Ji Wenyi laughed and said: "Uncle Fan is too one-sided. Can't there be any of my seniors who use soft swords like me?"
"So you are too busy."
After saying that, Fan Ding gave a low shout and put on a set of tiger-faced chain armor directly on his body to protect his whole body. Ji Wenyi once again attacked with his iron sword. No matter the golden liquid state or the sword energy, he could not shake the armor.
Fan Ding punched out with great force and force. The wind of the punch directly drove the surrounding airflow and tore at Ji Wenyi's body. Ji Wenyi dodged, but was still affected to some extent and was not completely out of Fan Ding's offensive range. The punch still enveloped it, still pulling the airflow and affecting Ji Wenyi's movements.
But that was all. Ji Wenyi narrowly avoided the past. Before he could stand still, another punch followed, more terrifying than the first two punches. It was like a tiger descending from the mountain, which made Ji Wenyi very nervous. Shocked, the canopy was activated at the right time, and the dense and thick treasure energy was directly smashed into a big hole. Although Ji Wenyi was healthy, he was blown away by the huge force. If the canopy's treasure energy was not too stable, he would have suffered a huge blow. This time it was inevitable to fly directly out of the wall.
Fan Ding shouted: "What a magic weapon!"
His two light and one heavy boxing skills, although it cannot be said that he always wins, can still take advantage of him. This is the first time that a monk of the same level can block his attack head-on without being hurt, even with the help of magic weapons.
Ji Wenyi, on the other hand, looked ashamed. He used the spirit treasure lent by Uncle Hao to fight against others, but he was beaten in such a mess. It was really embarrassing for Huagai. If he had even the slightest reaction, the canopy would have stood motionless in place.
He holds a golden sword, his eyes are tough, and he still wants to take action.
Fan Ding was very pleased to see that the young man who was still very immature a few years ago had grown into such a tough and steady man. He did not want to embarrass Ji Wenyi, but the duty was that he had to fight with swords.
The Blacksmithing Sword Technique was unable to shake Fan Ding who was wearing armor. The strength and sword energy he was proud of were blocked by the armor's protection. The armor worn by the Xuanjing monks was no longer as simple as the unmanned armor that You Ziji fought against. , even in the gaps, the true energy cannot penetrate.
Ji Wenyi held the sword technique in his hand. The golden sword returned to its original appearance and he used the sword again. He didn't only know one kind of sword technique.
The speed of the golden sword is very fast, and the sword passes by like a golden dragon. It is the Dragon Transformation Sword Technique, but Ji Wenyi is not proficient in this sword technique, otherwise he can turn the golden sword into a real dragon. However, facing Fan Ding's tiger-faced chain armor at this time, it was barely enough.
The two sides fought again. Ji Wenyi dodged Fan Ding's punch, and then used the golden dragon to brush against Fan Ding's armor, making a sharp and harsh metal friction sound.
Fan Ding saw that the golden dragon brushed against his arm armor every time, and immediately knew Ji Wenyi's intention, so he attacked only one point and broke through it. He didn't care, but instead used his fists to attack even more crazily. Ji Wenyi held his breath in his heart and used his body skills to the limit just to not activate Huagai's protection. The two fought vigorously, smashing the stone tiles of the seats in the house to pieces.
The fierce battle was accompanied by great movement, which quickly attracted people from outside. The three forces came to the door at the same time, but no one dared to go in. After all, this is the place where the old man goes into seclusion and practice. No one wants to take risks, and there are Moon Realm monks inside, so they don't need their help.
But I heard a fierce fighting in the house, a loud noise, and the whole house collapsed, but the people inside seemed to have not given up yet and were still fighting.
Mr. Zhang looked like an old god was present and was not anxious at all. Although Li Changxia also received the order, he didn't know what was going on because the order was too vague.
The only remaining storekeeper is Ming, who is a fun-loving person. He doesn't care about having fun, and he always wants to get involved and make the water muddy. When he saw Ji Wenyi turning over the ruins to avoid the attack, he immediately became energetic.
"Look, it's the masked man. Help Fan Ding catch this man!"
With that said, he took the lead and rushed in.
Although it was not good to be beaten first by shopkeeper Ming, Mr. Ji's prestige also made Mr. Zhang and Li Changxia hesitate for a moment before leading others to follow them.
But shopkeeper Ming shouted, "I'm here to help you!"
He flew up and was about to catch Ji Wenyi. Ji Wenyi stretched out his arms and flipped his hands to capture him. Shopkeeper Ming expected that he should cooperate with Fan Ding in the attack, so he attacked with all his strength. Fan Ding didn't expect to see him. He stopped immediately and sold shopkeeper Ming in.
When Li Changxia saw Ji Wenyi's figure, he was immediately surprised and said: "It's really the young master. How come I don't know how to say something so that I can take care of the young master?"
After Mr. Zhang confirmed that it was Ji Wenyi, he was stunned and thought: "Why is this little kid still here? What a nonsense!"
Shopkeeper Ming was still struggling when he suddenly heard that the person grabbing him was Ji Wenyi. He immediately panicked and saw Ji Wenyi slap him in the face, making him spin around twice before he could recover. Come, for some reason, the original masked man turned into Ji Wenyi who had already left.
Ji Wenyi felt relieved when he saw everyone rushing in. Fan Ding was so strong that he felt like he was being suppressed and couldn't breathe. At this time, stopping his hand also gave him a chance to breathe. As for shopkeeper Ming, He really needed a beating, so he couldn't help but beat him.
On the contrary, Fan Ding was immediately furious when he saw everyone coming in. He was wearing armor, glaring angrily with murderous intent.
"What are you doing rushing in here? Do you want to interrupt Mr. Bai Qingxiu because you want to take my punch?"
He fought for a long time, his energy and blood surged, and it was when he was at his strongest that he scared the guards to the point of weakening their legs and retreated. Only three leaders remained, but even Mr. Zhang did not dare to touch Fan Ding at this juncture.
Shopkeeper Na Ming was probably confused by Ji Wenyi's slap. He didn't pay attention to the atmosphere at the scene and said directly to Fan Ding: "Guard Fan, don't be angry. We heard the noise and thought someone broke in, so we came to help."
When Fan Ding saw him interjecting, his eyes twitched and his anger exploded. He slapped him in the face. Shopkeeper Ming suddenly woke up and tried to resist, but he was slapped away with his weapon, beaten into a pig's head, and passed out. No one present dared to help him.
The commotion here was getting louder and louder, and it had reached a point where Ji Zibai and Xu Zilai could no longer pretend not to know, and could only express their stance. Xu Zilai directly sent a message to Fan Ding.
Fan Ding came to Ji Wenyi with mixed emotions in his eyes, seeming to be a little pleased and a little complaining.
"Master Xu wants you to come in."
"Grandpa Xu is looking for me?" Ji Wenyi suddenly became alert when he heard that it was not Ji Zibai who asked him to come in. It seemed that the matter was not as simple as he thought, "Okay, I'll go in and take a look."
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At the door of Ji's house, the four brothers and the eldest nephew, who had just sent their men out, saw figures in the distance. They were all Taoist priests. Who else could they be except Shan Zong. So he immediately calmed down, with a warm smile on his face, showing the upbringing of a child of a business family.
Hao Lianfeng pretended to be a poor man and was a prominent figure in Jianping City. Even his disciples were well known to everyone, so he needed the protection of three disciples: Quan Ming, Quan Shan and Quan Zhang. As for Quan Sheng, he was also a figure in the city. , always good to have with you.
The four disciples of Xuan Ming Dao were all wearing Taoist robes, but Bao Shan was really tall and his clothes seemed a little cramped. Yao Yi is already beautiful, and she becomes even more comely after pretending to be a Taoist boy. Zhang Xingwen and You Ziji usually wear linen casual clothes. Although they are eye-catching, they are always much neater and more elegant after dressing up in Taoist robes. One is calm and calm, and the other is as gentle as jade.
As the head of the family, Ji Longwei naturally wanted to come forward and exchange greetings. He cupped his hands and said, "It's really brilliant for a poor Taoist priest to come to this humble residence."
"It's Pindao who's disturbing me."
Hao Lianfeng waved his whisk to make a sign. Although he was usually very lively, after all, Xuanming Tao was still a Taoist sect, and many etiquettes were still familiar to him. This action made Ji Longwei panic and bow down quickly, and all the Ji family members behind him also started to salute. As a result, the disciples behind Hao Lianfeng had to stand up and salute.
Nominally, the elders of the Shan Sect who are stationed in Jianping City have the same status as the head of the Ji family. However, not to mention that the poor old Taoist and his father Ji Zibai are of the same generation. In terms of cultivation, how can a monk in the Moon Watching Realm It's also a level better than him, the head of the family.
Ji Wenhong stood up and said: "The last time I met with Taoist Priest Depeng, we were talking about the business of talismans and elixirs. I don't know why I came to visit you this time. Is there anything you are dissatisfied with?"
Ji Wenhong is the third generation of his family, so it is against the rules to speak first, but now he is the actual helmsman of the Ji family. More than two-thirds of the industry is under his command, and even the cooperation between the Shanzong and the Governor's Office is under his control. He was on the line, so although the four elders were unhappy, it was hard to say anything.
Hao Lianfeng didn't know who he was. He was just a young boy. In addition, he was nominally looking for trouble, so he naturally acted distant and aloof, so he ignored him.
But Ji Wenhong was silent for a while, and finally endured it. As a young man, he was indeed a good man and a good man, but the change in the expression on his face was still a little obvious.
Ji Longwei and the other four brothers also realized that something was wrong. The state of this poor and virtuous old man was very much like being polite before fighting.
The second eldest child, Ji Longfeng, quickly interjected to lighten the atmosphere, "Shan Zong and Ji family are the most frequently mentioned in Jianping City. We are just a family of merchants. It is a great blessing to have some fame with the cultivation sect. Source, otherwise we wouldn’t do business with Shan Zong.”
Hao Lianfeng snorted coldly, "The Ji family always talks nice, but they don't dare to do business with you."
When the Ji family heard this, they immediately became excited. The third child, Ji Longxiang, said, "What are you talking about, Taoist Master? The Ji family has a good reputation, but they have never been evaluated like this."
Hao Lianfeng said: "Your father and I are old acquaintances. I witnessed it when he was at the helm. I also believe in the outside world's evaluation of the Ji family. But now, it's hard to say."
The fourth child, Ji Longlin, was furious. "Taoist priests must provide evidence when speaking. Don't talk nonsense and ruin my family's innocence!"
"Evidence?" Hao Lianfeng sneered, "I mobilized all the troops to come here, can I just rely on my mouth?"
Seeing that Hao Lianfeng seemed to have evidence, the Ji family members also sneered. They didn't know how they usually did it, and no one had ever come to their door for buying inferior products. Let's see what evidence this old Taoist priest can come up with.
But this was on the street after all. Ji Longwei was worried about affecting his reputation, so he said: "Since the Taoist Master is here, please come in and talk, lest people say we don't know how to treat guests."
After entering the hall and taking a seat, Hao Lianfeng still put on a cold face, which made the Ji family members present a little confused. They heard that the Taoist priest was very kind and kind, but why he was so irritable now, it showed that the rumors in the market could not be trusted.
It was still Ji Wenhong who spoke first, "If you have any evidence, Taoist Priest, please bring it out."
Hao Lianfeng still ignored him.
Ji Wenhong's face was black and blue, and he suppressed his anger and said: "What does the Taoist priest mean by acting like this? Do you look down on me when you see me young?"
Yao Yi seemed to understand Hao Lianfeng's intention, and she was waiting for fun in her heart, so she asked loudly: "Who are you? Also talk to my master."
Ji Wenhong bowed his hands and said with a little pride, "I am the eldest son of the Ji family, and I am fully responsible for the business with your sect."
Hearing his name, everyone in Xuan Mingdao looked at this person. He was Ji Wenyi's brother, the person who made things messy.
Zhang Xingwen and Ji Wenyi are the best friends. His junior brother felt unhappy because the person in front of him suffered a loss, so he said: "What kind of boss or responsible person? Isn't he still a junior? There are no adults in your family? Let them speak."
Everyone in Xuan Ming Dao, except Hao Lianfeng, who had to keep their appearance, burst into laughter after hearing this, which surprised all the disciples of Shan Sect. Is Xuan Ming Dao's tone so harsh?
Ji Wenhong refused to give up after being insulted, but at this time, the other party, Wang Yuejing, was present, and there was no benefit to be gained by taking action. He could only wait for this moment to pass before taking revenge on Shan Zong.
Seeing Ji Wenhong retreating silently, Hao Lianfeng looked at him, but didn't pay attention.
Seeing his nephew retreat, Ji Longlin stood up and said, "It's better for the poor Taoist priest to stop entertaining us. If you have any evidence, bring it out and we will solve it immediately to avoid wasting time."
Hao Lianfeng said straight to the point: "The poor Taoist will tell you directly. A disciple of our sect used your sword and was cut by his opponent and was seriously injured."
Ji Longlin laughed loudly and said after a long time: "Taoist master is really good at joking. There is no indestructible weapon in the world. If the magic weapon is not stronger than others, it must be that other people's magic weapons are high-end. If your sect does not want his disciples to be injured, you can add more Qian and I will purchase some higher-grade swords here, so we won't lose."
His laughter interrupted Hao Lianfeng's words, and the subsequent string of taunts did not allow Hao Lianfeng to interrupt, so he stopped talking, and the whole room became strangely silent.
When Ji Longlin saw that he was also being ignored, he became angry and turned back to his seat.
Ji Longxiang stood up and greeted him.
Yao Yi joked: "Is this the case when your Ji family is doing business negotiations? Brothers, nephews, and nephews take turns taking turns."
When Ji Longxiang saw that the handsome Taoist boy was speaking, he thought he didn't care if he was a child, so he just smiled and responded.
Hao Lianfeng spoke again at this time, "The strength of our disciples is only at the foundation-building level, and his opponent is also at the foundation-building level. Logically speaking, the Ji family's sword will never be destroyed by a blow from a foundation-building monk, but it happened. "
Bao Shan quickly took out two swords broken into four parts from the package and showed them to everyone.
Although the Ji family is not a family that mainly focuses on cultivation, they are all practitioners, know some common sense, and their own property is extensive, so they still have good eyesight. The fracture of the broken sword was not smooth and flat, and it was obviously not cut off by an attacking magic weapon. The cracks on it are serious, and if it is broken by smashing, it will not have such an effect, because the person who is attacked will be injured and fall to the ground before the sword is broken, and the sword will not be broken. In the end, there was only one possibility: the sword was of poor quality, there were gaps in the sword body, and it broke after being subjected to a huge force.
If there is one by chance, it may be that the craftsman who made the weapon made a mistake. Although the situation is serious, it is excusable. But there are clearly two swords at the moment. Is it possible that it is not just this sword that has the problem?
Ji Longxiang asked: "Aside from these two swords, are there others that are also easily damaged?"
Hao Lianfeng said angrily: "I knew you were going to say that, I was already prepared."
He signaled Bao Shan to put all the swords he had prepared in You Ziji's hands, "Everyone must be able to see the strength of my disciple. He is in the undisputed realm of foundation building. How about letting him try it?"
Ji Longxiang said: "Of course..."
"No!" Ji Longlin, who had just sat down, stood up and retorted: "How do I know if the sword you took out was tampered with?"
Hao Lianfeng ignored him, but Ji Longxiang heard what he said, so he said to Hao Lianfeng: "Priest Depong, this matter is very serious. We should really check it out."
Hao Lianfeng said impatiently: "Take it and have a look, so you won't have to default on your debt for a while."
Ji Longxiang took the sword and said with a smile: "This will never be the case. Don't worry, Taoist Priest with poor moral character."
The Ji family immediately came to the scene and carefully looked at the sword up and down. After finding that there was no problem, they handed it back to You Ziji.
Hao Lianfeng saw this and sneered: "Have you finished reading?"
"It made the Taoist priest laugh. It's over."
"Is it your sword?"
"It's my sword"
"Any questions?"
"The sword is in very good condition and has no problems."
"No problem? In my opinion, there is a big problem."
Hao Lianfeng said a few words in a flurry and then remained silent, which made all the Ji family members feel a little flustered.
But he saw You Ziji holding the sword tightly, as if the sword was about to fly out. The hearts of everyone in the Ji family sank again.
You Ziji used all his strength to slash out a crooked sword, which was a great improvement for him. He often missed it when he first came to Xuan Ming Dao.
But in the eyes of the Ji family, this is not the meaning at all. He was obviously a poor young man. He knew that the sword was about to break, but because of his master's order and the innocent injuries of his fellow disciples, he forced himself to do the experiment. He tried his best to control his muscles and slashed down, resisting and decisive at the same time.
"Click."
A sound like breaking porcelain resounded throughout the hall. Although the sound was small, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue in the ears of the Ji family.
Everyone quickly looked at You Ziji's hand, and saw a slight crack slowly growing on the sword, eventually cutting the sword off at the waist.
"Bang!"
As the Ji family's sword fell to the ground, their self-confidence was also shattered.
Everyone swarmed forward, some to look at the blade, some to look at the cracks, and some even wanted to test You Ziji's true skills.
You Ziji was not polite, captured the man and threw him aside.
Suddenly, a voice sounded, "Your Shanzong must have done something to this sword!"
After hearing this, most of the people were shocked. Yes, this is probably a trap set by Shan Zong. There has never been any problem with their own swords. They all cast grateful glances at Ji Longlin who was speaking.
Only a few people felt that this was wrong, but they didn't say anything.
Hao Lianfeng said: "According to your statement, your Ji family's sword is fine?"
Ji Longlin had always been aggressive after seeing Depoi enter the house. When talking to him now, he must have mentioned his pain point, so he became more determined, "I didn't mention it when I inspected the goods, but now I am saying that the quality is not good." . The swords were all brought by you, maybe they were used for some purpose."
Hao Lianfeng said: "If you don't use the sword we bought, how can I still use your sword?"
"Of course, you and your family are not the only ones who bought this sword. Why haven't you heard anyone else talk about the Broken Sword?"
Hao Lianfeng seemed to be laughing out of anger, "Hahaha, I finally understand. The Ji family is obviously selling us defective products. But I still have a bad temper in my heart, so I want to get serious. Come up with what you think is the plan." Come and give me my sword, do you dare?"
Hearing this, Ji Longwei could no longer pretend to be a coward. Even Ji Wenhong felt that the matter was serious and stepped forward to make peace, "Why should Taoist Master be angry? My fourth brother was just speaking out of curiosity."
"Yes, Taoist Master, how could there be any problem with the weapons taken from the Ji family? It's better not to try them."
Hao Lianfeng said: "No need to say more, you just say do you dare?"
Ji Longlin saw that it was hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words, so he was not polite, "Okay, I will ask the Taoist Master to give up and give you another sword to try."
He turned around and pulled out a sword from his guard, handed it to You Ziji, and said, "Master Taoist, please try again."
You Ziji looked up at this guy, suppressed his smile, and looked at Hao Lianfeng with a rather hesitant expression.
Hao Lianfeng only said one word, "Try!"
You Ziji had no choice but to take the sword in his hand and wave it twice with all his strength. As if he was too nervous, he dropped the sword.
He looked at Hao Lianfeng timidly and asked, "Uncle, do you want compensation if this sword is broken?"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh, Ji Longlin said: "The poor Taoist priest should not make it difficult for this young master. It doesn't matter if you don't try this sword. We can also compensate the two broken swords to your sect to make up for the loss."
His attitude is quite condescending, and his words are always considerate, but not a bit arrogant. But in the eyes of Ji's family, he was much cuter, allowing them to release the bad energy they had been holding back.
Hao Lianfeng did not answer, and Ji Longlin ignored him and picked up the sword and handed it back to the guard.
But at the moment when he took over, there was a "click" and the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly sank to the bottom. Everyone in the Ji family stood stunned on the spot, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Ji Longlin was in a daze for a while, and then he immediately realized that although it was a bit unimaginable, the problem might really lie with that little Taoist priest, and he would try his best to give it a try.
"It's this Taoist priest. There's something wrong with this kid. He's definitely not a foundation-building monk. Let's try someone else."
There were indeed a few people in the Ji family who followed suit, but they heard an angry shout from the Taoist priest with a celestial spirit, and his cultivation in the Moon Watching Realm was clearly revealed.
"How presumptuous! You have provoked me again and again. Do you think I, the mountain sect, have kneaded you with clay?"
