Chapter 930

Old Ping and Chen daoxuan were old friends. Naturally, he recognized Chen Ziyang's real identity. Originally, he owed Chen daoxuan a favor. Therefore, even if the descendant of Tianshi Taoism practiced evil skills, he let him go.

After all, although pinglao has been in seclusion for a long time, he has no longer paid attention to the ups and downs of the Chinese martial arts circle.

But he also had some understanding of Chen Ziyang. In his opinion, Chen Ziyang's cultivation talent was not under Chen daoxuan. Before he was 30 years old, he would be able to enter the realm of practicing Dharma.

This son is pure and good in character, and has an excellent temperament of being close to Taoism. In his opinion, this son will be able to resist the heavy burden of Chinese Taoism in the future, and his achievements will be limitless.

Before Tairan was born, the younger generation, together with Xie Jiajian maniac, Yin Jiawu maniac and Huajia army God, was called the four greatest Tianjiao.

However, he could not have imagined that such an excellent young man in his eyes would be willing to degenerate. He not only practiced the "formula of swallowing the Dharma and seizing the yuan" which was banned by the Taoist and Legalist circles, but also hurt the innocent.

Today's successors of the Heavenly Master and Taoism are no longer different from evil spirits.

"Chen daoxuan! You must give me an account of this matter in any case! "

His face was gloomy, and as soon as he opened the door, he noticed something was wrong.

"This is The power of technique

As soon as ping Lao's face changed, he stepped into the bedroom in an instant.

"Mr. Ping, how did you come back? I'm starving to death! " Yin Qingxue, who was holding the jade talisman made of golden glaze jade, was dissatisfied.

With a stiff look on his face, he immediately showed shame and bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, miss. It's old man who delayed..."

However, before pinglao's words were finished, he reacted in an instant, but he said nervously: "miss! This jade talisman is a magic weapon. If it is dangerous, give it to the old man! "

"Magic weapon? Is such a beautiful jade pendant a magic weapon? Mr. Ping, are you trying to cheat me Yin Qingxue looked at her housekeeper suspiciously, but she didn't believe her.

The current leader of Taiji, his tears were almost falling out, "my little ancestor! Why should I lie to you! It is really a magic weapon! Where on earth did you get it? "

Seeing pinglao's appearance doesn't seem like a joke, Yin Qingxue is also a little nervous. She points to Meng ran, who is unconscious in bed, and mutters:

"it's on him."

Although she said so, the eldest lady of Yin's family was holding the jade Fu tightly in her palm, which made me look proud and charming.

"Is this boy's? No wonder, no wonder. After all, he is still a Dharma practitioner. It's not surprising that he can make this thing. "

Ping Lao stroked his snow-white beard, and suddenly realized the truth.

"What Dharma practitioners? What are you murmuring about, Mr. Ping Rubbing her precious jade pendant, the beautiful girl blinked her beautiful eyes and did not understand.

He didn't explain anything, but said with a straight face: "Miss, it's a magic weapon made of gold, glass and jade. It's priceless in today's society. You'd better give it back to others."

However, as soon as this was said, the girl immediately pinched her waist with her hands and looked as if she was totally different from her housekeeper. She said angrily:

"this is what he gave me! He just acquiesced! Besides, I'm the one who saved her life. Shouldn't I take something from him? "

"Acquiescence..."

The old man, who was well aware of his young lady's banditry nature, was defeated immediately and said without conscience: "Miss, you say it is! If the boy doesn't agree, I will fight until he agrees! "

Yin Qingxue hums happily: "this is still about the same."

After that, the old and the young left the bedroom together.

Just at the moment when the door was closed, the young man in a coma on the bed trembled slightly and whispered a name that he had missed for thousands of years:

"a Xue..."