The old Taoist priest glanced at him and asked, "You still need to ask this question? You can't even tell the name of a boy. Can you tell me the real place of sleeping?
Yin Dong had a black line on his head, rolled his eyes, and made the biggest malicious speculation: "Hey, old liar, how many things have you done that have cheated and harmed the world, so you can't even believe your disciples? Or do you have deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors, so you can't believe your disciples?"
Bang!
Another pot sticker was taken, and it slapped Yin Dong's forehead firmly, with a crisp sound. Even though he was prepared to dodge before he finished speaking, he still couldn't escape the old Taoist priest's slap.
"Master, recite the spell of tight hoop!"
Xiaobao giggled and shouted.
"Little bad guy, I'm your father, kiss me!" Yin Dong slapped the boy, and suddenly his body tensed up, like a prey targeted by a ferocious beast. He had a creepy sense of fatal crisis that emerged in his heart.
At the same time, an invisible breath emanated from the direction of the courtyard gate. The two butterflies passing through the courtyard fell, and even the wind seemed to have stopped, and the spiraling leaves on the ground were still still.
Even if there was no sound, Yin Dong understood that someone came, a very dangerous person!
This person must be what the master said, sent by another descendant of the dragon. A minion in the foundation-building stage wanted to take him back to the captive person as a piglet!
Yin Dong was in a very complicated mood and turned slowly, just like his body parts had not been oiled for a long time and could not turn. When he almost heard the slight sound of his bones cracking, he finally saw the man.
The man in a casual off-white outfit appeared in a tall figure at the entrance of the courtyard, and was coated with an illusory light and shadow by the sun. The long hair on the shawl was very flowing, with an evil and charming temperament, and he looked so outstanding and free and easy.
Just killed a disciple of Qianzong in the early stage of foundation building. Yin Dong originally felt that a foundation building cultivator had such a feeling. However, at this moment, he realized that he was very wrong.
The difference between the strength of the foundation-building monk in Qianzong and the foundation-building monk in front of him is the difference between a stream and a river.
Yin Dong felt that the other party slapped him to death, which was not a problem at all. His throat was dry, not because he was afraid, but because he thought of what his master said before - you are not qualified!
Facing a small minion around his competitor, he can only kill him. Is he still qualified to marry and start a family? Does he have the ability to protect his wife and children?
No!
The only thing he is glad that he has a master to protect Xiaobao, at least his son is safe!
Although he was very self-aware, Yin Dong was not afraid. He slowly stood up and faced this proud and arrogant foundation-building monk who seemed to be smiling and gentle on the surface, but actually regarded him as a beast.
"Your master hasn't taught you, do you remember to knock on the door before entering? This is a basic etiquette."
At this time, Yin Dong had some difficulty breathing, but he scolded him without changing his expression. He did not lose the formation, and even if his strength was not as strong as others, he was unwilling to weaken his momentum.
The visitor raised his eyebrows, and there was a kind of superiority of swans from the clouds looking at the grass chickens underground. Not only did he not get angry, but he looked at the handsome fisherman, and asked with a joke on his face: "Do you still dare to provoke me?"
Yin Dong's expression disappeared, and there was no trace of turmoil in his dark eyes. He said in a faint tone: "I have killed many sea monsters, all of whom are stronger than me."
This answer is a bit incorrect, but the threat is obvious, which makes the other party smile even more and just treats it as a joke. After all, swans don’t need to care about the threat of grass chickens, and the height is different, right?
"You treat me like a sea monster?"
The other party's extreme disdain and his idiot-looking look annoyed Yin Dong.
Yin Dong didn't have any fear at all, but his anger was burning.
However, the more angry he was, the calmer Yin Dong was, looking straight at the other party calmly, and said indifferently: "I don't think there is any difference. If you surrender to your master, it is no different from some powerful sea monsters surrendering to me. You all have the wisdom and can provide energy for me to refine."
His indifferent attitude made the other party more angry than his anger.
As a great monk in the perfect state of the Foundation Establishment Stage, facing a little shrimp in the late stage of bone tempering, he did not scare the other party to tremble. This was a very shameful thing. He could imagine that if this situation was passed back, those guys would definitely be laughed to death.
Then, what was this ant-like thing talking about? Comparing him with the sea monster, but he actually felt that it made sense and could not refute it!
To be honest, he surrendered to his master, and the sea monster surrendered to this ant, it was really... that's a bullshit!
He finally got angry and shouted, "You have successfully angered me, Piglet, it seems that if you don't teach you a lesson, you still can't figure out your identity!"
"Just be sure you know your own identity." Yin Dong retorted.
"Looking for death!" The man's face suddenly became dark. While scolding, he punched him. The fist shadow was like lightning, and a afterimage was drawn in the air, breaking into the air.
Yin Dong was prepared for a long time and avoided sideways.
The fist shadow flew over Yin Dong's ears. The fist wind was like the wind, making his ears hurt like they were cut by a knife. Then, the fist shadow hit the ground, and with a loud bang, the blue bricks on the ground exploded, and stone powder splashed, revealing a hole like a water tank.
Just this blow can show the power of this foundation-building monk's casual punch.
Yin Dong was shocked. He wasn't afraid of the power of this punch. After all, he could do it. He just thought that the master and the two little ones were sitting there, so why did they disappear even the person and the chair?
However, the situation is critical now, and he has no time to think about it.
He was beaten while standing, not his style. Even if he couldn't beat him, he would bite off a piece of meat from the other party!
In his previous life, he had not been able to cross the threshold of cultivation, and he had never admitted his conscience against countless powerful enemies. Now he is a rookie monk after all, so he can't be cowardly!
Don't be timid, just do it!
A rebellious look appeared on Yin Dong's face, and a sharp aura suddenly arose. He rushed out like a cheetah, and took the lead and directly slashed at the man.
"Piggy, if you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"
It happened that the man was useless in the attack and felt very embarrassed. A bloodthirsty light flashed through his expression. With the roar, he also flashed, rushed over, and punched Yin Dong again.
The opponent's fist shadow quickly magnified in front of his eyes. Yin Dong's narrow black eyes narrowed slightly, capturing the trajectory of the fist shadow. The blood dragon claws drew a mysterious arc and grabbed it hard.
Bang!
Chapter completed!