised.
He and Taoist Qingniu had no friendship before, so they entertained him with a family dinner. Did their relationship develop too quickly?
"I was quite sad when I heard that Brother Qin passed away unfortunately. I didn't expect that the Lingjian Sect would continue to have a destiny, and it would produce genius swordsmen like Li Jianchun one after another, as well as wise nephews like Xian Nephew.
Nowadays, the Lingjian Sect is famous in the Liuyun Mountains, which is close to the time when Brother Qin was still alive.
I think it won't be long before I surpass Brother Qin."
Taoist Qingniu smiled and exchanged greetings.
Fang Chang made a movement and asked hesitantly:
"The relationship between the boss and our sect leader is very good?"
This makes sense. I am afraid that the master of the workshop thought that he was really the registered disciple of Master Qin, so he was so affectionate to him and treated him as a good nephew.
Unexpectedly, Lao Qin had a wide range of friends, and even Qingniu Taoist was his friend.
Thinking of it like this, he couldn't help but feel scared.
If the Qin Sect Master had been more cautious at that time and called Taoist Qingniu for help, he and Li Hu might have had to pay for their lives.
Taoist Qingniu did not answer directly, but asked with a slight smile:
"What do you think my nephew thinks?"
Fang Chang smiled dryly and said, "I think it's great."
Taoist Qingniu said with a half-smile, "Then my nephew, do you think I know whether Brother Qin has a closed disciple?"
Fang Chang felt as if Taoist Qingniu's eyes were stripping off all his clothes and seeing through him, and he became a little nervous unconsciously.
He swallowed secretly, ready to call Sister Tiezhu for support at any time.
"Senior Brother Li's existence is extremely secretive. Even the person next to the sect master doesn't know about it. Why would the sect master tell me something?
If the boss wants to say anything, please speak up."
Qingniu Taoist didn't seem to notice Fang Chang's little move, and said to himself:
"Actually, the relationship between me and Qin Jing is not only bad, but also very bad. Back then he came to my market to buy top-grade foundation-building pills for his son.
As a result, his son died at the gate of my farm. He was angry with me, thinking that I had harmed his son, and he fought with me.
Fortunately, I am somewhat wise and I was able to outsmart them and drive them away.
Therefore, when I later heard the news of his unfortunate death, I clapped my hands and applauded.
Now, my dear nephew, you can sit down with peace of mind."
Fang Chang didn't know what expression to make at this moment.
No roller coaster offers this kind of ride.
"Haha, I don't know what the boss means. Do you want to take revenge on me for the grudge against our sect leader?"
Taoist Qingniu shook his head: "Boy, you can occupy the magpie nest with that Li Jianchun. That's your ability. What does it have to do with me?"
Not to mention that Qin Jing is arrogant and arrogant, which makes me quite unhappy. If you take away his inheritance, I can remain silent.
It’s just that you shouldn’t covet my baby, then I won’t be able to keep you.”
Qingniu Taoist's face showed a bit of murderous intent, a cow moo sounded in the void, and a strong pressure suddenly filled the entire banquet hall.
Fang Chang suddenly had a question mark on his face.
What baby?
Fang Chang's thoughts raced, and Dongdong's beautiful face that looked both angry and happy suddenly appeared in his mind.
Blanch!
Could it be that the rumors are true, that Dongdong is Taoist Qingniu’s forbidden concubine, his cauldron of enlightenment, so he just took a few steps closer to her and was about to die?
Apart from this, he has no connection with Taoist Qingniu anymore, and he even gave him a lot of spiritual stones.
At this moment, Fang Chang had only one thought in his mind.
Mudd, if you had known earlier, you would have taken the initiative.
Now that I haven't eaten the meat, I still have to get beaten!
Fang Chang stood up and slapped the table, saying angrily:
"You're such a Qingniu Taoist, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
"The Spirit Sword Sect has five foundations, and my senior brother Li Jianchun is a natural swordsman, invincible at his level. If I have a chance to escape today, I must gather my troops and come to your Qingniufang City to kill everyone!
Your treasure is Dongdong, right? Dongdong is a good girl, but she wants to be wasted in the hands of a beast like you, bah!"
As he said this, he threw an identification technique over.
He was about to tear himself apart, and he didn't care about angering Taoist Qingniu for this.
Then Fang Chang's face froze, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes as he looked at Taoist Qingniu.
Taoist Qingniu felt Fang Chang's prying eyes and thought he was using some secret technique, but he said calmly:
"Everyone outside knows that Dongdong is my taboo, but you dare to touch it and die today. Do you ever regret it?"
Fang Chang had already retreated to the door and paused, but his mouth was still stiff.
"Of course I regret it!"
"I regret not telling Miss Dongdong my feelings earlier, regret not making up my mind earlier to take her out of the clutches of you bastard, regret that I regret it too late!"
"Come on! Don't be afraid of death!!"
Fang Chang was full of momentum, like a brave warrior who was not afraid of death.
