Ding Hui felt deeply that he had been insulted, and the insult was not just directed at him, but was clearly directed at the entire Changsheng Island, which made him feel even more unable to sit idly by.
Moreover, the deeds of the immortal cultivators that I heard from just now were either from the Qingyang Sect or the Yinnu Sect. These Central Plains sects did not see the existence of Changsheng Island at all. They did not know the mystery of the mysterious method of Changsheng Island at all. They were so unreasonably The underestimation made Ding Hui even more angry. He wanted to open the eyes of these frogs in the well. This thought was brewing in his heart.
Following this angry shout, Ding Hui was already eager to give it a try.
It's just that everyone present looked at him with a kind of joking look. They didn't look down on Changsheng Island, let alone a mere disciple of Changsheng Island, and he broke into the Central Plains.
"Disciples of Changsheng Island, if you don't stay in the South China Sea to avoid the limelight, what are you doing in the Central Plains? And there are only a few of you young boys, where are your elders?"
When the people at the table next to them mentioned the words Changsheng Island, they deliberately emphasized their tone. However, when they mentioned the elders of Changsheng Island, the faces of Ding Hui and the three of them flashed with varying degrees of gloom.
Ding Hui snorted coldly: "To deal with these ghost cultivators who are doing evil in the Central Plains, we don't need our elders from Changsheng Island to take action."
"Oh, that's not a bad tone, but I wonder how many ghost kings you have subdued since you came ashore?"
"Ghost...Ghost King..." The faces of Ding Hui and the others changed slightly.
Someone else laughed and said, "What? Listening to your tone just now, it seems like the people on Changsheng Island are so amazing. In this journey to cure ghosts and save people, you should not just deal with those small characters who are monsters and monsters, right? Or do you dare not deal with them?" Ghost King? Have you never met him? Or did you run away as soon as you heard the name of Ghost King, but you are talking nonsense here?"
Ding Hui blushed, slapped the table and said: "What about the ghost king? Ghost cultivators are not evil and run rampant. They are just rats crossing the street and everyone shouts to beat them. As monks like us, if we encounter them, we should draw our swords and fight them. How can you punish him and run away? The only ones who can do this are you cowards from the Central Plains!"
Hearing this, almost everyone present had their faces downcast. Fang Hua and Zhang Ru, who were next to Ding Hui, turned pale and had no time to stop Ding Hui's angry words.
Those angry words were so outrageous that they offended everyone present.
"What a young and energetic way of saying it. I think we were like this when we first traveled around the world." From the table behind Ding Hui, a voice came slowly. The voice was soft and shallow, clear and powerful. To the ears of everyone present, many people's expressions changed slightly, "I think that as long as I put in the effort, there will be results. Because I am an immortal cultivator, I always think that I am special and can do things that most mortals can't do." things to come.”
Ding Hui followed the sound and saw that the source of the sound was a young man who looked about the same age as himself.
Although in the world of immortality, it is taboo to judge age by appearance, because it is often incorrect, but when he saw the young man, Ding Hui had a feeling that the other person was very young, very, very young, not as young as How much older you are.
"After all, the Ghost King is not a character that our generation can easily deal with. There is nothing wrong with punishing evil and promoting good, but it is also very important to act within one's ability. Everyone present, who can say that he will be able to meet a person of the Ghost King level? The Taoist friends of Changsheng Island who escaped unharmed? After all, they can be considered a part of our immortal world, and are also affected by Xiangsang. Today, when Xiangsang appears, it is particularly important for us to unite all forces. Maybe today's longevity Even if the island is the key to dealing with Xiang Sang tomorrow, we still don’t know, so we can’t miss important events because of temporary prejudice.”
These words made sense, and someone in the inn stood up and asked, "May I ask you, sir?"
The young man stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Qin Liang, a little-known person, but he just suddenly expressed his feelings, which made all fellow Taoists laugh."
This name does sound a bit strange. It belongs to the type of people who rarely hear names. Everyone looked at each other, but they had no impression of this name. However, when the voice just came to everyone's ears, this Qin Liang had secretly revealed his hand, and no one dared to look down upon him. They all smiled and held their hands, forgetting the commotion Ding Hui had just caused.
"What Fellow Daoist Qin said is true. Everyone has their youth and vitality. When we monks walk in the world, we should eliminate demons and protect the way. When encountering these ghosts and causing trouble in the world, we should do our best to eliminate them. This is a credit, but it is also It is not an act to strive for merit, but it is used to cause disputes among fellow practitioners, but it will lead to falling into the lower ranks. However, the name of Taoist Fellow Qin is unheard of among the lower ranks. I wonder where he inherited his master?"
Qin Liang drank a glass of wine and said with a smile: "We are destined to pass it on here, so we should not ask where it comes from. Everyone here is a Taoist who is committed to safeguarding the peace of the world. What does it matter where you come from?"
Anyone who said such things was either a so-called person with a temperament, or someone who was not comfortable revealing his master's heritage. Obviously, Qin Liang should be the latter. Seeing that he refused to explain, everyone couldn't press hard, so they all respected him. After a glass of spiritual wine, he became quiet and didn't mention a word about the dispute he had just had with Ding Hui.
The storm seemed to have passed, but Ding Hui was even more unwilling. Not only did the words Changsheng Island not attract anyone's attention, but it was mentioned by an unknown person in a few words, which made him feel that the sect had been despised. This It was something he couldn't bear. He dipped his right index finger in wine and drew a Bagua on the table, and then slapped the Bagua with his right palm, attracting the attention of everyone present.
"The so-called decent families in the Central Plains are all a group of people who hide their heads and show their talents. They will try their best to put gold on their faces. If they really have great abilities, why don't they show them openly? Nowadays, ghosts and monsters are a disaster in the world of immortality. The power of Xiu was rising, but Kunlun was destroyed. Qingyang Sect, Yinnu Sect and other sects fought for power and profit, and started fighting again to fight for Yuzhou. Can this disaster on earth and the world be a natural disaster or a man-made disaster? Can any of you tell clearly? "
Qin Liang looked at Ding Hui with a strange look. He didn't know what was hidden in the depth of his eyes, which was a little complicated. He softly advised him: "Brother, just after Yi Zhe, everyone knows the current situation of the world of immortality. The disasters of Xiangsang are different. All sects attach equal importance to it, but the land of China has a long history, and many things are not that simple, and it is easy to get into trouble with a little understanding and indignation."
Ding Hui sneered, and as he raised his right hand slightly, a transparent gossip appeared under his feet, looming, and said to Qin: "Are you afraid? Don't speak if you are afraid."
Qin Liang sighed secretly and said no more. He originally thought that Ding Hui's appearance was quite like that of an elder, which made him care. From his walking experience, I don’t blame him for being looked down upon by others, but he just doesn’t realize it and is obsessed with getting back his face. But face is not found this way, so it’s okay to let him suffer.
Gu Chen was secretly paying attention to the overt right and wrong in this inn. What made him feel strange was that Qin Liang was obviously helping Ding Hui, but Ding Hui didn't know whether he really didn't know or didn't want to appreciate it. He came with a shady look.
Although it was just for the sake of temporary pleasure, regardless of the long-term future, in Gu Chen's opinion, it was really a short-sighted thing.
Even in his opinion, this kind of quarrel is a very boring thing in itself.
However, the more boring things are, the more people will respond to them.
"The people on Changsheng Island are indeed amazing. Even the mighty Ghost King doesn't look down on them. I just don't know what you have experienced along the way to give you such confidence. You might as well tell me."
Ding Hui locked his eyes on the person who spoke and said, "Do I need to report my whereabouts to you?"
The man also stood up and sneered: "Since you can't explain it, you should just do your duty honestly and talk nonsense here. Don't you want your mouth anymore?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man stretched out two fingers of his right hand. His movements were even more strange in the small space of the inn. He came in front of Ding Hui inexplicably, and pinched Ding Hui's mouth with those two fingers.
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This update is not easy to come by. My computer broke suddenly and I couldn't cope with it. I repaired it and repaired it, but I couldn't explain the cause and effect relationship. I didn't update it for too long, and I couldn't integrate the words of the book for a while, and then I came to a conclusion. , books, books, it would be easier to update more and more steadily. . .
