Chapter 137 Worship the Mountain

Naturally, you don't have to be polite to call out. It's okay to call out directly, but you can't call this invitation, otherwise it will seem too rude to be Yi Qianxiang. Although these posters may not have any good intentions, even some people have called to the door a few days ago, and Yi Qianxiang also wants to welcome these people first.

Around the living room, Yi Qianxiang set up ten chairs for the ten leaders of worshipping the mountain. As for the others, the hall is still not small, just standing behind his own family. Yi Qianxiang himself placed three chairs on the front side. Naturally, Yi Qianxiang sat in the middle, with Elder Zhixian and Feng Qingyu sitting on both sides. The four disciples stood behind Yi Qianxiang, and as for the three generations of disciples, they all temporarily played the role of chores.

After everyone sat down, Yi Qianxiang said, "It's my honor to come to worship the mountain."

Some of them replied, "You're welcome. We all have nothing to do in the Three Treasures Hall. We don't say anything in front of people. We just want to learn something about the situation in the 100,000 mountains that day from the head of Yi."

Since others confessed, Yi Qianxiang did not talk nonsense: "That day, in the 100,000 mountains, except for a few eye-catching thieves, Yi didn't kill one more person. Didn't you get a reply from the door?"

After listening to Yi Qianxiang's words, the people present looked grumpy. One of them had a bad temper and patted the table and said, "I didn't kill one more person. Do you want to die to see the lively people? The disciples of all factions have no life. How can Master Yi kill one more person?

Yi Qianxiang was slightly shocked when he heard the words and turned his head to look at Feng Qingyu. After he only regarded himself as a coma, Feng Qingyu opened the killing ring and slaughtered all the disciples of all factions. Feng Qingyu looked at Yi Qianxiang looking at him and naturally knew what it meant. He shook his head with a wry smile. Yi Qianxiang thought that Feng Qingyu was not an impulsive person. Moreover, he was still a disciple of Maoshan at that time. It was impossible to make enemies for Maoshan for no reason.

Since it was not under Feng Qingyu's hand, Yi Qianxiang said, "Since you said that the disciple has no life, where did this news come from?"

The man said, "You thought you were doing it seamlessly, but you didn't expect that a disciple under my door did not die immediately. When I arrived, I dug it out of the dead and used my last breath to say that you are easy to slaughter them."

Yi Qianxiang said, "Is that what he said?"

The man said, "We have also checked that the disciples present either died of sword wounds or thunder. Do you still want to argue?"

Yi Qianxiang said, "Then Yi can't explain it clearly?"

Another person said, "Mr. Yi, many disciples have died in each of my sect. Mr. Yi should always have an esmon."

Yi Qianxiang also answered that a third generation of disciples ran in and said something in Yi Qianxiang's ear. Yi Qianxiang's face changed slightly and he said, "Sit down for a moment. Yi is going to meet someone." Then he turned to Feng Qingyu and said, "Brother, come with me."

Feng Qingyu said, "Okay." The two left the living room. The visitors in the living room smiled. It seemed that this person was not small. Yi Qianxiang did not dare to welcome him alone. He had to take Feng Qingyu to rest assured. They are not afraid of troublemakers, but afraid that troublemakers are not powerful enough.

Yi Qianxiang and Feng Qingyu have been welcoming people outside the villa before they met. The man was dressed in white, with long hair, long hair fluttering, white clothes fluttering, with a long bow of one height behind him, followed by a majestic white tiger, not Ning Changfeng or which one?

Yi Qianxiang and Feng Qingyu greeted and said, "Third brother, why are you here? When you get to the second brother's Zhuangzi, what kind of announcement do you have to wait for? Just come in by yourself.

Ning Changfeng said, "I was wrong. I will definitely go in by myself next time. I heard that the second brother Zhuangzi came with some unwelcome guests, so I came here to have a look.

Yi Qianxiang said, "It's okay. The second brother can solve it by himself."

Ning Changfeng said, "How can I avoid it when things happen because of me?" Besides, the eldest brother is here to help with the second brother. How can I be free?"

Feng Qingyu said, "Okay, let's go in and meet them together now."

Yi Qianxiang knew that Ning Changfeng's appearance would only make a big deal, but how could he cool Ning Changfeng's fist? So the three returned to the living room side by side.

When everyone in the living room saw that Yi Qianxiang brought back Ning Changfeng, they were shocked and angry. What they were shocked was that the original people did not trouble Yi Qianxiang, but helped Yi Qianxiang. The anger was that Yi Qianxiang had put so many people in the living room to welcome such a small person, which was really outrageous.

Duan Lingde saw that Ning Changfeng was coming, quickly wink at his disciples and put an extra chair on the front. After the guest seated again, Ning Changfeng, who had always been not good at talking, took the lead in saying, "Are you all here for things in 100,000 mountains?"

The most tempered one is now talking with his nose: "Nonsense."

Ning Changfeng said, "In the 100,000 mountains, the boy was tricked by monsters and almost died. At this time, he met many righteous heroes, that is, their disciples. They not only did not help the boy, but also plotted the boy's baby. The boy had to kill a few people by mistake, but they were unwilling to The heart has been forcing the boy to the weak river. If the eldest brother and the second brother hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid the boy would have sunk in weak water now. Therefore, according to the boy's meaning, they deserve no matter whether they live or die. Everyone's blame is too unreasonable.

The grumpy one said angrily, "What you said is light. It's not your doorman. Naturally, you don't feel sorry."

Ning Changfeng is unwilling to show weakness: "Why, if you want to kill others, don't you have the consciousness of being killed?"

The grumpy one said, "You also killed a lot. Do you have the consciousness of being killed?"

Ning Changfeng said, "It's up to you? Do you also deserve it?"

The angry beard raised: "Wow, rampant little two, how dare you underestimate someone? Come on, let someone teach you how to write dead words?"

Ning Changfeng stood up and was about to fight, but Yi Qianxiang said in a gloomy tone, "Slow, brother, don't you really pay attention to my infinite swordsmanship and my marquis?" Yi Qianxiang didn't mean anything else, just to remind them that this is his territory.

Another person said: "Don't be angry with Master Yi. This matter starts from the slaughter and must end with the slaughter. In this case, why don't we make a constitution, gamble and end this matter?

Yi Qianxiang's most fearful thing is gambling and said, "Okay, what do you think is a gambling method?"

The man said, "This matter requires us to communicate with each other. Tomorrow, at the foot of the mountain, shall we compete?"

Yi Qianxiang said, "Very good, see you off."

On the second day, Yi Qianxiang and eight people arrived at the foot of the mountain, and the other party had already set up a position waiting for them. Yi Qianxiang came forward and said, "Have you discussed it?"

The representative they elected came forward and said, "Yi Zhangmen, we have discussed it last night. The highest cultivation here is just immortals. Yi Zhangmen and Qingyu Taoist priest are both immortals, so don't go to the stage?"

Yi Qianxiang said, "Are you going to challenge my third brother?"

Ning Changfeng said, "Do you think I will be afraid?"

The representative continued: "No, no, no, we don't mean to take advantage of it. Ning Changfeng is known as a divine arrow. He can challenge any of us, including our immortals, as well as the disciples who are not even scattered.

Yi Qianxiang said, "Then what?"

The representative said, "We will also send people to challenge the head of Yi. Of course, the people sent by our family will never be higher than real people, how about it?"

Yi Qianxiang said, "Very good, what else?"

The representative said, "In addition to fighting, we take out a magic weapon as a lottery head in every game. Is it okay for people who fight regardless of life and death?"

Yi Qianxiang said, "Except for me and my eldest brother, Master Zhixian is my guest, and it is inconvenient to fight. We can only accompany you for five games. What happened here, the two sides are no longer entangled?"

The representative said, "That's exactly what I mean."

After all, this matter is about Ning Changfeng himself. Yi Qianxiang turned his head and looked at Ning Changfeng. Ning Changfeng snorted coldly, "A group of Xiaoxiao, I Ning Changfeng, am not afraid."

Yi Qianxiang said, "In that case, please come first."

At this time, a scattered disciple came out and said, "I'll challenge Ning Changfeng."

Ning Changfeng couldn't help but be stunned. Not to mention this little scattered person, even those immortals of the other party may not be able to escape under his divine arrow. Do they really think that they are a real person easy to bully?

The representative said, "In this game, we bet on a spiritual sword." After saying that, the representative took out a long sword with a gorgeous shape. Although he didn't know what sword soul was sealed in it, the material was really ordinary, and the sword spirit was not very good.

When the representative took out this sword, Yi Qianxiang knew that the other party was not ready to win this game, so he said, "It's boring. Is this method of horse racing also against me? I think you have miscalculated. My disciples are all better than you. In this game, I bet on this Montle Mountain.

After listening to Yi Qianxiang's words yesterday, he couldn't help but say sarcastically: "Bet on Mount Mengle? Why don't you bet on your own head?

Yi Qianxiang said, "If you are interested, we can gamble privately. If your words can represent them, it's okay for us to fight a war, and who can take whose head, then it depends on our own ability.

The representative quickly said, "He is him. He can't represent us. Master Yi, can we start?"

Ning Changfeng said, "Anytime."

The representative shouted, "Start."

As soon as the representative's words fell, the scattered man shouted, "I admit..." Before the word "lose" was exported, the scattered person was nailed to death by Ning Changfeng on the spot.