I have the strongest merit system

Master Jiang came back to his senses at this time and looked at Wei Yang with a look of amazement.

"Mr. Cowhide."

"Where is the cowhide? I'm just good at reasoning, and I'm doing business seriously. It's because he can't afford it. It's my fault." Wei Yang looked innocent.

Master Jiang said: "This Wang family is not easy to mess with. It is said that they have friendship with many Qimen monks. The Taoist priest who followed him earlier was one of them. He didn't do anything, but it doesn't mean he will swallow his anger."

Wei Yangdao: "For me, it's all rubbish, don't worry about it, but Master Jiang, this tea frying skill is extraordinary, the best spiritual tea is fried so well, it seems that the Jiang family fried tea for the immortals in the legend, It doesn’t have to be groundless either.”

Master Jiang said modestly: "Mr. is over-reputed. My Jiang family is just a bit of inheritance."

"Then do you want to think about mixing with me? I currently have three spiritual tea plants in my hand, and I exclusively occupy a blessed land in Lingshan. Even ordinary tea can cultivate the best in the world. Even in the future, it may not be possible for your Jiang family to reproduce immortal tea. "Wei Yang said meaningfully.

Master Jiang's eyes widened, his tone trembling: "Sir, this is not a lie."

Wei Yang smiled calmly: "I don't need to lie to you, it depends on what you want, and I don't force it, you can think about it more, if you think about it, you can come to Lianhua Mountain to find me."

Master Jiang's complexion changed, and he finally nodded and said: "Okay, I agree to the invitation of the sir, but the Jiang family is not a small family of three or two now, there are many people in the clan, I need to make some arrangements."

Wei Yang said: "It doesn't matter, frying tea is not something that happens overnight, I will build a tea garden in the future, and I can hand it over to you when the time comes."

Master Jiang suddenly became short of breath again.

For a person like him, he no longer cares about money and beauty.

But being able to cultivate spiritual tea and stir-fry celestial tea is definitely the greatest pursuit in life.

"Okay, I will definitely make arrangements and go to Lianhua Mountain this morning."

"Then it's settled."

After exchanging phone numbers and WeChat, Wei Yang left Jiang's yard and planned to go home.

But when he was about to fly with Yujian, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

After a moment of silence, Wei Yang did not fly, but walked out of the village and towards the forest.

It took about seven or eight minutes to walk.

Wei Yang stopped, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Come out, don't you feel disgusted by so many people following a man?"

"Fellow Daoist Spiritual Sensation!"

A voice sounded.

A group of people rushed out from three sides and surrounded Wei Yang.

The leader was the Taoist priest who followed the half-hundred old man and kept silent.

This Taoist is not bad, he looks about forty years old, and has more than 20 years of Taoism.

The other is the elder brother of the person whose younger brother was slapped to death by Wei Yang. He looked at Wei Yang with resentment in his eyes, obviously with an attitude of not wanting to die.

In addition, there are a few people with guns.

Wei Yang looked around and looked at the Taoist priest: "Is this robbery, or is it killing people to silence them?"

The Taoist smiled: "Fellow Taoist, to be honest, even a practitioner is a body of flesh and blood. No matter how high your cultivation is, how can you surpass bullets and guns? You are very powerful, and the Wang family is willing to make friends, so why should you refuse?" Thousands of miles away?"

Wei Yang smiled: "You want to grab it even if you can't afford it, and you even put gold on your face. With such a poor family, you still work for him? It seems that you are also worthless."

The Taoist priest's face darkened: "It seems that fellow Taoist, it's a toast instead of fine wine."

"Do it."

The next moment, he spoke directly.

And those people with pistols who surrounded Wei Yang fired directly, and bullets hit him one after another.

This is to catch Wei Yang by surprise.

And at such a short distance, ordinary people would never be able to avoid it.

Wei Yang didn't hide either.

Let the bullets hit yourself.

Wait for the gunmen to stop.

Wei Yang looked at the stunned Taoist priest and the elder brother who had died, and said with a smile, "Is there any other way? I rarely fight with others, and it's rare to meet them. I'll give you a chance to show off."

The Taoist's eyes flickered, and he suddenly sneered: "I was almost bluffed by you. If you can't become a golden core, you can't be transcendent. How can you be able to block bullets with a flesh and blood body? A defensive type armor!"

Wei Yang smiled slightly: "Forget it, show your skills quickly, I'm quite curious."

"Since you want to die so much, Dahe."

"Master." The man whose brother died quickly responded respectfully.

"Swallow divine water, add divine protection."

"Yes!"

The man took out a bottle from his arms, opened it, poured it into his mouth, and kept swallowing.

After a while, he strode forward and squeezed the magic bullet with both hands, with a ferocious expression on his face.

The Taoist priest stood behind him, took out a black talisman, muttered something, and immediately, driven by a force of mana, stuck the talisman on the man's back.

The next moment, the man roared angrily, and a terrifying aura emerged from his body. His face turned blue and red, and his body swelled a few times, turning into a big man over two meters tall, with overwhelming aura.

"Huh? What kind of spell is this? It looks quite bluffing!" Wei Yang was amazed.

bluffing?

The Taoist grinned: "Come on, tear him apart."

Ah!

The man yelled at Wei Yang, then rushed over angrily.

Wei Yang silently watched the big man rushing over.

When he swung his fist over to hit Wei Yang on the head.

Wei Yang came first, grabbed his fist, and squeezed it hard.

card!

The man's fist was directly pinched and deformed, and his fingers were twisted out of shape.

However, the burly man didn't know the pain, and the other hand struck again.

Wei Yang directly kicked the burly man in the abdomen.

Snapped!

A force pierced through the burly man's chest, his back slammed with a big bump, an invisible force erupted, and then he couldn't control himself and flew backwards, breaking a piece of his body. A tree fell to the ground, spurting blood from its mouth.

Wei Yang looked at Dashi again, smiled and said, "I told you to bluff, why don't you believe me? Is there any other way? If not, then it's my turn to make a move."

The Taoist stepped back in horror: "Impossible, you are a Qimen monk, how could you have such strong physical strength!"

Wei Yang smiled and said: "It seems that there are no more, then it's up to me, you are ready to accept the move."

"Wait a minute." The Taoist yelled hastily, then showed a forced smile, and said, "Fellow Daoist, I am willing to quit. I will not participate in this matter."

Wei Yang looked at him with a strange face, and sneered, "There is something wrong with your words. It's like, I went to your house to play with your wife. Although I didn't go to the last step, I touched your wife's body." I'm so embarrassed, you came back suddenly, I'm sorry, you said I won't play, what do you think?"

The Taoist laughed dryly: "Then I'll let you go. If you want, I'll treat you to a supper?"

Wei Yang:? ? ?

"You don't want any face at all!" Wei Yang gave a thumbs up.

"Then, can we forget it now? In fact, it was a misunderstanding." The Taoist asked quickly.

Wei Yang said: "Yes, yes, but you have made two moves, so I have to make another move, right? Otherwise, wouldn't I lose face if this matter got out?"

The Taoist narrowed his eyes and said, "Just one move?"

Wei Yang smiled and said: "Yes, just one move, one more move, even if I am shameless."

The Taoist nodded: "In this case, the poor Taoist will have a trick with fellow Taoists to exchange ideas."

As he spoke, the Taoist stepped back a few steps, stretched out his hand, and took out two talismans, one on his chest and one on his back.

Then, he squeezed the magic bullet with his hands, and muttered a word, and in an instant, an aura floated on his chest and back, and two light armors visible to the naked eye superimposed and covered his body, covering his whole body.

Wei Yang paused, and said with a smile: "Spiritual Armor Talisman! You are very good at the art of talismans, and you actually know how to stack two layers of armor!"

The Taoist smiled complacently: "People are messing around in the rivers and lakes, so learn the life-saving talisman first, so that fellow Taoists will laugh at you."

Wei Yang said: "Then are you ready?"

The Taoist groaned for a while, then took out another jade talisman and held it in his hand. This was the third hole card for life-saving, three lines of defense, which made him feel at ease.

"Get ready, fellow daoist please."

The priest is full of confidence.

Wei Yang nodded: "Then I'm here, kill me."

hum!

With a buzzing sound, Zhanming flew out of the backpack, turning into a stream of light, hovering in the void, emitting a sharp light.

"cut!"

Wei Yang squeezed his sword finger and pointed at the Taoist priest.

After beheading his life, he rushed over like a meteor falling.

The Taoist priest was originally confident, but now he was full of horror and screamed: "Fuck! Flying sword!"