Just when Qin Lan was about to go back to rest, the young man stood in front of Qin Lan again.

"I just told you not to talk to people on the first floor. You are still so close to that girl. Now I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the Pavilion Master!"

After saying that, the young man took out the cane stick on his back and struck it on Qin Lan's head.

Qin Lan faced the young man's attack without moving her body. She raised her arms to block the two cane sticks. She only heard a "pop" sound and the cane sticks broke Qin Lan's forearm without leaving any mark.

There's no red at all, it's like being drawn on a stone

The young man's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously took a step back, feeling cold in his heart. He stared at Qin Lan closely, for fear of his next move.

Qin Lan just sighed softly. There was no anger in his eyes, but only pity and sadness.

How could a monk in the early stage of the fourth stage hurt a strong man in the middle stage of the seventh stage?

But what makes Qin Lan sad is not this, but the young man's self-awareness of being a slut without the supervision of others.

As if he understood the pity in Qin Lan's eyes, the young man felt as if he had been greatly humiliated. His dark face turned red, and his momentum spread, attracting countless people on this floor to pay attention and come over to see who was unlucky.

Egg pissed off the manager

"A despicable person like you who doesn't understand dignity will embarrass me, Fengyun Pavilion, if you go out. Instead of doing this, it's better for me to teach you a painful lesson now, so that others won't laugh at me, Fengyun Pavilion!"

Qin Lan's face darkened when he heard the young man in front of him open and close his mouth to talk about Fengyun Pavilion. He immediately stopped being polite and his tone became colder, saying: "The real Fengyun Pavilion is not like this. Stop talking about Fengyun Pavilion."

!For a useless person like you, Fengyun Pavilion will not want you even if you practice for another hundred years."

"you wanna die!"

Qin Lan's words seemed to hit a sore spot in the young man's heart. He was mediocre in talent and could not even be selected for the current Fengyun Pavilion. When Elder Yang Lu came to their village to select people, his father knelt on the ground and begged Yang Lu to accept him.

down,

That's why he redoubled his efforts on the first level, helping Pavilion Master Qin An and Elder Yang Lu with everything. Finally, he got the approval of Elder Yang Lu and let him manage the newcomers on the first level.

But it’s not anyone else’s turn to discuss this!

There was a killing intent in the young man's eyes, and he gathered all his spiritual power in his hands and slapped Qin Lan fiercely.

"Big Wave Hand!"

The spiritual power rises and falls like the waves of the sea, surging and attacking Qin Lan one after another. In the eyes of others, these attacks are extremely fierce. Some people even thought after seeing it that they could not be enemies with the leader in the future.

But in Qin Lan's eyes, it's like the waves of the river. You can take a shower, but if you want to wash him away, it's a hundred years too early!

Qin Lan only stretched out his right hand, holding the five fingers into claws, like holding a flower and playing in the water, and grasped the young man's palm firmly in his hand.

The young man's face changed drastically, and he struggled to pull his hand back, but Qin Lan's hand grabbed him tightly like an iron claw, making him unable to move even with all his strength.

Then, under the shocked eyes of the people around him, Qin Lan grabbed the young man's hand and threw him to the ground, breaking his forearm along the way.

"Bang"

A shallow pit was made on the ground, and the young man took in a sharp breath in pain. As a result, the dust stirred up quickly entered his cavity. As a result, the young man coughed more violently, and finally the blood flowed uncontrollably.

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Control overflows from the corners of the mouth

Qin Lan glanced at the people watching around him, his eyes were like lightning, and everyone was as silent as a chill. No one dared to look at her.

"Listen to me!"

Seeing the cowering look of this group of people who called themselves Fengyun Pavilion, Qin Lan became angry for a moment and shouted:

"Practitioners cultivate themselves and establish their lives. Since they are born between heaven and earth, there is absolutely no reason to rely on others! You are so obedient today, but do you still remember the original intention of cultivating at that time!? Since you can live in peace in these acres of land and indulge in

The vanity of the past, what’s the difference between you alive and dead!”

Qin Lan's voice was like thunder, resounding in all directions. Everyone who heard Qin Lan's voice was shocked. They all looked confused, fell into deep thought, and all thought of the same question.

What are you doing here?

Are they specialized in farming? No, they are here to practice!

Someone suddenly woke up, bowed to Qin Lan from afar, and flew away without looking back. This was the first precedent, followed by the second, third, and dozens of figures flying away in all directions. However,

After a while, the originally lively first floor became deserted.

I hope you can find your own way

Qin Lan silently blessed her in her heart, ignoring the young man lying on the ground like a dead dog. After saying a few words, she turned around and went back to the house.

"I'm just giving you a small warning this time. If you bother me again, it won't be as simple as breaking your muscles and bones!"

The young man who fell in the dust looked ashen and stared blankly at the sky.

Maybe even if he gives him a lifetime, he still won't be able to figure out why the inferior and useless person in his eyes can easily defeat him.

The departure of a large number of monks on the first floor did not attract much attention from Qin An, or in other words, he never cared about their life or death.

Qin An was lying alone on the bed, waiting for dawn, waiting for the opportunity to take action against Ye Xiaoxiao

The next day, Ye Xiaoxiao came to Qin Lan's residence early in the morning to wake up Qin Lan. Then the two of them came to the pavilion and rode towards the nearest port with Tai'an and Yang Lu.

Because the distance between Yuzhou and Jiangzhou takes at least five days by land, but it takes less than two days by water.

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't have that much time, so he chose the water route without hesitation. The Canglan River, which originated from Qingzhou in the northwest of Ganzhou, almost ran through the entire Daxia Dynasty and flowed into the East China Sea. Following the river, you can reach the Canglan River directly.

Jiangzhou, the most downstream

Within half a day, a few people came to Ganzhou, had a simple lunch, and arrived at the port.

On the bank of the surging Canglan River, several old fishermen wearing bamboo hats were chatting happily, laughing happily from time to time, not caring whether the laughter would frighten the fish they were about to catch.

run.

There are several fishing boats parked next to it, which are usually the choice of people who want to cross the Canglan River.

Next to the small fishing boats, there are several large and luxurious boats, covering up the thin body of the small boats and protecting them from wind and rain.

There are crowds of people in the port. Some people lean on the railing and look back at their hometown. Some people are full of ambition and climb up to look far away.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaoxiao was more anxious and anxious to go home.

"Qin... Pavilion Master An, which ship should we take?"

Ye Xiaoxiao wanted to ask Qin Lan at first, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she noticed Qin An next to her. She thought that after all, if she wanted to ask for help, it would be better to ask first and respect Qin An's opinion.

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"I think that's a good ship."

Qin An pointed to the huge building ship that towered into the clouds and said: "My trip to Fengyun Pavilion cannot be too simple. It just so happens that you, Xiaoxiao, are also traveling together, so we will board this largest building ship."

Ye Xiaoxiao was just about to agree, when a skinny boy in his teenage years walked over from the side supporting a trembling old man in ragged clothes.

Qin An frowned in disgust and quickly made way for the two of them as if avoiding the god of plague.

The old man smiled gratefully at Qin An and then walked towards an ordinary fishing boat.

"Boatman, we two want to take a boat trip, how much does it cost?"

The old man coughed as he spoke, and spittle splashed from his mouth. The boatman took two steps back in disgust and said with a sour face: "Two thousand silver coins for two people."

When the young man heard this astronomical figure, he immediately became anxious and said, "Why don't you go grab the money? You want so much!"

The boatman looked at the poor appearance of the two people, and gave a look of contempt in return, saying: "If you have money, get on the boat, if you don't have money, get out! There are so many people crossing the river today, and what I want is even less! Go, go, go,

Don’t delay my business!”

The young man still wanted to argue, but the old man pulled his clothes from behind and stopped him.

Then, with a sincere look on his face, the old man took out a few scattered banknotes from his pocket and said:

"Boatman, look, I really only have more than a thousand silver coins left here. This is all my savings in the past six months. In order to send my grandson, who has passed the Taiji Sect selection, to practice in Qingzhou, please do me a favor and let us do it."

Come on board..."

As the old man was about to bow to the boatman, the young man supported the old man, his young face full of stubbornness, and said:

"If you don't want to sit, you won't sit. I still don't believe there is no other boatman willing to take us!"

The boatman was unmoved by the old man's words. When he heard the young man's words, he suddenly became excited and said bitterly: "I have seen many people like you, and they all ask me to show kindness. Who will pity me?"

After that, the merchant pulled the young man and the old man forward like flies. The old man didn't pay attention and fell to the ground with the young man.

Ye Xiaoxiao, who had been raised by her grandfather since her parents left home when she was young, saw the old man lying on the ground in a mess. She could no longer sit back and ignore it. She stood up and pulled the old man up, with a rare look of sullenness on her pretty face.

color, way:

"If you don't pull me, what's wrong with you?"

The boatman glanced sideways at Ye Xiaoxiao, snorted coldly, and said: "I have seen people like you a lot. It hurts to stand and talk. If you have the ability, you paid for the tickets for the two of them, and I still have to praise you."

Ancestors!”

Ye Xiaoxiao was so angry at these words that her chest heaved. She took a deep breath, with a touch of determination on her face. She took out all the banknotes in her pocket and threw them at the boatman, and shouted: "The two of them have their own money."

I've paid for the boat, please check carefully how much it is and whether it's enough!"

The boatman's face had already blossomed the moment Ye Xiaoxiao took out the money. He squatted down and hurriedly picked up the money on the ground. When he raised his head again, his face had changed into a complimenting smile, and he said

The old man smiled and said: "In that case, everything is easy to talk about. Please come on board."

The old man suddenly felt flattered and thanked Ye Xiaoxiao repeatedly.

"Old man, don't be like this, get on the boat quickly"

Ye Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to support the old man, not caring about the stains on his body, and then helped the old man board the boat with the young man.

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Chapter completed!