The monks present were frightened by Zhang Shiping's cold snorting containing magic power. Everyone was silent. After seeing Zhang Shiping, the cultivator in the blue clothes turned pale. He heard Zhang Shiping's spiritual sense transmitting, and then he was stunned, then he quickly walked out of the crowd.

Seeing the back of the monk in black robe in front of him, the woman in blue screamed and screamed in her heart. She quickly followed Zhang Shiping. Zhang Shiping took a step and she followed him.

The monks present, seeing that there was no excitement, dispersed in an uproar.

"What else can I see? Why don't I go home?" The cultivator in yellow said angrily when he saw Deng Hande's eyes coming out of the corner of his eyes. He looked at the direction where Zhang Hengyi left.

"Madam, calm down, calm down!" Deng Hande quickly took back his light, walked to Tie Suxin's side, patted her back lightly, and helped her to calm down.

At the same time, Deng Hande said to his wife in an inaudible voice, "That person should be the foundation-building senior of the Zhang family just now. Don't be too impulsive, madam!"

"I understand, why don't you leave now!" Yang Tiexin said in a low voice to her husband.

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"Tell me, what's going on?" In the backyard of the Zhang family's shop, Zhang Shiping sat on a sandalwood master chair, looking at Zhang Hengyi, a female cultivator standing in front of her, and Zhang Shikai, the shopkeeper.

"Second Elder, I..." Zhang Hengyi looked panicked.

"I didn't ask you to say, give me some peace. Shihe knows about Hengyi's incident, how could she make such a mess? In public, I'm so ignorant, do you want to throw away all the faces of our Zhang family?" Zhang Shiping said angrily, slapped the armrest of the Grand Master's chair.

When Zhang Shiping slapped, the solid wood guards were like tofu, shattered into large pieces of wood scraps. Zhang Hengyi was a very talented descendant of the Zhang family's "Heng" generation. She was a descendant of the Zhang family's eldest elder Zhang Huaiyu, and a great-grandson generation!

If a woman in the Zhang family does not have spiritual roots, there is no requirement for naming her name. It is okay to choose according to her generation. It doesn’t matter if she does not follow her generation. However, if she has spiritual roots, she must be named according to the Zhang family’s generation ranking.

"Reply to the Second Elder, I was negligent about Heng Yi!" Zhang Shikai lowered his head, looking bitter! In fact, he had known about Heng Yi for a long time, and he also talked about Heng Yi several times, but she didn't know what medicine she had taken, and insisted on marrying Deng Hande, a middle-aged man who had already married. You must know that this person is already forty-three years old, twenty years taller than her.

Deng Qidao, the elder of the Deng family, is an old man with five long beards. His cultivation is on the sixth level of foundation building, a little higher than Zhang Shiping. However, the other party is already very old and has basically no hope. At most, he can only break through to the seventh level of foundation building. Zhang Shiping met him once a few months ago, but he didn't expect that the other party's tribe members would have such a relationship with his juniors!

If it is passed to the sect, wouldn’t he lose all his face in front of these foundation-building brothers? Even if the other party doesn’t say in front of him, he will point fingers behind him. When he thinks of this, Zhang Shiping’s face becomes even more pale.

Just now, Zhang Shiping also heard the conversation between the monks nearby and learned from it that the other party had obviously married a wife, and that the other party was afraid that his son would be as old as Heng Yi. Even though he knew Heng Yi's intentions, he neither explained nor refused. Zhang Shiping looked down on such ghosts and monsters!

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This also made them know that they had left Zhengyang Sect and went to Zhangguo to perform missions. On the one hand, they also made them more careful!

Zhang Shiping thought all the way, looked up and saw a banner outside a pavilion. The wind blew the banner, and a bronze three-legged round bottom furnace was tattooed on it.

He walked about ten steps, looked up at the plaque on the door, which had the words "Yuyuju" written on it. A young man in a long gown at the door was sending the guest out. When he saw Zhang Shiping, he saw that he was familiar with him, he thought about it in his mind. Then he suddenly realized that he had a look of joy on his face and said respectfully to Zhang Shiping: "Senior Zhang, please come in quickly."

Zhang Shiping looked at the young man in front of him. He looked a little unfamiliar with him. He didn't know him, but he didn't expect that he would be recognized all of a sudden. Zhang Shiping's face was slightly dark. He didn't think he had such a big name!
Chapter completed!