After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Master Yuan Hui and Mo Zheng had no close relationship. They had only met a few times before, but it was obviously too late to invite his senior brother Yuan Chan to come.

He could only whisper to Mo Zheng, "Master, could you please show some mercy for the sake of my Leiyin Heavenly Palace and Binglian?"

The Misty World is a small world for cultivating immortals. No matter how you talk about it, those with bigger fists, stronger strength, and more powerful immortal powers have the final say.

But Mo Zheng and the Zi Chen Sword Sect behind him have all three.

Let’s not talk about what that person did to make Mo Zheng so disgusted.

Even if there was no explanation, he would be held accountable for the crime of contempt and disrespect, and beheaded to vent his anger, and no one would say no.

No one in their Leiyin Heavenly Palace, or even in the entire Buddhist sect, can force Mo Zheng, the head of the Sword Sect, to show mercy, right?

At that time, the most we can do is collect his body and bury him properly, and then perform a low-key ritual to pray for his soul to be reborn.

Mo Zheng felt the faint sweetness of the mint candy spreading in his mouth and hummed noncommittally.

Master Yuan Hui chanted repeatedly: "Amitabha, well done, well done."

Their conversations were all transmitted, and outsiders could not hear the content.

But some people were able to guess Mo Zheng's identity from the previous fragments.

Looking at the man who was still lying on the ground, squinting his eyes and planning to take over the Zichen Sword Sect, there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

The leader of the Zichen Sword Sect is very low-key. He doesn't know many people and has not been out in public for nearly ten years.

Who would have thought that I would actually encounter an Ice Lotus Meeting.

This fearless guy doesn't look like he's from any legitimate sect. He's most likely just ascended to the ethereal realm.

I just came to this new world and hit the hardest wall when I put my head down. It's really a good idea.

There will be a good show to watch!

Mo Zheng almost wanted to vomit again when he saw this scoundrel with shifty eyes who was staring at him with a calculating look on his face.

But thankfully, he looked away quickly enough and suppressed it.

In that person's eyes, this was seen as fear and cowardice. He avoided looking and immediately sent a message to his master, Taoist Long Xing, who had just arrived.

(Master, there is a fat sheep sect here. Let’s take them all in.)

(These girls are pretty, perfect for you, Master, to try out.)

In the crowd far away outside the east door, an old Taoist with a white beard who couldn't get in suddenly smiled.

It was the master of that bastard inside. When he heard that his disciple had found a victim, he immediately replied:

(Good! You continue to tangle with them, and I will follow you.)

However, as the master, the old Taoist priest was still a little cautious: (We are new here, please be careful.)

The man was feeling very proud, so how could he listen?

He said confidently: (Master, don't worry, these are just independent cultivators with lowly cultivation levels. Look at their rustic appearance, it's obvious that they are just trying to be rich.)

(Master, just wait.)

The old Taoist with white beard was also happy after hearing this, so he said no more.

Inside, Mo Zheng suppressed his nausea and asked, "Who are you?"

The man on the ground became excited, "I am a casual cultivator, Ding Long."

"The fairyland is gone!" The tone was so proud that it reached the sky.

Then he changed the subject and asked Mo Zheng, "Who are you? Why did you bully me and hurt me for no reason?"

Li Fuyi pulled out his Taiwei sword with a buzzing sound. Lin Moran was even quicker and was about to rush over to strike him with the sword, but was pushed back by Mo Zheng.

"The master will do it himself."

Several people angrily put away their swords and stood behind Mo Zheng.

Ding Long, however, started to cry out, "Look! Look! They're about to let their thugs do something violent again!"

"Help! Master Yuanhui, help!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Master Yuan Hui's expression was as if he had eaten a fly. He glanced at Mo Zheng's face a few times, closed his eyes and chanted "Amitabha" a few times.

Seeing this, Ding Long said, "Oh my! There's no law anymore! Even a huge Buddhist sect doesn't dare to care about the lives of pilgrims!"

"Buddha, please open your eyes, ouch~"

The essence of this scene of crying, making a fuss and then threatening to hang oneself is captured perfectly.

Master Yuanhui was furious. He glared at him, turned his back and chanted Buddhist scriptures repeatedly.

Mo Zheng's head ached from hearing that duck voice, and he shouted, "Enough!"

She stared at him with a frown: "Ding Long, right? What do you want to do?"

This is what I've been waiting for!

Ding Long immediately spoke up: "Since you hit me and kicked me, then... you should let me hit you back and kick you back."

Mo Zheng said coldly, "That's it? Anything else?"

Ding Long's eyes sparkled. This guy was indeed a coward. He could even endure such an excessive request from him.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at Lin Moran, Li Jin'er, and Ruozhu. "Of course, you also have to compensate me for all the pills and elixirs I need before I recover."

"I'm so badly injured, you have to send someone to take care of me."

As she spoke, she became picky: "Men are clumsy, so pick one of your female disciples, any one will do."

Master Yuan Hui was horrified when he heard this, fearing that Mo Zheng would not be able to control himself and start a massacre here.

He coughed violently repeatedly, trying to interrupt his endless chatter.

But Ding Long just felt that the old monk was a nuisance and completely forgot that he had just been talking about the master's shortcomings, and was very disgusted.

Lin Moran and the other two gritted their teeth. If Mo Zheng hadn't stopped Ding Long, they would have been turned into meat paste by now.

Mo Zheng was so angry that he laughed, and then asked: "Anything else? That's all?"

Ding Long chuckled and stroked his chin for a while: "Since you are so sincere, please arrange a place for me to recuperate."

"It doesn't have to be that good. Three layers of spiritual food a day is enough."

As soon as he said this, there was a small gasp in the crowd.

This guy is really greedy, and his master is so cowardly that he can tolerate this!

Just when they thought Mo Zheng was too incompetent, Mo Zheng spoke again: "Okay, I agree to everything you say."

"Can you stand up? I have some healing medicine here. I'll give it to you outside the door where there are fewer people." He pointed to the east door.

Ding Long had never met such a coward, so he felt relieved.

But I still kept my eyes open: "Can't I give it here?"

Mo Zheng smiled and lowered his head, then took out a small, top-grade Fuyuan Pill surrounded by Dan Qi from the brocade bag.

She waved it in front of him: "Are you sure... give it here?"

Ding Long stared at the Fuyuan Pill without even moving his eyes. What a great energy!

As long as he has this, not only can the internal injuries he suffered when he ascended to the realm be healed, but his cultivation level can also rise significantly.

As if afraid that others would notice him, he immediately reached out to snatch the Fuyuan Pill from Mo Zheng's hand.

Mo Zheng threw the ball into the brocade bag and pointed at the east door. "Go outside and I'll give you the spiritual beads as compensation."

"I've given you these, so don't worry about anything else."

"Otherwise, forget it!" Mo Zheng said deliberately as if it was the last bottom line.

Ding Long's eyes were full of Fuyuan Pill, and he wanted to take it for himself before his master, Taoist Long Xing, got it.

He quickly agreed, his eyes rolling: "I'm injured and can't fly the sword. You carry me."

Mo Zheng was really disgusted and called out, "Fu Yi."

Li Fuyi swung the Taiwei Sword into the air, grabbed him and jumped on it, flying the sword over the wall of Leiyin Palace and heading towards the open space next to the east gate.