It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

Not to mention Song Tang as a master, she is very capable of defeating many opponents with her strength.

Anyone who refuses to obey can be beaten into submission. It doesn't matter whether she has any brains or not. No one can bully her anyway.

But as an apprentice, it is one thing to know that the master will not be bullied. It is another thing to know that someone may bully the master and pretend to know nothing.

"That Yue Qing is not a simple person. I feel that he is not very friendly to our master." Yan Fei crossed his arms with a serious face.

Yan Fei's words immediately attracted the attention of several people.

Even Qian Lai, who wanted to be invisible, turned around and asked, "Second Brother, did you see anything?"

Seeing that he had finally attracted the attention of several people, Yan Fei was finally satisfied.

You can be stupid, but you can't be heartless.

He nodded, then shook his head. "It's hard to explain. It's just a feeling. His smile just now was weird, a little fake. When he shook hands with Master, he subconsciously lowered his eyes. This is a typical sign of guilt."

"And when Master was talking to Lou Shao, he looked at Master from behind in a rather unfriendly manner. I took a quick look at him at the time, and I don't know if I was seeing things or if I was overthinking."

"But doesn't our master have a very good relationship with the Maoshan Sect?" Jin Bao has been getting to know his young master well during this period of time. Naturally, he also knows her relationship with the Maoshan Sect.

"In fact, I also vaguely sensed a murderous aura." Zhang Zhiqi frowned slightly, "I thought he just wanted to spar with Master."

Combined with what Yan Fei said, it's more than just a competition.

"I'd better inform my master to prevent her from suffering any harm." Qian Lai usually hides in the corner on such important occasions. How could he pay attention to these details?

At this moment, he felt a little regretful and cursed himself in his heart, what a piece of shit!

He kept saying that he would be filial to his master, but in the end he didn't even learn how to draw talismans, and he still accepted such a big gift from his master.

Not to mention that the small seal looks very valuable, and it also has such a miraculous function - a barrier that cannot be broken by the outside world, isn't it equivalent to giving them a golden medal of immunity from death?

Even if it is put on the Xuanmen auction, it will definitely attract the attention of bigwigs from all sides.

Although he has not yet received the recognition of the Jade Seal, Qian Lai has kept this kindness in mind.

In addition to the jade seal, the master also gave them a variety of talismans to protect themselves.

What about him?

He was not very smart, especially compared to his other three brothers.

Yan Fei is smart and his family is rich and powerful, and his talent is not inferior to Zhang Zhiqi; Zhang Zhiqi has solid basic skills and is hardworking, he is talented and knowledgeable, and he has the support of one of the top ten Taoist temples; Jin Bao looks similar to him, but in fact he has a quick mind and is the best at judging the situation.

Qian Lai clenched his phone tightly. For the first time in his life, he didn't want to be an invisible person.

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"What have you thought about?" In a room of the hotel, a man sat on the sofa and another man stood in the shadow of the door.

One of them was the protagonist that Yan Fei and others were discussing - Yue Qing.

Yue Qing looked struggling, and it was obvious that this question was difficult for him to make a decision.

The man standing in the shadows sneered and said sarcastically, "I thought you were a passionate person, but I didn't expect you to be a coward! Your woman ended up with a soul torn to pieces, and you don't even dare to take revenge?"

"She is not my woman, she is her own!" A smiling face flashed through his mind. His master always said that he had distracting thoughts and it would be difficult for him to achieve anything even if he had talent.

He didn't agree at first, and he didn't know when he started to have different thoughts.

At first he just wanted a reason to go down the mountain and visit her. As long as he knew she was fine, he would be satisfied.

Later, he gradually wanted more and hoped to spend more time with her.

Later, he even began to fantasize that it was not impossible for humans and ghosts to be together for a lifetime?

This time when he went down the mountain, Yue Qing excitedly went to find someone and wanted to tell her the answer, but he ended up getting the news that the other person had died.

"That woman not only killed your lover, but also killed my eldest brother, leaving me disabled for life." The man across from the sofa gnashed his teeth in hatred, "We brothers are the most talented among the brothers, and we may not be without a chance to compete for the position of the head of the sect in the future. But now we have nothing! My eldest brother is dead, I am disabled, and I have to endure the ridicule of my brothers every day. I must avenge this!"

The man slammed his palm on the wall and limped out from the shadows.

In a tone full of temptation, he continued to persuade, "I have received help from a senior, and I will make sure she never returns! You just need to be responsible for tricking her here, and then you can say that you didn't know anything, and no one will suspect you. You can still continue to be the eldest brother of the Maoshan Sect. With such a useless junior brother, why worry about not being able to replace him?"

Yue Qing lowered his head, holding his head tightly with both hands. In his mind, there was the figure of the woman and then his master.

Suddenly, he stood up and said, "I promise you! But you have to promise me one thing too."

Yue Qing's tall figure approached the person opposite him step by step. He looked down at the man and said, "You must not hurt Lou Shao! My master saved my life and raised me. I cannot watch him send someone young to his grave again."

hypocritical!

The man was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He promised without hesitation: "Don't worry, when the time comes, you can take Lou Shao away. We promise not to hurt a hair on his head."

As for whether he can leave or not, it is not his business.

The next day, Xuanmen Market officially opened.

Before the Xuanmen event officially begins, all Xuanmen members will be given three days to communicate with each other, and many sects will bring out their own unique items for sale.

This is also the opportunity for all major sects to freely exchange items from other sects once every three years.

In addition to the sect's specialties, there are also some daily necessities that can be exchanged, such as talisman paper, cinnabar, herbs and other items.

"Interesting." Master Song Tang and his disciples were quite interested in this market unique to Xuanmen.

Yan Fei, a Taoist rookie, was in urgent need of some equipment, so he asked, "Are these things expensive? I want to buy a sword, do you have any recommendations?"

Lou Shao was leading the way and introducing the market to a few people when he heard Yan Fei ask this.

He took out his own peach wood sword from his back and handed it to him, asking, "What do you think of this sword?"

How could Yan Fei know anything about swords? Even less about peach wood swords.

He did not hide the fact that he did not understand. He took a close look at the peach wood sword, memorized its characteristics, and returned it.

He shook his head and said, "Not this kind. I want a real sword like my senior brother's."

He pointed at the sword on Zhang Zhiqi's back. The sword was usually wrapped with cloth and covered by a backpack.

Otherwise, Zhang Zhiqi would have to go to the police station many times if he carried such a long sword on the street. Even if he had a special permit to carry a sword, he would still be misunderstood again and again.

After all, this sword is too gorgeous and simple in appearance. It can be said to be exactly the same as Zhang Tianshi's sword in terms of appearance alone.

So that others could tell at a glance that it was a real sword. In addition, Zhang Zhiqi himself would never lie, so he would tell the truth when asked.

"This one?" Lou Shao smiled awkwardly, "This sword was forged by the master of the Qishan Taoist Temple himself. I'm afraid you can't buy it outside."