In the beginning, I dig the graves of my ancestors and I become a cultivator and a monster.

Zhang Ping was panicking at the moment.

Panicked.

Didn't Master tell me that the master of Feixian Pavilion is his good friend?

Why are these two fairies so hostile to me!

Could it be that... Master has tricked me again?

Zhang Ping's eyes widened, and he just remembered that Qin Xiaoyao had an inexplicable smile when he spoke!

Can't go wrong.

Master, this trickster has tricked me again!

This bastard!

Although Zhang Ping was extremely angry, Liu Zimei's three-foot long sword was already approaching and he could not draw his sword to defend!

Ding!

The crisp sound of swords clashing sounded, and Zhang Ping suddenly felt numbness all over from his palms to his arms, and he could hardly even hold the sword!

"What's going on? With a single sword blow, my three thousand kilograms of strength were scattered?"

"Is this her unique spiritual root?"

He was shocked, and immediately held the sword harder and rolled back a few feet: "Senior sister, don't worry, Zhang Ping really didn't mean to offend the power of Feixian Pavilion!"

opposite.

Liu Zimei stood with her sword in hand, lightning flashing on her body, and a trace of suspicion flashed across her eyes.

"Ordinary disciples will definitely lose if they try my 'Purple Thunder Body' move. Didn't you think that this kid in front of you can actually hold a long sword?"

"And he only has the power of the third level of Qi refining. It is estimated that his body has been tempered many times!"

"Then let's see how many moves this guy can take from me!"

With a desire to win, Liu Zimei raised her sword to kill again!

This time it was very powerful, with a dazzling purple thunder at the tip of the sword, causing the air to explode and purple energy to rise!

This!

Zhang Ping had never seen such a killing move before, and he knew that it would be extremely painful, and he might even be seriously injured!

It’s too late to release the demon-binding rope!

So he immediately performed his first stunt!

surrender!

"Sister, please spare my life!"

He threw the long sword away and presented the golden crane painted by Qin Xiaoyao with both hands: "Here is a handwritten letter from the master. Please read it personally from the master of Feixian Pavilion!"

Seeing this, Liu Zimei stopped her offensive.

Zhang Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

Surrender is still useful.

Qing'er whispered to Liu Zimei: "Senior sister, Qing'er has a suggestion. Why don't we take him to the pavilion and ask the master to forgive him?"

"Ah."

Liu Zimei raised her beautiful eyes and shouted coldly: "Zhang Ping, if you dare to cheat, I will cut off your mace!"

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Zhang Ping's back court was tight.

I thought to myself that Liu Zimei is so good-looking, why is she so fierce?

The Fairy Qing'er next to her is as pure as jade and is easier to talk to.

Then Liu Zimei and Qing'er put on their spiritual robes, showing even more immortality, and then brought Zhang Ping to the main hall of Feixian Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the gate, Zhang Ping felt that the hall on this floor was unusually wide and grand, with simple and exquisite decoration.

The three characters "Flying Immortal Sword" hang in the high hall.

It's like a flying sword fairy, full of fairy spirit.

However, the luster of the plaque is missing, and the tables and chairs are also a bit old, giving it an air of desolation.

He doesn't look very rich.

At this time, a black-haired middle-aged monk strode forward!

He was wearing a green long-sleeved robe, with his sleeves fluttering in the wind, revealing a unique sense of elegance and elegance.

There is a silver-white ribbon tied around the waist, embroidered with complex runes, which are unpredictable.

His eyes were calm and unflappable, but upon closer inspection you could feel the awe-inspiring pressure exuding.

The master of Feixian Pavilion, Lin Yuankui!

Behind him, a dozen elders or deacons followed in two rows, all fixing their sharp eyes on Zhang Ping, extremely aggressive.

It was as if he wanted to see through Zhang Ping before he gave up.

Zhang Ping swallowed.

He felt the hostility and anger on the other side.

"What grudges does master have with them?"

"What makes them so murderous?"

Zhang Ping's heart beat faster and he became more and more uneasy!

"Father, he is Zhang Ping."

Qing'er stepped forward and respectfully reported to Lin Yuankui.

Zhang Ping was secretly surprised.

Qing'er is actually the daughter of the pavilion master?

He hurriedly handed over his hands: "Junior Zhang Ping, I have met the Pavilion Master!"

Lin Yuankui's eyes were downcast and his tone was calm: "I have heard of Zhang Ping's name recently."

"The spiritual root of the Heavenly Sword has a three-inch tongue that can persuade the evil spirit of Ling Jianchen in the Weapon Refining Pavilion of Sanmen Peak to turn it into spiritual cultivation."

"Recently, I collaborated with Liumen Peak Tianjiao Hua Linglong to eradicate the sect's spies He Liqun and made great achievements."

"It can be said that he is young and promising."

Hearing this, Qing'er and Liu Zimei looked at each other in shock.

Unexpectedly, this man with three maces in his body would be a famous figure in the sect these days!

Feeling the surprise in their eyes, Zhang Ping felt complacent in his heart.

Apart from fame, it is impossible to keep a low profile at all.

Hey.

He smiled modestly: "The master of the pavilion has given you too much praise."

"Zhang Ping obeyed Master's order and sent the letter."

As he said this, he presented Jin He's letter!

Liu Zimei whispered: "Master, Qin Xiaoyao is full of tricks and has a long-standing grudge with Master. I don't think this person is a good person, so be careful that the letter is deceptive."

Lin Yuankui smiled faintly and looked proud: "Calm down. Even if Qin Xiaoyao comes in person, I am not afraid of him as a teacher!"

Saying that, he opened Jin He's letter on the spot!

boom!

A puff of white light and thick smoke exploded immediately!

Lin Yuankui didn't expect it, and his face was blackened by smoke!

In the black smoke, another large translucent hand was seen reaching out!

Snapped!

An impartial slap fell on Lin Yuankui's face!

There was also a sneer in the smoke!

It seems to be saying, if I ask you to show off, I'll slap you in the face!

Obviously, this golden crane was cast by Qin Xiaoyao!

"this!"

Zhang Ping was really heartbroken when he witnessed this sudden slap in the face!

He could guess with his toes that Qin Xiaoyao did it on purpose!

Master!

You really want me to die!

"Pavilion Master!"

The elders were also frightened out of their wits by the scene before them. Qing'er and Liu Zimei were also afraid of something unexpected and wanted to step forward to take a look!

"No problem!"

Lin Yuankui shouted and tried his best to calm down his emotions, but his hands were still shaking with anger!

"What a Qin Xiaoyao, how dare you bully me! Tie up Zhang Ping boy!"

He gritted his teeth and directed all his hatred towards Zhang Ping!

An elder flew out a colorful long rope and quickly tied up Zhang Ping like a water snake, unable to move!

"Heroes, spare your lives!"

Zhang Ping was horrified and shouted loudly: "Zhang Ping swears to God! My master just asked me to deliver the letter, I didn't know there was a fraud in it! If you don't believe me, read what the pavilion master said in the letter!"

"Humph!"

Lin Yuankui looked at the gold characters on the letter again, but his expression became even more ugly: "It's only thirty contribution coins, but you want me, Feixian Pavilion, to teach you sword techniques?"

"This is simply a huge insult to our Feixian Pavilion!"

The other elders, Liu Zimei and others were also filled with indignation!

Outrageous!

Only Zhang Ping was confused!

"thirty?"

"My master clearly said three hundred contribution coins!"

Lin Yuankui threw Jin Xin directly in front of his eyes: "Take a good look!"

Zhang Ping's eyes widened!

Sure enough, the gold letter only wrote the number thirty!

Zhang Ping completely understood.

revenge!

Master blamed me for taking 70% of the deposit, causing him to lose thousands of contribution coins!

So you dug this big hole for me!

Master, you are such a bastard!

He regrets a little. He should have stayed at Liumen Peak and waited for senior sister Hua Linglong to come out of seclusion before teaching me the sword technique!

On the field, all the elders were extremely angry and their faces were twisted into a ball, which was very ugly.

The skinny elder gritted his teeth and said, "Pavilion Master, why not throw Zhang Ping into the sea and feed it to the fishes?"

Another elder said: "Feeding fish is too cheap for him. Send him to the 'Pavilion of Atonement' to do illegal work. He can earn some contribution coins for our Feixian Pavilion!"

"But it doesn't seem to be good if others find out!"

"Zhang Ping, are you willing to ask your master to take the ransom, 50,000 contribution coins?"

The skinny deacon said coldly.

fifty thousand?

Zhang Ping was stunned and said hurriedly: "My master loves money as much as his life. If you ask him for 50,000 contribution coins, why not just kill me! He won't give it even 5,000!"

"what?"

Everyone in Feixian Pavilion gritted their teeth: "If you don't ask, how do you know he won't give it!"

Zhang Ping was also angry: "I think you are just bullying others! If you have the ability, go and take revenge on my master. Bullying me is nothing!"

"I don't fucking believe it. How dare you kill me privately in the sect's land!"

"Come on, I'm not afraid!"

Everyone was furious and immediately decided to throw Zhang Ping over Siguo Cliff!

The mountain peaks there are extremely cold, freezing to the bone. Feixian Pavilion made the erring disciples suffer!

"Detain him for a few days and see if he still dares to speak harshly!"