C167 Master

"Lin Bai, tell me, just what is the background of that Taoist Xuan Qing? How could his methods be so powerful?" After drinking a few cups of wine, Ning Yangran asked with a slightly red face while looking at Lin Bai with his blurry eyes.

To Ning Yanggran, it could be said that Xuanqing really wanted to eat his daughter alive. After all, this was the man who had repeatedly prevented his daughter from getting better, and after hearing what had happened earlier from Ning Xiaoxiao, his anger flared up and he couldn't help but ask about the old man's origins.

Lin Bai took a sip of the wine and replied in a low voice, "If I'm not wrong, this Xuanqing Founder should be the heir of the Wuchang Faction. However, he also has part of the legacy of the Flying Star Sect, and from what I can sense, his status is not just limited, he should have a sect backing him. Otherwise, no matter how lucky he is, he wouldn't have such great fortune!"

Upon hearing Lin Bai's words, Adept Xuan Qing sucked in a breath of cold air. A person was different from an ordinary person. If there was a sect that had been spread to this day, it would be an extremely terrifying existence. Moreover, encountering one would be equivalent to encountering a nest.

"Uncle, you don't have to worry. I don't think that Adept Xuan Qing will ever come looking for trouble with you and Huaiyan ever again!" After Lin Bai filled Ning Yanggran's cup with wine, he spoke up with a smile.

From the situation with the Yin energy, Lin Bai was sure that the situation with Adept Xuanqing was definitely not going to be good. It could be said that his entire technique had been ruined by him, and judging from the old man's performance in the past, even the people around him would not have a good impression of him. Now that he had lost his technique, he was definitely not going to have a good ending.

Hearing this, Ning Yang Ran was instantly overjoyed. He knew that since Lin Bai said so, he must be sure of this matter. He couldn't help but feel a surge of joy as he smiled at Lin Bai and said, "Alright, this is such a good thing. "Come, Huan Yan, raise your cup as well. We three will have a good drink together!

Ning Huayan smiled when she heard this. She raised the wine cup in front of her, but was unable to conceal the traces of suspicion on her face. If what Lin Bai said was true, then that Adept Xuan Qing was someone who had a sect's legacy, then how could he simply let this go? Moreover, how could his sect allow him to do as he pleased, allowing Adept Xuan Qing to fend for himself.

Lin Bai looked at Ning Huayan. How could he not know what she was thinking? He raised his wine cup and downed it in one gulp. He held Ning Huayan's soft hand and patted it lightly. "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

Ning Xiaoyan smiled at his words and did not reply. She knew that she was overthinking things. No matter what happened, as long as the man in front of her was still alive, nothing would happen.

Humiliation, hatred, resentment!

At this moment, all of his emotions were accumulated in his mind. Not long after the little Daoist boy had packed up the things in the room and fled, he struggled up from the ground. After looking in the mirror, he saw that he was neither a ghost nor a ghost, and his heart was filled with these emotions.

His legs trembled as he stood up, and all the muscles throughout his body were in endless pain, as if they had been twisted by someone else. Worst of all, he could clearly feel the aging sensation of his body, which was like the feeling of a maggot sticking to his mind.

You're getting old, you're on the verge of collapse!

He had never been humiliated like this before. A puddle of stinky urine was being poured down his face; this was the greatest insult he had ever been humiliated in his entire life. But even at this moment, he had yet to think about the reason behind all this and who had caused all of this.

No matter what, he felt that he could no longer hold on and could only lie on the ground to rest. After a moment of rest, his trembling legs could no longer support the weight of his body and he fell to the ground without any warning.

After he laid on the ground, he took out a mobile phone with trembling hands. He struggled to press a few buttons before putting it to his ear. With his lips moving, he whispered, "Save me!"

A bright black BMW 7-series car was speeding along the street of Fa Yu city. When it reached the entrance of the mansion where the Black Qing men were, it stopped and hurriedly got out of the car. The figure of a middle-aged man walked towards the Black Qing men's house with large strides.

After walking into the room, the middle-aged man pushed open the door. Looking forward, he abruptly stopped his footsteps and movements, turning his head to look at the person lying on the ground in disbelief. His mouth was agape, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

His long white hair had already been twisted into a ball, making him look like a tortoise that was moving around in the mud. Moreover, his gaze had long since lost its former fierceness, and what remained was only an incomparably dispirited and dispirited expression.

"Zhang Ling, save me!" Seeing Zhang Ling standing at the entrance, Master Xuanqing spoke with his lips moving as if he was a drowning man holding onto the last straw.

Without time to think too much, the middle-aged man at the door, who was also the Zhang Ling of Xuanqing's true self, rushed in front of Xuanqing's true body and then used both of his hands to grab Xuanqing's face. This move was called 'The Thunder Penetrating Ear', and was the best method to wake people up from their stupor during first aid.

Hm! With a muffled groan, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body trembled as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and a mouthful of purplish-red, or even somewhat blackened, blood was spat out from his mouth.

Ever since Lin Bai had attacked him with Baleful Yin Force, he had been in a state of extreme nervousness. At this moment, his ears were like thunder, and his chest shook, causing him to spit out the blood that had blocked his chest.

At this moment, he had finally calmed down and grabbed Zhang Ling's sleeves. Tears and snot ran down his face as he said in a trembling voice, "Bring me back to Dragon Tiger Mountain. I want to meet Master. I want revenge!"

Zhang Ling sighed, and without another word, he picked up Daoist Xuanqing's body and walked out.

Almost everyone who knew him knew that this old man was not a good person. All he did was to accumulate money. Apart from the fact that he was enjoying himself, he was like an iron rooster. However, Zhang Ling knew that the majority of his sect's funds all came from this old thing.

Since they were not part of the Taoism and furthermore, they were part of the country's superstition removal, so no matter what they did, it would be extremely embarrassing. Collecting money would also be a lot more difficult than before, but the cost to their own school would also be enormous.

Putting everything aside, just eating and drinking for a year wasn't a small number. Moreover, these people were people who enjoyed themselves. How could they bear such hardships? Thus, this number of people was something they didn't dare to underestimate. It was because of this that the Sect had sent people out to collect money to help the Sect run normally.

In the past, the Dragon and Tiger Sects focused on the Taoism. They were used to wandering around the world a few years ago, and the people that were sent out did not believe in their own status. They were not willing to do those despicable things, so it was difficult to earn money. Only this Xuanqing was willing to give his sect a huge sum of money every year.

Of course, this old fogey wasn't working for nothing, as his sect would also give him some benefits, such as letting him absorb some heaven and earth origin energy from the land of the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, or giving him some heavenly and earthly treasures that his sect had accumulated, or even some magical tools passed down by seniors.

To put it bluntly, it would be more appropriate to say that this Xuan Qing was not just a disciple of the Dragon Tiger Mountain branch. If not for him, then the Dragon Tiger Mountain branch would not have been able to operate so easily and would not have been able to earn that much money.

"Zhang Ling, hurry up and bring me back to Dragon Tiger Mountain. Not only was I bullied to this extent by others, but even the Star Subduing Plate that my teachers gave me was taken away by the person who plotted against me!" After Xuanqing sat in the carriage, he panted heavily as he looked at Zhang Ling beside him and spoke in a deep voice.

Zhang Ling's expression immediately changed when he heard what Daoist Master Xuan Qing said. Although it was not the same thing as Yang Gong's, it was still a legacy left behind by the previous sect masters. If it was taken away by someone else, it could be said that the dignity of their sect would be lost.

It was true that his standards were limited and he was overestimating himself, but if he was taken away by someone else, it would be disrespectful to the Dragon Tiger Sect and would also be a humiliation to the Sect of Dragon and Tiger.

A ruthless expression flashed across Zhang Ling's brows. He then turned around to look at the driver in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Drive faster. There is no need to go back. We will directly go to Dragon Tiger Mountain!"

When Daoist Master Xuan Qing heard Zhang Ling's words, the corners of his mouth curled up into a sinister smile.

Lin Bai, Ning Huayan, you two scoundrels, I will let you know how powerful I, Xuanqing, am. I will let you know that there are many things in this world that you have never seen before.