Chapter 115

At the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion, the two guards' Qi training disciples saw Han Bin appear and quickly arched their hands and said, "disciple Wang Heng (Li Ji), I've seen the elder."

After the two finished speaking, they looked up and saw Han Bin's appearance. Then, their eyes became strange, and their eyes inadvertently glanced at an open space ten feet away. Han Bin frowned and looked along their eyes. There sat a middle-aged man in a black Taoist robe, with his back to himself. The man can't see his appearance, but from his breath, it can be concluded that he must be a strong man in the golden elixir period.

Han Bin's eyes stopped for a moment on the background of the middle-aged man, then patted the storage bag around his waist, and the green sword was suspended in front of him.

The two disciples stared at Han Bin, and their eyes showed surprise.

Han Bin a little green sword. The green sword emits dazzling light, and then his body jumps up and falls on the sword. Just as I wanted to leave, I heard the voice of the middle-aged man ten feet away, "Han Bin, I've been waiting for you here for a long time. Don't you come and say hello to me?"

Han Bin knew that the other party was waiting for him, because when his eyes fell on the other party, he felt a faint murderous spirit. Although the murderous spirit was very weak and could not be found without feeling carefully, he was sure that the murderous spirit appeared only at the moment he looked at him. It can be concluded that this person came for himself.

Hearing each other's questions, Han Bin can't leave, otherwise he won't give each other face. You know, the Friar's most active face, the higher his accomplishments, the more so. Han Bin moved and fell from the sword. Then he arched his hand in the direction of the young man and said, "disciple Han Bin, have you seen martial uncle."

The young man snorted coldly, turned around, looked at Han Bin and said, "is that how you talk to the supreme elder?"

His name is Deng Zucheng, one of Xiao Yuyao's suitors. He looks more than thirty years old, short, a head shorter than Han Bin. His appearance is even more ordinary and ugly, especially his eyes. Judging from his appearance alone, this man must not be a good thing.

What Deng Zucheng said just now is obviously provocative. The purpose of his coming this time is very simple. He just wants to teach Han Bin a lesson.

Han Bin frowned, his eyes became dignified and said, "Shizu, it seems that the disciple didn't offend you?"

Deng Zucheng smiled coldly, then stood up, stared at Han Bin and said, "you don't look very good and smart. Yes, I'm here to trouble you this time. You just said you didn't offend me. Then I asked you, did you go with Xiao Yuyao when you went to the Jiutian mountain competition?"

Han Bin frowned and said truthfully, "yes."

Deng Zucheng was very satisfied with Han Bin's answer. He had just thought that if Han Bin argued cunningly, he would teach the other party a lesson. Since the other party was so knowledgeable, he gave up the idea of shooting immediately and continued to ask, "let me ask you, did you hold Xiao Yuyao when you were chased and killed by several monks?"

The focus of both sentences is Xiao Yuyao. Han Bin thinks with his toes and knows that the other party is Xiao Yuyao. It is impossible for him and Xiao Yuyao to become immortal couples, let alone deal with the entanglement of suitors for Xiao Yuyao's affairs. Han Bin took a deep breath, stared at Deng Zucheng and said word by word: "martial uncle, just say what you have!"

Deng Zucheng's face sank. He just wanted to get angry, but he heard Han Bin say, "however, I can tell you for sure that there is no relationship between me and martial uncle Xiao. In that case, if I don't do it, martial uncle Xiao is very dangerous?" when he said this, he saw that the other party listened, and he was slightly relieved and continued: "If martial uncle Xiao is in danger and even dies in the hands of the other party, martial uncle doesn't want to see it! When I do this, martial uncle should not hate me, but also thank me."

Deng Zucheng was stunned when he heard these words. He was a typical friar with high accomplishments and low IQ. When Han Bin finished, he thought carefully. It seemed that Han Bin's words were also reasonable and said noncommittally: "it seems that I should really thank you for what you said. If you didn't save her, I'm afraid I'll never see you again."

Han Bin was not afraid of the other side's action, but he didn't want to kill in Tang Xuanzong. Seeing that fighting turned into friendship, he said: "martial uncle, if you really like martial uncle Xiao, you can pursue it boldly, I..."

"What are you..." Deng Zucheng asked with a frozen look in his eyes.

Han Bin smiled bitterly, smiled at himself and said, "martial uncle, I'm just a disciple in the foundation period. If you are Shizu Xiao, can you see me?"

Deng Zucheng nodded and thought for a while, then laughed and said, "you're right. Just your accomplishments and your pig waist face. Don't say whether younger martial sister Xiao can see it or not. If I were a woman, I wouldn't want you." then he walked to Han Bin and said: "Han Bin! I love what you said. I will practice hard in the future and hope to reach the golden elixir level one day."

Han Bin arched his hands and said gratefully, "thank you, martial uncle." after that, he offered his flying sword and broke the air.

Deng Zucheng saw Han Bin's departure direction, and his words echoed in his mind. The more he thought, the more satisfied he was. He even narcissized that Xiao Yuyao liked him and walked so close to Han Bin, probably to annoy him. Thinking of this, he laughed and said to the two friars practicing Qi nearby, "do you two think I'm handsome?"

Their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, which asked them how to answer. Deng Zucheng's appearance is not handsome, even if he is ugly. They only had three levels of cultivation during the Qi training period. They didn't know the way of the world long after they first came to Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. They guarded the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion for the first time, met the supreme elder Jindan for the first time, and met such a thing for the first time.

Just like this, they were confused and didn't know how to answer for a while.

When Deng Zucheng saw that they didn't answer, his face immediately became gloomy and said angrily, "what are you two thinking? Answer me quickly."

Wang Heng's mouth moved a few times, but he couldn't say a word. Seeing that Deng Zucheng's face became extremely ugly, he gritted his teeth and said obediently: "Shizu, this... That..."

Deng Zu waved his hand impatiently and said in a harsh voice, "just say what you have. I don't blame you."

Wang Heng hesitated and said, "Shizu, do you want to hear the truth or lie?"

Hearing this, Deng Zucheng's expression on his face became more angry and hated. He said, "tell me all the lies and truth. If I know you two are lying, I'll waste your cultivation and expel you from the school." he said so, but he thought, "am I too handsome? They don't know how to answer?" thinking of this, He was confused again and thought to himself, "since I am so handsome, why doesn't younger martial sister Xiao accept me? Why do you want me to wait for several years? When?"

Wang Heng saw that Deng Zucheng did not look gloomy, not like a joke. If you tell lies, you may really abolish cultivation and expel yourself from the school. Thinking of this, Wang Heng's face showed a look of death at home. He clenched his teeth and said, "Shizu, I think... I don't think you have anything to do with handsome." he said and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Li Ji, who dared not make a sound, also knelt down. He could imagine the consequences of this.

Deng Zucheng was stunned. He didn't seem to react. He said, "what are you talking about? Don't touch it. What does that mean?"

"That means you are ugly." a figure suddenly appeared beside him, turning into a dream like smoke. She lifted her clothes and giggled, looking unspeakably charming.

Deng Zucheng stared at Meng Ruyan and said, "what are you doing here?"

Mengruyan giggled and said, "I came to tell you that as long as Han Bin is still alive, you have no chance to pursue in your life. Think about it, younger martial sister, she never contacts with male friars. If she doesn't feel for Han Bin, can she let him hold it?" when she saw that Deng Zucheng didn't believe it, she pointed to Wang Heng and Li Ji, who were kneeling on the ground and said, "if you don't believe it, you can ask them."

Deng Zucheng looked at them suspiciously. Seeing that they lowered their heads, they didn't dare to speak. He was so angry that he raised his head and roared angrily: "Han Bin, you dare to rob my immortal companion. I didn't play with you." then he didn't look at the crowd. His figure suddenly flew up and went straight to the direction where Han Bin left.

Han Bin had come to the cave. Just as he wanted to open the array, he saw a streamer coming quickly. Before people arrived, Deng Zucheng's voice had spread, "Han Bin, you dare to lie to me."

Looking at this posture, Han Bin knew that the other party had doubted his words. When Deng Zucheng came to him, he said, "martial uncle, there is a misunderstanding between us."

Deng Zucheng snorted coldly, "there is no misunderstanding at all."

Han Bin's eyes coagulated, his killing intention flashed in his eyes, and said, "what do you want?"

Deng Zucheng patted his chest very manly and said, "I don't care whether there is a relationship between you and her or not. Now I'll tell you clearly that she is the woman I like. If you want to rob me, you must pass me. I don't want junior sister to find a waste." although he is not flexible, he is not stupid and knows how to annoy Han Bin. Therefore, in what I said just now, the word "waste" accentuated the tone.

Han Bin's face remained unchanged and said, "I just said that there is no relationship between us." his voice became cold. The tone of speaking with Deng Zucheng seemed not to be the attitude of predecessors and younger generations, and there was no respect in his words.

Deng Zucheng didn't pay attention to Han Bin's attitude. In his eyes, Han Bin is no longer a junior disciple, but a competitor. As soon as he bit the storage bag at his waist, he offered a seven foot long knife and made a decision on the long knife. The streamer on the long knife was loud and buzzing.

Deng Zucheng looked at Han Bin and said, "Han Bin, whether what you say is true or false, I will compete with you."

"What if I say no?" Han Bin stared at Deng Zucheng and asked word by word.

Deng Zucheng exuded a huge domineering spirit and said in a command like language: "you have no choice. Sacrifice your flying sword!"

Han Bin took a deep look at him, ignored his words and turned away.

"Death!" Deng Zucheng never spoke to a low-level friar in such a tone. Seeing Han Bin's repeated refusal to put his words in his heart, he suddenly flashed a killing intention. No matter which sect, the status of Jindan friars is important. If such a strong person kills a foundation building friar, even if the ancestors of the sect know it, they won't blame it too much. After all, the friars in the foundation period are easy to cultivate, but there are not many friars in the golden elixir period. It's not worth punishing the strong in the golden elixir period for a dead foundation monk.

Under the control of Deng Zucheng, the streamer on the long knife turned into a straight line and flew straight behind Han Bin.

Han Bin's face sank and his steps stopped. He patted the storage bag at his waist and offered a green flying sword. As soon as the flying sword appeared, the long knife came behind him. He was moved, and the green sword hit the long knife directly. The two collided together, making a loud noise, and the huge impact scattered