The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

As soon as Xu Ping entered the hall, he felt two curious eyes falling on him in unison.

The girl in red stood aside, with a curious expression on her face, the deep curiosity in her eyes couldn't be concealed at all.

On the other hand, this elderly grandma seemed much calmer.

However, the eyes of the old and the young glanced back and forth at him, Xu Ping felt as if he wanted to see himself from the inside out.

Mrs. Hu sat high on the big chair, her expression gradually calmed down, and her voice was soft: "You are Xu Ping?"

Xu Ping glanced at her, expressionless: "Exactly."

After all, he was visiting someone else's place, so he still maintained a humble attitude.

Daoist Feng Yang beside him thought for a while, and said, "Mr. Hu Santai, this time we're here..."

"There's no rush, sit down first."

Third Grandma Hu nodded, and then told the girl beside her: "Qing'er, a distinguished guest is coming, go and bring me my treasured snow-capped autumn hair."

"Yes."

Qing'er glanced at Xu Ping and retreated from the back hall.

There were only three of them left in the hall.

Xu Ping sat on the left side, and Daoist Feng Yang sat next to him, which made Mrs. Hu's eyes condense, and a complicated smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At her age, one could tell at a glance that Xu Ping and Daoist Feng Yang were led by Xu Ping.

After all, it was an extraordinary period, and she still wanted to confirm their identities: "The real Xuantong of Baiyun Temple is in good health. I heard that he practiced kung fu a few years ago and became obsessed. Has he ever recovered?"

Daoist Feng Yang frowned, glanced at Xu Ping, and replied, "Is there such a thing, why don't I know?"

As soon as the words fell, he immediately came to his senses, took out a letter from the cuff of his Taoist robe, got up and said: "This is what our temple master entrusted me to hand over to Mrs. Hu Santai, please have a look."

The young girl Qing'er happened to bring twice as much tea, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, "You two, please use...give me this letter, I'll give it to grandma."

Qing'er took the letter from Daoist Feng Yang, took it out and checked it, and then handed it to Mrs. Hu Santai, very cautiously.

Taoist Feng Yang could also understand the extraordinary period, he just drank tea with Xu Ping and felt the fragrance on his lips and teeth.

"I have long heard that the snow-capped autumn hair of Weilu Mountain is the best tea in the world. Now that I heard it today, it really lives up to its reputation."

Daoist Feng Yang sighed, Mrs. Hu was still reading the letter.

Xu Ping looked at the crystal clear tea soup in the cup, and nodded.

Hearing someone praise Weilu Mountain, Qing'er couldn't help but feel complacent, the girl's laughter was as clear as a silver bell, "It's not something that anyone can taste the autumn beauty of the snow mountain."

As she said that, she turned her eyes to Xu Ping who had never spoken, frowned slightly, and said, "Are you really Xu Ping?"

Xu Ping was taken aback: "Why, girl, have you ever met a fake one?"

The young girl Qing'er rarely walked out of Weilu Mountain, let alone the northeast border, but even so, she still heard the name Xu Ping many times.

At a young age, his morality is boundless, and everything he has done along the way is vigorous.

But when she really saw Xu Ping, Qing'er couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Xu Ping in her impression shouldn't be so young, he looks too bookish.

Qing'er shook her head: "I've never met a fake one, I was just thinking, how did the two of you go up the mountain and come to Wanghaitang, where there are Dongying ninjas all over the mountain now?"

It turned out that they suspected our identities... Xu Ping took it for granted, "Of course we walked up the mountain."

The young girl Qing'er was of course not satisfied with the answer, just as she was about to speak, Grandma Hu San beside her reprimanded in a low voice: "Qing'er, don't be rude."

The letter is true.

Then the identity of Baiyun Guanfengyang Daoist is also true.

Besides the legendary Xu Ping, who else could make Elder Baiyunguan respect him so much?

Third Grandma Hu put down the letter in her hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "Mr. Feng Yang, Mr. Xu Ping, the letter said that you two will help Weilu Mountain survive this calamity..."

The young girl Qing'er looked at her grandma in surprise, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart how the two people in front of her could compete with the Japanese ninjas who were all over the mountain.

Xu Ping nodded and said, "Exactly."

"In addition to this, we have already united with other comrades, and we will enter the northeast boundary in a few days to drive out all these Japanese ninjas."

Mrs. Hu didn't have much expression on her face when she heard these words: "Anyway, thank you both for coming here at this time of crisis, but... it's not that I can't trust you, you know, now I'm smiling What about Lushan?"

Xu Ping and Taoist Feng Yang ignored it. They had received the news that Weilu Mountain might still be fighting against Dongying Renren, so they rushed to help.

And Xu Ping came with Daoist Feng Yang, Yu Kong, and didn't observe carefully along the way, but he was able to notice that there were quite a lot of Japanese ninjas on Weilu Mountain.

The specific situation is not yet known.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Mrs. Hu knew that they didn't know, and ordered: "Qing'er, please tell the two seniors about the current situation of Weilu Mountain in detail."

When Qing'er faced Mrs. Hu, she was very obedient: "Yes."

She took a step forward, turned to look at Xu Ping and the two, thought for a moment, and said: "There should be at least three thousand Dongying ninjas residing on Weilu Mountain, and currently there are only [-] people practicing at the Weilu Mountain. Our Wanghai Hall has not been breached by them yet."

As soon as these words came out, Daoist Feng Yang's expression became serious with the naked eye.

Xu Ping thought about it quickly and asked, "Then I want to ask, how many cultivation gates are there on Weilu Mountain?"

Qing'er smiled and replied: "Counting our Wanghai Hall, there are twelve in total."

Xu Ping nodded: "Girl, please continue."

Qing'er continued: "There are 6 leaders of the Japanese ninjas in the mountains, and each of them is extremely powerful in ninjutsu. When attacking other mountain gates, it takes little effort and is very easy."

Except for some of the information obtained by Wanghaitang, it is also the dictation of other practitioners who came here, which is quite valuable for reference.

"In addition, according to Taoist Baisong, on top of the six of them, there should be an old ninja, whose age is unknown and whose practice is unknown."

"Sigh~~"

Daoist Feng Yang took a deep breath.

Xu Ping's face was also slightly grave.

Things were more serious than they imagined. It was a mountain gate, which was smashed to pieces with almost no strength to fight back. Only some people escaped.

Qing'er seemed to have remembered something, and added: "And it is said that there should be their people in the city below the mountain, but the number and strength are unknown."

Daoist Feng Yang turned his head to look at Xu Ping, and said, "Mr. Xu, if the situation here is really like this, I'm afraid our previous plan will be completely overturned."

When Mrs. Hu heard this, she became interested: "Dare to ask about your previous plans..."

Originally, what they thought in their hearts was that Xu Ping alone would go to the opponent's camp to provoke and attract more ninjas.

A small group of people pretended to break out of the siege, making the other party exhausted, and the large army rushed out of Weilu Mountain together.

The core of this plan is that Xu Ping must be strong enough to hold back a large number of ninjas when they break through.

Moreover, he was able to retreat completely in the last place.

But now that he heard it, Daoist Feng Yang immediately rejected the plan. The other party has an old ninja of unknown strength, so Xu Ping can't be allowed to take risks.

Mrs. Hu took a look at Xu Ping and remained silent.

Although it was rumored that Xu Ping's morality was indeed very high, but in her opinion, if Xu Ping really broke into the enemy's camp alone, he would be seeking his own death.

a time.

The eyes of the three fell on Xu Ping.

Xu Ping is also thinking, the strength of the old ninja is unknown, this one is the most terrible, if it is similar to the one he encountered in Nanyue before, maybe it is still feasible.

If it is a higher level than the other party, all the ninjas of the other party ignore the others and come to deal with themselves, and it is really troublesome to kill them.

After pondering for a while, Xu Ping looked at Mrs. Hu and asked, "What is Mrs. Hu's plan? The Formation of Five Immortals is indeed powerful, but it is not invincible."

Hearing what he said, Qing'er immediately changed his face.

In her mind, the Five Immortals Formation is invincible, especially in Wanghaitang, the power of the Five Immortals Formation has been raised several levels, and it is by no means human power that can resist it.

But Tai Nai was by her side, so she couldn't say anything, but with her beautiful eyes, she became a little angry.

Third Grandma Hu heard what Xu Ping said, but instead nodded her head: "Mr. Xu's ability to destroy the Five Immortals Formation is indeed very remarkable, but in this Wanghaitang, the power of the Five Immortals Formation is extraordinary."

Qing'er almost thought that she heard it wrong. The young man in front of her had once broken through the Five Immortal Formation. She hadn't heard of when and where.

It turned out that she knew that I had broken the Five Immortal Formation... Xu Ping didn't hide it, and said directly: "But it is impossible for any formation to be invincible, and the disadvantages of the Five Immortal Formation are also obvious. To maintain it with manpower, I hope that the Five Immortals Formation in Haitang was started by Mrs. Hu Santai, but to put it bluntly, you are old after all..."

Qing'er scolded angrily: "Xu, what do you mean?"

Xu Ping said flatly: "I don't mean anything, it's up to you whether you listen or not."

After entering Wanghaitang, he discovered that Wanghaitang's attitude was not as firm as he imagined.

He has neither the courage to sink the boat, nor the determination to see death as home.

He has been hesitant, without the slightest courage, and has not even made a decision on the matter of breaking out.

Mrs. Hu put down the cigarette stick in her hand, and slowly got up: "Young man, you may be very powerful, but this is Wanghaitang."

Daoist Feng Yang didn't expect why Xu Ping's words suddenly became sharp. He hurriedly got up to smooth things over and said, "Mr. Xu, Mrs. Hu, let's put the overall situation first, and now is not the time for internal strife."

No one responded.

The hall fell silent for a moment, Xu Ping sneered suddenly, and said, "Master Feng Yang, we rushed here in a hurry, but it seems that the other party doesn't need us at all."

"I don't know if there is something else in my heart."

His words were not incisive, the core meaning was obvious, pointing out that the other party might surrender directly in order to keep Wanghaitang.

Mrs. Hu's eyes were completely gloomy, while the girl in red beside her had a powdery mist all over her body. The mist was sweet and enticing. When it was blown by the breeze, Daoist Feng Yang felt a little dizzy.

Although he recovered in a short while, he was still a little surprised by the girl's strength.

"Are young people nowadays so powerful?"

Daoist Feng Yang sighed in his heart, feeling as if he was being slapped to death while surfing on the beach.

The girl was very angry. In her heart, Wanghai Hall was inviolable, so from the very beginning, she tried her best to display her special skills.

At the same time, she also wanted to see it.

How big is the gap between myself and the legendary leader of the younger generation?

Available in the next second.

She was shocked to find that, in a blur before her eyes, the mist around her body seemed to be swallowed by the space, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"what?!"

The sound of surprise was not from the girl, but from Mrs. Hu who was beside her.

Hu Santai's face changed slightly, and she looked at Xu Ping.

Just for a moment, she felt that she and the granddaughter beside her were exiled into some unknown space.

If the other party wants to deal with them, even if they don't even have time to activate the Five Immortal Formation, they have already lost.

Only then did she realize Xu Ping's strength.

He is by no means the leader of the younger generation, but is at the top of the entire cultivation world.

After figuring this out, Mrs. Hu's complexion instantly darkened.

She was really reluctant to part with her ancestor's foundation. If she really abandoned it, she might not know what Wanghaitang would look like when she came back in the future.

That's why she hesitated.

"Too grandma, just now..."

Qing'er asked a question, but was speechless, the state just now was not something she could see clearly.

"How?" Xu Ping asked: "Mr. Hu Santai still thinks that the Five Immortal Formation is invincible?"

At this time, Taoist Feng Yang also felt the other party's thoughts. After all, Baiyun Temple and Wang Haitang were facing basically the same situation.

He earnestly said: "As long as people are alive, there are still all opportunities. Now that the opponent is fighting, it is not a shame to temporarily avoid it."

"Besides, we only need to wait for the reinforcements to come, and we will counterattack immediately. It won't be too long."

Xu Ping sang bad faces, he sang bad faces.

Facing the words of the two people in front of her, Mrs. Hu pondered for a long time, and finally said: "You two rest in the Wanghai Hall first, and the specific matters will be discussed later with a few other fellow Taoists."

"call--"

Xu Ping finally felt relieved: "I offended you a lot just now, and I still hope that Mrs. Hu is a mother, so don't take offense."

Grandma Hu San shook her head: "Mr. Xu is generous and benevolent, and I am not ignorant of good and evil. It's just that when I think of this ancestral foundation, I will lose it."

As she spoke, she couldn't hold back her tears.

With a look of pity on her face, Qing'er yelled softly, "Tai Nai..."

Mrs. Hu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile, "I'll show you a joke..."

Her face was slightly solemn, and she said: "There is one more situation that I need to tell you. At this time, it is not ruled out that there are spies in Wanghai Hall. Before discussing specific matters, it is best to clean up the interior first."

It is foreseeable that Dongying Renzhong arranged spies to inquire about the news in advance.

Xu Ping nodded: "Then the two of us don't show up for now, pretend to be disciples of Wanghai Hall, and investigate temporarily."

While talking, he looked at Daoist Feng Yang, and said with a smile: "I'm the best at investigating spies."