Chapter 44 Conflict at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion

Author: Peng Peng Peng can fly

Chapter 44 Conflict at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion

When he heard someone calling him, Cui Ning slowly turned around and found a middle-aged monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks standing not far behind him, greeting him with a smile on his face.

Cui Ning has a very strong memory and immediately recognized that this was the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall who had just joined the sect at that time. At that time, he also deliberately made things difficult for Cui Ning and other new disciples.

"It's actually him?" Cui Ning remained calm, pretending to be frightened.

"This uncle asked me to stop my nephew. I don't know what needs my nephew to do?" Cui Ning asked the monk surnamed Zheng with his hands raised.

"Oh, you don't know me?" The monk surnamed Zheng frowned, then turned his eyes and said:

"I am the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall of Tianhuandao. Just call me Uncle Zheng. The main reason I came here today is to make a deal with you, my nephew."

Cui Ning was a little confused, but still pretended to be respectful and asked: "Deal? There is no item on my nephew's body that can be traded with my uncle. I'm afraid he is joking."

"Of course I'm not joking. My nephew must have had a chance to obtain a spiritual beast when he was doing sect tasks outside. What if my uncle wants to buy this spiritual beast from you?" The monk surnamed Zheng stared at Cui Ning and said with a smile.

"Uncle, how do you know this?" Cui Ning's heart trembled, and he secretly said:

"This monk surnamed Zheng should be the person behind the two stalkings, but I don't know how he learned that I have a spiritual beast."

"How about this nephew? I am the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall. If my nephew needs any help in the future, just let me know to my uncle!" Seeing Cui Ning startled, the monk surnamed Zheng continued to ask.

As the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall, he noticed it when Cui Ning came back to exchange for the spirit beast bag. Most disciples probably wouldn't care too much about it.

However, if a disciple who is only in the Qi refining stage needs a spirit beast bag, it must be used to hold the spirit beast. Moreover, this Qi refining disciple is from his old rival Zhang Miao.

Although he didn't know what kind of spiritual beast the other party brought back from outside, as the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall, he had countless ways to get the other party to offer the spiritual beast.

Moreover, this will make Zhang Miao feel disgusted. As long as this nephew "understands" and donates spiritual beasts to him for free, I believe that no fellow Taoist in the pavilion will say anything.

"Since Uncle Master wants it, so what if I give it to you for free!" Cui Ning said calmly.

The monk surnamed Zheng was already secretly happy when he heard this, completely unaware of the teasing tone in which the nephew opposite him said this.

"But why should I give it to you!" Cui Ning raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of the monk surnamed Zheng, and said word by word.

"What?" The change in Cui Ning's tone almost made the monk surnamed Zheng unable to react, and then he became furious again and said:

"Boy, what are you talking about?"

"I said, why should I give it to you!" Cui Ning still had a warm smile on his face.

For a moment, the entire Sutra Pavilion square was silent. During the Qi Refining Period, he openly provoked the Foundation Establishment monks. This was something he had never seen before. He had already sent word to his fellow Taoist master to watch this good show.

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An astonishing wave of spiritual power emanated from the monk named Zheng, and he waved with one hand.

A knife-shaped magical weapon suddenly appeared next to the monk surnamed Zheng. The power coming from the sword showed that it was a top-level Xuan-level magical weapon.

At this time, the middle-aged man surnamed Zheng looked at Cui Ning with an arrogant face and said: "Since you dare to contradict your uncle in public, then I will teach you a lesson for your elders!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Zheng was seen making secrets with his hands, and then the knife-like magic weapon glowed with red light, and then shot straight towards Cui Ning's legs.

Judging from the actions of the monk surnamed Zheng, his intention was not to kill Cui Ning, but to break his legs.

However, in the world of immortal cultivation, disciples in the Qi refining stage are not yet able to heal their wounds, so it is easy to guess the purpose of the middle-aged man named Zheng, who wants to destroy Cui Ning but does not want to be outspoken.

Seeing the astonishing sword-like weapon in the air, the many Qi Refining disciples who were still watching took a breath.

And at this moment, a wave of spiritual power that was also at the foundation-building stage came out from inside the Sutra Pavilion.

An old man in a green robe appeared in the square outside the Sutra Pavilion. No one had arrived, but the voice had already reached him: "Junior Brother Zheng, be careful and show mercy!"

The monk with the pointed mouth and monkey cheeks looked a little disgusted when he heard the sound, but he had no intention of stopping the movements of his hands.

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Just when the middle-aged monk surnamed Zheng was making secrets to urge the knife-like magic weapon, Cui Ning had also summoned his black mountain magic weapon. Not only that, but a transparent protective shield also appeared around him.

"Is this a spiritual energy shield?" Not only the monk surnamed Zheng in the sky, but also the old foundation-building man from the Sutra Pavilion who was preparing to come to rescue the siege was a little bit out of sorts.

There are also genius Qi refining disciples with vicious eyes in the square. At this time, someone has already exclaimed: "Isn't this the mid-level magic spiritual energy shield, which can only be used by foundation-building monks?"

How did a disciple in the Qi refining stage use a high-level magic spiritual energy shield! Soon everyone had the answer.

I saw the knife-like magic weapon rushing towards Cui Ning's legs, but it was blocked by the spiritual energy shield outside and could no longer move forward.

The middle-aged man surnamed Zheng was not stupid. When he saw the aura shield that was the symbol of a Foundation Establishment monk, and coupled with the strong defensive power of the shield, he already guessed that the disciple in front of him had successfully advanced and became a Foundation Establishment monk like himself.

I was ready to call it a day and see how to repair the relationship next.

So he stretched out his hand to recall his sword-like magic weapon, and then slowly landed on the ground of the square, just as he was preparing some words of explanation.

A black shadow suddenly appeared on his head, which turned out to be the black mountain peak.

The face of the monk surnamed Zheng changed, and without saying a word, he also used the spiritual energy shield to defend himself.

But Cui Ning didn't just make this one move, and then a weakened Sun True Flame fireball attacked the middle-aged man on the opposite side.

The monk surnamed Zheng originally thought that he could rely on the aura shield to stop Cui Ning, who had just established the foundation. Unexpectedly, the moment the black mountain peak collided with the aura shield, there were signs that it could not hold up. In addition, there was a huge fireball.

It roared towards him, which scared him.

So he clasped his hands, and a small shield instantly appeared and surrounded him.

"Boom!"

The addition of the fireball directly caused the aura shield to crack, and then rushed directly towards the monk named Zheng who was protected by the shield.

Then everyone in the square saw the figure of the middle-aged monk flying upside down and landing on the square. However, the black mountain peak did not fall under the control of Cui Ning's spiritual consciousness.

After half a stick of incense, the middle-aged monk stood up tremblingly. His robe and hair had been scorched, and there was clearly a silver-white shining inner armor inside the damaged robe.

, it seems to be a defensive weapon as well.

At this time, several foundation-building monks also flew in from all over Tianhuan Island, including those from the Foreign Affairs Hall and Uncle Zhang Miao from the Beast Farm, and the leader was an old man from the Law Enforcement Hall.

After many foundation-building monks arrived, they saw the scene of monk surnamed Zheng being knocked away by a fireball. However, everyone had lived for hundreds of years. With their spiritual consciousness, they naturally knew that the surnamed Zheng was fine in his middle age, so in addition to

Except for Zhang Miao who shouted in surprise and joy, everyone else remained silent.

"You are so vicious, you actually want to put me to death." The monk surnamed Zheng had a vicious look on his face, and he had already sacrificed a fiery red talisman in his hand.

"No."

"Junior brother Zheng, don't do stupid things!"

The members of the Foundation who were still practicing silent chanting immediately spoke out to stop him when they saw the talisman offered by the middle-aged man named Zheng.

at this time.

"Dang Dang Dang"

The bells on Tianhuan Island rang. When the eighth bell rang, the expressions of the foundation-building monks present changed. These eight bells meant that something big had happened in the sect, and all the foundation-building monks needed to gather to the main island to discuss matters.
Chapter completed!