The Xu family follows Taoism and seeks longevity

Chapter 197 The mystery solved with a pot of wine (please subscribe!)

Taoyuanfang City, the casual cultivator market, is surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Ever since the news spread that Xu Zhengji would publicly execute Xu Zhiqi three days ago, and that the ancestor Xu Deming would do it himself, more and more monks gathered around the casual cultivator market. Even the casual cultivators from the surrounding counties came to watch the excitement. .

Xu Zhiyu did not go to the execution place, but stood on a high ground in the distance and watched. When Fangshi was built, not all the mounds were bulldozed. Under his suggestion, this place was left After coming down, a large pavilion was built on the top of the slope, just opposite the casual cultivator market.

He stood there, looking at the cheering casual cultivators, a little confused. He didn't know why they looked so happy. Is it just because the Xu family did not protect their own family members and killed their relatives for justice?

Xu Zhiqi, who was about to be executed, was escorted up. At this moment, he was no longer as showy as before, and all he had was a deeply bowed head. It was not known whether it was because of regret for his past actions or because he was frightened by the impending death. Yes, but judging from the resentment occasionally revealed in his eyes, the former is almost impossible!
  With Xu Deming's sword finger shooting out, Xu Zhiqi ended his life like this. At the age of forty-five, he stopped at the seventh level of Qi training. As a true fire descended, he completely disappeared from the world.

The drama that had been brewing for three days came to an end in a hurry. The casual cultivators were still unfinished, but life had to go on. Some invited friends to go to restaurants for drinks, while others continued to set up stalls and do business. However, this matter will This is another topic they will talk about in the coming days or even months.

Xu Zhiyu stood for a while and then turned back to the pavilion. However, the pavilion was empty just now. For some reason, an extra person suddenly appeared. However, this is a public place. If he came, others would come too.

He sat on the stone bench and took out a bottle of wine from his storage bag to drink some. Unexpectedly, he had just poured himself a glass of wine when the man with his back turned suddenly spoke.

"The tribesmen over there were killed, and you are drinking happily here. Fellow Daoist Xu is really leisurely and elegant!"

Xu Zhiyu frowned when he heard this, thinking: Who is this person? He can't speak!

Just when he was about to scold him twice, the man turned around after he finished speaking. Only then did he see the man's appearance clearly, and he took back the words that came to his mouth.

"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be shopkeeper Ma. Why do you have time to come here today instead of studying formations in the shop?"

It turned out that this person was a monk sent by the Lingxiao Sect to open a formation shop here. He was called Ma Wenze. When he first came to Fangshi, he interfered in the Xu family's management of Fangshi. From time to time, he would come to the door to make a sound, but Xu Zhiyu repeatedly gave in. , but this person kept pushing the envelope, and Xu Zhiyu gradually stopped giving him a good look, so the relationship between the two parties was never clear.

He also reported this matter to his ancestor Xu Deming. After Xu Deming found out, he asked the Qinggu Valley Master to investigate. It turned out that Ma Wenze made a big mistake in the Lingxiao Sect, so he was demoted here. After learning the news, Xu Zhiyu was even more jealous of him. He doesn't have a good face anymore. Although he won't deliberately go against him, he rarely interacts with him.

Ma Wenze walked up to him with his triangular eyes squinting, sat down not far from him, and said with a gun and a stick:
  "Fellow Daoist Xu, it's boring to drink alone. I'm here to drink with you, just as a memorial to the monk of the Xu family who was cruelly killed by his own clan!"

Listen, what does it mean to not be able to speak? This is called not being able to speak. Xu Zhiyu suppressed his anger and replied calmly:
  "There is a scum in the Xu family, but Taoist fellow Taoist Ma has suffered from it. I really feel sorry for it. But it is really unlucky. I brought a cup with me when I came out today. If you don't mind it, fellow Taoist, just drink from the flask. Anyway, I’m almost done drinking too!”

Originally, he thought that after saying this, all the monks who wanted to face him would leave, but he still underestimated Ma Wenze. He picked up the wine bottle, raised his neck and drank the entire bottle of spiritual wine, and then poured the wine bottle into the bottle. It hit Xu Zhiyu hard.

"Xu, don't think that having multiple Taiyang Towers in your home city is nothing special. Don't forget, the Xu family is still a subsidiary of my Lingxiao Sect!"

"I think back then I was a powerful figure in the sect, but I didn't take it seriously before in this small run-down city like yours!"

Xu Zhiyu raised his wine glass and said:
  "Then if you don't stay well in the sect, why are you here in our remote country?"

His words may have been a bit lethal. Ma Wenze's face turned from white to red, and then from red to purple. It was about to turn black. He roared and said:

"If the young sect master hadn't taken pity on your family, do you think your family is qualified to build a city? Stop daydreaming!" Xu Zhiyu shook his head. This man has a bad ability to drink, but he still drinks so much. This is starting to talk nonsense, but he But he was very curious about the young sect leader in Ma Wenze's mouth.

Listening to Ma Wenze's words, it seems that his family's ability to establish a market has a lot to do with him. In fact, the Xu family was also very doubtful about being able to independently establish a city at that time, because there was only one city in the surrounding counties, which was jointly built by the forces in the county. There was no precedent for a family to build a city by itself. Previously, they thought that their own family could set a precedent. It was because the movements of the monsters were reported in time. It seems that this may not be the case now, and there may be a hidden secret in this.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, who is the young sect master you just mentioned? Why have I never heard of it?"

Ma Wenze let out a loud belch and sneered:

"How about they belong to a small family? They don't have enough knowledge. They belong to our Lingxiao Sect, but they don't even know about it, the Young Sect Master. It's really ridiculous!"

If Xu Zhiyu hadn't cared about the Lingxiao Sect's face and been ridiculed like this, he would have gone up to slap him. Although the opponent's cultivation level was one level higher than his, but he really started to attack him, he was really not afraid of him. At worst, he called someone, the Xu family There is still an ancestor of the Zi Mansion in Fang City, and in the shop opened by the Lingxiao Sect here, he is the only monk with a foundation-building cultivation level, and the rest are all Qi-training outer sect disciples, so he is not afraid of group attacks.

But after all, he was past the age of youth and vigour, and although he couldn't do it, he could still endure being robbed of a few words. He held the cup in his right hand and looked at Ma Wenze quietly.

Ma Wenze, who was so drunk that his eyes were blurred, was waiting to see Xu Zhiyu become angry and angry, but when he found that it was not what he thought, he felt bored and said unhappy:

"Boy, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you some knowledge so that you won't be embarrassed when you go out in the future! Remember, our young sect master's name is Zhao Tao. He broke through the Zi Mansion a few years ago. He was already a member of the Zi Mansion the year I left. He is a third-level monk, and he must have advanced to the middle stage of Zifu now!"

"It's him, it's Brother Zhao. I originally suspected that he had an extraordinary identity, but I didn't expect that he was actually the Young Sect Master of Lingxiao Sect! It seems that he was the one who suggested that the sect let the Xu family establish a separate market. Brother Zhao, I am so grateful for this. Remember it, I will pay it back in the future!" Xu Zhiyu thought.

Seeing Xu Zhiyu in a daze, Ma Wenze coughed twice and said:

"What are you thinking about? Are you speculating on the appearance of the young sect master? Don't think about it. That's not what you, a monk from a small family, can imagine. He is a true pride of heaven, and he is not from the same world as you!"

"That's not true. I was just thinking that what Taoist Fellow Ma said just now is that this young sect leader has great kindness to the Xu family. I just wanted to come to the door in person that day to thank him. It is also a virtue to repay kindness!"

"Hahaha!" Ma Wenze laughed loudly at first, laughing so hard that he couldn't even straighten his waist. At the same time, he slapped his thigh with his hand and mocked:
  "You're laughing me to death, you're really laughing me to death! You, just you? You still want to meet our young sect leader, I advise you to wake up! Do you know which way the Lingxiao Sect's sect is facing? It's your ancestor. , it’s hard to say whether I can see him or not. Is the young sect master something you, a small foundation-building monk, can only see?”

"Don't tell me, I have actually met him. Not only have I met him, but we have also been together for a while, and our friendship is not bad!" Xu Zhiyu replied in his heart.

Ma Wenze straightened up, adjusted his robe, patted Xu Zhiyu on the shoulder, and said jokingly:

"Young people, you still have to have dreams. What if they come true one day? If you really go to Lingxiao Sect and meet my young sect master, don't forget to mention to him that I, Ma Wenze, know my mistake and let him I’ll transfer you back to the sect! Hahahaha!”

Ma Wenze shook his head and walked away with a smile. Looking at his leaving back, Xu Zhiyu said in a voice that only he could hear:

"When I meet Brother Zhao one day, I will definitely bring you your words!"

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