Sister Gu talked about Mei Niang about Qian Yiqun, and said with great sincerity, "I know, I may have offended the Taoist priest when I first met. But at that time, Mei Xianglou was about to become an ordinary brothel. I was really ashamed of my master, so I acted more extreme."

"A moment and one state, one can realize that the present is right but not yesterday is the benefit of cultivation." Qian Yiqun said with a smile.

Sister Gu kept his head and said, "What the Taoist priest said is very true. It was only after listening to the Taoist priest's words that I decided to give it up. How could I know it was not a big deal?"

"My mother Gu is in a good mood." Qian Yiqun sincerely praised this time, "I am willing to give up. Ordinary people think that only by giving up can you get it, but in fact, 'giving' means 'gain'." He stretched out his punch and said, "I can't take anything with me in this way, but once I let go..." Qian Yiqun spread his hands, turned his fist into a palm, and stared at Sister Gu.

Sister Gu, as if she had realized something, she would be lucky and retired.

Qian Yiqun looked back and picked up the tea, took a sip.

"That gesture means five taels a night?" Qian Yiqun said carelessly next to him.

Qian Yiqun heard his voice tenderly, and then looked at his face as yellow, obviously using some low-level disguise technique. Although it did effectively protect his true identity, this kind of appearance can easily make people feel disgusted when walking around the world.

For example now.

Qian Yiqun picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Hey, Taoist, I'm talking to you!" the man shouted.

Qian Yiqun was not interested in even glance at him. He reached out and turned the fish basket on his waist to the side and flicked it gently.

"Ha, are you fishing?" the young man shouted.

"Call your master." Qian Yiqun said lightly.

"Sir? I am an adult!" The child stood in front of Qian Yiqun carelessly, pressed his hand on his waist and looked like a young man from the world.

Qian Yiqun snorted from his nose and said, "Will ten years later?"

"Hey! You've heard that a soldier can be killed and not humiliated! Do you dare to compete with me?" The young man's face was flushed.

"I dare not," Qian Yiqun shook his head slightly, "I will save my face."

"Hahaha, I'll admit defeat!"

"It's a bit taboo to kill people at this time." Qian Yiqun continued to say calmly.

The young Jianghu Haoke pulled out his sword and pointed the tip of Qian Yiqun's nose: "You are so proud of you when you talk to you, but you dare to humiliate me! You are not even as good as the girls here!"

"They are 'speps,' not ji girls." Qian Yiqun stretched out his finger and pointed it on the tip of the sword. "Taoist, I will retaliate. If you let me burst with blood, I will let this blood drown you."

Qian Yiqun raised his voice, which immediately attracted many onlookers around him.

The Confucian scholars saw Qian Yiqun holding the sword with one finger, and they all praised him for his master's skillful methods.

The tourists from the martial arts world looked at the fish basket on Qian Yiqun's waist, and recalled the stories from Yangzhou, and sucked in a lot of cold air. After listening to Qian Yiqun's murderous announcement, no one dared to come out and drift the muddy water.

"Hahaha, Nephew Liao, are you offering treasures?" A rough voice sounded from the tourists from the world, and an old man with strong beard and big eyes stood up.

The old man was about sixty years old, full of energy and spirit, his temples were high and bulging, and his flesh and palms were as continuous as a woman. He was obviously a master of internal martial arts.

"Your Longquan sword is indeed one of the rare fine products, but in the eyes of the kind master, it is probably nothing." The old man stood up and walked towards Qian Yiqun, bowing, "Old Yuhang Zeng Kequan, and people in the martial arts world are called lion heads."

When Qian Yiqun saw that the other party was an old man, he stood up and saluted, "A kind man, I have seen the teacher." He looked at the old man's appearance again, and he had a round head, a beard on his face, a beard on his nose, and a round nose. He really looked like a lion's head.

But it's more like the lion's head in Huaiyang cuisine.

"I heard that the Taoist priest is a god in the sword, and the peerless fairy sword hidden in it, so why not let many friends open their eyes?" Zeng Kequan said with a smile.

Qian Yiqun smiled and said, "The teacher has achieved the goal of resolute juniors. Let's give up this kind of unhappy request."

Zeng Kequan laughed dryly, found a step for himself, and said, "The Taoist priest is so quick to speak, haha, hahaha... By the way, Nephew Liao Xian, why didn't you see your father?"

"Hmph." The young man surnamed Liao put away his sword and sneered at Qian Yiqun, which scared Zeng Kequan so much that he was covered in cold sweat. He changed into a polite tone and said, "My father is talking to the master here behind, and I think he is coming out soon."

When Xu Fo saw someone coming forward to resolve the embarrassment, he asked someone to go to the back to invite Li Zhenli out. After all, these guests were invited by Li Zhenli, so she really couldn't go up and say something. Besides, she couldn't go up and help outsiders persuade Qian Yiqun to calm down and restrain herself.

People have different relatives and distant personalities, which is a rule that the ritual society must follow.

Li Zhenli came out soon after receiving the letter.

With the rapid rise of kind people and reputation, Li Zhenli was unable to accept it as calmly as Xu Fo. This may be because of her age, and she is always a little unwilling to accept it.

Moreover, she couldn't forget the situation when she first met Qian Yiqun.

The kind-hearted man at that time was just a very unkind young man.

"Master, this is Liao Desheng, Teacher Liao, who is famous in the martial arts world in Jiangnan." Li Zhenli stepped forward to introduce the middle-aged man following her, and a smile obviously appeared on her face, which was considered a special respect for Qian Yiqun.

The martial arts people who come and go often know that the Li Mother of Qihong Xiaozhu will not laugh when she sees the Heavenly King.

Qian Yiqun responded, nodded to the middle-aged man, and asked, "Well, when will the selection start?"

In terms of ordinary etiquette, when the two met for the first time, they first introduced people with low status to people with high status. Liao Desheng was over 40 years old and was first introduced to Qian Yiqun, a young man in his twenties, who felt that he had his old face. Unexpectedly, they didn't take him seriously at all and did not give Li Zhenli the chance to continue introducing him to each other.

As soon as he thought of this, Liao Desheng couldn't help but feel a little angry and pulled his son away with a stern face.

"Start immediately." Li Zhenli replied, approaching Qian Yiqun slightly, exhaling like orchid, and whispered, "Does the Taoist priest not give me any face?"

"It's very good to give you face," Qian Yiqun smiled, "or else you must strip the guy's clothes and press it on the ground and beat it up."

"What did you say!" Liao Shaoxia just walked away two steps when he heard the rumor behind him speak wildly, and turned around and said angrily.

How could such a boy understand the polishing that Qian Yiqun had experienced? He continued to say to Li Zhenli: "Start quickly. We will rush back to dinner tonight."

Li Zhenli pursed her lips helplessly and frowned slightly. Qian Yiqun couldn't help but smile and almost reached out to pinch her hands, but she felt that she was too frivolous and didn't take action.

Xu Fo was already scared to see it.

If she was asked to use one word to describe Qian Yiqun, she would probably say: "It seems generous."

It seems to mean, it looks like it, but in fact... ahem.

Xu Fo said loudly: "Today is a grand event for me to select the owner of the Yiying Building. Thank you for your visit."

After the opening remarks, everyone here gradually became quiet.

Xu Fo stood in the middle of the group table and took care of every seat on all sides, so that no one could feel neglected. This was like practicing a peerless magical skill.

She said: "I remember that the master of Yinglou should be based on talent, appearance, virtue, and ability. Among them, talent, appearance, and virtue are the basis for entry. Therefore, today, in front of many fellow and friends, only "capable" is the basis. However, my disciples are still young, and I am afraid that their moves are shallow and cannot be seen by the Fang family. Please forgive me if you are sorry."

Everyone laughed and said, "Xu Ma**'s daughter must be amazing."

Someone said, "Even if it's not very good, we dare not bully the new poster."

Qian Yiqun frowned slightly after hearing this. Is it because of the reopening of the ancestor's temple? Isn't it a brothel model again? It turns out that habits are hard to change.

This is indeed a difference in thinking.

Any sect always has its own industry. Even the Sanshan Talisman Sect Altar has a looming customer group and market circle in addition to the temple fields. If you really rely on those acres of mountain fields and have no monthly incense from wealthy families, you may not even be able to light a candle.

Xu Fo and others always felt that even if the temple was reopened, they still needed more rewards and support from friends in the world and could not be offended. Although they also betrayed the information in the world, they were secretly making business and never dared to make a statement.

In the novel, everyone has concerns and needs, so they will not retaliate against these intelligence brokers with extreme means.

In fact, most of the people in the world are not rational people. They think that if you harm them, they will not care about so many messy relationships and will always vent their anger first. Moreover, such people are often not strong, but they are like dog skin plaster, which is simply disgusting people, and are natural enemies of opening the door to do business.

So in the eyes of these spectators, the so-called Yiyinglou is just a gimmick created by Xu, Li and Gu, and it is still a singing and dancing venue, and a song and a song.

Qian Yiqun was worried that they would be looked down upon, but in fact, they were always looked up against by others?

The open space where the large-scale singing and dancing was originally changed to a ring wrapped around hydrangeas. Women in different colors of clothes came forward one after another, signed up for themselves, and competed with their classmates.

Among them, there are a few who have opened the spiritual aggregates, and they are still a few of them, and they lack the understanding of sword intent. Yang Ai, Gu Meiniang and Li Zhenli took turns to appear and won one after another, which made the eyes of the people below lit up.

Qian Yiqun saw that they had used the "Flower Bloom Four Seasons Formation" or played guest roles, he couldn't help but smile. Xu Fo also substituted this sword formation, and after watching it, he couldn't help but think: It turns out that if this sword formation is opened, it is much more intelligent than the sword technique we have taught. I couldn't come back to teach it. I'm so old and ugly.

Just fighting with the sisters, the magic of the sword technique of the Flowers Blooming Four Seasons is only practical. After seeing it, many famous swordsmans only think that the Yiyinglou family has two similar sword techniques.

Until Li Zhenli faced Gu Meiniang, one was shining with the sun, the hot and ruthless, and the other was the miserable autumn wind, and the hearts were full of sadness. The two were like butterflies among flowers, dancing gracefully. They fought dozens of moves, but the sword had never collided, but the sword intent was already flowing everywhere. Even those who did not know the sword technique were infected by the sword intent, and their body and mind were taken away, and they were reluctant to blink.

"Good dance!" A sudden cheer broke the situation inspired by the battle between the two on the ring, attracting everyone's dissatisfaction.
Chapter completed!