Qingzhou City, Dashun Temple

  At dusk, people come and go, and the street lights are shining brightly.

  Tian Ziwu stood at the entrance of the large wine building, smiling and welcoming the young masters of various sects: "Today, I'll keep you company, please come in, don't be polite."

  The young master of Tianhailou, the chief disciple of Baihetang, the young son of the Huang family...

  Although they are all young generations, in Qingzhou, they can't talk about what discourse power is, but they are also people with heads and faces.

  Now gathered together, apart from giving face to Tian Ziweng, it also slightly reveals the thoughts of these sect families.

  Even if General Chen's move was already sufficient to converge, the collapse of the trees and the scattering of the monkeys at Qingfeng Gate still made them feel somewhat uneasy in their hearts, subconsciously wanting to be closer together.

  "Wow!"

  Tian Ziwu suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure, and hastily squeezed through the crowd to greet him, smiling obsequiously: "Young Master Zhao has arrived."

  Between words, he secretly wiped away his sweat.

  Today I'm hosting a banquet for Li Da Ge, according to his wishes, the invitations were sent out in limited numbers, mostly to some second and third-rate powers, how did this gentleman get invited.

  Feeling depressed, just take a walk.

  Zhao Kangyun fanned himself and walked slowly into Dashun Tang.

  Seeing his slightly sarcastic expression, others showed respect, but couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts.

  I heard that one of the young masters of the Zhao family fell down at Qingfeng Mountain this time.

  As one of the four surnames and five factions, the other party can only take a walk to relieve boredom. This Town Demon Department relies on the imperial court and the general's support, and it is even more unscrupulous in doing things.

  If we don't join hands now, I'm afraid we'll be eaten up until nothing is left but bones.

  Fortunately, the general is not in Qingzhou City now, and there is no Demon-Suppressing General. The remaining generals and officers can't stir up any waves for a while, and they won't end up like Qingfeng Mountain for the time being.

  "How did he come?"

  In the second-floor loft, Li Xinhans changed into a green shirt to cover up his injuries, but unfortunately, he was not feeling well and could only lean against the back of a red wooden chair.

  "Don't mind him."

  Li Muyin wore a long dress and stood quietly on one side.

  As siblings, treating guests to a meal is simply eating and drinking, and also inviting the people from Jingang Gate, so as not to let the other party have any misgivings beforehand.

  As for other things, whether standing on the side of the aristocratic family or the side of the Demon-Slaying Department, it's not something that two juniors like them should be concerned about.

  "You use it first, I'll go tell the chef to change to a lighter dish."

  Tian Zhiwen greeted Zhao Kangyun warmly and found an excuse to slip away, quietly going up to the second floor.

  As he entered the room, he glanced at Li's siblings and then shifted his gaze to the young man in a black Confucian robe sitting in the main seat. The other person's expression was unreadable, lightly scraping the tea foam with the cup cover, not bringing it to his mouth for half a day.

  Is this because you dislike the poor quality of the tea leaves?

  Tian Zhiwen's heart suddenly had a bottom line, and the primary and secondary were clear at a glance.

  Just looking unfamiliar, don't know which force it comes from.

  Today's banquet for the four parties is again for what reason? Is it that they are dissatisfied with the rough methods of the Demon-Suppressing Department and want to stand out as a leader?

  "Brother Li, is dinner ready?"

  "Wait again."

  Li Xinghan looked down and left, a moment later, he turned his head to the side: "He's here, should we call him up directly for questioning?"

  When he heard this, Tian Zhiwen was slightly stunned and also looked down.

  What a big shot is this that the young man in ink shirt would come all the way to wait, both Li and Zhao families are here, could it be the remaining Sun or Qian? And didn't even inform me to send an invitation.

  After seeing the figure clearly at the entrance of Dashun Temple, he couldn't help but feel puzzled in his eyes.

  Only saw the bustling great hall inside.

  A slender young man with a hint of a smile walked in, his head topped with a thin layer of hair, wearing a large white cloth that revealed half of his robust physique, which seemed to be oiled. He had one hand holding a shiny iron rod and the other hand grasping a thick iron chain.

  "Everyone is here, Master Zhao is also present, it's just that I, a humble monk, arrived late. Forgive me, forgive me."

  "A martial artist, dressed like a monk."

  Zhao Kangyun sneered and put away his fan: "Your Golden Gate's Buddha statue is only a few decades old. Coincidentally, it was three months before our Prefect, who loves to chant scriptures, took office in this place. Before that, I'm afraid even the Buddhist beads were not properly arranged."

  "Mr. Zhao is being lectured."

  Yuán Gāng didn't get angry, but just smiled and said: "Diligence can make up for clumsiness. These things like classics and Buddhist beads, the more you recite them, the more you turn them, slowly you will master them."

  At these words, the rest of the people burst out laughing suddenly.

  As Yuan Gang's gaze swept past, they quickly fell silent for half a moment.

  Jin Gang Men now has a subtle sign of rising, relying on the Half-Volume Condensing Dan Quenching Body Method, presiding over several decades of time, greatly increasing its realm boundary. It is said that it already has the capital to exchange moves with the Condensed Dan Realm.

  After the withering of the Bodhi precious tree, this sect unknowingly had a dog day again, and there was once again that kind of rapid quenching body sign, even more frightening than before.

  A group of Quanzhen warriors comparable to Yu Ye's perfection, and a group of Quanzhen warriors who barely reached the Condensed Elixir realm, are two different concepts. If it's true as people speculate, hundreds of years later, the Golden Gate Sect might have to help Qingfeng Mountain fill in the gaps of the four surnames and six sects, and rise to a first-rate power.

  "Hmm."

  It seems that he thought of this point, Zhao Kangyun coldly smiled and didn't continue to mock him anymore.

  "The young monk didn't intentionally come late, but recently he has been going around to spread Buddhist scriptures and teachings, making connections with kind people. In the past few days, he rushed through seven or eight counties, and it was only with great difficulty that he managed to hurry back to Qingzhou."

  Yuán gāng looked around carefully, as if searching for something.

  He didn't see the figure he had imagined, so he forced a smile and tugged at the iron chain in his hand: "After you've eaten your fill, I'll put on a show for you all - the Buddha's monkey subduing the demon. It'll add to the excitement."

  With the clanging of iron chains.

  A tall and stout figure was dragged into Dashun Building.

  Only saw its robustness like a small mountain, wearing a blue short jacket, with a huge belly that was quite eye-catching.

  Of course, apart from the belly skin, the man's face covered with a big beard was painted like a demon with ink, and there were pig ears with hair on both sides of his head, and a live pig mouth hung between his nose and mouth.

  It looks quite ridiculous.

  His eyes were dull and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul, without a hint of vitality.

  Even as another wave of laughter erupted beside him, the big man simply stared blankly at his feet.

  This time even Zhao Kangyun was amused: "Where did you find such good material, dressing up as a pig demon is really lifelike."

  "This is an old friend of mine, he loves to pretend to be a pig."

  Yuanyang smiled and said, "Right?"

  The big man seemed to have not heard, until the young man with a buzz cut gave the chain a fierce tug. He then nodded dully, his voice hoarse and dry: "Yes..."

  "This idiot."

  Tian Ziwu furrowed his brow.

  They are old acquaintances, with great enmity, if not settled by fighting and killing, heads will fall to the ground, and all grudges will be eliminated, but they insist on bringing out such insults.

  The words had barely fallen when he felt a chill behind him, and the atmosphere in the house also became increasingly eerie.

  Li Xinhans body stiffened, Li Muzhen bit her lip hard.

  Only the young man in a black shirt gently put down his teacup, his expression becoming increasingly calm, stepped out of the partition and walked downstairs.

  A figure that was out of place quickly attracted a lot of attention amidst the laughter and chatter.

  Zhao Kangyun looked up and his face quickly turned cold, even he himself was having fun with the people, humbly sitting downstairs, but there were still people upstairs, what did Tian Zhiwen mean by this?

  Soon, the face of a young man in a dark blue robe was etched in his mind.

  His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and a hint of familiarity...

  Shen Yi stood before the young man who called himself Xiao Shang.

  He gazed quietly at the big man behind his opponent, yet seemed to be questioning everyone in the courtroom.

  "Is it funny?"

  Hearing a familiar voice, the big man subconsciously raised his head. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his whole body trembled and he subconsciously took two steps back, stretching out his thick arm to cover his face.

  He had boasted to the other side about Qingzhou and his own exploits.

  A lifetime of no achievements, only a few instances of chivalrous conduct are worth mentioning.

  He is a butcher who dares to offend anyone, and should not be a pig demon chained with iron chains.

  Shen Yi had just arrived in Qingzhou and shouldn't have offended others for the sake of a fool who was pretending to be a pig.

  “……”

  Yuán Gāng was slightly stunned, the other person although unfamiliar, but came down from the second floor, Tián Zhìwén wasn't a fool, so... the other party was at least on the same level as Zhao Kāngyún, or even higher.

  He smiled indifferently at this point: "If you don't like it, then don't perform it. It's just a pity for everyone's interest."

  As soon as this was said, the others' eyes showed a strange expression. Zhao Kangyun reopened his fan and he could see that Yuan Gang was choking with anger in the middle.

  But the problem is, he also smiled just now, and probably guessed this person's identity.

  Zhao Kangyun slowly got up, just about to speak, when a faint voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.

  "Did I ask you this?"

  Along with her voice, Shen Yi's palm rose casually.

  Almost instantly, Yuan Gang had thrown away the chain and picked up the silver rod with both hands. A glow emanated from his skin as he used all his strength to block the attack with a horizontal swing of the rod!

  Under his youthful appearance, he was actually older than anyone in the building, almost a generation older, and even older than Zhang Butcher.

  Jade Liquid's initial cultivation had a physical body comparable to Jade Liquid's later period.

  "You brought this on yourself, Master! I'm afraid I've offended you!"

  He gritted his teeth, looking ferocious, but the next moment, a bony hand landed on the club he was gripping.

  The terrifying force easily broke the hundred-refined long stick, and then imprinted on Yuan Gang's chest. For many years, his body had been tempered to be indestructible, but at this moment, it collapsed in an instant!

  Boom!