Looking at the yellowed brocade box in front of him, Gu Qing tore it open and opened the fire paint, revealing the contents of the brocade box to the eyes of the three of them.
Inside the brocade box, I saw a human-shaped jade pendant and a piece of yellowed letter paper full of handwriting.
Picking up the letter paper in the brocade box, Gu Qing looked at it intently.
Your Majesty, Mr. Gu Qingen, when you read this letter, I believe that I, Zhang Tiansheng, have long been buried in the loess, but your great kindness, Zhang Tiansheng, will never be forgotten. I only regret that as a mortal, I cannot avenge this bloody feud for you.
, this is the biggest hate in life!
Although all the monks in the Holy Domain say that you were pierced by a sword and fell under the cloud cliff, I believe that you will come back to the world again and be invincible in the world again. I firmly believe this.
I am naturally ashamed. The only thing I can do is to wait for you to come back in this inn and serve you day and night. Even if I die, I will still have my son, and my son will still have my grandson after his death. There are endless descendants, and I can’t wait for you in a hundred years.
When you return, we will wait for a thousand years. If we cannot wait for you for a thousand years, we will wait for ten thousand years until the heaven and earth collapse and our descendants are cut off!
Seeing this, Gu Qing's heart palpitated. He didn't expect that the store owner was so persistent!
After calming down his fluctuating mood, Gu Qing continued to look down.
The second greatest hatred in my life is that I, the Zhang family, are all ordinary mortals. In this cruel world, we survive like ants. We have been cautious for generations. Regarding those monks, we mortals are like pigs and dogs, killing them at will.
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Tiansheng shamelessly prays to the ancient Qing benefactor. If your descendants have good conduct and can enter the eyes of your benefactor, please let him follow you and serve you day and night. Tiansheng can rest in peace even under the Nine Nether Purgatory!
If the descendants of the descendants behave badly, I ask my benefactor to kill them with my sword. Such descendants must not be members of the Zhang family. Zhang Tiansheng's last words!
After reading the letter in his hand, Gu Qing's mood fluctuated. A light flashed in his eyes and he looked at the young man Zhang Zhen.
"My benefactor! Can I pay homage to my ancestor's handwriting?" Zhang Derun said cautiously.
Handing the letter to Zhang Derun casually, Gu Qing closed his eyes and pondered, with a thought in his heart. He had just watched Zhang Zhen, a young man who, although his temper was a little out of control, was kind in nature and was by no means a dull person. A decision emerged in Gu Qing's mind.
heart.
At this time, Gu Qing closed his eyes and was deep in thought. Zhang Derun quickly read the letter from his ancestor Zhang Tiansheng. A trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He inadvertently muttered in his heart that this ancestor was also a ruthless person.
Fortunately, although the conduct of father and son is not excellent, they have never done anything evil.
Gu Qing suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and drank the wine in one gulp. Gu Qing said in a low voice: "I am an ominous person. Following me will only bring disaster to your Zhang family, but I
I have such a good relationship with your Zhang family, so today I teach this child a set of exercises, which can also be regarded as giving Zhang Tiansheng an explanation."
Hearing Gu Qing's words, Zhang Zhen didn't understand what was going on, but Zhang Runde looked overjoyed and hurriedly pulled Zhang Zhen to his knees and said, "Thank you so much, my benefactor!"
"Evil son! Why don't you kowtow and thank your benefactor!" Zhang Runde said this and hurriedly yelled at Zhang Zhen beside him.
Zhang Zhen was overjoyed when he came back to his senses and quickly kowtowed to express his gratitude.
Looking at the happy expressions of father and son, Gu Qing smiled bitterly and said: "Get up and have a drink with me."
As Gu Qing's words fell into the ears of the father and son, they quickly stood up and sat down opposite Gu Qing.
Suddenly! Gu Qing frowned, and a murderous word came from his mouth, "It seems you are really looking for death!"
At this time! Outside the inn door, dozens of sect disciples wearing Xianshan Sect costumes were filled with murderous aura. The person in charge was Xiong Xinyan who was in Xianyun Pavilion earlier!
Originally frightened by Gu Qing's power in Xianyun Pavilion, Xiong Xinyan became very angry. When he returned to his sect, he received a report from his disciples that a dozen disciples had their arms chopped off by a casual cultivator.
Xiong Xinyan's already angry mood was completely ignited by the fact that such a thing happened. He led his sect disciples and rushed towards the inn without asking who did it.
"Senior brother, this is it! You have to avenge your junior brothers!" The middle-aged man who had a leg and an arm cut off by Gu Qing kept crying to Xiong Xinyan.
Looking at this man's shameful appearance, Xiong Xinyan cursed disdainfully: "You are such a waste, even a casual cultivator can make you like this!"
Listening to Xiong Xinyan's insults, the middle-aged man was extremely aggrieved and said: "It's not because of my junior brother's cultivation, but this casual cultivator is already a master of the body cultivation realm, otherwise the junior brothers would not have ended up like this!"
"What? You said this casual cultivator is a master of spiritual energy cultivation?" Xiong Xinyan was startled when he suddenly heard the middle-aged man's words, and Gu Qing's face involuntarily appeared in his mind.
A look of fear flashed through Xiong Xinyan's eyes, and he spoke quickly: "Is he wearing black clothes and his face looks like an ordinary person?"
Seeing Xiong Xinyan's anxious expression, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Senior Brother Xiong, could it be that you are friends with this person?"
"Nima!"
Hearing that the middle-aged man admitted in disguise that he was indeed the murderer, Xiong Xinyan's face changed drastically, a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he occasionally uttered a curse word.
"Why didn't you tell me it was this person earlier?" Looking at the mutilated middle-aged man, Xiong Xinyan wanted to chop off his other two limbs.
Looking at the cold sweat on Xiong Xinyan's forehead, the middle-aged strong man seemed to understand something. His face turned pale and his mouth trembled as he said: "Brother Xiong Xiong, I just wanted to tell you that you led people to kill here! I
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"You, you are a piece of shit who doesn't succeed enough but fails more than you can!"
Xiong Xinyan didn't expect that his great reputation would be betrayed by such a cripple, and he had already thought about retreating.
At this time, the other sect disciples were completely unaware of the conversation between the two, and the unusually arrogant curses they heard fell into Xiong Xinyan's ears.
"You dare to insult me, a disciple of the Immortal Mountain Sect, you dare to get out of here."
"Senior Brother Xiong can turn such a dog-like casual cultivator into nirvana with one palm!"
"I think he's scared! Knowing that Brother Xiong is here, I guess this bitch has gone somewhere long ago."
The crowd yelled and cursed more and more, and Xiong Xinyan's face became paler and paler. His rough face was extremely distorted, and he almost cried!
"That's enough!" A loud roar sounded from Xiong Xinyan's mouth.
Suddenly hearing Xiong Xinyan's roar, everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter.
"Senior Brother Xiong is indeed angry. It seems that this despicable casual cultivator must die here today!"
"A casual cultivator who luckily enters the cultivation realm thinks he is invincible. Brother Xiong's anger will burn him to ashes."
"You guys?" Xiong Xinyan pointed at everyone, his arms kept shaking, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Looking at these Anding period disciples, Xiong Xinyan didn't expect them to be such idiots!
"Tap tap tap!"
The sound of footsteps fell into everyone's ears, and the door of the inn was opened. Gu Qing walked out with a calm expression, followed by Zhang Derun and his son who followed him with nervous expressions.
"You bastard finally dared to come out. Wasn't it arrogant to ask us to cut off our own arm just now?" shouted a sect disciple who had cut off his own arm before.
"Kneel down for us. I will chop off your limbs today and make you wail in pain for the rest of your life."
Everyone was shouting and cursing, and they looked at Gu Qing as if they wanted to eat him alive.
"Noisy!"
A thunderous explosion burst into everyone's ears, and dozens of inner disciples suddenly screamed, covering their ears with their hands and walking backwards, and traces of blood flowed from their ears!
"Ah! You are a dog-like casual cultivator, Brother Xiong," a sect disciple roared angrily.
"Snapped!"
A slap instantly hit the man's cheek, and some blood flew from his mouth. Looking at the figure in front of him, the sect disciple was completely stunned on the spot.
"Senior Brother Xiong, you?"
"boom!"
Before the person could finish speaking, Xiong Xinyan kicked the person to the ground, leaving dozens of sect disciples stunned on the spot.
Glancing at Gu Qing's face with his peripheral vision, he found that there was no movement on the other side. Xiong Xinyan calmed down his nervousness, took three steps instead of two and came to Gu Qing with a low posture and said: "These disciples don't know the importance, so I won't bother you."
Are you going to Brother Luo to be clean?"
As Xiong Xinyan's words fell into everyone's ears, the space suddenly became eerily silent. Dozens of sect disciples, including the Zhang family father and son, looked at Xiong Xinyan's face with expressions of disbelief!
Xiong Xinyan, who has always been civilized with a violent temper, actually kowtows to a casual cultivator. This kind of divine turn makes dozens of sect disciples unable to accept it. There is no doubt in their hearts that the strong man like a tower in front of him is really the Xiong Xinyan of his sect.
Senior brother?
Where was that murderous and dominating posture on the way here just now?
The strange looks from everyone obviously made Xiong Xinyan's cheeks turn red, but thinking of the scene in Xianyun Pavilion not long ago, Xiong Xinyan felt that his choice was the right one. In terms of cultivation, Li Wuchang was about the same as himself, and even he was slapped.
If he fell to the ground, he and his sect disciples might not be enough to kill Luo Wusheng!
Looking at the red face of Xiong Xinyan in front of him, Gu Qing couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart. These disciples of the sect were like this nine hundred years ago, and they will be the same nine hundred years later. They have always bullied the weak and feared the strong, and treated those who were stronger than themselves with humiliation.
The weak are like stepping on ants. This also proves that in this cruel world, the weak can only crawl at the feet of the strong. This is also the reason why those sects still exist in the world after nine hundred years!
"I just insulted me and cut off my arm. I will pretend that it didn't happen today." A low voice came out of Guqing's mouth.
As Gu Qing finished speaking, the few sect disciples who had just insulted Gu Qing the most were so frightened that they cried out!
"Brother Luoluo! Can you give Xiong some face?" Looking at the few sect disciples with only one arm left, Xiong Xinyan said with an extremely embarrassed expression.
"Um?"
Gu Qing frowned and said with a slightly colder tone: "Insult me! Then where should I, Luo, put my face?"
Looking at Gu Qing's serious face, Xiong Xinyan was startled, and a trace of resentment flashed across his eyes. He was also a straightforward person. He condensed spiritual energy in his hands, and then struck the sect disciples in the air.