Fairy Toad

Chapter 99
"Pindao has been waiting here at Feixuan Peak for more than a month. Is this how your Jiejiang Sword Sect gave you? Do you really think that I, the Qingdu Sect, are easy to bully?"

Fei Xuanfeng, in the hall of deacons.

The sound of angry reprimand resounded in the hall.

Looking carefully, apart from Kai Wangze and the other three, there were two more Taoists at some point in the hall.

One of them was Zhu Ping, who had only one arm left.

The other one was a tall and thin old man with a hostile face, and the anger was obvious on his slightly dark skin.

The words of angrily came from the thin old man's mouth.

"If you don't give me a reasonable solution today, after Pindao returns to the mountain this time, he will definitely report to the Master Master, and he will have a careful debate with you, the Jiejiang Sword Sect!"

Regarding the old man's aggressive words, Mo Quan did not fluctuate, and said calmly: "Why is Zhang Daoyou like this? You and I both know the ins and outs of this matter. It is nothing more than a personal conflict between disciples of the same generation."

"What's more, the cause of this matter is that this little friend Zhu seized the treasure unreasonably first, even if it is in front of you and me, the reason is the same."

"The old Taoist also didn't want you and me to hurt the friendship for no reason, so he decided to fight swords and let the two juniors resolve the grievances by themselves. If Zhang Daoyou feels that the old Taoist's way of doing things is still unfair, you and I may as well How about the elders fighting for a while to settle this grievance?"

Seeing Mo Quan's attitude, Wang Ze felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

On the outside of the Jiejiang Sword Party, it is really tough.

If this word doesn't agree, you have to fight with others, which is actually a scene that Wang Ze has never seen in Fu Dingzong.

Known as 'Zhang Daoyou', the practitioner of the Qingdu Sect froze upon hearing this.

He is only a gangster cultivator. Although he comes from a great sect, he also has a few magic weapons to protect him, but how can he compare with Mo Quan, an old Huandan cultivator?
Just as he was about to say something more, standing behind him, Zhu Ping, who had been staring at Wang Ze with icy eyes, suddenly stood up and said, "Uncle Zhang, there is no need to discuss this matter any more. The reason why this person hurt me was just a sneak attack." If I am not willing to accept such a challenge, it will make people look down on me, a disciple of Qingdu."

As he said that, Zhu Ping turned his gaze to Mo Quan, and said: "The matter of fighting swords will be arranged according to the seniors, and I would like to give you some time to cultivate into a spiritual fetus, so that the nobles will not say that I am bullying this king with my cultivation base." Friends, as for the specific time, please make a charter!"

Mo Quan laughed and said, "Little friend Zhu has ambition."

"I see this time..."

"There's no need to set any more time. It just so happens that the Fudingzong sent a Dharma news that two years later, a half-laoshizi sword fighting meeting will be held in its sect, and it is about to do the sword fighting of various sects."

"I think it's better to just decide on this conference, and discuss the results when the disciples of each faction fight!"

A clear voice suddenly came from outside the deacon's hall.

After hearing this, everyone turned their heads to look.

He saw a bearded Taoist with a brown skin and a strong figure, stepping in.

"Nephew Peng?"

Mo Quan spoke in surprise.

"Peng Wancheng has met Uncle Mo and Uncle Wu."

The bearded Taoist greeted Mo Quan and Wu Yuanhua.

Wu Yuanhua explained to Wang Ze at the right time: "This Martial Nephew Peng is a disciple of Brother Li Huo'er from the Inner Sect's true biography. Like Nephew Fang, he has a cultivation level of Gang Gang. The gourd fire essence I asked you to collect earlier, It was entrusted by my nephew Peng."

Only then did Wang Ze know the identity of this person.

Don't forget to greet each other.

However, Peng Wancheng and Wang Ze only nodded in response, without saying anything.

Turning his head, his eyes fell on Zhu Ping and Taoist Zhang sent by Qingdu, and said, "I don't know what you two think?"

"Sword Fighting Conference?"

Daoren Zhang frowned and said, "How come the poor Taoist has never heard of it?"

Peng Wancheng said: "The news just came. Years ago, the Xianmen County of Wei State under the Fudingzong's jurisdiction had an accident in the Taoist Toad's Lingfu. Zhao Hanyan, the real man who robbed the law in his sect, was harmed by others, and another demon made a move, which caused a lot of harm. Fellow Taoists, thanks to the cooperation of various sects of high cultivators, they drove away all the old demons."

"For this reason, Fu Dingzong used the many treasures obtained from Taoist Ha's Lingfu to hold a sword fighting competition to reward the practice of each sect."

"After returning to the Qingdu Sect, fellow Taoists, it is not difficult to learn the news."

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

Wang Ze was quite surprised.

I didn't expect Yifu Dingzong to be so generous.

"If that's the case, then follow what Fellow Daoist Peng said." Zhu Ping said indifferently.

Turning around, he said to Zhang Daoren: "Master, let's go."

As he said that, before everyone could say anything, he stepped out of the Hall of Deacons in a slightly unceremonious manner.

Daoren Zhang wanted to ask some more questions, but seeing Zhu Ping like this, he had no choice but to follow him out.

Seeing this, Peng Wancheng was surprised and said: "This young man has the demeanor of a disciple of my Jiejiang Sword Sect."

While speaking, he turned his head to look at Wang Ze and said, "This man has lost one arm, and he has not lost his strength. He has cultivated a spiritual fetus at a young age, and his talent is not bad. In two years, it is hard to say what kind of achievements he will have. The matter of fighting swords, Brother Wang, don't take it lightly."

Wang Ze was slightly stunned, but after realizing it, he replied, "Thank you, brother, for your suggestion."

Wu Yuanhua at the side said at this time: "Speaking of which, Master Nephew Peng is preparing for the sacrificial artifact? Why are you here today?"

Peng Wancheng smiled and said, "It's also a coincidence..."

……

Not to mention how Wang Ze was talking in the hall of deacons.

It is only said that Zhu Ping and Na Qingdu sent Taoist Zhang to leave Feixuan Peak and fly all the way to the outside of the mountain, but Taoist Zhang complained a lot.

"Martial nephew Zhu, you are acting impulsively this time, why did you just agree to this sword fight?"

Above the clouds, Zhu Ping pressed his empty shoulders, and said coldly: "Uncle Master knows better than me how the Jiejiang Sword Sect handles things. I'm waiting here in Tiandu Mountain. No matter how reasonable it is, it's not easy for me to really vent my anger. .”

"Instead of this, it's better to agree to the sword fighting request. In the future, I will kill the king myself, and no one in the Jiejiang Sword Sect can say anything wrong!"

Zhang Daoren shook his head and said: "I'm not talking about that Wang Ze. Although he has a high-quality flying sword, I only heard the news from Du Zhongping during this period of time. He is just a casual cultivator. At the age of 50, he has not yet condensed the soul, and in the Jiejiang Sword Sect, there is no real teacher to teach the method, so there is no threat."

"Based on your aptitude, even if you accidentally lost an arm and your meridian is missing, you can kill this person in the future when you go back to the door and find an elder to fill in your foundation."

"I said you were too impulsive, and it was because of the Xuanzhen Baolu."

"You went down the mountain this time because the elders learned about the plan of Xuanzhen Baolu in the door, and specially asked for this opportunity for you. Now most of the fairy talismans are obtained by Wang Ze. I thought at least from this person. I wanted a fairy talisman in my hand, but what you did made me unprepared, now that the fairy talisman is lost, how will you and I explain to the elders when we go back?"

Zhu Ping frowned, and his expression was also a little uncertain.

After a long while, he sighed, "I'm going to ask the teacher for my guilt on this matter."

(End of this chapter)