I can't cultivate, but I was forced to rectify the realm of comprehension

"Can I do something else?"

As soon as Fan Ren's words came out, the meeting hall became quiet, and everyone had their own expressions.

Shen Zhang smiled, "Yes, you can make any kind of pill, as long as you can use the medicine stove you brought to make it."

"Okay, I'll go back as soon as I go, seniors wait a moment" At this point, Fan Ren still bowed his waist to salute, turned around and was about to leave the hall.

"Stop, where are you going?" The middle-aged man gave Fan Ren his pulse, and the middle-aged man stood up.

"Picking herbs at the door." Fan Ren didn't turn around, but looked sideways at the imposing middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man showed sarcasm, with a smile on his mouth, and muttered when he sat down

"Like a father, like a son, like his incompetent father, full of big talk."

Fan Ren heard the mumbling of the middle-aged man, and turned around slowly, "What did you just say, say it again!"

The middle-aged man was also surprised by Fan Ren's question, "Presumptuous, what is your status, dare to talk to me like that?"

Middle-aged people may feel that even Fan Xuefeng would bow his head and go around when he saw him. As that useless son, you are still a perfect body.

"Yu Zi talks about his father because he is rude. Children understand the truth. As an elder of Liurenmen, you don't understand? Are you worthy of the position of elder?"

Fan Ren was still neither humble nor overbearing at this time, and said righteously.

Talking about his father in front of him is a debt, what's wrong with being a mortal, I can't beat you, can't I be reasonable?

The last sentence, are you worthy, made many elders dumbfounded. What they said earlier was still reasonable, but the last sentence was obviously provocative.

Even the old man Qi no longer had the smile he had before, and his face was full of worry.

"What are you talking about, little bastard?" The middle-aged man stood up again, and his hair began to dance without wind.

Fan Ren didn't even look at him directly, and said lightly

"What's the matter, do you still want to do something? First you slandered my father in front of me, and now you're still spitting shit out of your mouth. Are you going to rely on your status as an elder to beat up a fellow heir? Or do you want to bully a mortal with your cultivation?"

Everyone praised him. Although he was a mortal, he was so fearless in the face of the aura of power and pressure. He was so quick and quick to point out the other party's four points of sin. It was very powerful.

A trace of blood flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he was so angry that he was short of breath. When he was about to speak again, Fan Ren snapped and said

"Stop talking, you are not qualified to talk to me"

"I killed you..."

The middle-aged man's clothes exploded continuously, his left foot stepped on the ground, his right foot straddled, his hands clenched and drooped, his eyes were slightly closed, and a majestic hostility blew out, blowing away several elders, and he quickly protected them with his hands. On the chest, even the suzerain Shen Zhang covered his face with his hands to block the aura of the middle-aged man.

At this moment, Fan Ren looked up and saw the suzerain Shen Zhang's face with an imperceptible smile.

Fan Ren immediately understood that it seemed that this was a trap. These people deliberately stimulated him, trying to find out if he was hiding something.

After understanding, Fan Ren also laughed in his heart. He said that about my father just now, he probably bullied my father a lot on weekdays, and today he is playing tricks on me again. Go to Nima, want to try me?Just try it.

Fan Ren was close to this middle-aged man, only a few steps away.

So, without making any preparatory actions, he just took a swipe step, and when he reached the middle-aged man, he raised his hand and slapped him.

The middle-aged man was still lucky, so he hadn't made any preparations, and he probably didn't expect that Fan Ren would strike first, beating him, an elder who thought he was an elder.

In the end, he was slapped by Fan Ren, and the speed was so fast that several elders couldn't understand what was going on.

Fan Ren was also shocked. He wanted to give him a big mouth before the other party killed or injured himself, so that he would not feel that he was at a loss.

result. . . . . .What the hell, why was he sent flying?is it possible?As an elder of a sect, his strength should not be underestimated. As a mortal, can he blow the opponent away?Nonsense.

Pretending, this rubbish is definitely pretending, he must want the elixir from yesterday, and now he is pretending to be dead.

Suzerain Shen Zhang's eyes widened, and he was extremely surprised. The person who was beaten into the air was the best among the elders. His cultivation had already stepped into the state of distraction. Even thousands of miles away, he could use his spiritual sense to take the enemy's head. How come Fan Xuefeng's mortal son beat him with a big mouth?
"Wai Cao, Wo Cao, you little trash, you engage in sneak attacks..."

The middle-aged man stood up and rushed towards Fan Ren while cursing. After walking a few steps, he fell down with bleeding from his seven orifices.

"Elder Zhou"

"Elder Zhou"

A few old men with white beards rushed over like dead fathers, feeling their pulse, pinching some of them, rubbing their chests, trying to rescue Elder Zhou who was shot flying.

"Fan Ren, you are so bold." The old man Qi patted the handle of the chair, jumped in front of Fan Ren, turned his back to the crowd, and suddenly grinned at Fan Ren, "It's not ugly, hehe." Pat him on the body and teach him a lesson.

"Okay, old man Qi, stop pretending and step aside."

With a contemptuous tone, Shen Zhang told old man Qi to get out of the way, he wanted to talk to Fan Ren.

Old man Qi could only return to his seat and sit down, regardless of the old men who were doing medical work over there.

"What did you do just now?" Shen Zhang asked, not threatening, not angry, and his tone was very calm.

"You didn't see it?" Fan Ren also asked Shen Zhang lightly, without any emotion.

"Answer my question well." There was a hint of an unknown smile on the corner of Shen Zhang's mouth.

"His mouth stinks, I gave him a big mouth." Fan Ren raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Zhang.

The question and answer ended here, Shen Zhang shut up, Fan Ren stood with his hands behind his back, his aura was stronger than that of Liuren Sect Patriarch Shen Zhang.

"Elder Qi, what do you think about what happened just now?"

Shen Zhang could only ask old man Qi at this time, also to ease the embarrassment, because the air suddenly became quiet.

"Me?" The old man Qi looked blank, "What can I think, isn't it just a big mouth, if you want me to say, it's really Elder Zhou who owes it."

"Elder Qi, what are you talking about?" An old man who used his own thigh to make a pillow for Elder Zhou stood up to reason when he heard this.

The old man stood up, and at the same time, Elder Zhou's head hit the ground on the back of his head. There was a "boom", the sound of his head hitting the ground, dull and distant, drifting into everyone's ears, hitting the fragile eardrums.

The few old men surrounding Elder Zhou who were doing rescue work were stunned when they heard the melodious "boom", they opened their mouths wide and looked up at the clamoring old man, and then at Elder Zhou who closed his eyes tightly.

I saw Elder Zhou, the seven orifices, whose blood flow had almost stopped before, were gushing out blood now.

"Why, did I say something wrong?" Old man Qi doesn't care who you are, if you offend him, he will dare to scold anyone.

"He just owes it, don't say I won't give you a chance, I'm going to talk about it today"

Old man Qi said without getting up, sat on the chair, turned sideways to Shen Zhang.

"Elder Zhou, as the elder of the Lingbao Hall, privately swallowed the Lingbao and exchanged it for yellow and white things on the black market, and then went to the casino to enjoy the momentary pleasure." Old man Qi continued without taking a breath
"The key is that he always loses every bet, and he came back to me, stealing and defrauding me of the elixir that I worked so hard to refine. Those are all elixir for the disciples of the sect to improve their realm."

Speaking of this, old man Qi patted the handle of the chair, stood up, faced Shen Zhang, pointed sideways at Elder Zhou who was lying in the arms of all the old men, "Do you think he owes smoking?"

"You spout blood"

Another old man stood up. He was helping Elder Zhou with cardiopulmonary resuscitation. As he stood up, Elder Zhou's puffing orifices finally stopped puffing.

"Okay, shut up all of you," Shen Zhang scolded, the old men all closed their mouths, but they still muttered in a low voice.

"Fan Ren, come here." Shen Zhang waved to Fan Ren.

"What does the suzerain want?" Fan Ren felt extremely displeased and contemptuous when he saw these bosses behaving like dogs biting dogs, so he didn't like to see the leading suzerain very much.

"Don't worry, I just want to see your body" Liurenmen's influence reaches thousands of miles around, he is the master of the sect, he doesn't bother to do anything to a mortal, and he is also the heir of his own sect.

As soon as Fan Ren heard that Shen Zhang wanted to see his body, he instinctively thought of the scene of undressing and circling, and he felt disgusted at the time: Damn it, playing hooligans in public, I don't play offensive and defensive methods.

"I'm sorry, my lord, the villain doesn't have the habit of Long Yang." Fan Ren clasped his fists and took two steps back.

"Uh..." Shen Zhang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled

"Blame me, I didn't make it clear, if you can slap a ecstasy cultivator away, it means that you are at least at the peak of ecstasy now, and you will be able to cross the catastrophe and go to the immortal immediately."

"I want to use my spiritual sense to see what's going on with your body!"

Shen Zhang looked at Fan Ren with a smile.

"Is ecstasy really bad?" Fan Ren muttered, walking towards Shen Zhang, he could have walked obediently, but he insisted on showing that he didn't care, so he muttered on purpose.

"Able to use consciousness to take the enemy's head from thousands of miles away, do you think it's a dick?"

Shen Zhang heard the soft murmur, looked at Fan Ren who walked up the steps, and replied lightly.

"I squat down, or you stand up." Standing in front of Shen Zhang, Fan Ren asked constructive questions to Shen Zhang who was sitting on the precious chair.

"Hehe" Shen Zhang stood up.He raised his right hand, pressed down on Fan Ren's head, and placed his thumb between Fan Ren's eyebrows.

Without breathing, Shen Zhang leaned back, stretched all over, and fell on the precious chair, his hands and feet twitched and foamed at the mouth.

Old man Qi was really dumbfounded this time, the suzerain is the Liuren sect, the strongest existence other than the old ancestor, with a mid-stage cultivation base in the ecstasy state.

Why did you just stand up, raise your hand, and then fell down?Still twitching and spitting white foam, what's the situation.

"I said big nephew, what have you done?"

Old man Qi was scared, and now he was really scared. In his impression, since Fan Ren came to the sect a few days ago, nothing normal happened.

He almost bounced himself to death if he didn't use his hands. He almost killed Mu Qingchun with a punch. He made a elixir and revived Mu Qingchun. It made him go epileptic.

The people in this room, among the thousands of miles around, which one is not walking sideways, what happened today. . . .Why
Is this the death of Liurenmen?Or is Liurenmen going to change from now on?Or is it that their cultivation powers are nothing but farts?
"metropolitan"

"Sovereign what's wrong with you?"

"The Sovereign Stands Up"

"Sovereign, I'm here"

"..."

The few old men who rescued Elder Zhou just now saw Shen Zhang's situation, and immediately rehearsed their performance when Elder Zhou fell to the ground just now, with passion.

Fan Ren stood in front of Shen Zhang, looking at the epileptic suzerain Shen Zhang, wondering what was wrong with the suzerain.

One didn't pay attention, and was squeezed down the steps by the fat buttocks of several old men.

"No, the suzerain is dangerous, the suzerain's spirit has seen through." Suddenly an old man shouted loudly.

"Come on, come on!" Tan Zizhen, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, also called out.
"Master" "Elder"

Several young men with long swords came in at the door.

"Hurry up, gather everyone in the law enforcement hall, call everyone in the sect, and surround the meeting hall"

Tan Zizhen began to give orders.

"You guys watch carefully, I'll ask the ancestor to leave the customs," Tan Zizhen spoke again.

Fan Ren stood below, looking at everything in front of him, feeling like watching a play.It feels like these old men are taking people out to fight in groups.

"Nephew, don't move here, don't pay attention to them, I'll come as soon as I go, you wait for me"

Old man Qi saw that something was wrong and ran out immediately.

Fan Ren nodded, but he still had a feeling in his heart that this uncle, old man Qi, was going to run away.