The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Kong Qianyu shook her neck. She happened to be in a bad mood recently because of being scolded by her master. Someone came to her door to vent her anger, but she was not polite.

"Why are you panicking? Is it the traitor that I asked Maoshan to come out? Or did I give the talisman to the traitor?"

"Oh, my master can't stop me. The people from the Xuanmen Alliance are going to Xuanqing Temple. They won't be there in another two hours!" Barely half), the Xuanmen Alliance dispatched more than thirty people at once, which could probably fill the small courtyard of Xuanqingguan.

"I like to eat everything, but I don't like to suffer losses. Just don't worry about this. Just go and do what you have to do." She didn't want Xue Wuwei to be too difficult to do, and it was enough not to follow him and set up the rice seedlings.

It was quiet in Xuanqing Temple. At noon, when the yang energy was at its highest in the day, the third senior brother was of course recovering from his injuries. Kong Qianyu stood in the courtyard and could hear the violent heartbeat of the third senior brother. Obviously, he was not there at this time. easy.

The little fox's room was as quiet as death. She had lost her inner elixir, and even if it was temporary, she would never be able to jump around. She could only return to her original shape and lay down pretending to be dead.

Kong Qianyu's ten fingers flew up and down, tightly wrapping the entire side hall to prevent any accidental injuries if a fight broke out.

She spent a lot of money to rebuild this. At that time, money was flowing out like water. Even though Kong Qianyu was rich, she felt a little distressed, but she could not suffer another unreasonable disaster.

As for the other palaces, she was planning to renovate them all, but before she had time, an enemy came to her door, so why not do it.

Seeing a layer of flowing light covering the side hall, this was a minimalist version of the mountain-protecting formation. It didn't consume much but was extremely effective. Kong Qianyu was ready. He went back to the room and sat down, holding a cup of white tea and sipping it, waiting for the uninvited guests to come.

As expected, she didn't wait long. Three hours later, the sound of brakes sounded at the gate. There were at least seven cars, one, two, three, and four, forming a huge queue.

The gate of Xuanqing Temple was always open during the day. This group of people entered the room and broke into the main hall directly. Seeing no one, they turned around and walked towards the place where she lived. They were so rude that they didn't even knock on the door and kicked her up. .

How could the two old wooden doors withstand such a torment? They were broken immediately. The person outside the door used too much force and fell directly into the house and knelt on the ground, as if he had come specially to kowtow to Kong Qianyu.

"You're welcome. Although it's the New Year, I don't have a red envelope for you. Let's play with this talisman." Kong Qianyu raised his eyelids slightly and saw that the person kneeling on his knees was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. , seeing that he was dressed as a disciple who came with his master, he threw out the cheapest thermostat.

The middle-aged man stood up straight, trembling with anger. He was the most respected disciple of Five Directions Monastery. Because his master was old, he seldom walked around. He was the one who was always walking outside. Which of his colleagues would not give him anything when he saw him? He's a bit thin-faced.

But what Kong Qianyu said just now positioned him as a junior in a certain family. To him, it was no different from humiliation.

Anyway, they were just going to repair this ignorant girl. Just when he was about to reveal his weapon, he was stopped by someone: "You must not be unreasonable when picking up porn."

Kong Qianyu chuckled out loud because of this name.

Shihuang's face was blue and white, and he didn't know who to deal with first. One of the things he hated in his life was his Taoist nickname, which was given to him by the elders. Watching Senior Brother.

He looked bitterly at the person who had just spoken, and when he met the person's sinister eyes, he suddenly became scared. He couldn't afford to offend this person.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." Luo Xuanji, the current leader of the Xuanmen Alliance, greeted Kong Qianyu with a smile: "I'm sorry for coming here uninvited and disturbing your lord."

"Since you know that you are disturbing others uninvited, so many of you still barged in. What's the reason?" "Of course it's an emergency and I have to come. It's okay to exercise some authority."

"Is it an emergency? Is anyone from Maoshan here?" Kong Qianyu raised his head, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed across the faces of everyone. After waiting for a long time, no one responded.

"The Maoshan disciples have all gone to capture the traitors, and they have entrusted us to seek justice for them."

"Fair? Could it be that someone killed someone with a knife, so you went to arrest the knife seller, and someone killed someone with a magic spell, so you invited the ancestor to come out and question him?"

Luo Xuanji said something, and Kong Qianyu retorted calmly, making the people behind him anxious.

They are all furious, and they are even talking about nonsense. They came today not to reason at all, but to conquer a pair of senior sisters and brothers in this Taoist temple and use them for my use. From now on, they will make a lot of money and share the benefits equally!

They had already figured out that Xuan Qing Guan had declined to a state of disgrace many years ago and was almost reduced to a street liar. The master of this little girl Kong Qianyu died long ago, and she grew up eating the food of hundreds of families. In the movie, the little girl learned the unique skill of drawing talismans from somewhere, and money flowed into Xuanqing Temple like water.

Her junior brother's origins are even more unknown. He looks like a monster. How can someone who associates with a monster be such a good thing?

Luo Xuanji wanted to say a few more words to find a better-looking fig leaf for them to come today. After all, the Xuanmen Alliance wanted both dignity and face, and their main focus was to be both responsible and independent.

But the person behind him didn't want to wait any longer.

"Stop talking nonsense, girl, hand over the secrets of drawing talismans, and I will spare your life. It's enough to just capture your monster brother to clean up the family, otherwise! Humph!" The first person to say harsh words was a casual cultivator. , a pair of small eyes that kept turning, and the greed was beyond words.

"Otherwise, so what?" Kong Qianyu finally put down the tea cup and stood up. She was not as tall as these men and should not have posed a threat to them.

However, when she stood so still and her eyes passed over their faces one by one, everyone felt a bit of fear. That was the intuition from deep in their hearts, as a member of Xuanmen!

This woman is not easy to mess with!

But since ancient times, money has attracted people's hearts, and they have a large number of people. How can this little girl be in her early twenties at most, how can she be their opponent.

They showed their weapons one after another, and some even shouted: "If you don't give it, don't blame us for being rude."

Kong Qianyu suddenly laughed: "I like how shameless you guys are, so you won't feel embarrassed when we fight."

She was really afraid that among these people, there were acquaintances she had met before, such as those from the Qingcheng Sect or Yuan Junguan.

She didn't know if these people knew what they were capable of, or if they were not the same as the gang of Xuanmen Alliance, but none of them were there, and she didn't recognize any of the people standing in front of her.

Then she doesn't need to be merciful.

"Xuanqing Temple raises monsters and it's unfair competition. Let's go together and capture her!" The master must have a name. As for whether the name is true or false, as long as they succeed, who will know the inside story?

History is just a piece of cake that anyone can dress up!