Chapter 370 Putting on Airs

"roll!"

Just a single word came out from the silent small courtyard, but it was like a thunder in everyone's ears. Even the magic power in the whole body seemed to be malfunctioning at this moment, and the heart seemed to be pinched severely by someone.

At the entrance of the small courtyard, which was originally noisy, there was a moment of silence.

Everyone's expression changed, and they looked into the depths of the small courtyard with some horror.

It seems that they didn't realize until now that there is a Golden Core cultivator in this small courtyard...

Even miscellaneous pills are also golden pills, golden pills that are a whole level higher than them!

During this period of time, this Jindan was very talkative, but whenever there was a sign they handed over, this Jindan took it unceremoniously, and devoted himself to doing things, never caring about their usual private pointers, which made them gradually forget the identity of this Jindan.

Moreover, that shout was too powerful, which actually made them unstable.

In an instant, it was as if he saw a man-eating beast appearing in front of him, and subconsciously, he felt a little flinching.

"Does even the Zadan cultivator have such power?"

They couldn't help feeling tense in their hearts, secretly thinking about this question.

But after all, they are not Golden Core monks, so they are not sure about the strength of the Golden Core realm, and they just tremble in their hearts, and then slowly recover. If there are Golden Core monks here, I am afraid that it is not just a little surprised...

"If you don't do it, don't do it, what kind of prestige is there..."

"That's right, it seems that without you, Chishui Danxi Lower Court, it wouldn't be possible..."

A little bold, couldn't help muttering a few words in a low voice, but didn't dare to say anything to make Fang Yuan do those things.

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering whether to leave or stay.

It would be too embarrassing to leave, to be drunk away by a cultivator of miscellaneous alchemy...

But if he stays and continues to make trouble, he is a golden core after all, and if he really fights, he will be no match for him...

"Didn't you hear Brother Fang?"

In the small courtyard, Guan Ao also looked at these people rather displeasedly, stood up coldly, took two steps forward, like a mountain moved forward, covering everyone in an unattainable shadow, then clenched his fists, and shouted in a low voice: "He told you to get out, then you should get out, or if you really annoy him, I'm going to hit someone..."

Wow...

After hearing Guan Ao's words, everyone immediately took a few steps back.

This big man is really scary, just because of his burly figure, people can't arouse the interest in fighting against him. In the lower courtyard of Chishui Danxi for more than a month, to be honest, there are more people who are afraid of Guan Ao than Fang Yuan...

"Then let's go..."

Someone said helplessly, and looked at the people around him with some hesitation.

They came over angrily, and there were so many people, but they were frightened away by a single sentence from a miscellaneous alchemy monk.

Do you still have to sue him?

"Hmph, Chishui Danxi Lower Court is getting more and more out of order, do you all gather here to watch a big show?"

Just when the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing and most people were thinking of retreating, suddenly there was a cold shout from mid-air, everyone looked up, and saw in the mid-air, an old man wearing a purple robe, full of gray and white hair, with a slightly fat body and a somewhat dignified expression, straddling a colorful tiger, flying towards the air from a distance, his face swept around with displeasure.

"Ah...meet the layman Bai Shanjun..."

The cultivators outside the small courtyard were shocked when they saw this old man, they turned around respectfully and bowed down, in the darkness of the crowd, there was only Guan Ao who was standing there standing there, very conspicuous.

This old man is an old alchemist in the upper courtyard, with high morals and extraordinary cultivation, everyone except Guan Ao is in awe.

"Hmph, child who doesn't know etiquette!"

The old alchemist glanced at Guan Ao, snorted coldly, his face was a little displeased, but he didn't say anything, he just looked coldly at the group of kneeling monks below, and said in a deep voice: "I asked you to prepare a batch of medicinal materials for refining Qing Chi Dan three days ago, why haven't they disappeared yet today? Is this the way the lower courtyard of Chishui Danxi did it?"

"The batch of medicinal materials..."

When the monks below saw that the layman Bai Shanjun was angry, they immediately trembled and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Someone shouted anxiously in a low voice: "Who took the token from Senior Bai Shanjun?"

Among the crowd, a monk wearing a brown robe immediately turned pale and looked a little terrified. Seeing many eyes looking at him, he hurriedly pointed to the small courtyard and shouted loudly: "Senior Bai Shanjun ordered, how dare this junior not do his best. Once he received the token three days ago, he immediately gave it to the people in this courtyard. Unexpectedly, he has not sent it..."

"Forehead……"

Everyone around was taken aback, and all turned their heads to look into the small courtyard.

"So bold!"

Hearing the words, the layman Bai Shanjun also had a furious expression on his face. He looked into the small courtyard and shouted: "This batch of green chi pills, old man, is used to summon the elders from all parties present. It has delayed the success of the pills. My son, can you take this responsibility?"

"Huh?"

Some of the monks kneeling in front of the small courtyard showed gloating expressions on their faces.

I thought to myself that this cultivator of miscellaneous alchemy is playing prestige in front of us, but he will be unlucky if he meets the old Bai Shanjun?

There were also people who looked at the brown-clothed monk with some displeasure, thinking that Senior Bai Shanjun was in such a hurry for the medicinal materials, and you didn't clean it up yourself, but let this good old man do it for you. Now that there is trouble, how can you push it on him?

Hearing the yell of the layman Baishanjun, the small courtyard was silent for a while, and suddenly a spiritual light flew out. The brown-clothed monk was looking at the small courtyard with lingering fear, thankful that he had caused trouble, but was hit by the spiritual light directly in the face.

And the aura that hit his face rolled down to the ground, but it was a cyan token with inner spiritual thoughts, and the seal had not been released yet.

"A boy delivered this token to my door at noon yesterday, without saying a word. How could I know what it was for, so I ignored it. Now that the Lord is here, you should go and get ready. Don't bother me!"

In the small courtyard, the monk Zadan said: "Besides, you need to be careful when you speak, and don't dare to talk nonsense..." There seemed to be a cold look on the face of the monk in brown: "Next time it will not just be as simple as losing a few teeth!"

The brown-clothed monk was seriously injured, his face was in severe pain, and he was originally ashamed and annoyed, but when he heard this sentence suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart, as if he had been looked at by some kind of icy eyes, all the hatred in his heart disappeared immediately, and even his cry immediately fell silent. He just held the sign in his hand, looked left and right, with a mournful face, but didn't know how to deal with it.

When the other monks saw this scene, they also shrank in their hearts, feeling secretly afraid.

"Um?"

But at this moment, the white tiger in mid-air gave a cold shout, looked into the small courtyard with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It's so courageous to hurt people casually, Wu, junior, do you know how important this batch of pills is, I don't care what these idiots in your lower courtyard are doing. Since the token is in your hands, why don't you send the medicinal materials?"

"Um?"

When the monks outside the courtyard heard this, they were both surprised and happy.

After hearing what the monk Zadan said, everyone guessed the truth of the matter, but they didn't expect that the White Tiger still questioned him.

"Senior Bai Shanjun can't understand him anymore..."

"That's right, how dare you continue to be rampant in front of senior Bai Shanju by taking advantage of your Golden Core cultivation and casually injuring others?"

In the midst of whispering, everyone stretched their heads to watch the excitement.

After hearing what the old alchemist said, Guan Ao couldn't help frowning, and said: "You old man is so unreasonable, didn't you hear that Brother Fang said that he is not responsible for this matter, whoever delayed your affairs, who to turn to, why are you chattering with us here?"

"shut up!"

After hearing this, the layman Bai Shanjun let out a cold cry, and glanced coldly at Guan Ao and the door in the small courtyard.

In fact, he was already very displeased. Now that he is a majestic alchemist in the upper courtyard, now he came to the lower courtyard in person. If anyone sees him, don't hurry up and pay respects, but this stupid big man didn't even kneel down, he didn't even bow with his fists folded. What's more, the one in the small courtyard didn't even show his face, and hurt others in front of him. How could he bear him with such a big air?

He reprimanded Guan Ao in a cold voice, put his hands on his back, and said arrogantly: "I have a lot of things to deal with, how can I have the energy to care about the intrigues of you idiots, whoever has the token, just use whoever has the token, just blame him, what's the excuse?"

That's all, his eyes turned cold, he looked towards the direction of the small courtyard, and shouted: "Son, come out and talk to me!"

Inside the courtyard, there was another silence.

The Baishanju waited for a while, then anger flashed across his face, he sneered, took a step forward, and said proudly: "It's not that the old man has never heard of you, but you are just a cultivator of miscellaneous alchemy, what kind of airs are you putting on in front of the old man, come out!"

Inside the small courtyard, there was still silence, only Guan Ao looked at Bai Shanju with unkind eyes.

All the monks around looked at Baishanju, and then at the small courtyard. The atmosphere suddenly seemed a little awkward...

Bai Shanjun couldn't help but take a deep breath, and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from the small courtyard.

The voice seemed a little impatient: "You too!"