Forty-first: In Times of Crisis (Second Watch)

  Tan Yun blinked, didn't understand what happened, just now, was only oneself to plead for him. This surname Lai's, how can be so ungrateful, and bite the hand that feeds?

  "Lord Lai, you can eat less, but you can't talk nonsense." Qin Yu calmed down his emotions and spoke calmly, "Qin has never offended you before."

  "Nonsense!" The white-haired middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his hands and pressed down on Qin Yu from a distance.

  "Get out of the way, kid!"

  A purple lightning bolt flashed suddenly.

  Tan Yu was out of control, and his body had already flown out. Where he stood before, suddenly changed into Baiyi Wangyue like a magic trick, he was cold-eyed as electricity, and suddenly slashed out with one sword, the long sword condensed and pointed directly at the white-haired man.

  "Ga! Zhi! Zhi!"

  A screeching sound of friction echoed through the air.

  Wang Yue's body swayed, and the snow-bright sword blade was also slightly shaking.

  The white-haired man's hands trembled once, twice, and finally he pushed it out with a fierce thrust.

  White clothes fluttered and rose, Wang Yue was like a kite with a broken string, suddenly floating up and flying far away.

  Everyone was shocked and moved.

  What kind of person is this? With just one move, he actually "fired" the famous Wang Yue out.

  "Transcendence!" A seasoned dark realm expert suddenly trembled and said, "He is a Transcendent Master!"

  Like a giant drum, it exploded loudly beside everyone's ears.

  In the pale expanse of space, a black-golden light suddenly flashed again.

  Everyone looked on, but it was Quan Yu's long spear that moved, with a golden thread-like sharp tip protruding from the spearhead, about half a foot long.

  "Look... his gun... the trigger!"

  "How dare he... How dare he..."

  "Ah, he's really rushing towards...that state...the realm of the masters..."

  "Too reckless, too reckless...... He will die without a complete corpse!"

  Golden spearhead, with Qin Yu's descent, drew a bright arc in the air, resolutely stabbing towards the white-haired man.

  Liu Pan's face turned pale as he looked up at Qin Yu in the sky, unsure whether it was physical pain or heartache.

  "This kid is really so bold and daring, he even dares to look down on a Jie Kong Zong Shi?!"

  "Gun Mang?" The white-haired man hummed, and with a reverse hand movement, he struck again, his palms hitting Qian Yu from afar. "Even a grain of rice can shine brightly!"

  A thread carrying the majesty of heaven and earth's pressure suddenly expanded and overflowed, surging in the vast expanse of emptiness before Qin Yu, rapidly pressing down on him.

  The realm of cultivation is to refine the spirit and return to emptiness, striving to merge one's own spirit with heaven and earth, and with the void as much as possible. The more successful the fusion, the higher the realm, and the more able to borrow the power of the void itself.

  Although Tan Yun didn't know what level of strong the white-haired man was, having felt this void's spiritual pressure twice, a thought flashed through his mind: "It can't be that unlucky, did I run into someone in the Transcendent Realm? How could he have the same demeanor as Master?"

  In the past, when Zhang Heng's level was too low and his mind was confused, he occasionally showed similar skills. He lightly waved his hand, and a gust of wind wrapped around Qin Yu, soft and fluffy, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move half a step.

  At this time, Quan Yu would often stretch out his body horizontally and lie comfortably in mid-air, feeling as if there were several layers of silk quilts on his back.

  But in less than a minute, he would loudly shout "Master, take back your divine power!"

  Because that cloud is severely lacking in oxygen, PM2.5 and air quality index exceeded 5000, it's no longer a matter of whether breathing is smooth or not.

  "Actually... it's really a wonderful realm!" The golden light on the tip of Qin Yu's spear was the first to encounter this pressure, and it couldn't withstand it at all, quickly retreating.

  Half foot, three inches, one inch, disappeared...

  Outerly released inner energy was fiercely suppressed by the enemy, and Qin Yu's chest surged with a wave of blood and qi.

  "So strong!"

  "Idiot!" Three familiar words flashed in his ear, followed by a sudden tightening of his waist, and his body was already being pulled violently towards the rear diagonal direction.

  Tan Yong did not struggle, but tried hard to adjust his breathing and suppress the vital energy in his body.

  At a critical moment, Shi Heng finally brought out his red whip and timely rescued the reckless Qin Yu back.

  The white-haired man suddenly withdrew his hand and coldly shouted: "So many strong people are enemies with my grandson, no wonder he was bullied by you."

  The words were extremely ridiculous, but the heroes were shocked by his majestic appearance, and for a moment they were speechless.

  Qin Yu, who was sitting cross-legged beside Shi Huang, cultivating and regulating his breath, couldn't help but gasp in shock, almost losing control of his true energy. Shi Huang reached out and gently patted him on the back, saying in a low voice: "Focus!"

  Tan Yong's body shook, and his internal energy suddenly became much smoother. He let out a long breath of turbid air.

  "My goodness! I'm dying of laughter!"

  "What's so funny?" Shi Huang was taken aback, you almost got beaten to death, and you can still laugh.

  "I see what that little rascal Lai is thinking, first kill me off and then there won't be a master to suffer, afterwards... heh heh, old man, you just watch, as things develop further, soon his grandfather's words will come true."

  "Is it?" Shi Huang pondered.

  Just then, a small figure suddenly appeared.

  "Yu Gege, are you okay?"

  Tan Yu hastily released his hand from the black gun and stretched out his hand to support Xie Zhi Lan, who almost fell into his arms.

  "Slow down, slow down, be careful not to fall!" Qin Yu grasped Xie Zhi Lan's arms, "Do I look like I have something on my mind?"

  Xie Zilan saw his face was rosy and his blood circulation normal, then he slowly let out a long breath.

  "It's all right as long as nothing happens, it's all right as long as nothing happens!"

  Tan Yun only felt a burst of sweet and refreshing fragrance mixed with the air sprayed on her face, thinking: "Why is it that when I breathe out, it's all turbid air, but when she breathes out, it's so fragrant?"

  He never thought that at the moment when he was in such a dangerous situation with Huajing Zongshi, Xizhilan still didn't think twice and rushed towards him directly, his heart was deeply moved.

  Gently embracing her slender arms, he had already taken the delicate body of Xi Zhi Lan into his bosom.

  "You silly girl, even more foolish than me!"

  Xie Zilan was so worried that she didn't care about anything else, and it wasn't until she had completely fallen into Quan Yu's arms that she realized something was wrong. After a moment of stunned silence, she wanted to struggle free. But she was held tightly by Quan Yu, her legs were soft and didn't want to move at all. Hearing his gentle and affectionate words, she was even more intoxicated, and in her shyness, she buried her small face deep into Quan Yu's sturdy chest, not daring to move.

  Zhang Jin was tongue-tied and thought: "This girl..."

  Xu Dengwei bowed his hands and said: "Your Excellency is a noble scholar from a certain region, I am Xu Deng. My humble shop's etiquette was not thorough, and I couldn't invite your esteemed presence earlier, I'm truly flustered, please forgive me!"

  The Huo family has held countless singing and selling meetings for hundreds of years, although there have been twists and turns in between, but overall they have all passed safely. What they rely on is nothing more than two hands: inside and outside!

  In a family with many talented individuals, there must be a master who has reached the state of enlightenment to preside over them. Even in key positions in the imperial court, there are often members of one's own clan, which is the strongest backing!

  Such a family background, no one in the world's high-ranking families and famous clans dares to be disrespectful.

  As for the face, it is that every time a new session of singing and selling comes, the family will make contact with the local aristocratic families in advance, share benefits and responsibilities, and cooperate to sing and sell, relying on everyone's face, almost invincible.

  For example, this year's auction is scheduled to be held at Shennongjia. The goods are sold by Shi Jia, who has been in contact with nearly a dozen large and wealthy families such as Cai, Kuai, Yang, and Huang from Jingzhou and other counties several years in advance. Relying on their relationships, they widely invite influential and capable celebrities and scholars around them to participate in the auction, giving them preferential treatment. In this way, even if the other party is unwilling to come, they will not be able to afford to make trouble.

  Of course, the strong ones who follow the goods will definitely have a master of Huajing, several first-class Anjing, and countless Mingjing. With this powerful force, they will intimidate the gangsters on the Green Forest Road.

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  The collection ticket is the basis, and the two things that rely on the list are nothing more than these two.

  PS2: The pearl of rice grains also shines with a sentence, but this phrase did not exist in the Han Dynasty. It was used to smooth things over and was thrown out first. Unfortunately, it wasn't said by the main character, otherwise it would have been perfectly domineering.