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Chapter 28 Anyone who insults Taoism can be killed
That immortal man stared at Chen Le for a long time, and asked, "This is the Chen Le who defeated Mr. Zhong with one move in your consultation?"

Ma Lao nodded and said: "Daoist Qingshan, you read that right, this is the person."

The person next to him is Taoist Qingshan.

These days, Mr. Ma has been preparing medicinal materials for Chen Le, but real old medicinal materials are very rare. Taoist Qingshan is good at Feng Shui layout. He once observed Feng Shui and obtained several precious medicinal materials.Ma Lao was ready to spend a lot of money to buy these medicinal materials from Taoist Qingshan, so he invited Taoist Qingshan to this hotel.

Pianist Li Te was also invited by Mr. Ma. As for the cocktail party held by Lu Zifang, he just took advantage of it.

The wealthy businessmen and nobles at Lu Zifang's cocktail party were all just juniors. Ma Lao thought that just one of his eldest and second sons would be enough to suppress everyone here from venting their anger loudly.

Taoist Qingshan didn't believe that Chen Le knew how to make elixirs. There are only a few disciples of the Waidan sect today. Even if there is a Waidan sect, they may not be able to produce elixirs that monks can take.

But now after listening to this piece of music and meeting Chen Le himself, Taoist Qingshan sighed: "I still couldn't believe that Mr. Zhong would be defeated by a young man in his early twenties."

"Mr. Zhong is well-known in Hannan. If he wants to kill someone, no one can escape his assassination unless he is a real big shot, has official status to protect him, and is surrounded by heavy guards."

"After seeing it with my own eyes and hearing it today, I know that the rumors are true."

"This is not music from the mortal world, this is music from the immortal world!"

"If you can even play fairy music, what does it matter if you practice a few pills?"

Mr. Ma was surprised: "Xianle?"

He turned his head suddenly, his heart burning, and asked:

"Taoist Master Qingshan, what is the meaning of this fairy music? Is there really a fairyland in this world?"

Taoist Qingshan's eyes were shining brightly, staring at Ma Lao closely, with an extraordinary majesty, Ma Lao crawled out from the pile of dead people, originally he was indifferent to life and death, but his heart was slightly constricted by this stare, and his breath was gradually held .

Taoist Qingshan said slowly: "General Ma, don't ask too much about some things. After all, we are not from the same world. It is useless for you to know too much."

Then he withdrew his gaze and looked at Chen Le again, his eyes full of reverence.

Mr. Ma was shocked. As a general like him, he was not qualified to know the origin behind Chen Le's piece of music.

The piece became even more inscrutable in his mind.

In the center of the hall, Lu Zifang put away his previous arrogance. Now it seems that Chen Le has taste, city, and knowledge, and is a potential stock.

It would be good if he could take Chen Le for his own use. Moreover, Wu Siming was so counterattacked by Chen Le at the cocktail party that he would never dare to attack Chen Le again. He would be able to keep Chen Le's papers without any effort. First author position.

This cocktail party made a lot of money.

Lu Zifang smiled and persuaded: "Chen Le, don't be so petty. Wu Siming didn't mean it. Also, since pianist Li is so sincere, why don't you just talk to him? Many friends lead to many paths, right?"

Everyone saw Mr. Lu persuading Chen Le, and they had also been chatting with Chen Le before. They all felt that Mr. Lu was the first to get the most out of the situation this time and had attracted a talent, and they were very envious.

Many people regretted not being able to talk to Chen Le earlier and missing the opportunity to make friends.However, Mr. Lu was the convener of the reception after all, and with Colonel Ma Zhengping standing behind him, everyone did not have too many objections.

Liu Siyue also felt that there was no danger this time. The purpose of inviting Chen Le to the cocktail party was finally achieved, and she was relieved.

But Chen Le glanced at Lu Zifang and said:

"Mr. Lu, I'm not familiar with you, could you say a few words less?"

Lu Zifang's smile suddenly froze on his face.

Everyone was also stunned.

What is Chen Le talking about?
Does this mean you dislike Mr. Lu for being verbose?
Lu Zifang felt angry.

What's going on with Chen Le?

Doesn’t he have something to ask of himself?
Because he knew that Chen Le wanted something for him, Lu Zifang's tone became colder: "Chen Le, are you dizzy? Even if you have some talent, you are still just an ordinary student, but the pianist Li has been famous for a long time. Why don't you hurry up and share your music theory with Pianist Li?"

"Also!" Mr. Lu felt that he had to suppress Chen Le, "Be respectful when you speak to me!"

Chen Le was quite impatient with Lu Zifang's commanding tone.

Ever since he entered the cocktail party, Mr. Lu has been commenting on him. If it weren't for the purpose of taking photos of snacks for the people in the group, and Mr. Lu was the convener of the cocktail party, Chen Le would have ignored Mr. Lu.

Now that Mr. Lu started to put on airs, Chen Lecai didn't bother to pay attention to him and said, "Why do I listen to you? Why don't I just eat a few pieces of your cake? You look stingy."

Then he left Lu Zifang aside and said to Li Te, "It's not that I don't want to teach you, I really don't know how."

Someone at the cocktail party burst out laughing.

Lu Zifang still thinks that he has a lot of face, but in Chen Le's eyes, he is not worth mentioning at all.

I didn't listen to what others said, so I ate a few pieces of cake from you, just to see you being stingy.

Then he directly put Lu Zifang aside and ignored him at all.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Lu Zifang with ridicule.

When Lu Zifang heard someone laughing, his face turned pale in an instant. The first thought in his mind was that Chen Le didn't understand the world at all.

As long as Chen Le knows a little bit about things, he will not fail to give himself this face.

But Lu Zifang immediately denied this idea.

Chen Le is very scheming. He just counterattacked Wu Siming in public, which made Wu Siming want to find a crack in the ground to get in.

It's not that Chen Le didn't understand, but did it on purpose!

He clearly remembered his condescending attitude towards him before, so he returned it!
Seeing that everyone around him was gloating towards him, Lu Zifang knew that he had lost face this time, and as the host of the reception, he was dismissed like this.

Lu Zifang stared at Chen Le closely, took a deep breath, and said nothing.

He has already made up his mind.

He wanted to completely shatter Chen Le's pride and make Chen Le kneel down and beg for his forgiveness!
Li Te glanced at Lu Zifang, sensing that the atmosphere was not good, and knowing that Chen Le was refusing, he sighed and said, "You don't want to give me advice because I don't have this blessing. But if you have anything, you can always do it." Come to me."

After saying that, he bowed to Chen Le again and left sadly.

Chen Le knew that Li Te really wanted to learn music, but Chen Le really couldn't help him.

He knows just one piece of music, and any more will reveal his secrets.

Everyone saw that Chen Le first fought back against Wu Siming, then slapped Lu Zifang in the face, and finally did not teach Li Te. It seemed that these people were not in his eyes, and they couldn't help but frown:
"This Chen Le seems a bit arrogant."

"You are so proud of your talent."

"But he only knows music. Without the support of a big musician, it would be difficult for him as a primary school student to withstand Lu Zifang's anger."

"Are we going to take this opportunity to recruit him?"

"It's better not to confront Mr. Lu directly. It seems that Mr. Lu wants to suppress him and conquer him completely."

"I think so too, it's a pity to lose this good song."

Wu Siming originally stood secretly by the side, panicked and desperate in his heart, but at this moment he suddenly had hope and laughed wildly in his heart.

This Chen Le is really good at offending people. He actually sent him back after a great situation.

Wu Siming really felt that God helped me too.

Liu Siyue was so anxious that she almost burst into tears.

Chen Le, why are you so arrogant?You are usually so easy-going, but at critical moments you dare not give anyone the favor. This will only harm you!

At this moment, Taoist Qingshan’s half-closed eyes upstairs suddenly opened, revealing a murderous intent:
"If Mr. Zhong sees this scene, he will kill Mr. Lu."

Ma Laowei, who was on the side, was surprised: "Why?"

Logically speaking, Chen Le defeated Mr. Zhong. Even if Mr. Zhong did not dare to regard Chen Le as his mortal enemy, he should not help Chen Le.

Taoist Qingshan said:

"Mr. Lu dares to plot against Master Chen in public, and he has humiliated Master Chen. If a descendant like Master Chen is humiliated, how will Mr. Zhong, who was defeated by Master Chen, be treated? Isn't it the same as Mr. Zhong? He was also humiliated.”

"How can a cultivator be insulted lightly?"

"With all the guests in the house, who is qualified to receive a word of advice from Master Chen Xian? Let alone forcing him to give advice!"

After hearing this, Mr. Ma felt more and more the arrogance of the ascetics, and his feeling for the ascetics became stronger in his heart!

After a long while, Mr. Ma regained his composure and asked, "Taoist Master Qingshan, do you want to meet Xiaoyou Chen?"

"No!" Taoist Qingshan said firmly.

Taoist Qingshan explained: "Those who are masters come first, just like senior masters such as Master Chen. We, the younger generations, must first hand in invitations to pay homage and get approval before we can pay homage. If we meet rashly and offend, we will be killed." worry!"

After a pause, Taoist Qingshan said again: "Since the medicinal materials have been delivered to you, you can just hand them over to Master Chen. I will write a greeting note and ask you to help deliver it then."

Mr. Ma knew that the monastic community had its own rules and did not dare to force it, so he said, "That's fine."

Taoist Qingshan left in a hurry, probably to write a greeting note.

Mr. Ma suppressed his emotions towards the ascetic in his heart, took out his cell phone and called Chen Le.

(End of this chapter)