Zuo Yi lifted the wine pot, inserted the bone poison sword around his waist, and walked towards Tongqueguan leisurely.

Shortly after he left, the teenagers who practiced martial arts later started to have an intermission, gathered beside Qu Feiyan and asked questions.

"Miss Feifei, what is the origin of young master? Also, how good is his martial arts?" A boy with a treacherous and gaze flickered eyes asked.

Qu Feiyan glared at her wry eyes and reminded her in anger: "Meng Xinghun, I have said a long time ago, don't call me Miss in the future! I am no longer your Miss, and I am just a maid of the young master.

Also, you'd better ask less about the young master's affairs. It would be of no benefit to you if you know too much.

As long as you know that the young master is very strong, the power behind it is also very strong, enough to protect Taogu Village."

The reason why Qu Feiyan said this is because through this period of time, she has already gained a deeper understanding of Zuo Yi.

She knew clearly that the bastard was inhumane!

If the people in Taogu Village cannot contribute their loyalty and value, that hateful guy will not care about their life or death.

After hearing what she said, the other teenagers became honest.

At this time, a lame teacher smiled and said, "Miss Feifei, we dare not be disrespectful to the young master.

But I also want to know how high his martial arts are, and can he deal with the dog thief Feng Buping?"

For a moment, pairs of eyes stared at Qu Feiyan, looking forward to her answer.

Qu Feiyan said helplessly: "Okay, since you all want to know, then I'll reveal a little. Do you know Fei Bin, the big Songyang hand in the world?"

The lame man raised his eyebrows: "Fe Bin, the Great Songyang Sect? Who can't know this! One of the thirteen Taishang Guards of Songshan Sect, the top master among the top masters. Many of our compatriots in the Sun and Moon God Sect died at his hands. Cough cough, now we are no longer people in the Sun and Moon God Sect, missed the tongue, missed the tongue..."

Qu Feiyan was too lazy to argue with him and said, "Fe Bin, the big Songyang hand, vomited blood and was defeated without even blocking a move in the young master's hand. How strong are you, the young master?"

In Qu Feiyan's opinion, Zuo Yi and Fei Bin had a palm at the beginning, which should be considered a move...

"What? Fei Bin can't even stop the young master's move? This..."

The four men of the teaching staff couldn't help but look at each other, obviously very surprised.

Meng Xinghun said unconsciously: "Uncle Jiang, is Fei Bin very strong? How about comparing with Feng Buping?"

"This... they have never fought, so no one can say that, but Fei Bin's reputation must be much greater than Feng Buping."

"With a great reputation, it must be stronger. In this way, the young master must be more skilled than Feng Buping's martial arts!"

"Great, we don't have to worry about that dog thief. He dares to come next time and let the young master kill him..."

The boys were in a state of excitement and were in high spirits.

...

Tongque Temple is built on a small hill, surrounded by ancient trees, and there is not even a real road in front of the door. The door is closed and I don’t know how long it has not been opened.

There was a wooden sign hanging at the door: The master of the temple was calm and visitors were not allowed.

As the real owner of Tongque Temple, I guess those who never walk through the main entrance will climb over the back wall.

Tongque Temple occupies a large area, almost comparable to Zuo Yi's house in Luoyang, but there are not many buildings inside. Except for a main hall, most of them are low bungalows, which look a bit empty.

At this moment, in the backyard of Guanzhong, two large pots were set up on the ground, and the flames were rising at the bottom of the pot. The meat piece as big as a bowl in the pot rolled in the boiling water, and the meat fragrance was everywhere, spreading over the entire courtyard.

Nine strong and powerful men sat around the pot, eating meat and drinking with big bowls, but they were silent. No one spoke, but only occasionally made a look of eyes.

The nine people occasionally looked at a room not far away, with an unconcealed look of awe on their faces.

Obviously, the reason why these nine people didn't speak was not because they were mute, but because they were afraid of disturbing someone in the room.

This situation is a bit strange, but the nine people seem to be used to it.

At this moment, everyone's eyes burst into tears, and a handsome young man appeared beside the big pot.

He looked at the nine people as if nothing had happened, grabbed a large piece of boiled beef tenderloin on his own, took a big bite, took another sip of the rice wine he brought with him, nodded slightly, as if he was quite satisfied.

The nine big men were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, trying to ask, but they were worried about the people in the room, and they were a little at a loss for a moment.

There is no need to doubt that this young man who suddenly emerged is Zuo Yi.

He has not eaten well in Taogu Village these days.

Although Taogu Village is not short of money with his funding, it is not easy to purchase supplies because it is far away from towns and villages. In addition to eating some local specialties, the food is naturally not rich.

Today, when I came to Tongqueguan, I actually had a fragrant stew of beef, and he didn't want to be polite.

While eating meat and drinking, Zuo Yi turned around and watched the faces of Jiuren change, feeling quite interesting. The owner of this Tongque Temple is also an interesting wonder person.

"What are you doing?"

A cold shout came.

A man in white, Shengxue, with a straight back and wearing a copper sparrow mask walked out of the room and looked at Zuo Yi with vigilance.

This person is meticulous in the hair and beard, with deep eyes and spirit, steady steps and good temperament, and his strength should not be bad.

Zuo Yi heard the voice-over in his words. He asked "What are you doing?" but asked "Who are you?"

This shows that this person knows his existence.

Zuo Yi raised the meat in his hand and smiled indifferently: "I'll visit my neighbors. I happened to have meat to eat, so I made do with it!"

The masked man looked directly at Zuo Yi, his eyes moved slightly, and he said coldly: "Let's leave after eating, Tongqueguan doesn't welcome outsiders."

Zuo Yi smiled indifferently: "Are you robbing the tomb?"

"Um?"

The man in the mask was about to turn around and go back to the room, but his eyes suddenly turned cold, his murderous intent showed his slowly holding the hilt of the sword.

Zuo Yi stuffed the beef into his mouth, took a towel on the rack and wiped his hands, and said vaguely: "Come on, let me see what good things you got from that ancient tomb."

When he came to check in the site five days ago, he just took a quick look at the forces around him, but he really didn't notice anything abnormal about this Taoist temple.

But today he came prepared and easily discovered something special.

Most of the construction materials used in this view are broken stone slabs or old wood, which are very similar to those built by recycling old materials.

There are several rockery in the sight, all of which are piled up with earth and rock fragments.

Thinking about the Taoist temple underground, it might be the tomb of the living dead... Everything seems obvious.

"Hmph! Then I'm as you wish!"

The masked man flew up and choked, and his long sword slashed through the void like silver practice, and slashed towards Zuo Yi with heavy sword shadows.

This move showed extraordinary strength, and this person has reached the first-class level!

Zuo Yi's eyes were cold, he sat on the horse with a deep waist, his true energy surged in his body, and his hands turned around and supported him towards the sky!

The Great Songyang Divine Palm is the innate Yang!

boom!

A ball of red light flew up like the scorching sun and hit the long sword of the masked man!

Bang!

The masked man's sword broke, and his man also used his strength to tilt backwards, but at the same time, his left hand shook, and three silver lights flew out of his hand, shooting towards Zuo Yi like rain.

Zuo Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly expanded his body style, avoiding three silver lights with a slight difference.

Silent-

Three silver lights passed by Zuo Yi and pierced into the ground. Three small balls of frost appeared on the ground instantly.

A silver light rubbed against Zuo Yi's ear. Although he had not hurt him, he still felt a chill and a faint smell of fishy smell that broke through his bones.

"Is this...Ice Soul Silver Needle?"
Chapter completed!