The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

These people are just a bunch of people. Let alone that, even if there were ten times more people, Kong Qianyu wouldn't even blink an eye.

It can be seen that the Xuanmen in this world has declined to such an extent that Kong Qianyu managed to use three moves. None of the people in the group were left lying on the ground, screaming and trembling.

The leader, Youzi, cursed filthyly, saying that she had deceived her master and destroyed her ancestors, bringing shame to her sect.

Kong Qianyu really didn't like to hear this. She was the person who respected teachers the most. She immediately wiped his neck with her sword, causing blood to fly. She was so frightened that he was less experienced and timid, and peed his pants.

It was also because she was concerned about her merits that she didn't really kill anyone ruthlessly. These people were full of greed and evil intentions, but their crimes did not lead to death, at least they should not die at her hands.

When Luo Xuanji was struck by the light of the sword, he thought he was going to die today. After the severe pain, he suddenly opened his eyes and realized that he was not dead. He only had a sore throat. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something ugly to humiliate him. Kong Qianyu couldn't do it anymore.

It turned out that this sword cut his vocal cords!

"Get lost!" Too lazy to pay attention to these greedy guys, Kong Qianyu just wanted to drive them away and settle the matter: "People who see me in Xuanqing Temple in the future should stay away, otherwise they will behave like this!"

The two doors, which were already kicked to the point of collapse, were hit with a light palm by Kong Qianyu. They shook for a few times, but there was no response.

Everyone thought: That’s it? What about scaring a two-year-old?

The person closest to him raised his hand to push the door open. As soon as his fingers touched it, the two doors turned into dust in the blink of an eye and fell neatly to the ground. If you look closely, you will find that they still look like doors.

Their strength is not on the same level at all. Their skills are inferior to others, and most of them can escape faster than rabbits. In a blink of an eye, there are only three people standing in front of Kong Qianyu.

Luo Xuanji was injured, and it was unclear whether she could be nursed back to health in the future. She wanted to run away, but was caught by a restraining charm. This last one was deliberately left behind calmly.

Intuition told Kong Qianyu that there was a dangerous aura about this man, but it was not because of his outstanding strength, but rather as if he was carrying a treasure and had nothing to fear.

He was also injured and there was blood in several places. It was difficult for him to still stand upright.

"I wonder how I should call this comrade?" Kong Qianyu asked, looking at him carefully.

He is in his forties or fifties, has an unpredictable smile, but looks mediocre in strength. There are too many emotions hidden in his eyes, and he is not easy to deal with.

Having lived for thousands of years, Kong Qianyu is not really a young girl in her early twenties. When it comes to playing in a fairy tale, the person pretending to be dead in the side hall has no say, let alone the fake human being in front of her.

Her strength was mediocre, but she thought she was awesome. She sighed secretly in her heart. In the past, in their world of immortal cultivation, it was common knowledge that strength was judged by appearance alone. But in this world, her alluring face really made things worse. , they were treated like a vase every time, and she had to slap them in the face.

She forgave them because it felt so good to be slapped in the face.

"He's just not talented, but his Taoist name is Zhenyuan."

Huh~

Kong Qianyu looked at him speechlessly.

In this world, Xuanmen has declined. Since the beginning of written records, no one has ascended to the upper realm and ranked among the immortals. Is this actually his own doing?

Do they have any respect for the gods, immortals and Buddhas?

Who is the famous Zhen Yuanzi? The ancestor of the Earth Immortal, he stamped his feet and made the three realms tremble.

Otherwise, why would all the monsters on the ground want to take a bite of Tang Monk's meat after that skinny monkey worked so hard to escort Tang Monk and fetch scriptures?

It's so easy to live forever, just go to Wuzhuang Temple and grab two ginseng fruits.

Oh, I forgot to mention that the real ancestor of Zhen Yuanzi was a ruthless character who could even capture Kong Wukong, and even the Bull Demon King had to plow two acres of land. There is only one share in heaven and earth, and young people in the younger generation who wish to ascend the high road will most likely avoid it.

This one did the opposite. Kong Qianyu looked up and saw that her roof had been repaired. She couldn't look at the sky and couldn't help but curse in her heart. She usually kills me very happily, so why do she pretend to be dead when it's someone else's turn? Already?

Such a small and insignificant thing, if it is not hacked to death, who will be disgusted by it?

Seeing Kong Qianyu rolling his eyes and ignoring him, Zhenyuan was not annoyed at all, and revealed his identity: "I am the leader of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, and I would like to say something fair today."

Generally speaking, when someone is dealing with something and says to you that they want to be fair, it means that their heart has long been biased, and you are not the target of their bias.

"Xuanqingguan monopolized the market and cut off his life path. It is really unwise. We are not evil people who have to kill everyone, let alone bully you, a weak woman. As long as we hand over the secret book today, everyone in Xuanqingguan will not How about if someone touches your hair?"

Kong Qianyu couldn't figure out why they thought Xuanqing Temple had secrets, and she didn't bother to think about it. Some people's brain circuits are naturally different. The more you explain, the more they think you are covering up. Since you are not easy to control, then... Just use your fists.

Some unreasonable people are just like children, disobedient? Just one beating will be enough. If one beating doesn't work, just give it a few more.

"Didn't you get enough of the beating just now?" The spirit sword suddenly appeared.

"The little old man always convinces people with reason." There was no fear on Zhenyuan's face.

Casual cultivators have always been relatively low-level existences in Xuanmen. They have no masters, some are from family schools, and some are monks halfway. Without a great opportunity, they will never be able to catch up with the orthodox disciples of various sects in Xuanmen in this life.

Among them, most of them are lone rangers. They are self-respecting and have established an alliance. It is almost a joke. They have little respect for the leader. After all, they are not paid wages and are not given training resources. Who would do this in name only? Obey sincerely.

The Xuanmen Alliance is actually similar in nature to the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. The only better thing is that the Xuanmen Alliance has law enforcement rights, so it is relatively intimidating, but it has a lot of chores, so the position of leader is not reserved for outstanding disciples of each sect. Those who are willing to be the ones who are finally pushed out are not outstanding characters.

Therefore, Kong Qianyu despised the three people in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

She was too lazy to pay attention to Zhenyuan and turned her gaze to Shihuang: "Pay back the money and get out." The amulet spontaneously ignited without fire. Shihuang felt that his legs were weak again. The few hands Kong Qianyu had exposed just now were enough. He was scared out of his wits. He quickly scanned the code at the front door, transferred 10,000 yuan, and ran away without looking back.

"So, you are indifferent and arrogant?"

"What? Do you still want to fight again?" Fighting with them is not as good as one's own disciples, which is really uninteresting.

Zhenyuan shook his head: "Your Taoist skills are not low, and I admit that I am not your opponent. But, little girl, there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the world. No matter how powerful your magic is, in the end, you are still a human being, not a god. , take my move!"

He carefully took out something from his arms, which was a simple jade vase. The pattern on the vase was simple and it looked a little mottled.

But for no reason, Kong Qianyu felt a little fear in his heart!