The old man dared not speak, and his pill and sanitary body. If he spoke, he was afraid that the pill would be used to stroking his arms and dissipate immediately. At that time, even if he did not die, his cultivation would be greatly reduced.

At this moment, he relied on the pills he had swallowed before, constantly slowing down the passage of the elixir, but the effect was so small.

A stream of spiritual energy radiated from the surface of its body, like light fog.

The young man in purple stared at Wang Lin and nodded, "I didn't expect that you are also a monk, very good. In this Ran Yunxing, if you offend the Sun family, it would be like this."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Lin waved his right hand, and the young man's body suddenly shook, his face instantly pale, and he fell to the ground.

Wang Lin did not kill him, and this person did not have much spiritual energy in his body. He still belongs to the category of mortals.

Based on Wang Lin's experience, it is naturally obvious that if this purple-clothed Qingshang was not a direct clan of a certain great supernatural cultivator, he would have the status of a powerful person among mortals. As for the old man Jiedan and the woman named Qingyi, he was obviously a master and apprentice.

But no matter what the identity of these people are, Wang Lin would not take it seriously. Ran Yunxing, he is the supreme ancestor.

The scene in front of him made Wang Ping take a deep breath and look at his father. At this moment, he suddenly realized that his father was not an ordinary monk. Just one gaze could make the old man do this, which was obviously very difficult.

Qing Yi, who was standing beside him, stared at Wang Lin and his son in a daze. After hesitating for a moment, she took two steps forward and said respectfully: "Senior, this matter is our recklessness."

Wang Lin picked up the wine pot, took a sip, but did not go to see Liu Fang.

Qing Yi bit his lower lip. When he was in a dilemma, Wang Ping smiled. He was handsome, but now he was even more handsome. Looking at Qing Yi, Wang Ping said, "Is the girl's name Qing Yi? In Wang Ping, isn't the girl a monk?"

Wang Ping's smile made Qing Yi blush and he said softly: "Yes, but Master said that if you have not reached the foundation building, you cannot call yourself a cultivator. Are you called Wang Ping? Today's matter is our fault. But "You should leave quickly, just now." Master had already crushed the jade slip for the message, and I'm afraid someone will come soon.

Wang Ping smiled slightly, not caring about this matter at all. He started to talk and laugh with Qingyi.

At this moment, suddenly, a whistling sound came from outside the restaurant, and at the same time, a strong wind blew, and the three old men suddenly walked into the restaurant.

"Master Sun!" Qing Yi hurriedly respected.

One of the three old men, with white hair and lightning eyes, and his eyes were as powerful as lightning. After entering the restaurant, his eyes swept and fell on the monk Jiedan sitting cross-legged on the ground. Then he withdrew his gaze and looked at Wang Lin and his son.

In his opinion, Wang Lin was just an ordinary person, with no spiritual power in his body. However, the young man in Liu's face made the old man's eyes narrow, and he looked carefully for a few times, and there was something strange in his eyes.

"This son has excellent talent. Although he is a mortal and vulgar body, his soul is indeed like the world, full of mighty power. Even among the monks, few people can achieve this level of cultivation of mind and nature! These two people are definitely not as simple as they seem!" The address of this site has been changed to: Xia, please log in to Yuandu.

At this moment, the monk Jiedan, who was cross-legged on his face, seemed to notice the arrival of the old man. He opened his eyes and couldn't control his pills and vent his catastrophe. He snorted mist and a large amount of mist appeared all over his body. He looked pale and said anxiously: "Uncle, it was him who harmed me, save me!" He pointed at Wang Lin suddenly.

The old man pinched his finger with his right hand, and a spiritual firing flew out at a glance, and landed on the old man's eyebrows like lightning. As soon as the seal net fell on his eyebrows, it immediately expanded rapidly. It formed a net, temporarily locking the elixir leaked from the elixir monk.

After doing all this, he looked at Wang Lin gloomyly and said, "You are so cruel to take action. Could it be that everyone in the Sun family will be bullied!"

Wang Lin didn't even look at the other person, put down the wine pot, and said calmly: "Ping'er, let's go." As he said that, he stood up and walked towards the exit of the restaurant.

Wang Ping smiled at Qingyi slightly, and the smile fell into Qingyi's eyes, causing a red glow to rise on her face and she quickly lowered her head. Wang Ping had a good impression of this girl named Qingyi, which came from the girl trying to stop her when her master took action.

After getting up, Wang Ping followed his father and walked out.

The old man snorted coldly and stepped forward to stop him. The two old men behind him were the same.

"It's not too late to leave!"

Wang Lin's eyes were plain and he took a random step forward. This step seemed simple, but it instantly fell on the minds of the three old men like a rumbling thunder. It seemed that this step was not the ground, but the minds of the three of them!

The two people behind the old man had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but their faces changed drastically, and the spiritual power in their bodies immediately moved. They subconsciously took a few steps back.

This is not a Taoist law, nor a magical power. Even in Wang Lin, there was no slight fairy power. But in the eyes of the old men and the other two, this is far beyond all the magical powers they have seen!

This is a kind of momentum, a kind of momentum that can only be revealed when it reaches the level of a generation of masters. If a person with Taoist thoughts is like a world of heaven and earth, he will be like a world of heaven and earth. He uses the power of heaven and earth as his own momentum, not to mention the three old men, even ordinary monks who have won the title cannot resist.

The old man had the highest cultivation level, and had reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection. He was in the process of experiencing the way of heaven. Half of his foot had entered the transformation of the gods. Wang Lin's aura seemed even deeper in his eyes, as if his soul had been hit by the other party's step. He looked pale and took two steps back.

Wang Lin walked past him and left the restaurant. Wang Ping followed him. Before he walked out, he looked back at Qingyi and smiled gently again.

Qingyi's face turned redder.

"This is only once, no one will be the case!" Wang Lin's voice came slowly from outside the restaurant and fell into the ears of the monks of the Sun family. It was not until a long time before they recovered, with a thick look in their eyes.

After leaving the restaurant, Wang Ping hesitated for a moment, followed his father's footsteps, and smiled and said, "Dad, do you know the Sun family?"

"I have had some origins, and my father promised to protect his clan's safety for a hundred years." Wang Lin did not hide from Wang Ping, except for the real reason for not allowing him to practice Taoism.

"That girl named Qingyi is not bad." Wang Lin looked at Wang Ping with a smile.

Wang Ping was stunned. His handsome face turned red rarely.

In the north of Qishui City, Wang Lin and his son bought a single-family large courtyard, cleaned it up, and lived here. The courtyard was very large and there were many rooms. When the owner sold the house, he left some maids and servants behind.
Chapter completed!