The peak master of Yaochen Peak is named Yun Chenzi, and he is an immortal ranked in the middle of Wanyun Sect in terms of strength;

He has an amiable appearance, white hair and white beard, and a burly figure. He enjoys a reputation as a benevolent person within the Wanyun Sect.

Yaochenfeng is a major elixir producer of Wan Yun Sect. The elixirs produced can not only be consumed by the sect, but are also sold by Wan Yun Sect in the Qi Refiner's town to earn spiritual stones and treasures for the sect.

Therefore, the comprehensive status ranking of Yaochen Peak ranks firmly in the top five among the thirty-six peaks in the sect.

Yun Chenzi usually likes to refine elixirs and rarely retreats, so when the outer deacon of Fanshi Palace arrived at Yaochen Peak and said that the disciples of Yaochen Peak were fighting with the disciples of other peaks, Yun Chenzi quickly got the report.

Due to some historical reasons, Wanyun Sect has strict rules and regulations, and the atmosphere within the sect is peaceful, with few private fights among disciples.

Yun Chenzi originally thought that this matter was not a big deal and he would be punished severely according to the sect's rules. It's not like they at Yaochen Peak were unreasonable;

But when the real immortal in charge of Yaochen Peak said a few words in Yun Chenzi's ear, Yun Chenzi suddenly hesitated.

"The one who had a conflict with our Yaochen Peak disciples was the merchant's son?"

"That's true, Peak Master, we must handle this matter carefully."

Yun Chenzi pondered for a few times, looked at the real fire beating in the purple gold stove in front of him, and said slowly: "Li Dazhi is the disciple of the ancestor, and should not be treated lightly."

There are immortals around who say:

"But Peak Master, there is more than one disciple of the Patriarch. You and that merchant are also peers. If you simply lower yourself to them, you will be ridiculed by the immortals from other peaks."

"My Yaochen Peak has made a great contribution to the sect!"

"He is a mortal merchant, so it is inevitable that he will care about everything."

"That is, we must not weaken the prestige of Yaochen Peak!"

Yun Chenzi twirled his beard and pondered, and the elixir fire gushing from the furnace mouth blew up a few strands of silvery white hair.

"In that case," Yun Chenzi said, "Pindao personally went to wait outside the Fanshi Palace. You guys go in and wait for Li Dazhi to come. If the other party is aggressive and uses the power of the ancestor to bully me, Yaochen Peak, Pindao will appear on his own.

I will take it upon myself to uphold justice for my Yaochen Peak disciples."

All the immortals bowed their heads to accept their orders.

In this way, a peak master secretly, a heavenly immortal secretly, and several true immortals rushed to the main peak Fanshi Hall at the same time.

at the same time;

Hundreds of Qi refiners from the Wanyun Sect have gathered in Fanshi Hall.

Li Ping'an and the seriously injured disciple of the God Converging Realm each stood up. Although their clothes and robes were in tatters, they had no injuries.

——The elixir that Elder Yan Sheng took for the two of them was an elixir that could heal the bodies of immortals. It not only healed the injuries, but also accumulated a large amount of pure medicinal power in their bodies, which could be slowly absorbed by them into vitality.

This made Li Ping'an say he had made a profit.

Li Ping'an glanced at the disciple who was standing behind several Yaochen Peak outer sect deacons with his head down, and his mood was a little complicated.

He had previously deliberately planned to injure this disciple's throat, just to make the other disciple speechless, and to injure his own meridians, and also to use torture as a trick.

But it's a pity...

Li Ping'an looked at Elder Yan Sheng, who was sitting on a wooden chair in the hall and smoking a cigarette.

The boss's two elixirs smoothed out all his little schemes.

The development of the situation was also somewhat beyond Li Pingan's expectations.

The dispute between the three young disciples in the Qi Condensation Realm has turned into a face battle between Yaochen Peak and the Patriarch's disciples, and attracted hundreds of immortals to watch... This is really...

Li Pingan's sleeve was gently pulled down.

"Teacher, senior brother?"

"Huh?" Li Ping'an looked down and saw Mu Ningning's nervous little face.

Mu Ningning asked angrily: "Is everything really okay back there? I saw a lot of immortals fell outside the door. They seemed to have bad faces, and many people were staring at us."

Li Ping'an sighed: "It's really hurting you."

Mu Ningning didn't know why: "Why do you say that? Senior brother, do you have any enemies in the sect?"

"Of course not," Li Ping'an laughed dumbly, "I have only practiced in Liuyun Temple for a few months, how could I offend anyone? Things here are a little complicated, I will explain to you later."

While the two were talking, the high-level deacon named Wang Xinhui came quickly with several Yaochen Peak Immortals with long gray hair and indigo robes.

These immortals slightly released their momentum, like a few fierce tigers, approaching the two little lambs in the Qi training realm.

"Ahem! Peace... little friend."

Deacon Wang Xinhui's big face showed a little embarrassment.

The son of a disciple of the founding master is seven or eight steps higher than him. How should he be called this?

I can only fool him by saying "little friend".

Deacon Wang Xinhui smiled and said: "These are the immortals from Yaochen Peak. They are here to ask about what happened before. Don't be afraid. Just come and tell the truth. All the fellow disciples in Yaochen Peak are also reasonable."

Li Ping'an said: "We are just young disciples of Liuyun Temple, we dare not talk nonsense in front of all the immortals."

The old man in the middle spoke in a strange way:

"Little friend Ping An, there is no need to be so self-effacing. If it weren't for your special status, we wouldn't be able to come together. I wonder what I, little friend, want to do with my disciples at Yaochen Peak? I am just a disciple of the God Converging Realm at Yaochen Peak. I'm afraid...

You can’t get into my little friend’s eyes, right?”

Several immortals put on stern faces at the same time, exuding a bit of immortal power.

Li Pingan sighed secretly in his heart.

This is the negative impact brought about by my old father’s apprenticeship with the patriarch.

It was probably because his father was here, so Yao Chenfeng was afraid of losing face, so he took the lead in attacking.

However, Li Pingan does not intend to continue to fight back.

He no longer has to perform much today, and it is safer to leave the stage to his father.

Whether the father can stand firm in the door is the most critical to the future development of the father and son.

As for whether his father could handle such a situation...Li Pingan was not worried at all.

After all, he learned many things from his father.

Thinking of this, Li Ping'an cupped his hands, assumed the impulsive attitude of a young man, and stopped talking.

But Mu Ningning on the side suddenly said: "A few of them should be immortals from Wanyun Sect and seniors on Yaochen Peak. Why do they want to ridicule our two young disciples?"

The eyes of the Yaochen Peak Immortals and the Lezi Immortals who came to watch the show all fell on Mu Ningning.

Li Ping'an whispered: "Priest sister, you don't have to say anything, there may be some misunderstandings here..."

"Misunderstand?"

Mu Ningning snorted, stared at the immortal at Yaochen Peak with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and whispered:

"I just heard it. Some immortals said that Yaochen Peak is very protective of the weak, but I didn't expect that these powerful immortal seniors would come directly to put pressure on our two young disciples in the Qi training realm.

"I originally thought that the Immortal Sect in the Outer World was a place of pure cultivation. Why are there so many different sects and the actions of powerful people?"

There was a little mist in her eyes, but she sniffed and kept from crying, and continued to stare at these immortals.

The old men at Yaochen Peak were also confused.

Where did this little girl come from?

Li Ping'an calmly looked outside the palace door and no longer stopped Mu Ningning.

Mu Ningning's current grievance really doesn't look like an act.

Then I heard Mu Ningning say:

"What happened today, I dare to swear with my life, is that Senior Brother Ping'an and I were not trying to hurt people or animals. The strange beast from Yaochen Peak intended to hurt me, but I only let it be slightly injured, and then the Yaochen Peak disciple came from behind.

Without saying a word, he attacked us. He also fired many small swords, intending to severely injure us and take us back to the mountain!

"If it hadn't been for Senior Brother Ping An's hard work, neither of us would be able to stand now!

"How come these immortals came to speak like this and immediately concluded that it was our fault?

"Before I came to seek immortality, my mother told me in every possible way that cultivating immortality is not just about having strong magical power, nor is it just a dull temperament. The purpose of cultivating immortality is to gain greater magical power and benefit the common people.

"Today I can't help but ask, is this really the case?"

Several old men looked embarrassed and were about to speak.

Mu Ningning's face was full of seriousness and she asked again: "Is this really true?"

An old man said in a deep voice: "This matter has nothing to do with you, no need to say more, I, Yaochen Peak, will give you an apology."

"Your disciple was fought by me and Senior Brother Ping An, how come it has nothing to do with me?"

Mu Ningning had a tendency to move forward to argue, and suddenly there was a little noise at the door.

A loud voice suddenly sounded: "Ping An! What's wrong with you? Ping An!"

The middle-aged monk, who was slightly fat and dressed in loose white robes, rode on the clouds, with his belly puffed out, and fell headlong into the Hall of Everything.

"Dad, here!"
To be continued...