Xue Tong told the Pei brothers and sisters not to go out again and prepare behind closed doors.
Ten days passed by in a flash, and before the hour of the day arrived, two carriages drove onto the empty streets in the early morning.
The door of Jicui Pavilion is closed, but the light stone lamp on the eaves of the backyard has not been extinguished.
Mrs. Yan changed into new clothes, her withered face became slightly rosy, and she looked much more energetic than ten days ago.
Behind her stood the housekeeper and the shopkeeper of Jicui Pavilion. The man sitting next to her was in his forties. He had a handsome appearance, but was sickly, sallow, and listless. He was in the late stage of his cultivation.
"Taoist Master Xue is here. Please take a seat. The butler will serve you tea."
"This is the dog Yan Jiao," Mrs. Yan greeted warmly.
Yan Jiao stood up and bowed. He was so angry that he argued with Leng Wang ten years ago. He had never appeared on such an occasion after being injured.
The Pei brothers and sisters stood behind Xue Tong's chair.
"Taoist Master Xue came early. We have to wait for half an hour." The butler offered spiritual tea.
"It's okay, there are a lot of things to do today, so come early." Xue Tong said with a smile.
Everyone was chatting, and Mrs. Yan looked at the courtyard door from time to time, feeling quite uneasy and anxious.
"What's the excuse for Leng Wang to make trouble?" Xue Tong asked.
"The cold thief claimed that Changwuzong's spiritual objects were missing, and suspected that Jicui Pavilion had received black goods, so he forced the account books to humiliate the Yan family," the housekeeper replied.
"How can you use empty words to turn over the blame? The Yan family can't argue with reason."
"Of course, but the cold thief secretly sent people to deliberately sell Changwuzong's spiritual objects to Jicui Pavilion, and then used clues to identify them." The housekeeper said angrily.
"The store accepts spiritual objects without asking about their provenance, as long as they are not obviously abnormal. The cold hope is far-fetched. Could it be that Changwuzong just doesn't care and doesn't ask?"
"The cold thief is a famous member of Changwuzong. Besides..." the housekeeper was speechless and stopped talking.
"What are you talking about?" Xue Tong's eyes flashed and he asked.
"The first time the cold thief tried this trick, the spirit creature secretly marked it and confirmed that Jicui Pavilion had collected the illegal goods. It was also the time when I was injured, and I had nowhere to redress my grievances. I still hold the grudge to this day." Madam Yan interjected and said Finally, the anger in his eyes shocked Xue Tongyi.
"Shameless!" Pei Ling scolded him outspokenly.
"Ji Cui Pavilion has not dared to collect spiritual objects in recent years, for fear of falling into a trap and being caught by cold thieves." the housekeeper said bitterly.
Horses neighed at the entrance of the courtyard, triangular flags were placed in carriage carriages, and the words "Chang Wu" were embroidered on them.
A lean old man who was five feet tall walked down. He had thick black hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and an eagle nose, and a cold light in his eyes.
The elders of Changwuzong looked coldly and followed Su Fuyang and Ma Jie.
"Elder Leng, Manager Su, and Manager Ma." Butler Yan and the shopkeeper of Jixui Hall stepped forward to greet them.
"Old rules, if our sect's spiritual objects are lost, we must check the accounts of Jicui Pavilion and trace the clues." Su Fuyang said in a stiff tone, throwing out a list.
Madam Yan's body trembled, and she was so angry that she felt so angry.
Xue Tong said in a deep voice: "Manager Su, as far as I know, not all the martial arts cultivators in Ganquan City are under the jurisdiction of the Changwuzong. If Jicui Pavilion is the spiritual materials shop of your sect, you will be qualified to audit the accounts with the documents of the Law Enforcement Hall. Now the most Please cooperate with the shopkeeper and force the investigation to violate the rules."
"Yan Qiuling, you have found a helper. I have said this cliché a few times. Does it work?" Leng Wang squinted and said sarcastically.
"Since Changwu is the great sect, the rules set must comply with Xuanmen's axioms. If you mess around without law enforcement officials, you will be looked down upon by the monks in the world. Xue can't stand it, so he can naturally speak up." Xue Tong looked up at the top of the hall and said nothing. No intention of backing down.
Looking coldly at the early stage of innateness, what can you do to yourself?
"Here is the document, let's see what else you have to say!" Leng Wang glared, and a piece of paper flew out of his sleeve pocket and arrived in front of Xue Tong.
Xue Tong pinched his fingers and glanced.
"Elder Leng has put a lot of effort into it, and even specially prepared the documents. Unfortunately, it said it was to assist in the investigation, not to check the accounts. Shopkeeper, do you have any impression of accepting these spiritual objects?" Xue Tong asked.
"I...can't think of it at the moment," the shopkeeper replied tremblingly.
"Then go back and look through the ledger, check the reply, and tell Elder Leng if there are any clues he wants!"
"If you don't hand over the account book, you're not cooperating. Don't blame me for being ruthless. Why, I've been exhausted for several years and have forgotten my pain." Leng Wang's face turned blue and he became impatient.
"Whether you cooperate or not is up to you. It has to be judged by the Law Enforcement Hall. Xue doesn't believe that Elder Leng can cover the sky with one hand in Changwuzong!"
The Yan family couldn't defeat Leng Wang, and no matter how many attempts they made to defend him, they would be in vain. Xue Tong was not afraid, and started to talk to Leng Wang.
"Xue Tong, I received a tip saying that there is a new elder in the Wuji Sect who is up to no good. Today I saw it and it turned out to be true. I'm worried that you will die without a burial place!"
"Wouldn't it be good to report Chang Qianshan and Yinyuefang? Chang sent people to follow him and want to take my life. Elder Leng only needs to wait a moment. After the Chang family kills me, he will no longer have any restrictions to settle accounts with the Yan family." Tong smiled and pointed it out directly.
Six or seven groups of people from Yinyuefang followed in relay, observing the carriages and horses at a distance, following the Pei family brothers and sisters. When Xue Tong received Pei Yaoxin's message for help and rushed to Jicui Pavilion, he had a thorough view.
As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall was shocked.
"Chang Qianshan," Mrs. Yan said to herself, her slightly relaxed wrinkles tightening deeper than before, while the Pei brothers and sisters looked confused. How could they start talking about being followed?
Two more carriages arrived at the entrance of the courtyard.
Chang Qianshan and Mo Zong's innate Lai Lihui.
"Xue Tong, you are too courageous. Instead of escaping from Hongchang, you are meddling in other people's business." Chang Qianshan said straight to the point.
"Who is this"
"Elder Lai Lihui of the Heavenly Demon Sect is a close friend of Huang Zhen." Chang Qianshan said proudly.
"Haha, Elder Lai, the two sects of Tianmo Wuji jointly operate the teleportation island, and they are also half of the alliance. We will discuss Huang Zhen's matter later."
"Chang Qianshan, what do you want?" Xue Tong turned and asked sharply.
There was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. Even a well-informed person like Madam Yan was sweating on her forehead and her body was slightly cold.
"What do I think? Let Chang take the two dolls behind you, otherwise..." Chang Qianshan deliberately put forward conditions that Xue Tong could not agree to.
"Otherwise, kill me." Xue Tong sneered. If Chang Qianshan didn't kill him, he would kill him too.
"You don't know whether to live or die, you favor your subordinates and you take the initiative to challenge them. Please bear witness." Xue Tong's words played into Chang Qianshan's mind.
"Um"
Chang Qianshan is willing to take action, but Leng Wang and Lai Lihui have no objections.
"Taoist Master Xue, Mr. Chang's reputation is far and wide. Is it really necessary to go to such an extent?" Mrs. Yan advised in a hoarse voice.
"Don't worry, madam!"
Xue Tong walked to the backyard, drew his Qing Yan Sword and shouted: "Come on, old thief!"
Chang Qianshan flew into the air and slashed down with one strike!
The magic weapon Nine Nether Sword emits black light, and the nine dark lines on the blade twist like a spiritual snake, and the gleaming head and tail roll past.
The void has been torn apart, and Xue Tong's ears are filled with screams.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes flashed. Xue Tong raised his hand and struck out with his sword. A piece of green flame rolled out and struck heavily on the black light of the Nine Netherworld!
"Boom!"
Chang Qianshan's mouth was filled with heat. The treasured sword that he had not used for many years flew out of his hand, and his sleeves were hurriedly thrown away in panic.
The Seven Feathered Purple Flame Sleeve Arrows are clearly the best magical weapons.
The Chang family has accumulated three thousand years of experience and has powerful magical weapons.
Xue Tong disappeared out of thin air, his shadow flashed in mid-air, and he grabbed the sword first.
The purple flame sleeve arrow plunged into the bluestone wall seven or eight feet away.
Xue Tong punched hard.
Like the top of a mountain, there was a loud bang from the ghost's fist, and Chang Qianshan's shining golden protective mask exploded. He staggered and blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.
"Chang Qianshan, the Chang family's thousands of years of foundation have been destroyed in the hands of a self-righteous guy like you!"
Chang Qianshan's eyes bulged, his breath could only come out, and he reached out to scratch his throat.
Finally, he pointed at Xue Tong and fell down!
A ball of soul floated out, Xue Tong displayed the flag, and the violent ape soul beast swallowed Chang Qianshan's soul in several mouthfuls, and then retracted the flag.
"Kill you to become famous and see who dares to block my way!" Xue Tong thought silently in his heart.
Then he said in a stern voice: "Elder Leng, who are you stronger than Chang Qianshan?"
"Wow!" The Pei brothers and sisters jumped up and down, completely unaware that there were three innates in the living room.
Xue Tong killed Chang Qianshan who was holding a magic weapon, and his force was far superior. How could the Pei brothers and sisters be afraid of Leng Wang and Lai Lihui.
Leng Wang was speechless, his heart contracted, and his head started to buzz.
Mrs. Yan was trembling and she was so excited that she could not speak.
"I've always been kind and generous, but I'm disrespectful to you. Master Leng, Jicui Pavilion has a relationship with Xue. If I check the accounts from now on, I won't give Xue face. If there are any shortcomings in the Yan family, the account will be borne by you. Otherwise, I don’t need to say more.”
After Xue Tong finished speaking, he grabbed Chang Qianshan's storage bag in the air and said: "Elder Lai, Huang Zhen is a traitor to the Demon Sect and is obstructing the transmission. It makes sense for Xue to get rid of him. If you want to be our friend Revenge, you might as well give it a try!”
"But I advise you not to take risks. Make good friends with the Demon Sect Wuji Sect and don't ruin the overall situation."
Xue Tong only killed Chang Qianshan. Once the Chang family boss died, whoever dared to trouble him again would injure or maim Lai Lihui or Leng Wang. The sect behind them would not let them go, and the consequences would be endless.
"Take your master's body and get out of here!" Xue Tong shouted to the housekeeper of Chang's house who had already pissed himself.
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"On behalf of the Yan family, I would like to thank Dao Xue for your kindness! As a reward, I will give you the power of Mo Ling Jing and the three-flavor elixir."
"I really have concerns about killing Leng Thief, please forgive me, old lady!" Xue Tong said honestly.
"I understand that Taoist Xue can take the cold thief's head for payment at any time in the future. I let out a bad temper. I will not be humiliated once a year. I will try to live twenty more years and see the day when the cold thief is killed."
"The old lady and your noble son will rest in peace and recover soon." Xue Tong sincerely wished and said goodbye.
…
Xue Tong gained unprecedented rewards in the first battle, including priceless magic weapons, top-quality magic weapons, millions of spiritual stones and spiritual objects, and the Mo Ling Crystal that he had been searching for for many years to no avail.
He exchanged 400,000 yuan for the Fire Cloud Sand Crystals of the Pei brothers and sisters, and gave away all the remaining 20 or so acquired pills.
"It's good to gain some experience now," Xue Tong said with a smile.
"Yes, thank you Taoist Priest for the elixir." Pei Yaoxin nodded in thanks.
"Taoist Master, it depends on what you mean. We won't go to Hongtian City to participate in the exchange meeting or auction," Pei Ling asked.
"Well, after seizing the Chang family's magic weapon, should I keep a low profile? I have to think about it and leave Ganquan City first." Xue Tong pondered.
