In the beginning, I dig the graves of my ancestors and I become a cultivator and a monster.

Zhang Ping's sarcastic words reverberated back and forth in the grave of sin, each word hurting his heart!

Like a knife, tearing through the fig leaf of Feixian Pavilion's management!

Shameful, so damn shameful!

Hua Linglong felt extremely happy when she saw Zhang Ping embarrassing the other party so much!

But the happiest person is Qin Xiaoyao!

At this moment, the First Elder saw that the situation was extremely embarrassing, so he spoke like a good person: "Zhang Ping, since the truth has been revealed, you should give me some face!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ping smiled.

"Great Elder, what you said is wrong."

"Zhang Ping was unfairly slandered just now, but as a notary, you failed to do justice!"

"On the contrary, they favor Feixian Pavilion, indiscriminately, and intend to liquidate our Six Sect Peak!"

"Such an approach is inappropriate and heart-warming!"

As soon as these words came out, the great elder's face suddenly turned pale and he was indescribably embarrassed!

The whole place was in an uproar immediately!

No one expected that Zhang Ping was so full of firepower that he dared to confront the great elder in public!

Each one’s heart beats faster!

Stimulate!

Even Qin Xiaoyao was surprised.

My apprentice is so fierce!

Row!

Zhang Ping looks proud!

He thought to himself, I will risk my life today!

Anyway, you all want to get rid of our Six Gate Peak, and the people in our Six Gate Peak don’t like it!

Then why should I be polite to you?

Just do it!

At worst, everyone will go to the sect leader!

Who is afraid of whom!

Table flip warning!

On the field, the great elder was angry, but he couldn't get angry, and he didn't know how to respond to Zhang Ping. He could only squeak: "This...that..."

Qin Xiaoyao spoke up: "If you can't answer the call, then you'll have to apologize, right?"

"But as a dignified elder, it is indeed embarrassing for you to apologize to my disciple Qin Xiaoyao."

"Hey, I have a headache for you too!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and let out a sinister laugh!

With that mean look on his face, the great elder almost couldn't help but come out and beat him!

But he knew he was in the wrong, and felt guilty for Zhang Ping!

"Hey!"

He cupped his hands towards Zhang Ping and said, "Zhang Ping, I just didn't handle it properly. I'm really sorry! I'm sorry!"

"this!"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the great elder would lower his proud head and apologize to a disciple!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yuankui's face was full of guilt, and he cupped his hands and said: "Zhang Ping, we at Feixian Pavilion are extremely sorry for you!"

As he said this, he bowed ninety degrees to Zhang Ping to express his apology!

Behind him, Archdeacon Xue Pei and other management officials, as well as thousands of Feixian Pavilion disciples, also bowed to apologize!

The voice oscillated back and forth in the ancestral mausoleum, with a strong sense of apology in the sadness.

This scene shocked Gu Changqing extremely.

He didn't expect that Zhang Ping would single-handedly defeat the entire Feixian Pavilion!

What a powerful courage!

Brother Zhang Ping, awesome!

Facing everything in front of him, Zhang Ping felt extremely comfortable!

Especially when he saw the expressions of the great elders, Lin Yuankui and Xue Pei, he laughed with joy!

No matter how powerful you are, you have to bow down to me now!

Hua Linglong also looked proud, her depression was gone, and she felt indescribably happy!

"Junior brother, you are really good."

With a smile on her red lips, she whispered: "But it's almost okay, otherwise you will become unreasonable."

Zhang Ping nodded and said in a deep voice: "Since you are willing to put down your identity and apologize, it seems that you have realized your mistake. Zhang Ping is not a grudge-bearing person. Let this end here."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their condensed brows relaxed, but they were full of gratitude to Zhang Ping: "Zhang Ping is magnanimous, and the prime minister's belly can hold up a boat!"

"This spirit is much better than his master's!"

"It seems that Zhang Ping has not been contaminated by Qin Xiaoyao, which is really a blessing!"

They all expressed gratitude and praise, nodding their heads!

Qin Xiaoyao was confused. If you exaggerate, you will praise me. Why are you stepping on me?

This is really unreasonable!

At this time, the pavilion master Lin Yuankui changed his previous attitude and asked respectfully: "Zhang Ping, can you tell me the whole story of today in detail?"

Zhang Ping smiled and looked at layman Bitao.

Bitao laymen also had a tacit understanding, so they told Zhang Ping about the dream entrusted to him by the 'ancestor', which later led to the incident of Zhang Ping digging his grave.

As for becoming a scroll spirit, Zhang Ping used his ancestor's skills to help a lot.

Hearing this, the whole audience was shocked!

Zhang Ping was entrusted with a dream by his ancestor!

Does this mean that Zhang Ping is someone personally recognized by the ancestor?

And with just one dream, Zhang Ping dared to dig up the ancestral tomb privately!

What courage and courage is this!

For a moment, everyone looked at Zhang Ping and saw that there was a glow around him, and there was something indescribably extraordinary!

"Senior Sister Zi Mei, do you find Junior Brother Zhang Ping particularly attractive?"

Lin Qing'er breathed quickly and bit her red lips.

"Have!"

Liu Zimei gently covered her heart, her beautiful eyes moving: "When I looked at him, my heart beat like a deer. This was unprecedented..."

With that said, the two beauties directed their unabashed admiration towards Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping looked around six directions and immediately felt the hot gaze, and then smiled brightly in return.

The two women were immediately filled with joy, showing smiles that were as charming as flowers.

Hua Linglong is thoughtful and sees everything.

"Okay, junior brother, after just three days of not seeing each other, you have already met two great beauties."

She smiled coldly, her beautiful eyes filled with inexplicable anger.

Zhang Ping was frightened when he heard Hua Linglong's cold words.

"Senior sister, please don't misunderstand. The two fairies opposite once taught Zhang Ping the sword technique."

"That's why I responded politely."

He hurriedly explained.

Unexpectedly, Hua Linglong's eyes were even colder: "They will guide you for three or two days, and you will call them fairies."

"I have been guiding you for two months, why don't you call me fairy?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ping was stunned.

Senior sister, are you jealous?

Are you jealous of me?

No way?

Zhang Ping hurriedly wanted to explain, but Hua Linglong crossed her arms and looked away.

Qin Xiaoyao watched from the side, smiling secretly in his heart.

interesting.

At this time, Lin Yuankui came over: "Qin Xiaoyao, Zhang Ping helped Feixian Pavilion a lot today. We owe him a great favor."

"But the matter has nothing to do with you. Don't think Feixian Pavilion will forgive you for this."

Qin Xiaoyao didn't care, shrugged and sneered: "I'm sorry, I have so many enemies. Who do you think you are in Feixian Pavilion?"

"you!"

Lin Yuankui was immediately furious, but he still held it back. He turned around and smiled at Zhang Ping: "Zhang Ping, Uncle Lin has a small gift to give you to express his gratitude for your kindness today."

As he spoke, he took out a blue iron sword only the size of a finger from the storage ring, with sword patterns and spells engraved on it.

Zhang Ping was secretly happy.

This Lin Yuankui is pretty good!

He found that this small sword was quite similar to the Seven-Star Return to Heaven Sword that Qin Xiaoyao gave to Hua Linglong after killing He Liqun that day.

"Zhang Ping, this is the Seven-Star Circulation Sword. It is a magic sword unique to our Feixian Pavilion and one of the magic weapons."

As he spoke, Lin Yuankui handed the mysterious little sword into Zhang Ping's hands.

With the small sword in his hand, Zhang Ping felt a little heavy and cold, and it felt great in his hand.

Obviously this is something extraordinary!