The fight between the Mahayana monks was like a fight in the market, but this was Tayun City, and the blue-shirted Confucian scholar and Mo Dayou did not dare to actually use their jade to fight. The blue-shirted Confucian scholar's cultivation level was higher than that of Mo Dayou. When he suddenly attacked, Mo Dayou couldn't hide away for a while. He received two strong punches on the cheek.
Mo Dayou flew out and stopped after hitting a stone pillar dozens of feet away. The purple-haired female cultivator was also furious. Before Mo Dayou could get up, the purple-haired female cultivator swayed her body and kicked Mo Dayou in the stomach. She and the blue-shirted Confucian scholar shot left and right in a mixed doubles fight, hitting Mo Dayou in the middle. Some screamed in pain.
After a while, Mo Dayou was beaten into a pig's head, his clothes were in tatters, and he looked as embarrassed as possible.
The blue-shirted scholar and the purple-haired woman finally took a breath and clapped their hands and retreated.
As for the bearded man, he looked at Mo Dayou with a gloomy expression as he stood up again, "The mistake you made on the map has caused me a lot of losses. Letting you go so easily will really make it difficult for me to eliminate the hatred in my heart. Let me slap you."
After saying that, the bearded middle-aged man stretched out his left palm. The palm of his hand was gleaming with green light. It was obviously completely different from what the blue-shirted scholar and the purple-haired woman had just done. There was hidden immortal energy fluctuation in it.
"Senior, Tayuan City prohibits immortals from doing anything to monks below Mahayana. If you are still not satisfied with the tone just now, you'd better let the two Taoists just take action and beat me up again."
Seeing the middle-aged bearded man slapped with his palm, Mo Dayou, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, changed his face drastically. Although the blue-shirted scholar and the purple-haired woman were aggressive just now, they did not use too much magic power when they struck. They just beat him to vent their anger. His current state seemed embarrassed, but it did not hurt his roots. He would adjust his breathing a little after returning. You can return to normal. It's just a loss of face.
But this bearded immortal was simply hiding evil intentions. If he received this palm, even if the other party would not be killed in Tayun City, what consequences would it cause, but the bearded immortal had no idea at all. This bearded man has become an immortal, a level higher than him. If he really has bad intentions, it may not be so easy for him to heal and recover later.
"It's all your own fault. You sold a fake map scroll to trick me. I'm very merciful by not killing you. Now I just want you to take my hand. Who will take care of it." The bearded immortal sneered, and the light and fluttering shot came out His palm seemed to move much slower than the blue-shirted scholar and the purple-haired woman, and was soft and weak.
But cold sweat broke out on Mo Dayou's forehead. Even from a distance, Mo Dayou could feel the astonishing chill brought by the green light in his palms.
"None of the map scrolls in the entire Tayun City is particularly accurate. Since Taoist friends can cultivate to such a level and hang out in Tayun City, they must be familiar with the current situation of these map scrolls. Some mistakes can be punished with a little punishment. That's enough, why bother to do this to the bad guy Daoji."
Lu Xiaotian had been watching with cold eyes. Mo Dayou was indeed at fault in this matter, but the crime would not destroy his cultivation foundation. It was understandable that he should be punished. Therefore, when the blue-shirted scholar and the purple-haired woman started fighting, he did not intervene. However, after hearing that Mo Dayou introduced so much to him about Tayun City and things outside Tayun City, Lu Xiaotian naturally couldn't watch Mo Dayou being ruined by this big beard so easily.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiaotian stepped sideways and blocked Mo Dayou's body, slapping his left hand with the bearded man. Lu Xiaotian didn't move at all, but his beard drifted back several feet.
"This Taoist friend is new to me, I don't know how to call him?" The bearded man's hands were slightly numb, and he unnaturally turned his back and stood with his hands behind his back. A look of surprise flashed across his eyes, but his face remained calm and he asked.
"Most people call me Dongfang. When I first arrived in Tayun City, fellow Taoist thought it was normal for me to meet him." Lu Xiaotian said, "This Mo Dayou and I are just acquaintances. Seeing that fellow Taoist has not been injured, how can this matter be revealed? ?”
"Since this person has an old acquaintance like Taoist friend, I don't need to mention some trivial matters anymore, which will hurt everyone's harmony." The bearded man smiled when he heard the words, and then looked at Mo Dayoudao, "This friend's map scroll will be the last one in the future. It's better not to sell it any more, so as not to cause more trouble to fellow Taoists. After all, not everyone is as easy to talk to as me."
"I haven't thanked this senior yet." Lu Xiaotian didn't mind the fact that the bearded man was hiding his secrets in his words. He wouldn't really offend the other party so badly just for Mo Dayou. Since the other party couldn't live up to his reputation, he wanted to get some verbal advantage. , Lu Xiaotian naturally doesn’t mind letting the other party save some face.
"Many, thank you very much, senior. The lesson learned by senior is that junior will change his career later and stop selling these map scrolls." Mo Dayou broke into a cold sweat and saw the silver-haired immortal who had listened to him chatting for a long time come to his rescue. He didn't seize the opportunity, nodding and bowing to apologize.
"That's all, since we have such a close relationship with Eastern Taoist friends, why do we need to do such a disgusting business." The bearded man shook his head, and then said to Lu Xiaotian, "Farewell!"
"Goodbye!" Lu Xiaotian returned the greeting. The bearded man was quite knowledgeable. He originally thought that this matter would be more troublesome, so it was a good thing that it could be solved so easily.
"Duo, thank you, Senior Dongfang, for rescuing the junior. If it hadn't been for the senior's intervention, the junior would probably have had a big fall this time." After the bearded men left one after another, Mo Dayou immediately thanked Lu Xiaotian profusely. If Lu Xiaotian hadn't taken action, it would have been extremely difficult for him to maintain his current strength, let alone continue to practice to a higher level in the future.
"I've been listening to you chattering for so long, so it won't take much to give you a hand." Lu Xiaotian shook his head, "What are your plans now that this map scroll is not for sale?"
"Well, let's take another look. The last time I went out for an adventure in Tayun City, I spent a lot of money, so I have been staying in Tayun City to recover my energy during this period. I try my best to earn some spiritual materials in my free time for future use. Cultivation. There are many businesses in Tayun City, but there is no need to take risks, and naturally there is not much profit."
Mo Da didn't have many good choices for a while. He just scratched his head and looked at Lu Xiaotian with twinkling eyes. However, thinking that the other party was not related to him, being able to take the initiative to rescue him this time was already taking extra care of him. Asking for anything else It was a bit too much, so I immediately gave up those thoughts in my heart.
"I need to refine some elixirs and collect some spiritual materials. If you are free, help me take care of these trivial matters." Lu Xiaotian said.
"It's time, it's time. This junior is most familiar with the situation in Tayun City. It is most appropriate to leave the work of collecting spiritual materials to the junior." Mo Dayou was overjoyed when he heard this and nodded quickly.
