"Jun Ya, is Teng Yuan telling the truth?" Shang Tianding turned to look at Shang Junya. When he looked at his son, his eyes also flashed red.
"Return to father, Deputy Pavilion Master Teng told the truth." Under the comments of dozens of pairs of eyes from Tenglong Pavilion and Shang disciples, Shang Junya could not conceal the truth.
"What's the use of such a disciple? Die!" Shang Tian scolded coldly, and punched Shang Ziyuan on the ground with his right hand in a domineering and murderous manner.
Following Shang Tianding's domineering punch, Shang Ziyuan, who fell to the ground, turned into a ball of flying minced meat.
This scene made everyone watching feel cold in their palms and hairy in their hearts. This Shang Tianding was so cruel that he could do such a cruel thing to his grandson, leaving his body intact.
"Are you satisfied with Teng Yuan?" After killing his grandson with one punch, Shang Tianding turned to look at Teng Yuan, his words carrying a low murderous intent.
"King Tianding is serious." Teng Yuan suppressed the shock in his heart and said with his hands.
"As long as you are satisfied, you have to remember one thing. We are on the same road now. Don't worry about trivial matters. I can abandon my grandson, but what does a female disciple of Tenglong Pavilion mean?" After Shang Tianding dealt with Shang Ziyuan,
At the same time, he also warned Teng Yuan.
"What King Tianding said is, you all retreat now and do whatever you have to do!" Teng Yuan waved to the disciples below and led the way away. Now Teng Yuan was unwilling to get close to Shang Tianding, who was like a man-eating giant beast.
"You all should be honest. The great business of the merchant is the most important thing. If you can't control yourselves, you will end up like him." Shang Tianding explained to a group of stunned merchants below.
"Yes!" The merchant's children all bowed and said.
If the children of merchants respected Shang Tianding in the past, now they are afraid, fear from the bottom of their hearts, to be able to attack their own grandson, let alone those from collateral families.
"Jun Ya, come with me." Shang Tianding took Shang Junya back to the big tent.
"My father is a son who is lax in educating his children. He didn't handle it the first time because he wanted the disciples of Tenglong Pavilion to know who their master is. Who would have thought that this beast would cause trouble again." Shang Junya reviewed.
"You have done a good job. You have to clearly distinguish who is the master and who is the slave. But today you are not decisive enough, okay! I won't talk about this anymore. I will prepare more during this time." Shang Tianding talked to his son.
, there is no such thing as a gas mask, because he knows that no one dares to probe, at least there is none here.
"Jun Ya knows." Shang Junya breathed a sigh of relief. His son's death is a small matter because he is more than just a son. It would be a big deal if his father punished him.
Emperors are the most ruthless, and Shang Junya, who has many sons, will not feel sad for Shang Ziyuan at all.
"Okay, as a father, I still have things to do. You continue to watch here. If anyone is dishonest, use thunderous tactics. Isn't your uncle by your side? Also, pay more attention to the Tenglong Pavilion." Shang Tianding explained and stood up.
He left because he was going to make arrangements with Emperor Xue Can, Emperor Xue Ying and Emperor Xue Mei.
Over at Tenglong Pavilion, Teng Yuan and the senior officials of Tenglong Pavilion were also sitting together. They had not dared to speak. They were mainly afraid of Shang Tianding and worried that something might fall into his ears.
After Shang Tianding left, Teng Yuan fired a beam of energy that blocked the sound.
The method used by Teng Yuan was far inferior to that of Duan Yue. He could only block one side, but it was enough. At least the merchant's children couldn't hear it, and the danger was effectively avoided.
"Master, the Shang people are not kind people. If we hang out with them, aren't we seeking the skin of a tiger?" Liangzhou felt frightened when he thought of Shang Tianding's aura.
"You can't be the master now. We shouldn't question the decision made by the Pavilion Master. But to be honest, this cooperation is indeed a bit hasty." Teng Yuan sighed and said.
Not only was Liang Zhou afraid of Shang Tianding's aura, but Teng Yuan was also a little scared.
Shang Tianding came to the mountain full of evil spirits again. Only the Blood Can Emperor and the Blood Movie Emperor came out, but the Blood Charming Emperor was not there.
"How are your arrangements going? She hasn't come back yet?" Shang Tianding asked the Blood Can Emperor and the Blood Film Emperor.
"Everything has been arranged. Our subordinates have all gathered together. We only need to give the order to attack. Xue Mei has returned to the tribe, but her tribe's branches may be a little more troublesome." The Blood Shadow Emperor suddenly encouraged himself.
said the wings.
"I will wait here for a few days. There is no room for error in this matter." Shang Tianding went to the side and began to meditate and adjust his breath. The blood evil aura here was strong, and Shang Tianding had some desire to absorb it, so he sat down and suppressed it.
The Blood Candied Emperor and the Blood Shadow Emperor looked at each other, wondering why Shang Tianding had the same aura as the two of them. Could it be that this envoy dared to absorb the blood evil aura to practice?
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Wuwei Taoist Temple was divided into two teams. Qin Wuming took a few people and camped some distance away from the large army. Mainly because he knew in his heart that being with the large army would be uncomfortable. He could do it before.
It is reasonable to find fault with others, but now it is reversed. If you encounter provocation, you can only endure it and have no qualifications to fight.
After a few days of training, everyone in the group has almost recovered, mainly because the healing elixir Lin Ruo took out helped everyone a lot.
While others were cultivating, Lin Ruo was meditating and cultivating. While cultivating his fighting spirit and divine power, he was also using the fighting spirit in his Dantian to continue strengthening his body.
With each improvement in cultivation, Lin Ruo's body strength increased. The energy gained from the nameless skills that the sloppy old guy gave him, combined with the Dantian battle energy and purple beads, strengthened the body even more effectively.
While Meng Xilai and Han Shuiyao were familiar with the new rank, they were also responsible for guarding. Now the disciples of Wuwei Taoist Academy could not withstand another high-intensity battle, so guarding was more important.
"Senior Brother Feng, is Lin Ruo working too hard? Doesn't he have nothing else to do in his life besides cultivation?" Hao Zhennan touched his bald head and came to Feng Xin's side.
"You think that everyone is as unmotivated as you. Lin Ruo's rapid improvement in cultivation in a short period of time is the result of his hard work." Feng Xin looked at Hao Zhennan with contempt.
"That's true, but Senior Brother Feng doesn't need to hit me. Maybe I can't compare with Lin Ruo or others. I'm a bald man who is also a genius in cultivation and a wonder in the cultivation world." Hao Zhennan said, patting his chest.
"Haha, don't you blush, bald?" Fang Fang walked over.
"What's red? This is the truth." What Hao Zhennan said is true. Among the disciples of Wuwei Taoist Temple, Hao Zhennan is really the youngest and the fastest in cultivation.
"Okay, if you're fine, go make tea and get some hot tea for the other injured brothers. If you're still worried, go catch fish and make fish soup." Feng Xin arranged things for the two of them.
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"Bald head, you go make tea, and I'll catch fish." Fang Fang got up and walked towards the pool.
After practicing for a few days, Lin Ruo's wound was almost healed, mainly because the energy in the body repaired the wound very quickly, faster than other people with minor injuries.
Lin Ruo walked out of the tent, looked at the other senior brothers, and thought of Yun Zheng who was still in the sect, wondering what Yun Zheng was doing.
Lin Ruo did not forget Yun Zheng, and planned to give him some of the Flying Centipede's Yuanzhu when he returned, letting him exchange for some high-level exercises and storage rings. As for the pills, Lin Ruo had more.
"Lin Ruo, what are you thinking about?" Meng Xilai and Han Shuiyao, who had been on guard, came over when they saw Lin Ruo leaving the tent.
"It's nothing, I just remembered a brother." Lin Ruo said with a smile.
"You look very good. How is your recovery from the injury? Is the brother you are talking about Yunzheng?" Meng Xilai still knows something about Lin Ruo's past.
"The injury has almost recovered. There is nothing serious anymore. He will be fine in two days. I don't know how Yunzheng is doing now. The Feng family is very hostile to him now." Lin Ruo felt a little worried.
"It should be fine. Isn't Yunzheng in the law enforcement hall? Each branch cannot reach out to the law enforcement hall yet." Meng Xi came to comfort Lin Ruo.
"Yun Zheng? Is he the one for whom you killed Feng Xiaotian's nephew?" Han Shuiyao thought for a moment and asked.
"Well, that's him." Lin Ruo nodded.
"You can talk to Junior Brother Feng Xiaotian, he is not an ignorant person." Han Shuiyao said with a smile.