After Li Qiye bestowed a good fortune on the old goat auctioneer, he led everyone to leave Dongtingfang.
The old goat auctioneer and the ancestors of Dongtingfang all bid farewell to Li Qiye and the others, and sent them to the door before they waved goodbye.
"We almost forgot to look for the bandits from the Yu family." After leaving Dongtingfang, Jian Taolang immediately remembered the business and said: "The bandits from the Yu family are outside the city. Let's go and clean them up. Do they dare to be arrogant."
"Clean up your head." Ming Zu glared at Jian Shop Lang and said, "We are taking the Dao Stone back, not to make trouble. You give me peace of mind."
Jian Huo Lang chuckled and said with a hehe: "Old ancestors, don't we just be courteous and then soldiers? We will first pay courtesy to this group of bandits. If they don't know what is good or bad, then we will tear down their lair and let them have nothing to do. Settle down."
At this moment, the words of the shopkeeper were very domineering, as if he was able to tear down the Yu family with his fingers and feet.
"Does it depend on you?" Ming Zu gave him angrily.
Jane shrunk his neck, gave a dry smile, his eyes rolled around, he hehe smiled and said: "Old ancestor, you are too high to raise me, the disciple's little tricks are unsightly, and it's not worth it. Mention. There are invincibles like the prince and the ancestors, and it's nothing more than a mere hand. You can tear them apart with just a few fingers. Look at this group of bandits dare not to be arrogant."
The boy Jane is a fake tiger, and while Li Qiye is still there, he speaks very arrogantly.
Li Qiye just smiled and didn't say anything, Ming Zu had no choice but to stare at Jian Shop Lang.
Shopkeeper Jane was quite gearing up at this time, leading Li Qiye and the others to the place where Yu's family was.
"What are you doing with us." On the way, the shopkeeper couldn't help but glance at the honest person who had been following them, and said: "We are going to do business."
The authentic man also glanced at him, and muttered: "I'm not following you, what do you care about so much."
Shopkeeper Jane was also not convinced, and stared and said: "What is not to follow me, where are we going, aren't you going where?"
"The road is up to the sky, do you care where I go?" The unconvinced man was not convinced, and turned back to Jane.
"Yo, yo, yo." The little boy who has always been unforgiving, said: "If you want to be a follower, just say it, and why do you say so hard? If you want to be a follower, then we too If I accept you, if you have to speak so hard, it will be boring."
"Don't put gold on your face, and the trail won't follow you." Even the authentic person is not angry.
The shopkeeper said leisurely: "However, we are the same sect. If you follow our son, isn't it the same as following me."
Speaking of this, Jianhuo Lang hooked his shoulders with the authentic man, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, hey, hey, old god stick, you follow our son, don't you just want to get a good luck, hey , If you get the benefits, is there my credit, shouldn’t I be given the slightest?"
An authentic person walks in a muffled voice, and doesn't talk to Jane Shopkeeper, while Jane Shopkeeper is smiling, and he doesn't know what bad ideas he is making.
Jane and the others went straight outside the city to find where the Yu family was, but they were stopped by someone before they could find where the Yu family was.
The group that stopped Li Qiye and the others was really an acquaintance. This was not someone else. It was the Shan Yao boy and his party who had been driven out of Dongting Fang, and at this time there was one more person beside Shan Yao boy.
At this moment, there was an old man standing next to Shan Yaozi. The old man was wearing a brocade suit with embroidered gilt edges. He looked very particular, and the brocade clothes were smooth and smooth, which gave people a sense of pampering.
Although this old man is not particularly burly in shape, his copper-colored skin is very textured, which makes people feel like he is made of brass, giving people a deterrent atmosphere, just like he When you stop there, you will be like a King Kong.
Even if this old man has a deterrent aura, his eyes are very quiet, and they are as clear as a pool of water.
"Stop for me." At this moment, the Good Medicine Boy could not help but let out a deep cry.
"Yo, yo, yo." Seeing that the good medicine boy was still arrogant, Jian Xiaolang also said mockingly: "This is not Master Good Medicine, what's wrong, after being driven out of Dongtingfang, I can stay in the Golden City with my face licking my face. Um, the true immortal religion is really admirable and admirable. It is not only unique, unparalleled in the world, but also unparalleled in the world, unparalleled in the world."
"You—" The Good Medicine Boy was suddenly flushed with anger by Jane Shopkeeper's words, and his whole body trembled with anger.
At the auction, he was robbed of the treasure by Li Qiye, which made him angry enough, and then he was forcibly invited out by Dongtingfang. He was so angry that he had long wanted to take Li Qiye and his party. People are broken into pieces.
"Boy, pay attention to your words, and be careful to pull out your tongue." The disciple of the True Immortal Cult who followed Jane's shopkeeper also couldn't help but screamed.
"I'm afraid, I'm so afraid." Jian Huo Lang patted his chest, looking terrified, but he didn't take it seriously.
"Ignorance junior, don't have the same knowledge as you." The Good Medicine Boy took a deep breath, and this time, he miraculously suppressed his anger.
The good medicine boy raised his head, looked at Li Qiye, clasped his fists, and said to Li Qiye: "The celestial grass in the hands of fellow Taoists is a treasure. We young emperor are very interested, and fellow Taoists come to us. How about teaching as a guest?"
The Good Medicine Boy was not a good person in the first place, but now he suddenly seems to be a different person. He, who is domineering and domineering, suddenly seems to have become a gentle, gentle and good person. Who would believe such a change.
Jian Huo Lang and the honest person couldn't help but glance at each other, knowing that Shan Yao Tong is not a good person.
However, it may be seen that the Good Medicine Boy wanted to get the Immortal Shaking Grass in Li Qiye's hands, or to be more precise, it was the young emperor True Immortal who wanted Li Qiye's Shaking Immortal Grass.
At the auction, the boy Shanyao missed his hand and was raced away by Li Qiye. Now it seems that the boy Shanyao or the true immortal young emperor behind him is still unwilling to give up, wanting to get the ice-shaking grass in Li Qiye's hands.
"Really?" Li Qiye couldn't help but smile.
The good medicine boy hurriedly said: "We young emperors are real dragons in the world, great sages, all talents and deeds are peerless, no need to say more. We young emperors love to have more love, and are willing to make friends with the world. He heard the name of Taoist friends. , Our young emperor is thirsty for talents and wants to invite fellow daoists to sit on our true celestial religion."
"I don't have a name." Li Qiye said lightly.
"Hey, it's too thirsty to talk about talents." Jane said with a smile: "Isn't it just because of the swaying grass in our son's hand. You don't need to say more about these nonsense. You might as well open it up." For a price, just buy it directly with our son, maybe our son is kind and willing to sell it to you."
The Good Medicine Boys and the others came to Li Qiye’s celestial celestial grass. They just said something polite. After all, they wanted to invite Li Qiye to the true immortal sect. Of course, they didn’t want to be said that they were. Forcing Li Qiye to trade, or tying Li Qiye back to the True Immortal Sect, that's why he said such a bunch of polite remarks.
Now being exposed by Jane's shopkeeper, the boy is a little embarrassed and his old face is flushed.
In the end, the Good Medicine Boy took a deep breath and said slowly: "The Taoist friend sets a price. As long as the price is suitable, we will definitely buy the Shaking Immortal Grass in the hands of the Taoist friend."
"Don't sell it." Li Qiye refused as soon as Shanyao Boy's words fell.
The Good Medicine Boy still did not give up, saying: "Tao friends should not rush to refuse, everything is negotiable. We young emperors are always willing to make friends with people from all over the world. Dao friends may be able to discuss lightly with us young emperors..."
"Not interested." Li Qiye said lightly: "Not everyone is qualified to make friends with me."
"You—" The Boy Shan Yao was vomiting blood with anger, and he couldn't say anything that was full of words.
"The tone is not small." Hearing Li Qiye's words like this, some strong monks passing by couldn't help but mutter.
A strong monk also felt outrageous and couldn’t help but said: “This is too arrogant, it is simply defiant. Who is the young emperor of the true immortal? Knowing how many people want to be with each other but don't want to, this kid dared to speak such rants."
"Have you heard that, not everyone can make friends with our son." Jian Xiaolang smiled, looking like a fox and a tiger.
Shan Yao Tong's face was very ugly, and he couldn't help but sink his old face, and said: "Friends of Taoism, walking around the world, one more enemy, it is better to have one more friend, especially a peerless and invincible friend..."
"Not interested." Li Qiye interrupted Shan Yaozi's words and said slowly: "Are you going by yourself, or I will throw you out."
Shan Yao Boy’s complexion was completely ugly. At this moment, he wanted to pretend, but he couldn’t pretend. He couldn’t help but coldly face, very ugly, and said coldly: "The surname is Li, don’t toast or not eat. Take fine wine, when the time comes, you want to be kind, then it won't be so easy."
"Look, the fox's tail is exposed, isn't it just a villain, pretending to be a good person." The authentic man said disdainfully, "Is this a disciple of the True Immortal Cult?"
"Hey, what a big tone, do you think you haven't eaten enough to slap you, let our ancestors slap you well." Jian Huo Lang also specially exposed people's scars, he said with a smile.