Nine Turns Sword God

Xun Wujian was stunned for a moment: "What does the Sect Master want to see me for?"

The steward shook his head: "I don't know, I'm just guessing."

"After all, Master Xun is extremely talented. I can't think of anyone else except you."

Xun Wujian smiled proudly: "That's true."

"When the Sect Master comes, let me know immediately and I'll go and invite him in person."

He was very excited, thinking that he was favored by Xiang Wentian.

As he said that, he threw an empty ring to the steward.

"Yes."

The steward left with a smile.

Although Su Mei was puzzled, she thought about it and realized that there was no one else worthy of the Sect Master's personal visit except Xun Wujian.

She smiled and said in a tender voice: "Look, even the Sect Master of the Holy Pill Sect is fond of your talent."

"Don't even mention one pill. With the help of Sect Master Xiang, a hundred pills are no problem!"

Xun Wujian felt his body lighten and was extremely proud.

Who is Xiang Wentian?

The Sect Master of the Holy Pill Sect, the first Holy Alchemist in Zhongzhou!

Even he is optimistic about his talent, doesn't it mean that he is a natural genius, one in a million?

The disciples watching were more and more shocked.

First, the inner sect elders, and then the leader of the Shengdan Sect, all vying to see Xun Wujian!

How strong is his talent?

"Let you be proud for a while."

The middle-aged man sneered in a low voice: "Once Chu Shaoyang dies, no one can protect you anymore."

"I want you to be my dogs, and do whatever I want!"

Hu Zhong and others frowned.

They knew that Chu Shaoyang was restless, but they didn't expect to offend Xun Wujian as soon as they entered the sect!

This is difficult!

On the other side, Chu Shaoyang took two ladies to sit down.

When the disciples who lived with them saw the two women, they all looked dazed and obsessed.

"Who are these two fairies?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled and said, "I didn't tell you before, they are my wives, and now they are practicing in Yueying Sect."

Wife?

The eyes of several people were full of jealousy.

Only Chu Shaoyang's talent is worthy of such a beautiful woman.

The few people chatted for a while.

Lin Qingyao has a cheerful personality and quickly got along with the others.

Ye Qingfeng was always silent and looked aloof, so no one dared to talk to him.

Soon, the banquet officially began.

Xun Wujian raised his glass and stood up, looking down at the people below, and said loudly: "Today's hundred sects' social gathering is to consolidate the relationship between the hundred sects and to broaden their horizons."

"I'm the host, and all the expenses will be charged to me!"

Everyone was shocked and cheered!

"Master Xun is generous!"

"Let's toast to Master Xun!"

Everyone stood up and toasted Xun Wujian together.

Only Chu Shaoyang and his friends did not move.

"Mr. Chu, are you deaf?"

Xun Wujian's eyes were extremely cold: "Think it over, the expenses here are not something you can afford."

"Toast me now, I can still consider it."

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "The restaurant will soon be mine, why do I need this little money from you?"

Suddenly, the whole banquet hall fell into a dead silence.

"What did he say? The restaurant will soon be his?"

"Did I hear it wrong, or did he drink too much?"

Xun Wujian laughed directly: "It's not even night yet, why are you dreaming?"

"Don't think that you can get this restaurant empty-handed just because you are a disciple of the Drunken Sword Immortal!"

"This is the property of the Holy Pill Sect!"

Su Mei echoed, her face full of sarcasm: "The Holy Pill Sect is a first-class sect, and it is full of Holy Pill Masters."

"Especially the Sect Master, the first Holy Pill Master in Zhongzhou, how many strong people does he know?"

"You are just a disciple recruited by the Drunken Sword Immortal when he was drunk, do you really think you are capable?"

A group of Taixuan Sect disciples laughed.

Xun Wujian showed a sly smile and said loudly: "Everyone, you are all geniuses from different sects, so you naturally cannot sit with trash."

"I propose to expel Chu Shaoyang from the banquet!"

Everyone immediately showed a playful expression.

The disciple of the Drunken Sword Immortal was actually called trash and expelled from the social banquet?

How ridiculous?

"I agree!"

The disciples around Xun Wujian took the lead in expressing their opinions.

Soon, not only the Taixuan Sect, but also the disciples of the other hundred sects agreed to expel Chu Shaoyang.

"Too much bullying!"

Lin Qingyao's eyes were stern, and when she was about to retort, she was stopped by Chu Shaoyang.

"Why bother to get angry with a dying person?"

Chu Shaoyang's smile was filled with murderous intent.

Xun family?

Young master?

You have repeatedly provoked me, do you really think I have no temper?

Chu Shaoyang slowly stood up, and did not choose to take action, but walked out.

"You will beg me to come back."

After that, Chu Shaoyang and others left the banquet hall.

Xun Wujian just stood there in a daze, and said in disbelief: "Is he leaving now?"

He seemed to have thought of something, and laughed: "Waste is waste, and you say nice things, but you are afraid!"

Everyone laughed, and laughed at Chu Shaoyang like a dog that has lost its home, which is ridiculous!

"Is this the person you are trying to curry favor with?"

The middle-aged man laughed so hard that his mouth couldn't close: "Hu Zhong, if you have time to curry favor with him, you might as well curry favor with me."

"Now, all of you kneel down!"

The terrifying aura crushed several people.

Hu Zhong and his men couldn't stand it, and they knelt on the ground one after another.

The other disciples showed a happy look and mocked Hu Zhong and his men wantonly.

At this time, at the door of the restaurant.

Chu Shaoyang and his men just came out and ran into Xiang Wentian head-on.

"Little friend Chu?"

Xiang Wentian was surprised and asked, "You are here to attend the social gathering?"

Chu Shaoyang shook his head and smiled, "I did come, but I was kicked out."

"What?"

Xiang Wentian frowned suddenly, "But the people in the restaurant didn't treat me well?"

Chu Shaoyang shook his head and explained the whole story one by one.

"Xun family?"

Xiang Wentian snorted coldly, "You are just a young master of a family. Do you really think you are a big shot?"

"My friend, come in with me. I will definitely seek justice for you!"

Chu Shaoyang looked puzzled, "Why?"

Xiang Wentian said awkwardly, "I don't understand a lot of the alchemy formula you gave me last time..."

Chu Shaoyang suddenly realized.

It turned out that Xiang Wentian came here in person this time for the alchemy formula.

"After this matter is over, if the master has anything you don't understand, just ask me."

Xiang Wentian was happy, "Let's go!"

He took Chu Shaoyang and others back to the restaurant.

In the building, several middle-aged men were holding wine glasses and pouring wine on Hu Zhong and others.

The wine poured all over several people.

Although they were furious, they knew that they could not provoke the people of Taixuan Sect.

It turned out that the person who ordered to insult them was Xun Wujian!

"Looking for death!"

Chu Shaoyang's eyes turned cold, and he pointed his finger as a sword!

He pointed out with one finger!

The sword energy cut through the sky and instantly cut off the arms of several people.

Bang!

The broken arm and the wine bottle fell to the ground at the same time, followed by the screams of several people.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Chu Shaoyang in disbelief.

"You dare to fight here?"

Xun Wujian was furious: "This is the leader of Shengdan Sect..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw Xiang Wentian beside Chu Shaoyang.

"Master? You are here so early?"

Xun Wujian quickly put away his fierce look and bowed respectfully: "Meet Master Xiang."

"You still have the face to salute?"

Xiang Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and there was a little breath on his body.

In an instant, the whole banquet hall was under pressure, forcing everyone to kneel on the ground, unable to move!

Xun Wujian's bones cracked from the pressure, and his facial features twisted in pain!

He quickly said, "How did I offend the Sect Master? Please tell me!"

Xiang Wentian asked coldly, "Did you drive Chu Xiaoyou out?"