Every day the supply exceeds the demand.

Some are happy and some are sad.

The cake is only so big in total, and now Li Ping'an suddenly wants to come over and take a bite.

Of course some people don't want to.

"It's so abominable, Master, look at this elixir, it's just because of it.

The elixir we have recently refined has been kept in our hands and cannot be sold at all."

In the alchemy room, there was a white-haired old man and a young disciple sitting.

"I've seen that elixir, and it's really good."

The young disciple was very angry, "But what he did was completely destroying the market and not taking us seriously.

I have already inquired about Master, and the person who produced this elixir is Li Ping'an from Tongtian Peak.

Humph! With the cool breeze covering me, I’m so brave.”

The old man muttered: "Qingfeng has gained a good disciple."

"Master, are we just going to watch him unscrupulously occupy our market share?" The young disciple said, "Li Ping'an has always been an honest man. I suspect that his master Qingfeng is behind this matter!"

"Qingfeng?" The old man frowned slightly.

"In the early years, Master and Qingfeng had some grudges. Will she wait for an opportunity to take revenge?"

"Qingfeng is not such a stingy person. I understand her." The old man said firmly, "In addition to eating, drinking and sleeping, she will not hold anything extra in her mind."

Young disciple: "People will change. Master, let's go to Tongtian Peak and find her face to face to explain clearly."

"Looking for Qingfeng? She is not a reasonable person."

"We are not afraid of her Qingfeng even if she uses violence. Master, do you think Qingfeng is your opponent?"

The old man was silent for a moment and said: "Let's open Sanqi."

The corners of the young disciple's lips curled up slightly. The master had always been calm and conservative.

He said it was 37 to 70 cents, but it might actually be 80 to 20 cents.

Master eight, Qingfeng two.

"Let's go find Qingfeng to settle the score now!!"

The young disciple suddenly stood up.

However, when he took one look at the old man's heavy face, his heart skipped a beat.

"Could it be...could it be Qingfeng Qi, Master you three?"

The old man shook his head.

The young disciple was overjoyed again, but before he could laugh out loud.

Just listen to the old man saying slowly: "She punches three times, I punch seven times."

Young disciple:..........

The young disciple slowly sat down.

This matter needs to be discussed in the long term~

Tongtian Peak.

Li Pingan was counting the cute little spiritual stones when Runtu hurried in.

"Boss, I have your letter!"

"Oh? Who gave me the letter again?"

Take it apart and take a look: [Brother Ping'an, meeting each other is like meeting each other, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it's the day when we, the three heroes of Kyushu, have reunited for ten years]

Is it the handwriting of Jing Yu, the Three Masters of Kyushu?
Chapter completed!