The monk in white and the other two were stunned when they heard this. When did they provoke someone with such a background?
Looking at the monk who asked the question, he was still young at first glance, but he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who had already reached the level of a foundation-building monk. The white-clothed Taoist's cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building was still overwhelmed by the opponent's aura. He estimated that he should be a monk in the late stage of foundation building.
As the most respected cultivator in the sect, even though the white-clothed Taoist was very experienced, he had to bow his head to the unknown young man in front of him. What's more, the other party who has cultivated such a level at a young age is definitely not an ordinary disciple. The fact that he can be on an equal footing with the disciples of True Lord Yanyang proves this point.
True Lord Yanyang is the master's junior brother, a Nascent Soul Taoist who has been promoted for a long time. How can they afford to offend their small Fufeng Pavilion? Even if they had a hundred courages, they wouldn't dare to trouble the leader and his family!
How did they get into trouble with each other?
The Taoist in white really didn’t know Lin Pingzhen! To be honest, Lin Pingzhen has outstanding qualifications, but after all, he has only been in the sect for a short time. He spends almost all his time on cultivation. Most of the sect disciples only hear his name but never see him. He is relatively familiar with it. Therefore, as the head disciple, no one recognized him for a while.
As the protagonist who was speculated by the two people below, Lin Pingzhen was furious at this moment. God knows how much strength he spent before he could resist the desire to beat up the two people in front of him. This was also the reason why he asked his best friend to accompany him, just because he was afraid that he would accidentally lose his mind due to his anger.
After receiving Xiaoxia's letter yesterday, he rushed back from Wanping City overnight and asked his friend Qin Feng to see Zhang Cunlin. After getting the news, he came to Fufeng Pavilion early in the morning. As expected, these two beasts are still waiting. How dare they do such a sinister thing?
What Ning Xia wrote in his letter was enough to frighten him, but the truth pried out of Zhang Cunlin's mouth was even more shocking.
If Xiaoxia, her eight-year-old child, falls into the hands of these people, will she have to be crippled? ! What does the fight between organizations have to do with his sister! Extremely despicable!
Just thinking about the fact that the little baby who was very close to him when he was a child was almost killed by someone, Lin Pingzhen felt that his mentality that he had cultivated for many years was broken. Among his relatives and friends, the only ones he can see now are Fang'er and Xiaoxia.
A hand was placed on his shoulder, and the body heat transmitted through the fabric on his shoulder gave him a little comfort. Perhaps with the comfort of his friends, Lin Pingzhen's somewhat violent mood gradually calmed down. He found that something was wrong with him.
"You haven't answered my question yet. You two want to invite my sister to tea, right?!"
Lin Pingzhen's tone was strong and full of anger, which shocked both of them into a cold sweat. This person was actually at the peak of foundation building.
Then my heart skipped a beat, wait a minute, they really want to invite a "guest" to Fufeng Pavilion, a little girl who is said to have no background. The two people looked at each other in panic. There was no background. Could it be that they were kicking an iron plate?
"Haha, it seems you two have remembered what you did!" Although Lin Pingzhen's mood was not as violent as before, it was not so calm, and even the sarcastic tone that he would not normally say came out. .
The young Taoist caught his senior brother's look and asked tentatively: "May I ask who your sister is?"
"What? I don't dare to admit it. Didn't you send people to arrest my sister yesterday and clamor for her to come here and drink tea?"
It's over, this sentence came to both of their minds at the same time.
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Not to mention how thrilling it was over there at Fufeng Pavilion, life here in Ningxia was also in dire straits.
Since she already had a certain foundation in formations, she was naturally at ease studying in the formation hall. Fortunately, there were two foundation-building cultivators, Zhu Yu, in front of her. Her intelligence was not too conspicuous, and in the eyes of Master Ming Jing, she was probably quite talented.
So in order to save time and teach together, Ning Xiaoxia was arranged to receive the same intensity of training as the two foundation-building brothers. Ah, hey, she's just a baby practicing Qi. Why should she have to do extremely difficult homework? It's too bullying.
But no matter how much Ning Xiaoxia screamed and shouted in her heart, she still had to forcefully take the position. Therefore, Ningxia's mental energy was completely drained every day, and she was as tired as a dog. She completely forgot about sending letters, until one day Lin Pingzhen came to her.
