The echoing laughter around him suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere subtly cooled down.
They looked at the human Taoist priests who didn't know how to praise each other, 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 is able to sneak into the ghost market, but for offending a seventh-level senior with great supernatural powers for an insignificant little elf, the young man acts without considering the gains and losses. Is this just thinking?
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 who were following behind the Taoist priest. The captain of the Yin soldiers bowed to him and did not dare to raise his head. He obviously knew his identity. There was another dark boy and a little demon. His face was also pale with fear, he bowed respectfully, his legs were still shaking slightly, his eyes glanced past, not taking a closer look at the small character who was not worthy of 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 was not worth mentioning in his eyes. There must be a big force behind him, otherwise he would not be brave. Not 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 inconvenient 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 definitely be richly rewarded."
With his identity, he explained so clearly that if the other party refused again, he would really not be able to understand the seriousness of the matter. The forces behind him would not offend him for the sake of a useless little monster, and might treat the little monster as a favor. give.
Zhang Wenfeng secretly exclaimed that this was going to put him on fire and force him to make a choice.
He has been in the battlefield outside the territory for so many years, so he understands the rules of the underworld of the weak and the strong, and the strict hierarchy. Monsters like the little demon spirit that are less than the second level are just a toy in the eyes of the masters, and they are 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 freely give up a little elf in exchange for favors with the master, but after more than ten years of Getting along and having fun, even though he said he wanted to eat Liande in different ways, he wouldn't be willing to do it if something really happened.
He silently supported the desperate little demon and did not communicate any advice to Taoist Zhang.
It's better to be ruthless and ungrateful, and not be burdened by the word "love".
What Taoist Zhang understood was the "Tao of Merciless". Deep down in his heart, he wanted to see what Taoist Zhang would choose, but he didn't want the incompetent little Liande to die just like that. It was a very contradictory thought.
All the eyes in the vicinity were fixed on the human Taoist priest, some were amused, some were laughing secretly, and most of them were just watching the excitement and not being afraid of the height of the stage, hoping that the Taoist priest would be brave enough to refuse Liao You for the third time.
It won't take more than three, and then there will be something good to watch.
"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 talk to my sister."
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 the hair on the right side of his head, and his face covered with a mist-like shimmering light. Tulle, a pair of smiling eyes.
Behind the woman were Jiu Ming and a young ghost cultivator with a strong figure.
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 the little brother was one of his family members. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
He was secretly glad that he was really a super power that he could not afford to offend. Even if King Han had not appeared in the underworld for thousands of years, King Han's peerless style of fighting with his majesties was 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.
Nothing good comes from fighting, and you might even get hurt.
That's a complete loss of dignity and face.
Zhang Wenfeng saw Jiu Ming appear. Looking at the woman's dress, he could guess that the woman was Mo Ye's subordinate. Mo Ye wore a hairpin on the left side of his head and liked to use palm-sized brightly colored flowers. The woman imitated 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 was saluting her. The pair of eyes covered by the veil showed intimacy and 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 good chat over Jiu Ming's treasured tea."
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 brilliance."
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 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 to chat.
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 fully growing up, being noticed by a seventh-level master is not a good thing worth showing off.
You can't prevent it for hundreds of years. There are all kinds of strange ways for masters in the cultivation world to plot against low-level monks. They don't need to kill them personally, and they won't be stupid enough to get caught. As long as they mess up at the critical moment, making it difficult for them to pass through, they can enough.
The dark-skinned boy carried the soft 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 and joke. 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 rare that you don't open your mouth.
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 blurred 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 surprised. No wonder he felt a little familiar. This landowner who had dealt with Baihu Ridge back then, and who was the water god of the Yaxi River before the Qian Dynasty, was in trouble on the mountain. Didn't Mo Ye say that he would send Wei Yan to reincarnation?
Why did he become a ghost cultivator in the underworld? It seems that his cultivation level has reached the fifth level.
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