Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

"Fairies are all cultivators, with the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the villain is only one mortal, how dare you play with the elders?"

The shop waiter who was caught in the lobby, facing the female cultivator's murderous look, said without changing his expression.

It's just that although the words were humble, there was not much respect in his tone, and there was even a hint of impatience.

"you!"

The female cultivator was really irritated by his tone, she raised her hand and pulled out the thin whip wrapped around her wrist, aiming at the waiter's cheek to whip it down.

But before she could make any moves, the older woman at the side immediately sensed something was wrong, and rushed forward to hold the beautiful female cultivator's shoulders.

"Junior Sister Chu, don't be impulsive, you are not allowed to hurt ordinary people in Shanhai City!" shouted the older woman.

When the female cultivator heard the words, her eyes turned red immediately, her beautiful and delicate face twisted slightly, she stared stubbornly at the older woman, and said, "Senior Sister Mingyu, do you understand what this mortal means? This scoundrel secretly Run on our Xihua Palace!"

The waiter probably has worked in Xiankeju for a long time and has seen more of the world. Even if the monk's steel whip is already hanging above his head, he has no sign of timidity. He just curled his lips lazily and retorted: : "That's enough for the fairy to say."

"Just now, everyone in the room listened to what the villain said. He was respectful and polite. How could there be any disrespect? Even if the fairy is a famous monk, she can't slander others like this!"

"Furthermore, the villain is nothing more than an errand in a restaurant. So what if the fairy casts displeasure on the villain's head? If the fairy really kills the villain because of this, breaking the rules of Shanhai City, At that time, it is inevitable to go to the city lord's mansion."

Hearing Xiao Er mentioning the City Lord's Mansion, the glamorous nun seemed to have calmed down a little, hesitated for a while, and finally lowered the steel whip on Xiao Er's head slowly, seeming to be very afraid of the City Lord's Mansion that others talked about.

Qiu Chenzhi was a little surprised, and asked Bai Ziyu in a low voice, "The City Lord's Mansion?"

The understanding little golden retriever immediately understood his one-word question, and answered positively: "The lord of Shanhai City is named Wei and Yuanxue, and he is only over three hundred years old. The abbot of Neng Temple is comparable."

"The Lord of the Guard City has been running Shanhai City for many years. He has managed the city in an orderly and prosperous manner, and all the people love it. The Lord of the Guard City has also taken in some casual cultivators from various places and recruited some young and promising monks. In recent years, the strength of Shanhai City There is a faint appearance of a martial art."

"I read these in books, and this is the first time I've come to Shanhai City. I don't know the details." Bai Ziyu frowned slightly as he looked at the scene in the lobby.

"I just heard from my brothers and sisters that the City Lord Wei has strictly prohibited monks from hurting the people in the city in recent years. Anyone who is caught breaking the rules by him should invite him to the City Lord's Mansion."

"If those caught are disciples of some small sects or loose cultivators, the City Lord's Mansion will make them lose money or their lives. If the disciples of the four major sects are caught, although they will not pay for their lives, they will generally detain all the prisoners. property, and drive them out of the city."

"The small sects are completely unable to resist the increasingly powerful Shanhai City. The four major sects are willing to show favor to the Master of Wei City because Shanhai City does not endanger the lives of their disciples, and all warn their disciples not to violate the rules in the city."

"As for the disciples, it would be a very embarrassing thing to be expelled from Shanhai City for beating and killing mortals, and even one's reputation would be ruined by it, so they are quite afraid of the City Lord's Mansion."

While the two were talking, something happened in the lobby downstairs.

The nun put away the steel whip in her hand, angrily let go of the waiter's skirt, and said with a gloomy face, "Forget it, let me go, hurry up and take us to the third floor!"

But the one who was reprimanded by her rolled her eyelids lazily, and said with prevarication: "Fairies, didn't the villains say that earlier! This time, there are more fairy elders from Wanshufang, and they have already lived on the third floor. It's full, but there are still some empty rooms on the top four floors."

This sentence instantly ignited the anger of the nun, and the beautiful girl slapped the table next to her suddenly, obviously her temper flared up again.

"Nonsense! The third floor on the top has always been shared by my Xihua Palace and Wanshufang. When did it fall to the point of competing with those small sects beyond the third floor?"

She glared at the waiter, gritted her teeth and said: "You Xiankeju clearly saw that we changed the head, and thought that Xihua Palace was not strong enough, so you started looking down on everyone."

The shop clerk lowered his head, looking obediently being scolded, but the corners of his drooping mouth twitched disdainfully.

It's not just the waiter in the shop. Hearing the young female cultivator's unscrupulous self-disclosure in front of everyone, the casual cultivators who were sitting in the lobby on the first floor, eating and drinking, couldn't help laughing secretly at this time.

No one in the cultivation world knows that the last time when they competed for immortal artifacts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Xihua Palace not only returned empty-handed, but also lost many elite disciples in vain.

Among the four major sects, only Xihua Palace lost its master. Although Wanshufang and Daneng Temple also lost many disciples, the masters of their respective sects must return in full. The master of Taixu sect The doorman even directly won the fairy weapon.

Without the old palace lord, the overall strength of Xihua Palace has plummeted. Even though Xihua Palace has already elected the old palace lord's own son, the new palace lord is still young, and his cultivation level is not enough to compete with the heads of the other three sects. People contend.

The head of the sect is the pillar of a sect, and his own pillar is a head shorter than others for no reason, so naturally he cannot be on an equal footing with others in terms of strength.

And the cultivation world pays the most attention to strength.

Especially the businessman's sense of smell is particularly keen. Before Xihua Palace has completely slipped from the position of the four sects, the boss of Xiankeju has directly moved the position of Xihua Palace disciples down one level to make room for them. Please Wanshufang.

This is how the scene where the disciples of Xihua Palace questioned the waiter of the shop was born.

For such a scene, none of the casual cultivators in the lobby felt sympathetic. These casual cultivators were often bullied by the disciples of the sect. Now that they saw the famous Xihua Palace in distress, they all naturally had the mood of watching a good show. Sneer secretly.

It's just that I don't know which casual cultivator is a bit more courageous. He was so engrossed in watching the play that he couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

The female cultivator suddenly heard this sneer, her face darkened immediately, she raised her whip and pointed at the crowd watching, and said threateningly: "Who dares to laugh at my Cherishing Flower Palace?"

Immediately, the casual cultivators, who were still watching the show in secret, suddenly quieted down, lowered their heads desperately to fill their mouths with food and drink, and did not dare to look over there again.

Although the strength of Xihua Palace is not as good as before, even if it falls out of the position of the four major sects and becomes an ordinary sect, the overall strength is still not something they can afford to provoke.

The female nun looked around, but couldn't find the person who was laughing at them just now, so she couldn't help feeling angrily, and slapped the table bitterly, smashing a good set of tables and chairs into pieces with a loud bang.

She was still waiting to turn around and argue with the shop waiter, when the older female cultivator at the side finally couldn't stand it any longer, and hurriedly pulled her back and said, "Junior Sister, don't be ashamed anymore! It's just a celestial guest house, so don't stay if you can't stay."

"The palace lord just sent a message that he has found another inn to settle down. Why should we waste time here, we just need to find another place."

Facing the persuasion of the older female cultivator, the glamorous woman was unwilling. She was obviously a master who was often spoiled, and she curled her lips and said: "But Senior Sister Mingyu..."

If they Xihua Palace just quit Xiankeju, where will they face in the future?

The monks who settled in Shanhai City always like to squeeze into Xiankeju, not because there are no other inns in the city, but after years of ups and downs, Xiankeju has become the object of comparison, and has become the place where many sects live in the city. A symbol of strength.

Now they are squeezed out of Xihua Palace by Wanshufang from Xiankeju, looking for another place in desperation, if it spreads, will the whole sect lose face in the future?

That's why the glamorous women are making a fuss here.

Seeing through the little junior sister's reluctance, the older female cultivator sighed and said, "Junior sister Chu, what will be the result if you continue to make such a noise? It's not just a joke for no reason."

"Now our strength is indeed not as good as before. At this critical juncture, we must avoid the edge. We must not confront Wanshufang and Xiankeju head-on. This is also the meaning of the Palace Master."

The glamorous woman still couldn't be reconciled, she muttered with a smile: "Brother, what do you mean, you are still so useless as the palace master..."

"Junior Sister Chu!"

Seeing that his little junior sister opened her mouth to slander the new Palace Master, the patience of the older woman was finally exhausted, her brows were raised, and Li Sheng shouted: "Junior sister, be careful!"

"Although the Palace Master is your elder brother, his identity is different now, and his every move represents the face of my Xihua Palace. There are some words that Junior Sister should not say easily."

The glamorous woman was really frightened by her yelling, her expression was blank, and she murmured: "Senior Sister Mingyu, I didn't mean that..."

The older female cultivator sighed, grabbed her arm and dragged her out of Xiankeju: "This is different from the past, Junior Sister Chu, you should be more or less sensible!"

While muttering, she also beckoned the other Xihua Palace disciples to leave.

Just at this time, Mo Han, who had already placed all his disciples on the top floor, also walked up and down the stairs to find his elder Hakka and his junior brother.

As usual, he habitually stretched out his hand to catch Qiu Chenzhi's wrist, but unexpectedly, the black cat that was still sleeping in his arms suddenly jumped up and directly yanked its paw towards him.

The back of Mo Han's hand was scratched fiercely, he couldn't help but calm down, and looked at the black cat in Qiu Chenzhi's arms strangely.

The black cat wagged the tip of its tail in warning, staring at him coldly with a pair of green eyes.

I always felt that there was something wrong with the black cat's reaction, but Mo Han couldn't think of anything wrong. After confronting him for a few seconds, he finally gave up thinking about this problem and said directly: "Chenzhi, the upstairs room has been settled. appropriate."

Qiu Chenzhi, who finally turned his attention back from the lobby, saw a few paw prints on the back of Mo Han's hand when he turned around. He was startled and apologized, "Sorry, how is the wound?"

Mo Han shook his head: "It didn't bleed at all, but it disappeared after a while."

However, Qiu Chenzhi frowned slightly, pinched the black cat's two front paws with one hand, patted its head with the other, and said with a serious face: "It must never be like this in the future."

The black cat was pinched by the fleshy ball of its paw, unable to break free, and suddenly let out a dissatisfied meow.

You actually scolded me for this frivolous person, you don't love me——

The cat narrowed its eyes in displeasure.

Seeing that Qiu Chenzhi, who has always been indifferent to others, treats such a kind of kitten differently, although Mo Han's heart is devoted to the sword, at this moment he feels a little panicked inexplicably.

He stopped talking, turned and walked upstairs.

Qiu Chen held the cat in one hand, and picked up Bai Ziyu who was still poking his head down the hall with the other, and followed.

No one noticed that the group of Xihua Palace had already walked out of the gate of Xiankeju. At this time, the glamorous female cultivator turned her head and saw the back of one of Qiu Chen's group going upstairs.

The glamorous girl looked at the white cloud-pattern school uniform of the Taixu Gate from a distance, and her eyes slowly filled with jealousy and hatred.

Oh, Taixu Gate...

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Mo Han: "My bosom friend is having a... cat! Smash cat food on my face! Depressed (#￣～￣#)"

Black cat: "Sooner or later, I will slap all the souls who want to love me┗|｀O′|┛!!!"