Nongmen medical incense: pastoral prosperity

Chapter 387
"Stop, the things you gave are not even qualified for a panacea. I forgot to tell everyone that the poor monk is Qingfeng, the elder of Youfang Temple. Senior Zhang is the person I want to protect in Youfang Temple, everyone's request. Unless Senior Zhang agrees. Otherwise, whoever dares to force threats will be against me, Youfang Temple."

The person Youfang Temple wants to protect?
Master Qingfeng's words shocked everyone immediately.

Especially Tie Jiansheng, who knew the identity of the old monk early in the morning, was even more shocked.Although he knew about this Immortal Doctor, he made good friends with Master Qingfeng halfway.But he didn't expect that Master Qingfeng and Youfang Temple behind him would not hesitate to make enemies of everyone.

Determined to protect the person, looking at Zhang Shuman with a calm face, Tie Jiansheng was a little bit at a loss for a while.

Youfang Temple is an untouchable existence in the entire continent.Among the people present, almost no one dared to be an enemy.Because of Youfang Temple, several eminent monks in the temple also represent the public opinion.

With a flash of inspiration, he suddenly thought of Master Qingfeng's words about seniority.

Everyone stared straight in horror, how is it possible?Absolutely no one dares to doubt Master Qingfeng's ability, it exists like a god.

However, to a girl who is less than twenty-eight years old, she respectfully calls her a senior.Could it be that she would be stronger than Master Qingfeng.Thinking of this possibility, everyone was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Senior, are you Master Qingfeng?"

Looking carefully at Master Qingfeng, Valley Master Lianyue looked at the old monk with some uncertainty.Even so, in terms of attitude, he still dare not show the slightest bit of disrespect.

"Little baby, do you think there are still people in this world who dare to pretend to be poor monks?"

Faced with doubts, Master Qingfeng was not angry, but asked a rhetorical question in a neutral manner.

Even if it is a treacherous and evil person, Master Qingfeng believes that no one dares to risk his name.

Little Doll?
The corners of Zhang Shuman's mouth twitched speechlessly, it was shocking for Master Qingfeng's wicked taste.The owner of Hundred Flowers Valley was a beautiful woman after all, but in the mouth of the old monk, she turned into a little doll.

However, considering the real age of the old monk, it is more than enough to be the ancestor of the owner of Baihua Valley.It's not too much to jokingly refer to a little doll, but it's just a little ridiculous to the ears.

"I don't dare."

After pondering for a moment, Lianyue shook her head.

He also silently acquiesced to Master Qingfeng's sentence of "little baby", and dared not refute it.

Obviously, Lian Yue also respected Master Qingfeng very much.With sharp eyes, he quietly looked at the old monk, thinking that he might be a senior who was nearly two hundred years old, he respected him even more.

With Master Qingfeng's deterrence, these crazy martial idiots were finally sent away.I don't know what method Master Qingfeng used. Overnight, it spread to the ears of countless people that Zhang Shuman was protected by Youfang Temple.

The fanatical crowd suddenly seemed to have poured a basin of cold water, and they dismissed the tough and intimidating methods one after another.

Taking the next step, everyone cleverly thought of being soft.The best way to get on with the relationship is naturally to avoid giving gifts.

The head of the Qingquan sect, as well as the head of the Lou family, learned that Zhang Shuman and others were temporarily living in the other courtyard of the Lou family.It was as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he kept telling the building to establish a good relationship.The best thing is to use this favor to ask for a few of those magical waste pills.

No matter how everyone cares about it, this martial arts conference is still the beginning of beating gongs and drums.

Under Tie Jiansheng's deliberate arrangement, Zhang Shuman and his group were lucky enough to be in the front seat.

"Sister, it's really boring. Why are these three-legged cat rookies on the top. It's not interesting at all. If I go up, I can catch them all with one move."

Looking at the gestures on the stage, like a group of demons dancing wildly, Shu Lang frowned in disappointment.

"Hehe, you don't understand this. The beginning competition is just for some young juniors to practice their hands, and they are not really aiming at the title of martial arts leader. The real martial arts competition is still to come, and the further you go, those old guys still have rising stars Only then will we really make a move. Otherwise, if you stand up now, you will be suspected of bullying the small."

Hearing Shu Lang's complaint, the innocent old man smiled and took the initiative to explain for him.

All the disciples of Holy Hand Sect behind them focused their eyes on Zhang Shuman.Knowing that there is such an awesome master, even the current martial arts leader has to curry favor with him.There is also Youfang Temple, which is admired by all people, and they all come forward to protect each other.

Every disciple of Holy Hand Sect feels honored.All of them straightened their backs as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, hoping to win the favor of this master.

A few pointers, or some precious elixir.

Rookie?

Tie Jiansheng sitting next to him, as well as the heads of various sects, heard Shu Lang's words.They are all at a loss, wondering what this rookie is.

Is it a bird that eats food?
It doesn't seem to be the case, knowing that Shu Lang is the younger brother of Yixian.Everyone was thinking about it again, it's not easy for the medical fairy to be fooled, or they should look for opportunities from this simple little boy.

Or, come and book a baby kiss, it's easier to ask for help.

Fortunately, Shu Lang didn't know the calculations in everyone's mind, otherwise he would have to explode.

"Hehe, the young master also wants to join in the fun and participate in the competition? If the young master wants to go, it's a good time to go up and practice."

Catching the contempt in Shu Lang's eyes, Tie Jiansheng thought, although this young master is the younger brother of the Immortal Doctor.But no matter how smart he is, his martial arts should not be so high as to be as perverted as a medical immortal.So I couldn't help making a flattering suggestion, but didn't think about it.

Not only did he not get Shu Lang's favor, but he also received joking laughter from everyone.

Tie Jiansheng, as well as the rest of the old monsters, were at a loss again.I don't understand what the innocent old man is laughing at. Could it be that President Iron is wrong?

"Thank you, Iron Leader, for your kindness. There is no need. They are too weak. I am afraid that they will kill someone if they are not careful."

Shu Lang coughed solemnly, pretending to be an adult, speaking in a low-key yet arrogant manner.

Are they too weak?

A thunderbolt from the blue sky, Shu Lang's weird words, many people were stunned by the thunder.

Looking at Shu Lang's small body, he looked at this beautiful little boy with a confident face and no sign of lying.Everyone couldn't help thinking in horror, maybe he is also a little pervert.

Or, fortunately, he took some pill given by the medical immortal, and easily gained the skill of a Jiazi.He has also become a member of the masters. Thinking of this possibility makes these seniors even more so.Those who were hit were stunned and wanted to make a piece of tofu. They were more angry than others, but they didn't bring such a blow to people.

It's almost impossible for people to live, if they are really defeated by this young guy on stage.In front of them for so many years, and their respective disciples, how could they have the face to live.

(End of this chapter)