The echoing laughter around him suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere subtly cooled down.
One by one, they looked at the human Taoist priests who didn’t know how to commend themselves, and rejected Senior Liao You twice in a row in front of everyone. Who gave him the courage?
Even if a human Taoist priest has some background and can sneak into the ghost market, but for the sake of an insignificant little elf, he offends a seventh-level senior with great supernatural powers. How can a young man act without considering the pros and cons of it? Is that just smart?
If they want to curry favor with Senior Liaoyou, they can hardly find such an opportunity.
Liao You had a green beard and green hair, and his pupils were dark green. He glanced at the captain of the Yin soldiers following behind the Taoist priest. The captain of the Yin soldiers bowed to him without daring to raise his head. He obviously knew his identity. There was another dark boy and a little demon.
His face was still pale with fear, he bowed respectfully, his legs were still shaking slightly, and his eyes passed by without taking a closer look at the small character who was not worthy of being on the stage.
Looking again at the young Taoist priest with a calm expression and straight back, he saw something different.
"It turns out that he is the former Ming Chai of the Fifth Palace who is walking in the Yang world. He has a trace of the "Judge", an important weapon in the small world of the Yang world. I am disrespectful."
Liao You smiled and pointed out several identities of the other party. He knew it was not that simple. The Taoist priest still had a black ghost card hanging on his waist. His cultivation level was not worth mentioning in his eyes. There must be a big force behind him. Otherwise, don't be brave.
It won't be so strong.
"I need to use an earth element and wood element to combine the medicine. I sent my men to search for more than a hundred years in all realms of the underworld. It is not convenient to go to the human world. I also asked the underworld to pay attention. I have been looking for it but can't find it. I didn't expect to meet you today.
The medicine is suitable for you, so I ask you to give me some love, and I will be richly rewarded."
With his identity being explained so clearly, if the other party refuses again, then he really can't understand the seriousness. The forces behind him can't offend him just for the sake of a useless little monster, and may treat the little monster as a favor.
give.
Zhang Wenfeng secretly exclaimed, this is like putting him on fire and forcing him to make a choice.
He has been on the battlefield outside the territory for so many years, so he understands the laws of the underworld about the jungle and the strong, and the strict rules of hierarchy. In the eyes of experts, monsters that are less than the second level like the little demon spirit are just a toy and nothing.
The dark-skinned boy calmly supported the little elf who had no strength to stand firm. With his nature, in order not to offend a seventh-level master, he could give up a little elf at will in exchange for the favor with the master, but after more than ten years of
We get along with each other and have fun, even though he says he wants to eat Liande in different ways, but if something really happens, he won't be willing to do it.
He silently supported the desperate little demon and did not communicate any advice to Taoist Zhang.
It's better to be ruthless and unjust, and not be burdened by the word "love".
What Taoist Zhang had understood was the "Tao of Merciless". Deep down in his heart, he wanted to see Taoist Zhang's choice, but he didn't want the weak-minded little Liande to die. This was a very contradictory thought.
All the eyes in the vicinity were fixed on the human Taoist priest, some were amused, some were secretly laughing and ridiculing, and most of them were watching the excitement and not being afraid of the height of the stage, hoping that the Taoist priest would be bold enough to refuse Liao You for the third time.
It won't take more than three, and then there will really be a good show.
"Brother Liaoyou, please don't embarrass my little brother. If he did anything wrong, my sister will apologize to you. If you need any compensation, just tell me."
A woman's delicate laughter came from the air, making the solemn atmosphere disappear.
Many ghost cultivators and Yin soldiers made way for a passage, and Shi Shiran walked in from the outside wearing a black robe, with a small white flower in her hair on the right side of her head, and her face covered with a layer of mist-like shimmering light.
Tulle, a pair of smiling eyes.
Behind the woman were Jiu Ming and a young ghost cultivator with a strong build.
Liao You laughed and saluted, "Sister Bo Yao was joking. The flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple. It was Liao You who was blind and didn't recognize that this little brother was one of his own. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Secretly glad, he is really a super power that he cannot afford to offend. Even if King Han has not appeared in the underworld for thousands of years, King Han's unique style of fighting with his majesties is still widely circulated.
It is said that King Han is seeking a breakthrough in the human world. Could it be that the little Taoist priest in front of him is King Han's new subordinate?
The Han Palace has been keeping a low profile for thousands of years, and there are as many as five seventh-level masters. Bo Yao is in front of him.
He is the most talkative one, he is well-rounded and has a wide network of friends. If it were that cold guy named Lengmian, he would definitely not be able to get off the stage today, and he might even have to fight.
There is no good in fighting, and you may get hurt.
Being so arrogant, I completely lost my face.
Zhang Wenfeng saw Jiu Ming appear and looked at the woman's dress. He could guess that the woman was Mo Ye's subordinate. Mo Ye had a hairpin on the left side of his head and liked to use palm-sized brightly colored flowers. The woman followed suit and had small white flowers on the right hairpin.
He was completely relieved. The feeling of being forced by a master to express his position in public with his words and momentum was very uncomfortable, and he broke out in cold sweat.
The ghost cultivators who were watching the excitement dispersed silently under the glances of Liao You's two subordinates.
"This is his first time coming to the underworld. He has never seen the world. Brother Liaoyou, please bear with me." The woman returned the greeting and finished speaking. She looked at the Taoist priest who saluted her. Her eyes were covered with a veil of intimacy, and she smiled.
Zhuxu supported him and said: "I'm older than you, you can just call me Senior Sister. I just heard Jiu Ming talk about you. When you have some free time, let's have a nice tea with Jiu Ming and have a nice chat."
Zhang Wenfeng saluted and replied, "Yes, I will follow senior sister's arrangements."
Jiu Ming smiled and said, "Senior sister is a distinguished guest that cannot be invited. When you come to this humble abode in person, you will be full of glory."
He was able to get a good job as the deputy commander of the battlefield outside the territory, all thanks to Senior Sister Bo Yao of the Han Palace who ran up and down for him. The intricacies of it took a lot of time and effort. He now knows that Senior Sister Bo Yao was the one who got the empress in the first place.
of instruction.
"Then it's settled."
After the woman said hello, she joked a few words with Liao You. The storm was resolved, and the two of them walked side by side outside the palace, laughing and chatting.
One thing they have in common is that their subordinates did not follow them.
Jiu Ming's message said: "You are lucky. It just so happens that your senior sister is here today. She can handle things. If another senior brother comes, it will be very lively, and you will completely offend a seventh-level master."
Those who can advance to the seventh level after a long period of training are all outstanding people with great luck. Before they have fully grown up, being cared about by a seventh level master is not a good thing worth showing off.
You can't prevent it for hundreds of years. The methods used by the masters of the cultivation world to plot against low-level monks are all kinds of strange. They don't need to kill them personally, and they won't be stupid enough to fall into the trap. As long as they mess up at the critical moment, making it difficult for them to pass through, they will be able to do it.
enough.
The dark-skinned young man carried Little Liande, who was almost unable to maintain his human form, and walked to the corner to encourage him. He didn't add insult to injury or make fun of him. The little guy was already pitiful enough, so he didn't want to add insult to injury. Taoist Zhang could withstand such great pressure.
It's really hard not to speak up.
The follower of Senior Sister Bo Yao, a stocky young ghost cultivator, walked up to Jiu Ming and Taoist Zhang after the message transmission conversation came to an end, smiled and held his hands in his hands: "Friend Daoist Zhang, long time no see!"
Zhang Wenfeng habitually returned the favor and looked at the slightly blurry ghost cultivator shrouded in black mist with confusion. Apart from Bai Wuchang, he had no other friends in the underworld?
"Zhang Daoyou, the noble man forgets things a lot, so please be polite!"
The young ghost cultivator reported his name and said with a smile.
"Uh...it's you!"
Zhang Wenfeng was suddenly stunned. No wonder he felt a little familiar. This man had dealt with in Baihu Ridge back then, and the land god who lived in Qianxi River was trapped in the mountains. Didn't Mo Ye say that he would send Wei Yan to reincarnation?
Why did you become a ghost cultivator in the underworld? It seems that your cultivation level has reached the fifth level.