Spiritual pet cultivates immortality, villain sacrifices to heaven

Qin Luoling and his party came to Tianwu Inn.Ning Furong looked displeased, raised her head, and looked at no one.

Qin Luoling saluted the owner of Tianwu Inn: "Boss, eight guest rooms."

"Okay, Xiao Er, eight upper rooms."

Ning Furong watched Qin Luoling salute as a disciple to the owner of an ordinary shop, and immediately sneered softly, "Cut, your waist is so soft."

Ning Furong knew Qin Luoling's status in Tianwuzong, so naturally she wouldn't blatantly say that he was a lowly, soft bone, but the irony from the sidelines was indispensable.

Qin Luoling naturally heard it, ignored her, and did not explain.She did this because she wanted to trick Ning Furong, an arrogant and domineering girl.

"[-] spirit stones per room, how many days do you need to stay? Who will pay?" said the shop owner, who was around forty, with a kind smile on his face.

"Everyone pays their own, three days tentatively." Qin Luoling said.

Here Qin Luoling's cultivation level is not the highest, but she is the most proud disciple of Elder Xiao Hanlan, and among the group of people, she is faintly the leader.

Ning Furong's cultivation base in Tianwuzong is low, and she has no backing, so no one cares about her opinion that much.

"Hey, ugly, do you run a black shop? Fifty spirit stones for one night! You are stealing money! Believe it or not, I will cut you!" When Ning Furong heard about fifty spirit stones for one night, she immediately became angry. How could a mortal inn be so expensive? Isn't this a money grab?

20 taels of gold in an ordinary inn is already a sky-high price.

"Senior Sister Qin, change to a different one!" Ning Furong ignored the crowd looking at her in surprise, and said with contempt, looking up at the shop owner in front of her.

The corner of Qin Luoling's mouth mentioned that she just didn't want to tell this arrogant woman that the Tianwu Inn was opened by Zongmen himself, and let her suffer a bit.

Before coming here, the master also told me to show some respect and keep a low profile when we arrive at Yizhang's territory, otherwise we will bear the consequences.

The so-called ugly shop owner had a surprised expression on his face at first, but after realizing it, he was like the bottom of the pot: "What did you say about me?"

"Ugly!" Ning Furong raised her head even higher, she didn't even want to look at the other party now, she felt that her eyes were dirty, a mortal boss, she was like a princess, the only way to talk to him was smoke from his ancestral grave.

The owner of the store, Yizhang, is 1.7 meters tall. He is not tall, and his appearance may not be particularly stunning among monks, but his skin is fair, his nose is straight, and his mouth is wider. I was ugly, and the hostility in my heart burst out.

"Crack!" A burst of spiritual power hit Ning Furong's face.

Before Ning Furong could react, she was blown out of the gate and fell on the road in front of the inn.

On the way of people coming and going, a beauty fell face-to-face to the ground and slid on the ground for a while before stopping.

Such a scene is really rare in a hundred years. Passers-by stopped and looked at the woman flying out of this magnificent and luxurious inn.

Ning Furong was in a daze.

She slid on the ground with her face wiped, and she burst into tears in pain.

How is this going?How did you fly out?Who hit themselves?

Enduring the pain in her chest and face, she got up from the ground. The left side of her face was already swollen like a steamed bun, with five finger prints still on it, and the other side of her face had rubbed against the ground leaving bloodstains.

"Wow!" Ning Furong wailed loudly, "Senior Sister Qin, someone hit me!"

She didn't even see who made the move.

Qin Luoling glanced at her like a fool, took out 150 spirit beads from his bosom and put them on the counter.

The rest followed suit as if they hadn't seen it. They were really shocked that someone dared to call him ugly in front of the grumpy Uncle Yizhang, and even said that he opened a black shop.

Several of the disciples couldn't help covering their mouths and holding back their laughter.

"Is it funny?"

The disciples who were holding back their laughter were so frightened that they lost their expressions and shook their heads solemnly.

"Am I ugly?"

Everyone shook their heads quickly, not daring to show their anger. They often come out to do missions. They know that Uncle Yizhang, if not for his bad temper, would not have been assigned here to protect the safety of the disciples.

How dare the sect send out people who are mixed into the chaotic society and need to protect the disciples of the sect without temper or means.

"Senior Brother Zhang, someone beat me just now! Woohoo!" Ning Furong sat on the ground and cried, seeing that Qin Luoling would not stand in the way of her, she hurriedly asked for help from Senior Brother Zhang who had been the most gracious to her.

The disciple surnamed Zhang was as frightened as a quail when he heard it, and wished he could bury his head in his chest cavity.

"Get out of here after paying the money, what are you doing here? Are you robbing me of my job?" Yizhang scolded the group of disciples.

A group of people hurriedly put the spirit stone on the table, instead of the waiter in the shop, they scrambled to push each other upstairs.

The waiter in the shop was also confused, how could the boss slap a delicate disciple out of the door today?

It seems that the other party said that Uncle Yizhang is ugly?Open a black shop?

My mother, which disciple is so stubborn?Uncle Yizhang fell in love with the same junior sister at the same time as his senior brother, but the junior sister chose the more handsome senior brother and gave him a good person card for Yizhang, so Yizhang really cares about his appearance. No less eating.

The waiter quickly shrank his head and went to allocate a room for the disciple who just arrived.

Ning Furong saw that all the senior brothers and sisters ignored her, she was extremely sad, these bastards, and that senior brother, who is usually so attentive to her, now she has something to do, and he left her alone!

It's really annoying!I will never show him a good face in the future!

Ning Furong, who came to her senses, got up and walked into the shop, pointed at Yizhang and said, "Did you hit me just now?"

"Yes." Yizhang answered very readily.

He has never radiated the coercion of his cultivation base, so Ning Furong always thought he was a mortal, because he could not perceive the other party's cultivation base, Yizhang was much higher than her, even if the divergent cultivation base fluctuated, Ning Furong would still see him. I don't know his cultivation level.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Yizhang said without raising his eyelids, he counted the spirit stones on the table and put them into the space ring, and he didn't bother to know the name of such a rude disciple.

"You! You!" Ning Furong was trembling with anger, pointing to her clothes and said: "I am a disciple of Tianwuzong, and the group of people just now were all my senior brothers and sisters. How dare you do anything to the disciples of Tianwuzong? I think you are Don’t you want to do business in Mengliang City?”

Only then did Yizhang raise his eyelids, and looked at Ning Furong, the girl who was still pretty just now, now both sides of her face are swollen like buns, or dirty buns.

Ning Furong looked into his eyes and said with a smile: "Even if you kneel at my feet and beg me now, I will not forgive you, you just wait for the door to close! Tian Wuzong will..."

Before she could finish her threatening words, Yizhang grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the back of the yard.

Yizhang didn't even bother to pay attention to this arrogant girl who didn't have any vision, and directly pulled her into the backyard.

"Ah! Let me go! Let me go! I am a disciple of Tianwuzong! You are courting death by doing this! I will let my brother come over and kill you!"

Yizhang lowered his eyes and sighed slightly, how could the sect accept such a thing into the door?

Seeing that the other party has no intention of letting go, and her hair is tearing from the pain of being caught, Ning Furong continued to lift the back of the mountain: "My brother is the ancestor's closed disciple, you let go, or my brother will kill you with a sword!"

Seeing that the other party was still stubborn, Yizhang threw Ning Furong into the water tank in the backyard.

"Plop~" With a sound, Ning Furong stood up from the water tank in embarrassment, and looked at the other party in disbelief.

"Are you a fool, my brother is Ning Changkong, he is the closed disciple of the ancestor of the Tianwu Sect! You have a big deal! You have a... woo..."

Ning Furong was pushed into the water again.

This time Yizhang didn't approach, and directly used spiritual power to control Ning Furong's head and plunged into the water.

Only then did Ning Furong feel the majestic spiritual power, and she had no power to resist under that spiritual power.

How could it be possible that the other party was actually a monk, even a monk who was a bit taller than him!Why would such a highly cultivated monk open an inn in the common world?

It was beyond her comprehension.

On the second and third floors, windows were opened in many rooms, all of them craned their necks curiously to watch the excitement, and suddenly saw that it was Yizhang teaching his disciples, and closed the windows one after another, as if nothing had happened.

Ning Furong was struggling underwater.

"Grumble..."

Just when Ning Furong thought she was about to be drowned, her head was picked up from the water by spiritual power, she coughed violently and breathed heavily.

"Do you know it's wrong?" Yizhang's voice sounded.

Before Ning Furong could catch her breath, she opened her mouth to speak when her head was pushed into the water again.

Ning Furong scratched her hands and feet, but she couldn't get up, even though she had grasped the edge of the water tank and tried her best to raise her head, she just couldn't.

The already turbid water choked her nose and mouth, and Ning Furong felt the threat of death.

Just as she was dying, she was given fresh air.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Severe coughing and tingling in her throat made Ning Furong feel unspeakable suffering.

She was afraid.

Even if she lifted out of the backer.

Her father was just the lord of a remote town, and the sky was high and the emperor was far away.

Tianwuzong is different, this time Tianwuzong has thousands of disciples, including Elder Xiao Hanlan, and they are in the city lord's mansion.

And this shopkeeper was so bold that he beat and punished himself in front of the disciples of Tianwuzong regardless of her being a disciple of Tianwuzong.

And why didn't the brothers and sisters just stand up for themselves?Does this store owner have a big background behind it?Not even giving Tianwuzong face?

Tian Yanzong?

Ning Furong was thinking a lot, but before she could think clearly, she was pushed into the water again.

Tortured again and again, Ning Furong almost went crazy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! Woohoo!"