Looking at Lin Ning's speechless eyes, the old and the young gradually came back to their senses, with a hint of embarrassment, but the outstretched hand did not withdraw it.

It is related to the ancestors' overlords' magic weapon, and the Imperial City Department will never give up.

The Overlord Bow is just a useful magic weapon in the hands of outsiders.

But for the successor of the Overlord who practiced the "Old King's Divine Art of Carrying the Tripod", the Overlord Bow contains the supreme arrow left by the Overlord, and can kill the Grandmaster, or even the Peak Grandmaster.

This kind of magic weapon, the Imperial City Department will never give up!

Huang Honger, who was standing beside him, stomping her feet angrily, repeatedly scolding Lin Ning with her beautiful eyes: Why are you so stupid? Why do you admit it?

However, Jiang Taixu and Wu Yuan looked at Lin Ning with great appreciation. Qingyun Village had actually reached or even vaguely surpassed the strength of Tianjian Mountain at the time. Of course, they did not know that Hou Wanqian had taken the last half step.

But if there is a clerk who is in charge of the supreme master, he will be too arrogant if he acts with scruples.

Since the Overlord Bow is in the hands of Qingyunzhai, it will appear sooner or later. Denial at this time will lead to anger and contempt in the future, which will make the Imperial City Department even more unfavorable.

Xiang Ping looked at Lin Ning with slender eyes and asked in a deep voice: "What can I do to return my ancestor's divine weapon?"

Lin Ning said: "Your Excellency must figure out one thing. No matter whether the bow is a tyrant bow or not, it is not obtained from the Imperial City Department. Therefore, our Qingyun Village does not owe you anything."

Xiang Ping suppressed his anger and said word by word: "The King's Bow is the divine weapon of the ancestor Chu King. In your hands, it owes us."

Lin Ning turned his head to look at Huang Hong'er and said, "I heard that the Overlord Bow was not created by Chu Overlord, but before him, how many masters were there?"

Huang Hong'er's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she nodded repeatedly, "It is precisely this principle that King Chu still grabbed this divine bow from others, but among the masters of the Bully Bow, he was the strongest, so later generations have used the Bully Bow as the name of the Dully Bow."

Lin Ning turned around and laughed: "If the descendants of the Master of the Divine Bow before the Overlord also came to ask for it, would you give it?"

Xiang Ping sternly said: "Who dares?!"

Lin Ning lowered his smile and said slowly, "So, it is the question of who is stronger and weak. If Prince Huang comes in person today, Qingyun Village will certainly offer a magic bow and a good tea to entertain you immediately. If you come with courtesy, explain the reason. My Qingyun Village is not very powerful and good at shooting, so what if you give it to you? But you come with force and are aggressive. If my Qingyun Village offers magic weapons, how can you be in the world?"

Xiang Ping's face changed repeatedly, and when he heard this, he said in a deep voice: "Who in the world dares to say that you are copying this matter? I will kill him personally!"

Lin Ning laughed and said, "After all, you still look down on me in Qingyun Village. If someone in the world slanders me for no reason, why should you, the little overlord of Jiangdong, take action? Are you better than us?"

Xiang Ping said furiously: "You can try it!"

Lin Ning smiled and said, "This is my method, or the same thing. If Prince Sihuang of the Imperial City comes in person, no matter whether the Divine Bow is yours or not, the clerk will definitely be offered. I think that when I come, although the rivers and lakes are big, no one will laugh at me for the lack of courage in Qingyun Village. But if you still come to ask for it, let's compete in martial arts first..." As he said, Lin Ning pointed to Tian Wuniang who had been standing with a sword for a long time and said, "Here, that's my wife, and the lord of Qingyun Village. I am at most a military advisor. As long as you think you are better than my wife in martial arts, you can come and get the Divine Bow back. Of course, if you feel that you don't have this hope in this life, you can also let the Imperial City change someone to compete. Once I say something, it will be like white dye soap, and it will remain unchanged for life."

When Xiang Ping heard this, he slowly raised his head and was about to agree. However, the old man beside him had anger in his turbid old eyes. He looked at Lin Ning and said, "What a vicious boy!"

He didn't notice it for a moment, but he didn't expect Lin Ning to dig such a big deep pit.

In his opinion, Lin Ning's vicious intentions were outrageous, because Lin Ning actually wanted to shake Xiang Ping's martial arts heart!

Tian Wuniang's swordsmanship is so high that he is vaguely struggling. Although Xiang Ping is a peerless genius who is hard to see in the Xiang royal family for a century, it seems that he is still quite far from Tian Wuniang.

Lin Ning's appointment with this matter will bring great pressure to Xiang Ping.

There will always be people who force him, including the Xiang clan and the Imperial City Division.

And as long as he can never defeat Tian Wuniang, his martial arts mind will always be covered in dust.

This is absolutely unacceptable to the old man.

But Lin Ningqi said, "Old man, what you said is boring. Your little overlord in Jiangdong is destined to be the Prince of Huang. We are a small village. In order to resolve the misunderstandings between the two families, we are willing to become the whetstone of the future martial arts saint. If you don't praise me, you'd even say such words? Although my wife's martial arts skills are high, it's almost over here. Are you worried that your little overlord can only be arrogant, but even a weak woman outside can't compare to? Then what kind of martial arts saint should he become in the future? You... I really don't understand, what kind of martial arts saint is you thinking?"

The old man snorted coldly and was about to refute, but when Xiang Ping raised his chin high, he said word by word as if he had made a great oath of life: "Okay, the ancestor's King's Bow will be temporarily stored here. I, Xiang Ping, swore that within ten years, I will come to get the God's Bow in person. I am the little King of Jiangdong, how can I be blocked by a woman? In addition, on that day, I will not kill you, but will let you lead my horse and kick off my boots and pour tea!"

Looking at Xiang Ping with a rooster, Lin Ning waved his hand to stop Tian Wuniang who was angry and smiled and said, "The strong prey on the weak is the way of heaven. I have ordinary martial arts skills in this life, so I can only hide behind my wife for protection. If you really defeat my wife, I can only do a servant's job, and I hope that that day will come later."

When Xiang Ping heard this, he laughed and said, "You can't help but!"

Lin Ning shook his head and said, "Of course, if you come tomorrow, you will find a few peak masters and join me to cover up my village, and I will accept it."

When Xiang Ping heard this, he seemed to be humiliated and said furiously: "Fuck! How dare the little thief insult me ​​like this?"

Lin Ning smiled, bowed and said, "Of course, little bastard doesn't, but other people who care about you are afraid that you can't bear this pressure..."

Xiang Ping was stunned when he heard this and sneered: "You don't have to deliberately provoke me. Since I made a vow, there will be no one in the Imperial City Department. If someone really wants to ruin my martial arts intentions, at worst, when he kills you, I will kill him again. Do you want me to guarantee you thoroughly, may I think I am a fool?"

Lin Ning shook his head repeatedly and said, "There is no such intention, no such intention..." He only looked on his face, but he was extremely regretful, obviously because he was right and wrong.

Seeing him like this, Xiang Ping smiled angrily and pointed at Lin Ning and said, "Wait, sooner or later, you are so mean and have no place to use it."

After saying that, he turned around and strode away.

After the two of them left, everyone was quiet for a moment, and it was the first Bodhisattva of Xingyue who sighed and said, "How complicated are the intrigues and deceptions in the world? With the talent of a man of a genius, if it were not for the delay of such disputes, he would have been able to write many colorful articles and poems that passed down from generation to generation."

Lin Ning laughed and said, "I argued several times, but the Bodhisattva just didn't believe it. Those poems were really not written by me."

The Star Moon Bodhisattva knew that he was going to talk about the so-called heavenly beings again. After shaking his head slightly, he floated to the back of the mountain village without a trace of the aura of the world, like Chang'e flying to the moon.

Many mountain people watching from afar couldn't help but kneel down to worship, thinking that it was the true Bodhisattva who came to the world.

However, Lin Ning was very displeased when he saw it, but on the contrary he still had a slight worry.

This Xingyue Bodhisattva is so high that he is probably the closest person to the Martial Saint in this world.

Otherwise, the sound of the flute before would not have made the true master of the Imperial City Department have no power to resist.

Moreover, this Xingyue Bodhisattva has a terrible popularity. Although he is compassionate, he is close to the compassion of a saint.

Even if you still have feelings for Huangjue, you only need Huangjue to survive and not do evil.

As for what kind of thoughts Huang Jue thought in his heart, whether life is worse than death, it is not within her consideration.

Every day, she just asks the monks around her how the situation of Huangjue is.

After confirming that he is still alive, he will stop talking.

The way of a saint is really terrible.

...

"Little Langjun, you are really good at calculating..."

In Mo Zhuyuan, Huang Honger, who already thought he was his family, didn't know what to be polite. After following Lin Ning and his wife back to the house, she said in an unpredictable tone.

Lin Ning said, "In terms of the depth of scheming, I may not defeat you."

Huang Honger said annoyedly: "I originally thought I was smart. I have been walking in the world for many years and have seen many people of all kinds. The old fox, who is scheming and unpredictable, has also seen many, but it is not difficult to deal with such people as long as I control my greed. But when I get to the little husband, I don't know if I have already unknowingly gotten into your condom or put it on myself..."

Lin Ning heard this and saw a strange look. He wanted to ask if it was Gang (Cho) Ben (Bo) or Du (ke) Lei (li) but could see the real concern in Huang Honger's eyes, so he pressed the joke and said strangely: "What are you worried about?"

Huang Hong'er did not answer Lin Ning, but looked at Tian Wuniang, and suddenly said with red eyes: "Sister, I really envy you. The little husband seems to care about many people, and even the irrelevant refugees save them and help them live and work in peace and contentment, but I can see that he is actually calm and even cold in his heart for people like us. He will consider the uses of us, but he loves our sister sincerely. He has tried his best to deal with the people of the Imperial City Department just to maintain his reputation and to maintain his sister's conscience. My parents are both dead, but my sister still has so much love and care for me, but I can only be alone and become a piece in the chess game. It is annoying to be an ox and horse..."

After saying that, sadness came from my heart and fell on the table and started crying.

Tian Wuniang had not experienced this situation, and a hint of helplessness appeared on her cold face and looked at Lin Ning.

She didn't know what to do about this demon witch who was almost humble but had such an impure purpose...

Could it be that she was really taken into the house?

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Chapter completed!