This is the first time Mr. Xin has used this kind of power that is almost unearthly. He himself feels very surprised.
Of course he also knew that as the founder of Tianjianting and the number one person in the northwest world, Qin Yiren was by no means the strength he had shown just now.
However, Mr. Xin did not win by relying on Qin Yiren's help, but by suppressing all Qin Yiren's next moves.
At the beginning, Qin Yiren really still thought about Rang Yirang, the future Emperor Dayu.
But later, it was too late when he wanted to stop.
At this moment, the group of elders of Tianjian Pavilion were all stunned as they looked at the pavilion master who was sinking deep into the earth.
At this time, what Mr. Xin had just said popped up in their heads again and kept swirling.
Bullying should behave like a bully, and I am here to bully others.
Shangyang Palace has stood firm for thousands of years and has not collapsed. Is it really because of its virtues that it convinces people?
It has never been the case, and it has not been the case since the meeting of Saint Jiujie. Including the reason why Saint Jiujie is called a saint is not because he convinces others with his virtue.
You can't beat me, and you don't want to be beaten all the time, so I ask you to call me a saint. It's not an exaggeration.
Over time, everyone recognized this saint. After all, those who did not recognize him were beaten and either recognized him or had no choice but to recognize him no longer.
At this moment, Wang Huoshan, who was standing behind a group of Tianjianting disciples, looked a little pale.
He came here to give Tianjianting some good looks. In the words of his eldest brother, since you want to use them, you must give them some favors.
Now Wang Huoshan could see clearly at a glance that the favor he gave was nothing in front of Shangyang Palace's big stick.
The master of Fengyu Temple used such a trip to the rivers and lakes to once again awaken the people in the rivers and lakes to awe of Shangyang Palace.
"okay."
Mr. Xin said in a calm tone: "The beating is over. Although the beating is not very pleasant, after all, you are like this, and I can't force it too much."
He looked at Qin Yiren, who only had his head exposed: "Next year on the Double Ninth Festival, you are welcome to come to Shangyang Palace to worship the Jade Temple."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
As soon as this sentence was said, everyone understood that on the Double Ninth Festival next year, Mr. Xin would climb to the top of Shangyang Palace.
Mr. Xin walked a few steps and then looked back: "By the way, you can be the guest of honor."
After he finished speaking, he smiled, as if to say, are you happy? This made Qin Yiren's heart feel as uncomfortable as being burned by fire.
Because you have been beaten by me, you are qualified to enter Fengyu Temple to watch the ceremony. People who have not been beaten by me do not even have this qualification.
So what Qin Yiren was thinking at this moment, I'm afraid no one but himself could understand.
It came and went quickly, and Mr. Xin was not even interested in going to the Snowy Mountains to have a look.
This holy place in the hearts of people in the northwest rivers and lakes, this insurmountable peak in the hearts of people in the northwest rivers and lakes, in the eyes of the successor to the headmaster of Shangyang Palace, it is just an ordinary hill.
Shangyang Palace Fengyu Temple is not on a high mountain, but it is at the highest point and has always been there.
"Master Guanzhu."
At this moment, Qin Yiren suddenly shouted.
He emerged from the ground covered in dust.
"Even if Shangyang Gong is the leader of the world, and even if you have a transcendent status, your actions are a bit too domineering. If Shangyang Gong treats others like this today, are you not afraid that others will treat Shangyang Gong the same way in the future?"
Maybe when Qin Yiren said these words, he didn't understand why he said these words and what his mentality was.
Maybe it's because of his status, it's still inevitable to say "wait for me" after being beaten.
Mr. Xin turned around.
"overbearing?"
Qin Yiren said: "Even if the master of the temple will be the leader in the future, he shouldn't have no etiquette or abide by any rules."
"Well......"
Mr. Xin ordered
Nodding: "If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot."
He turned to face Qin Yiren.
"I said just now that you don't respect the court's laws and the rules of Shangyang by wearing red robes and brocade clothes. You're right to remind me. I even forgot the rules myself."
He raised his feet, like a golden rooster raising one foot independently.
Everyone looked at him, wondering what his action meant.
Under the gaze of everyone, Mr. Xin's foot dropped.
Look, it doesn't weigh much.
But when that foot fell, the ground seemed to turn into waves.
There was obviously no change, but everyone present seemed to see it with their own eyes, as a huge ripple spread out from under Mr. Xin's feet.
A moment later, a hundred feet away, the magnificent archway at the foot of the Snowy Mountain collapsed.
The huge stone engraved with the words "Tianjian Pavilion" rolled down from the top. After landing, it seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible giant hammer, and it fell apart with a bang.
After the archway collapsed, even the steps going up the mountain behind the archway were cracked a lot.
At the next breath, it seemed as if some wild beast that had been hiding in the Snow Mountain suddenly screamed, and everyone's faces turned pale at this moment.
avalanche.
The avalanche came very fast, very cruel, and very domineering.
Of course, Mr. Xin couldn't have caused a landslide and cracked the ground with just one stamp of his foot, but the avalanche definitely appeared because of this one kick.
On the hillside, such a large piece of snow moved neatly down for a while, and then broke into pieces, swooping down like a galloping horse.
Mr. Xin looked at this scene. Although he was shocked, there was no expression on his face.
He only had one thought in his mind at this time... This match is the best match I have ever had in my life.
From then on, whenever people mentioned Daxueshan Tianjian Pavilion, it was impossible not to think of the kick of the master of Fengyu Temple today.
One kick and a landslide.
"If I were an elegant person, I would definitely speak more beautifully."
Mr. Xin said: "But I am not, and I have never been. My master has never taught me not to be proud if I win. Master said, if you win, you have to be proud."
He looked at Qin Yiren who was shocked.
"If I give you face, just take it. Don't give me face or not, because Shangyang Palace never gives you face a second time."
After speaking, Mr. Xin turned and left.
The old donkey brayed a few times, as if it was welcoming its new owner who had returned victoriously, or perhaps it was shocked that this pretense was indeed a bit disastrous.
At this moment, Mr. Xin got on the donkey, sat on the deck chair, and took off the big black umbrella from one side.
With a bang, the black umbrella opened.
It was also at this moment that the snow foam flying over arrived and fell one after another.
"gone."
Mr. Xin said: "After returning to Geling, when Master and I brag, you have to cooperate with me and agree with me."
The donkey raised his head and brayed.
Mr. Xin smiled: "Well, that's it."
One person, one donkey and one black umbrella were walking further and further away among the scattered snow flying in the sky.
After walking a few miles away, Mr. Xin suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"I didn't expect that either..."
After he said this, he smiled again, like a happy big black duck.
In the falling snow, the man in black robe is holding an umbrella and riding a donkey. It doesn't seem like he is going farther and farther, but like he is going higher and higher. At this moment, looking back at the moving snow slope, Qin Yiren's face was whiter than the snow.
In fact, he is still not sure whether this landslide was really a landslide or whether it was just a coincidence.
Wang Huoshan stood far behind him, his brows already furrowed.
Because at this time he had to think seriously. The viewer came all the way from Geling to Northwest University.
Snow mountains, why?
Is it really just to establish prestige?
If so, why did you come to the Daxueshan Mountains first?
As the spectators walked along, their people were secretly watching.
With the viewer's strength, it is natural that he would not be unaware that someone is watching.
But he didn't care at all. He would stare at anyone who wanted to. As long as he was not watching him go to the toilet, he would ignore it.
After all, if you want to be indifferent to being stared at while peeing and pooping, both the person staring and the person being stared at must be a pervert.
So of course they knew very well that the temple owner went straight to Daxue Mountain after leaving Geling.
This is obviously the old master's order. If you want to establish your authority, the first stop is Tianjian Pavilion.
Aunt Yue stood next to Qin Yiren. After a moment of silence, she lowered her voice and said, "It seems that the affairs of the Wang family will be postponed for a while."
Qin Yiren nodded. Although he said nothing, he could not suppress the fear in his eyes.
"Shangyang Palace..."
Qin Yiren muttered to himself.
"Second order, no disciple in the sect is allowed to tell anyone about today's events."
Qin Yiren breathed out slowly.
He looked back at Wang Huoshan, who was also looking at him.
"The Emperor..."
Qin Yiren said to himself again: "Do you know everything?"
Having said this, he subconsciously looked up at the sky again, as if to see if there really was a pair of eyes overlooking all living beings, still staring at him at this moment.
At this time, Wang Huoshan had to think that his trip would probably be in vain.
He also had to wonder, was it because he came that the emperor had arrived?
He didn't quite believe that this would be the case, because even if the emperor had figured it out, he wouldn't have been able to make arrangements so quickly for the viewer to go straight to the Snowy Mountains.
Calculating the time and distance, before he decided to come to Daxue Mountain in Yunzhou, the viewer should have already left Geling and came to Daxue Mountain.
"The Emperor...the Headmaster..."
Wang Huoshan also muttered to himself.
For some reason, his state of mind, which had never wavered even though he had been suppressed by the emperor, felt a little loose at this moment, just like the snow slope that had collapsed just now and could slide down at any time.
"Let's go back and see my brother."
Wang Huoshan gave a gentle order, and his followers were a little surprised, because it was originally agreed that he would discuss countermeasures with Qin Yiren after the temple master left.
Now, the volcano seems to have no meaning on this snowy mountain.
"Sir."
Someone lowered their voice and asked, "Don't you see what Qin Yiren's attitude is?"
Wang Huoshan smiled self-deprecatingly: "Guess, will he appear at the guest platform of Fengyu Temple to watch the ceremony on the Double Ninth Festival next year?"
The subordinate replied: "Probably."
Wang Huoshan said: "Since it is possible, then guess again, is there any point in us staying here at this time?"
The men all shook their heads.
Coaxing people to do things will not produce any results, but it will never produce results faster than beating people up.
"Not only is the Emperor great, but that old man... is also great."
Who could the old man Wang Huoshan was talking about be?
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