Fox Demon: Start with Tushan Fox Demon’s childhood sweetheart

"Even if he is rich, how can he possibly be able to compare..."

"Shh..."

Dongfang Huaizhu signaled his sister to calm down.

"But... I really think it's okay to kill him!"

Dongfang Huaizhu sighed, and said slowly:

"In the Yiqi Dao League, we, Dongfang and Wangquan, are the most respected."

"Now Daddy is always absent from meetings, and Senior Brother Jin disappeared for a while, and the burden naturally falls on our heads."

"Our two sisters are daughters, and their moral strength is not as advanced as that of men. Recently, there are some voices in the Daoist League, which seem to be quite critical of our Dongfang family."

"If troubles arise again at this time, they call white things black, but if they hear our words 'Oriental' and 'killing' together, how can it be done?"

"Not to mention the impact of our going to and from such a remote place, even if we only hear that we are buying medicine, some people will definitely suspect that Daddy's health is about to die."

Dongfang Qinlan muttered: "Nonsense... Daddy just caught the cold and is recovering!" He didn't say anything more.

After a while, Dongfang Huaizhu said again:

"Sure enough, that young master is a hermit... I have never heard of such a person in the Dao League, but he is much more powerful than some of the guys we know."

"Based on my Dongfang family's cultivation, I can barely see this young master's movement. I don't know when I can repay this kindness..."

"That brother is indeed very powerful..."

Dongfang Qinlan ate one of the candied haws in her hands, her cheeks were already bright red.

Chapter 11 venting anger

The candied haws that Dongfang Qinlan was holding was the one that Lin Yan threw to him in a hurry.

Although Dongfang Huaizhu had warned her before not to eat food from outsiders, but now that Dongfang Qinlan had candied haws in her mouth, Dongfang Huaizhu naturally acquiesced.

"This bamboo stick, I can break it with a light touch, and that brother can actually insert it into the crack in the wall!"

"Hmm. And his body skills are really fast. Our sisters' kung fu is not bad, but if we were about to be attacked by him just now, we would definitely not be able to avoid it."

Dongfang Huaizhu looked a little guilty.

"We were so wary of this young master before, but now it seems that he is really a chivalrous man who does not seek fame or reputation..."

"I don't know his name yet. If I meet him again in the future, I must thank him very much."

Dongfang Qinlan originally wanted to make fun of her sister, but for some reason, she lowered her head at this moment, and became obedient in a rare way.

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Three days have passed.

Near the southeast side at the foot of Tushan Mountain, Hunyuan Temple, the small warehouse next to the subjective.

A tall and burly man was carrying a basket of galvanized iron swords, and he was walking slowly, his movements were slower than that of a tortoise.

Their muscles were almost torn apart, and everyone gritted their teeth and pouted, their faces already covered with a layer of sweat.

This isn't some sort of performance—they're here to give away swords.

Two Taoist priests are guarding the gate of the Taoist temple here, looking at these boys who are giving swords, they just find it interesting.

A Taoist priest guarding the gate sneered: "Haha, this craftsman is not as good as our Taoists after all. Master's training is really effective."

"Look at these boys, their muscles are usually so big, I thought they were a little bit strong, but they don't have any sword skills. Today, it seems that they don't even have any strength! Haha..."

The guys in the blacksmith's shop heard the Taoist's words, although they felt a little angry in their hearts, they dared not speak out because the other party was a Taoist.

A few guys complained under their breath.

"This slope is really steep. With a trailer, it is estimated that all the goods will be overturned."

"Why don't you tie the trailer with an iron lock? Trouble is trouble, and it's better than carrying it?"

"Isn't it because the fourth brother insists on showing off his abilities, saying that Lin Yan can send us off? This grandson..."

"Lin Yan usually delivers the goods, and I don't know what's going on in the past few days. I'm really exhausted..."

"I don't know how Lin Yan usually carries such a big basket of iron swords? Our brothers are already tired like monkeys fighting half the basket. That kid is really good!"

Seeing these craftsmen panting with exhaustion, another Taoist felt that their muscles were useless, but felt a little abnormal.

"Junior Brother, you have only come to visit the door not long ago, so you probably don't know what happened before."

"The previous situation?"

"Before, the delivery of swords at the blacksmith shop was not in charge of this group of people, but by another young man. Every time he delivered the swords by himself, carrying one basket at a time. In this way, that boy is really strong. exaggerate."

"Send the sword alone? Hehe... I don't think it's a big deal."

The new Taoist priest was full of confidence, rolled up half of his Taoist robe to his elbows, walked a few steps and bent down, his hands were already on the two handles of the half-basket of iron swords.

"……rise!"

The Taoist looked disapproving, and tried to lift the basket with both arms, but felt that there seemed to be a strong man wrestling with him in the basket, and no matter how hard he tried, he would not move.

The muscles in his arms were stretched straight, and his front teeth wanted to bite his lips. Finally, the basket containing half a basket of iron swords was only a negligible distance away from the ground.

The men in the blacksmith shop couldn't help laughing secretly when they saw this scene.

"What are you laughing at? Do your job!"

The Taoist stood up angrily, clapped his hands, and said to his elder brother angrily:

"Heh! I don't believe that anyone can carry a basket by himself. If the boy you mentioned can carry it, the sword he gave must be made of moisture."

The guys in the blacksmith shop knew how hard they usually worked, and they just secretly laughed in their hearts when they heard the Taoist make excuses.

Just at this moment, Hunyuanguan's elder brother and Mr. Qian came slowly from the main entrance.

Seeing these two men approaching, the two Taoist priests looked very nervous and ran over quickly with a servile and obsequious character, kneeling down in front of Mr. Qian.

"Brother Qian! And Senior Brother, is he going out now?! Let's give it off..."

——"Enough is enough, your uncle and I are just angry..."

Mr. Qian's right hand was already wrapped in circles of gauze, and his face was full of gloom, as if he had a bad breath in his heart.

"Is everything done?"

"It's done! We've already inquired from various Taoist temples and martial arts halls..."

"What did they say?"

"Say... I've never heard of this person..."

"Snapped!"

Mr. Qian slapped the Taoist priest with his left hand, and cursed angrily, trembling all over his body:

"Idiot! I've never heard of this guy, and you told me it's done?"

As expected of a cultivator, Mr. Qian, his palm strength is extremely strong. The Taoist priest received a slap on the face, and his whole body was blown away by the force for several meters. Even his teeth were knocked out. He just knelt on the ground and apologized quickly.

"I clearly remembered that kid was holding a string of candied haws next to me, and I thought he was a poor passer-by. He must have hurt me..."

"I just don't know what this kid is from, and I don't remember his appearance. I will definitely remember him next time I see him..."

At this time, another gray-haired elderly man walked out of the Taoist temple.

All the Taoists, except Mr. Qian, bowed and greeted respectfully: "Hello, Daoist Xu!"

This elder is Daoist Xu in the Taoist temple.

Daoist Xu waved his hand to signal that there is no need to be too polite, and said slowly to Mr. Qian:

"Mr. Qian, I think there are many doubts about this matter. Please let the old man investigate for a while longer, and don't startle the snake."

"Doubtful fart! I just came to your ruined Taoist temple and fell into bad luck. Do you know that my parents have never beaten me since I was a child? I was hurt by you poor passers-by in the wilderness?"

Xu Daochang said earnestly: "Mr. Qian, you have practiced Taoism for a long time, let alone the area adjacent to Tushan Mountain, even if you go to the Southern Kingdom, the Beishan Mountain, or the Western Regions, it is certainly not a problem. The cultivation base is so deep that I can see it in my eyes. "

"But according to what you said, if someone really hurt you in a flash, but you don't know who it is, and you don't even know how to move it, then this person is at least a good player in the Yiqi Dao League. I'm afraid ..."

Hearing Daoist Xu's words, Mr. Qian was furious.

Chapter 12

"I've already told you, old man, that day I drank a little wine, and it's normal that I can't keep up with my reaction. Why don't you compete with me now? Let's see who can beat me?"

Daoist Xu hadn't responded yet, and Mr. Qian pointed to the elder brother of Hunyuan Temple and said:

"I don't bully the elderly, it's up to you! In front of everyone, come and have a real fight with me!"

The big brother made dishes in front of him, and wanted to persuade Mr. Qian to calm down, but his attitude seemed to be very firm.

Helpless, the elder brother could only walk in front of Mr. Qian and stand opposite him. The distance between them was about four or five feet, which was enough for two people to play a game.

"I said in advance that you'd better not let the water go in this competition with Lao Tzu."

Mr. Qian sneered and said:

"If you beat me, not only will I not get angry, but I will reward you with ten taels of gold. Do you understand?"

"...Okay, follow what Senior Brother Qian said."

Eldest Brother and Young Master Qian each took a newly delivered sword from the sword basket in the small storehouse.

'Zi Yin! With a sound, the sword slipped through the scabbard, shining golden light, and the blacksmith shop guys who were about to leave also stopped when they heard the sound, and watched the competition with the Taoist priests.

"Idlers, please go back quickly."

Daoist Xu had just finished speaking, and Mr. Qian immediately said, "Don't leave! You also have to take a good look at me, what is my level of non-drinking!"

After Mr. Qian finished speaking, he turned his head and said to the elder brother, "Let's start."

As soon as the words were finished, the elder brother took a stride and half covered his body, as if he was angry in his dantian, and there was a majestic aura in his body.

This is exactly the breath-regulating method that Daoist Xu taught him, the basic Taoist breathing method that is unchanging and adaptable to all changes. The elder brother has practiced hard for many years. If calculated according to Lin Yan's system, he now has the level of a first-level basic breathing method.

"Ha ha……"

Without further ado, Mr. Qian raised his sword and was about to fight over. His movements were weird and light, which made people feel that his limbs were extremely uncoordinated, as if he was not using any strength.