Chapter 1742: Crush to death with one hand

He Sheng then realized that Zhou Ling'er was not alone, there were a few men and women behind her, and there were several of them, and He Sheng still had some impressions.

It's just a bad impression, because two of the women dressed up in a gorgeous manner were the monks who made things difficult for He Sheng by the Yu River that day, Zhao Ping and Yin Hong. Yin Hong was fine, and they didn't want to see Zhao Ping and He Sheng at all.

This woman was so vicious that she wanted to kill him. If Su Qingzhu hadn't appeared, he would have died of death.

Zhao Ping and Yin Hong naturally saw He Sheng, and Yin Hong lowered her head with lingering fear. After she learned that He Sheng had become a genius in the Taoist temple, she was always worried about He Sheng's revenge, especially after learning that Murong Ke was executed, she didn't even dare to go out in those few days.

But Zhao Ping was different. Although she was worried about this for a few days, after seeing He Sheng without any intention to settle the score with her, she completely ignored what she had done.

Among the few people, there was a handsome man, Wang Lun, the genius who had originally tested the eight-character spirits. At this time, Wang Lun saw Zhou Ling'er smiling at He Sheng with a brilliant smile, and his brows frowned slightly. He had only known Zhou Ling'er not long ago. Zhou Ling'er's innocence and royal family background were all very attractive to him. When he saw Zhou Ling'er, he regarded this woman as his forbidden body.

When Zhao Ping saw Wang Lun's expression change, she naturally understood that Wang Lun was jealous. Originally, after Zhao Ping could not get Murong Ke's favor, she turned her focus to rookie Wang Lun. Wang Lun was not a gentleman. The two soon had a love relationship. But Zhao Ping knew very well that a young man from a top immortal family like Wang Lun could never become a Taoist partner with her. She was just a tool for Wang Lun to play with for a while.

Although she was very jealous of Zhou Ling'er, she did not dare to do anything out of order. She even gave Wang Lun a lot of ideas to take Zhou Ling'er off. She understood that only in this way could Wang Lun care more about her.

When he saw He Sheng appear, Zhao Ping knew that her chance to perform had come again. If she helped Wang Lun attack He Sheng, Wang Lun would definitely look up to her.

"Oh! Isn't this a genius who tests the Nine Spirits, Junior Brother He Sheng?"

Zhao Ping intentionally raised her voice and attracted everyone's gaze.

He Sheng didn't even look at Zhao Ping. He Sheng felt that staying with her for one more minute would stain his eyes for a minute.

Seeing that He Sheng ignored him, Zhao Ping said again: "Junior Brother He, you won't be here to attend the birthday party of Senior Sister Su, right!"

"I heard that Junior Brother He, you are a slaughter in the kitchen. Could it be that you came empty-handed this time!"

At this time, everyone could hear that Zhao Ping was ridiculing He Sheng. He Sheng's origin has always been a taboo topic for Taoist monks, just because she was worried about angering this monster who was the Nine Spirit Testing Species.

Yin Hong pulled the corner of Zhao Ping's clothes and told her not to go too far. If He Sheng took revenge on her, with He Sheng's current status, he would probably not have Si Ming to stand up for her.

But Zhao Ping was not afraid at all. She was a very scheming woman. She had long understood that she could no longer please He Sheng. She had long been disgusted by He Sheng.

She naturally knew that He Sheng was an existence that she could not afford to offend. The reason why she did this was to bet. Her behavior would make Wang Lun look at her differently. She also believed that He Sheng did not dare to be Su Qingzhu's birthday party. What was going on to treat her? This was not the Mingyue Palace. Even if Qin Yanran would give He Sheng some face, Qin Yanran would not let He Sheng do whatever he wanted in Ziyun Palace.

If Zhao Ping knew that Qin Yanran still owed He Sheng three wishes, she might be scared to death at this time!

As soon as Zhao Ping said that, everyone stopped and wanted to see how He Sheng would deal with this matter. If He Sheng relied on his identity as the Nine Spirits to test Zhao Ping, it would only make everyone think that He Sheng was narrow-minded.

As Zhao Ping expected, Wang Lun was indeed very satisfied with her performance, and felt relieved to Zhao Ping's ridicule of He Sheng.

As a genius of the Taoist temple, Wang Lun naturally did not want to fight with He Sheng in person, but Zhao Ping's appearance greatly embarrassed He Sheng.

Zhou Ling'er's face suddenly became angry and was about to speak out. Why was he unfair, but He Sheng turned around and left.

So what if you win the tug of war with a pig?

He Sheng wanted to be the top man in the world of cultivation, and there was no need to waste his time on people like Zhao Ping.

"hehe!"

Zhao Ping looked at He Sheng leaving and laughed out loud.

At this time, Wang Lun's voice came from her spiritual sense, "Good job, I'll reward you well tonight."

Zhao Ping was overjoyed when she heard this. It seemed that she had a bet right this time, and He Sheng had nothing to do with it! So what about the Nine Spirit Testing Species?

I’m not afraid to retaliate when I’m ridiculed by myself.

Zhou Ling'er caught up with He Sheng and said angrily: "Senior Brother He, why didn't you punish that stinky tongue woman just now?"

He Sheng was a little amused and laughed: "Ling'er, you forgot how you treated me a few days ago."

Zhou Ling'er suddenly had a pretty face flushed and it took her a long time to stammer and said, "I, how could I be like that shrew? I was blinded by Murong at that time, and she was completely ridiculing you."

He Sheng said as he walked, "Ling'er, we immortal cultivators cultivate the strength of immortal arts, and when will we use our lip skills to evaluate them?"

"But..." Zhou Ling'er wanted to explain.

He Sheng smiled sly, "As long as my strength is above her, any of her words will be a sound-sounding dog barking to me, that is, now in Jiuling Taoist Courtyard, if I were outside, I could crush her directly with one hand."

Zhou Ling'er stared at He Sheng's back in a daze, not understanding.

She was wondering whether he thought so when she laughed at He Sheng. Thinking of this, Zhou Ling'er couldn't help but hold her mouth back.

I also want to become stronger as soon as possible. Then you don’t want to defeat me with one hand.

One by one, the two of them soon arrived at the palace where Su Qingzhu held a birthday party. After being decorated by Su Qingzhu, the originally simple palace became more joyful, with many bright fairy flowers and grasses. There were many cups and plates in the hall, and countless rare immortal fruits in the cultivation world were filled with.

There are also many nectar and jade liquids, which were brewed by Qin Yanran himself. In previous years, only Siming in the Taoist temple could taste them. Today is Su Qingzhu's birthday party. In addition, Su Qingzhu and Fire Phoenix successfully signed a soul contract. Qin Yanran was also very happy, so she took out these fine wines to entertain everyone.

Everyone is a monk, so naturally he can feel that these wines contain a very high spiritual energy and are very helpful for cultivation. So they all look forward to the beginning of the birthday party.

At this time, many people had gathered in the hall. These people formed a circle and talked about strange stories or cultivation experiences in the cultivation world. Since He Sheng rarely appeared in the Taoist temple, although these monks knew He Sheng, they did not dare to come forward to talk rashly.

Only Zhou Ling'er was with He Sheng, and he communicated with He Sheng every sentence. In the past, Zhou Ling'er also felt that He Sheng was a cold person and didn't talk much, but when she communicated with He Sheng for a while, she realized that no matter what she talked with He Sheng, he answered happily.
Chapter completed!