Ling tripod

Seeing that Chu Yan wanted to slap the wretched fat man again, he immediately said: "Brother, brother, you are my brother, you are my biological brother, stop fighting, I'm convinced, I'm convinced!"

The wretched fat man was groaning in his heart at this moment. He thought that with his own strength, he would be invincible in the Nascent Soul stage, but he didn't expect to meet such a pervert today, and the other party was just a stupid young man, who didn't care about his identity and background!

The wretched fat man felt regret at this moment. If he had known this, he would have brought more people out today. If the people in the circle knew that he was being tortured like this outside, he would not laugh out loud.

"How old are you?"

"Seventy-eight years old!"

"Your sister, I'm not thirty yet, you call me brother?"

"Bang!"

Chu Yan showed no mercy and slapped him down again.

In fact, Chu Yan is really not thirty now, twenty-nine and a half years old to be precise!

As soon as everyone heard Chu Yan's words, they were stunned. This guy was not even thirty years old yet. He was a monster, a complete monster!

When the palm was removed, the wretched fat man looked extremely miserable. Half of his big fat mouth fell into the soil, and he said with difficulty: "Here, this fellow Taoist, you, please go around me!"

"Are you convinced?"

"Clothes!"

"Give me the spirit stone?"

"Give!"

"Call me Master?"

"Call!"

"Do you still want to continue?"

"I want to, no, no, no, don't want to, fellow Taoist, I really know I'm wrong!"

The wretched fat man was now being treated obediently!

"Bang!"

Chu Yan grabbed the wretched fat man's head, pulled it out of the ground like a carrot, and threw it on the ground casually.

The wretched fat man was filled with anger at this moment, but he did not dare to explode. He just wanted to find an opportunity to deal with Chu Yan again in the future!

At this moment, Chu Yan's message rang in his ears: "Fellow Taoist, if you don't force me to do what happened today, I won't do it, and I have already shown mercy. Your so-called magic weapons that can bless your wishes are nothing more than this." They are some broken magic weapons, just wrapped in a shell. If I notify people from Lingyin Temple, you should know better than me what will happen to you. Just say goodbye and don't bother me again, otherwise, you will die!"

Chu Yan's words made the wretched fat man's body tremble. At this moment, he was extremely horrified. These wishes were all personally blessed by his father. What kind of strength this boy has can be seen at a glance!

Chu Yan ignored the fat man and turned to the old beggar: "Senior, I'll buy you a drink!"

"Haha, let's go, I haven't been to a restaurant for a long time, let's go, let's go!"

The old beggar had already collected a bunch of magic weapons that did not look very good and turned around to leave.

"Hey, master, don't leave!"

"Master, just sell me one!"

"Master, I was really wrong!"

…

A group of cultivators immediately yelled, "Such a top-quality magic weapon is not so common. If you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid you may not be able to buy it next time."

Chu Yan suddenly turned around, and everyone immediately stopped and did not dare to speak. Chu Yan said coldly: "Don't follow me anymore!"

After saying that, Chu Yan walked forward with the old beggar and the two young beggars.

No one in the rear dared to follow him. They had seen how powerful this young man from Xiazhou was. He could even torture nine infant tribulations. Wouldn't they have died early if they went up there?

Less than a moment after Chu Yan left.

A group of dozens of powerful monks came in a hurry. Each of them had the word "ling" embroidered on the left side of their clothes.

Everyone was surprised. This was the standard of Lingyin Temple. These people turned out to be senior monks of Lingyin Temple!

"Amitabha, can you all the donors see a fat man with a wretched appearance selling treasures under the banner of my Lingyin Temple?"

A middle-aged monk said to everyone.

When everyone saw this middle-aged monk, they immediately recognized him. He was the chief disciple of the Lingyin Temple Law Enforcement Hall. He was named Mingwu and had the strength of nine infant tribulations.

"Yes, there was a fat man named Ling Hongwei who called himself Viagra and came here to sell Lingyin Temple's treasures!"

"Yes, it is indeed a treasure from Lingyin Temple, with the word 'Ling' engraved on it!"

"Yes, Master, there is also blessing from the wish!"

…

Facing the eminent monks from Lingyin Temple, everyone naturally knew everything and answered them one after another.

A young monk from Lingyin Temple said with an angry look on his face: "Humph, I don't know where this piece of shit came from. He is using the name of Lingyin Temple to swindle and deceive. Those so-called treasures are all defective, and those little wishes for blessing are all inferior." After using it, it becomes garbage!”

What?

Everyone was stunned, and stunned again. Although the transaction with that wretched fat man was only for a short time, many people bought the fat man's things, and now they were about to cry.

"Grandma's damn fat guy!"

"Where is this guy?"

"Were you still here just now?"

…

Everyone gritted their teeth and prepared to settle the score with the fat man, but the fat man no longer knew where he was!

Mingwu said: "Dear donors, this fat man has committed many crimes in succession. If you find any traces of him! Notify our temple immediately, and the poor monk bids farewell!"

Mingwu said something and left with all the angry monks.

"Grandma's damn fat man, don't let me meet you again!"

"I'll beat you every time I meet you!"

"You wait for me!"

…

At this time, it was at a remote street corner in Yuansuifang City.

"Ah sneeze!"

A fat man with a wretched appearance, a bruised nose and a swollen face, sneezed heavily and thought to himself, who is scolding me?

A cultivator on the side who was as thin as a monkey said: "Brother, let's just forget it. Who is that kid? He dares to take action against me!"

"Fuck you, sister, when I was beaten just now, where did you hide?"

The wretched fat man went up and slapped the skinny cultivator on the head, and cursed angrily.

"Brother, that boy is too powerful. If I go up to him, I will die. I won't be able to help him at all!"

The skinny young man said with a bitter look on his face.

"Stop trying to say nice things, the matter between you and Hongmei is over!"

The wretched fat man snorted coldly.

"No, brother, you are my real brother, you have to keep that little girl for me!"

The skinny young man immediately begged.

"Look at your performance! What happened today is rotten in my stomach. If I hear any news outside, then you should pack up and prepare to die!"

The wretched fat man said, feeling extremely depressed. If this matter were to be spread, he would really lose his face in public.

"Of course I won't say that. Big brother, let's just let that kid go!"

The skinny young man said with a look of unwillingness.

"Of course it's impossible. If you dare to do this to my Viagra, I will make it unable to take it and walk around! Humph!"

…

Qianzui Tower.

It is the largest restaurant in Yuansuifang City. Spiritual food and spiritual wine are favorites of immortal cultivators. The minimum consumption when entering Qianzui Tower is a high-grade spiritual stone.

One high-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to ten thousand spiritual stones. Such a place can be described as extremely luxurious, but despite this, Qianzui Tower is always overcrowded every day!

In front of the restaurant, a young man in white clothes and three beggars, one old and two young, walked over.

"Wow, Brother Chu Yan, do you really want to invite us here for dinner?"

The black-faced little beggar said with excitement.

"Brother Chu Yan, this place is very expensive. The last time I came to beg, I was kicked out! Let's change places!"

The yellow-faced little beggar thought for a moment.

The old beggar didn't say anything, he still had a dull look on his face, and walked inside without any courtesy!

But before he even got close to the door, he was stopped by someone. A muscular waiter said: "Old guy, this is not a place for you to beg. Get out of here!"

The waiter in this restaurant is strong enough to reach the middle stage of foundation building. Chu Yan couldn't help but sigh, it is indeed the number one restaurant in Yuansuifang City, even the waiter is so powerful!

"And you little brat, didn't I tell you last time not to come here to beg? Is it because you want to beg but you can't? You..."

After scolding the old beggar, the waiter looked at the young beggar and scolded him. But just after he finished speaking, he was fascinated by the light of a fiery red high-grade spiritual stone in front of him.

A single-attribute high-grade spiritual stone is five times the value of an ordinary high-grade spiritual stone. A person with such a spiritual stone is definitely not a mortal.

Chu Yan shook the spirit stone in his hand and said, "Apologise!"

"This, this guest officer, this senior, is too small to see the mountains. It's not good to be small. It's not good to be small!"

The waiter felt a chill running down his spine when he met Chu Yan's eyes, and immediately apologized to the old beggar and the two young beggars.

"For the sake of your attitude, I'll bypass you this time and find a decent place for senior and my two younger brothers!"

"Yes, yes!"

The waiter in the shop took the high-grade spiritual stone and walked in with a bang.

The power of the spirit stone was terrifying. The waiter found a first-class private room for Chu Yan and the old beggar, and laid out all kinds of good wine and food.

"Haha, little friend, I'm not welcome!"

The old beggar laughed and started to eat!

"Senior, wait!"

"What's wrong, kid? Don't you want to invite me?"

The old beggar looked at Chu Yan with a displeased look on his face and said.

"Senior, how can the wine here be worthy of your status? Junior, there is good wine here!"

Chu Yan took out the wine gourd left by the wine elder and poured a glass for the old beggar.

"Spiritual wine brewed from ninth-grade spiritual liquid, good stuff, good stuff!"

The old beggar took a sip and said excitedly.

Then the old beggar and the two little beggars wiped out all the food on the table like a starving ghost reincarnated, each with a big belly and a look of satisfaction on his face.