Chapter 83

As soon as the voice fell, she took off the round bamboo from her waist: "I want to see how you tied me up and whipped me."

"You back away! Today, I will personally teach this little monk who doesn't know the heights of the sky!" After he finished speaking, he attacked with his hands as claws. It's just to deal with a little monk, and he can't use weapons.

On the other side, in the auction house, An Yi came in to report.

"Master, the people from the Chang family took people to the Zheng family and took the little monk away."

Mo Ye took a sip of his tea and said, "The head of the Chang family is only the pinnacle of spiritual masters, not the opponent of that kid." How could someone who can kill even a Jindan cultivator fall into the hands of a spiritual master? .

Hei Feng, who was on the side, was a little puzzled and asked, "Master, that little monk's strength is not as strong as a spiritual master! The Chang family's patriarch is the pinnacle of spiritual masters, how could he not be able to beat him?"

How big is the difference between the strength levels, they know very well that there are very few people who can leapfrog and fight against the strong.

Mo Ye played with the teacup in his hand and said slowly, "That's why this kid is very interesting and mysterious." Compared with the land of immortals, these places where they are located are just mortals in the eyes of immortals. Just a place.

Due to the lack of spiritual power and the lack of circulation of resources, many people only stop at the level of spiritual masters, but for a family, if there is a monk at the level of spiritual masters, this family can be regarded as a powerful family, but It can only be limited to this land of mortals. If you go to the land of immortals, let alone these families, even the royal family, cannot enter the eyes of a small family in the land of immortals.

It is precisely because of this that when Immortal Sect selects disciples every three years, the people here have such expectations.

Thinking of this, he stood up and said, "An Yi, wait outside Chang's house and invite him to the First Grade Building." After finishing his words, he walked out.

"Yes." An Yi responded, and followed him out of the auction house, leaving home as usual.

On the other side, in the hall of the Chang family, the master of the Chang family was half-kneeling on the ground with a pale face, one hand was still twitching, he stared at the little monk who was playing with the round bamboo in front of him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

If it was an ordinary monk, how could he have such a skill? Could it be that it came from the land of immortals?

"Didn't I say it? You can respect me as Master Tang." Tangning smiled and pinned Yuanzhu back to her waist, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, because you don't have to kill me, you will live. It's only been three days." After she finished speaking, she turned around with a chuckle and walked out.

None of the guards dared to stop him. A person who even beat their head down to the ground, they stopped him, isn't that courting death?

The Patriarch Chang stared darkly at the figure of the little monk leaving, and clenched his fists secretly.

He couldn't believe it, he couldn't kill a little monk!

After leaving the Chang residence, Tangning glanced back at the layer of black air shrouded in the Chang residence, smiled, and said, "It's your own fault, you can't live!"

"Master Tang."

An Yi came out of the dark and called out.

Seeing An Yi, Tangning was stunned, "Why are you?" A flash of light flashed in her mind, and she asked, "The auction house is owned by your master?"

"Master is waiting for Master Tang in the first-grade building, please." An Yi turned slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

"Tsk tsk, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't calculate my own destiny, I really want to calculate it. What kind of bad relationship do I have with your master, how can I meet you anywhere?"