Roars of laughter rang out, and Yue Qianchou shook his head with a bitter smile. Fang Ming's four companions couldn't take it anymore. They all stood up and looked around: "Who is it? Come out and speak if you have the guts. "
"So what if I said it?" Three people also stood up not far away. One of them sneered: "Is this Ghost Manor your family's territory? You don't even allow us to speak?"
Yue Qianchou looked at the three people and found that they were all Nascent Soul cultivators. The one who spoke was even at the middle stage of Nascent Soul. These three people's cultivations were not low compared to Rogue Cultivators. When Fang Ming's four companions saw who it was, their expressions stiffened and they stood there awkwardly. It was obvious that they were afraid of the three people.
Fu Chun smiled and softly said: "Boss, these three people are somewhat famous among the Rogue Cultivators. I heard that they are all at the Nascent Soul stage. The one who spoke is called Tian Ye."
At the bottom of the hill, Fang Ming's expression changed. He slowly said to his companions: "Don't cause trouble in the Ghost Manor. All of you, sit down." Although these words were said to his own people, everyone could tell that it was a warning to the three people.
Yue Qianchou picked up the wine jar and drank a mouthful. He looked at Fang Ming and smiled. Aside from acting cool, this guy's adaptability was pretty good. He was much better than some of the disciples from the big sects. He knew that his side was no match for the other party, so he used the Ghost Manor to scold his own people. In reality, he was reminding the other three that the Ghost Manor was not a place where they could mess around.
After being scolded, the four people sat down in embarrassment. Fang Ming turned around and put on a warm smile. He cupped his hands and said: "Miss, please don't take it to heart. They are all uncultured people. Please forgive them for disturbing your mood!"
Although he didn't criticize them by name, he basically put the label of "uncultured" on everyone's head. However, there weren't many people who knew how to be cultured. Even if they didn't know how to be cultured, it wasn't his turn to say it! What right do you have to use everyone as a stepping stone to climb up the tree? Who do you think you are?
These words were indeed a little too broad. Even Yue Qianchou frowned. However, Feng Ya was pure bullsh * t to him. He knew that he was constantly cursing and swearing. He had nothing to do with Feng Ya at all.
His mentality was different now. If it was a more powerful guy who said that, he might jump out and fight back. But now! A small grasshopper would not be able to overturn the heavens. However, the majority of the people were not happy. They spat and cursed. Even the veiled woman on the hill slowly turned around with the intention of leaving. The one-armed old man stepped aside to make way.
The middle stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Tian Ye, pointed his finger and shouted, "Where did this madman come from? Holding a flute in your hand and blindly blowing it, you dare to pretend to be elegant and look down on the wandering cultivators of the world. If you have the ability, don't ever leave this ghost village." What he meant was, if you come out, I will take care of you.
Fang Ming didn't take his threat to heart at all. Instead, the veiled woman was about to leave, and his eyes were filled with anxiety. He forced himself to calm down and laughed loudly, "Brother Tian! What you said is wrong. I once had the chance to meet Mr. Nongzhu of the South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest. I saw that Mr. Nongzhu was unparalleled in elegance and was envious of him. That's why I followed his footsteps. Is he really that bad in your eyes? "
Mr. Nongzhu of the South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest? The famous wandering cultivator who was also a middle stage Soul Formation cultivator, Mr. Nongzhu? The crowd instantly fell silent. The veiled woman who had just turned around also paused and slowly turned around. She seemed to be sizing up Fang Ming. The one-armed old man also stared at Fang Ming with bright eyes.
His words shocked everyone! Fang Ming wore a faint smile on his face as he looked around. However, there was an uncontrollable pride in his eyes. His four brothers were even more proud and arrogant.
The wandering cultivators' gazes toward Fang Ming instantly turned into that of admiration. The legendary Mr. Nongzhu! To them, he was a person who was far above them. He was someone they could never reach. Not to mention reaching for it, not many people had even seen it before!
"Huh? How does this guy know that old bastard Nongzhu? "Yue Qianchou muttered softly. He pinched his chin and looked at Fang Ming thoughtfully.
Although his voice was very soft, Yan Lan still heard it. She looked at Yue Qianchou with even more respect. This Senior Niu was indeed a master. It didn't sound like he was cursing. It seemed like he was very familiar with the legendary Mr. Nongzhu.
Yue Qianchou didn't know that his unintentional muttering had attracted the attention of a pair of bright eyes. However, the pair of eyes was blocked by the green veil, so no one could see it. At the same time, the one-armed old man in the Leaning Mountain Pavilion also glanced over. The rumor that he was deaf and mute was able to hear such a small murmur.
"Uh …" Tian Ye's imposing manner suddenly weakened. He didn't understand Fang Ming. He swallowed with difficulty and said, "Mr. Nongzhu is naturally elegant. I'm talking about you, not Mr. Nongzhu. But you can't just play a song and say that you know how to be elegant. You can laugh at us! "As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately sat down. Obviously, he had no intention of arguing with Fang Ming.
There was a bright moon in the sky. From time to time, dark clouds would block the moonlight, and then they would be blown away by the breeze. The bonfires below were crackling. While the crowd was still in shock, Yue Qianchou calmly picked up a piece of dry wood and threw it into the bonfire.
Watching the rising red flames, he sighed in his heart. He used to hang out with the upper-class people in the cultivation world every day. He didn't know how many times he had quarreled with Nongzhu and how many times he had argued with him. However, when he said the name "Mr. Nongzhu", so many people didn't even dare to breathe heavily. It was really awesome!
What he didn't know was that when he said the name "Yue Qianchou", it could also shock these rogue cultivators. What a joke! Yue Qianchou had killed more than two thousand cultivators from different countries, all of whom were above the Original Infant Stage. He had become famous in the cultivation world. He was the butcher of the cultivation world!
What was different from Nongzhu was that one was famous all over the world, and everyone was in awe of him. On the other hand, he was famous all over the world, and everyone was afraid of him.
Two pairs of eyes on the hillside had been secretly watching his actions. Compared with the shocked expressions of the crowd, his indifferent look seemed a little out of place.
"Brother Tian, you're right. I really can't be compared with Mr. Nongzhu. I was rude." Fang Ming chuckled and blamed himself. But looking at him, he didn't seem to blame himself at all. He was obviously proud.
Looking around, he saw that the veiled woman was also listening, so he said with great interest, "Of course, although I'm not elegant, I've been deeply influenced by Mr. Nongzhu's elegant demeanor since I met him. So I made up my mind to learn from famous songs everywhere. My hard work paid off, and finally, I got a few peerless masterpieces. I wonder if you're interested in listening to them? "
The elegant demeanor of Nongzhu? Why don't I know about it? What's the difference between that guy and a rascal? Elegant my ass! Yue Qianchou's face twitched and he cursed in his heart.
The crowd looked at each other and found that this place had become a place for him to perform. But they didn't know what relationship he had with Mr. Nongzhu, so they just stopped talking.
Fang Ming's brothers naturally wouldn't let Fang Ming remain silent. They all cheered, "Of course we do! We're waiting to listen! I wonder what peerless masterpieces they are! "
Fang Ming laughed heartily and spoke to the crowd in a graceful manner: "Everyone is probably here for Yue Qianchou, right? But you should know that although Yue Qianchou is cruel and merciless, and is hunted by many countries, he's a peerless genius in music. "
"Yue Qianchou …" Hearing this, everyone immediately whispered to each other. They really hadn't heard anything about Yue Qianchou. You asked me, I asked you, but no one had heard of him.
Yue Qianchou slightly opened his mouth in astonishment. He thought to himself, "Why are you talking about me? Could it be that the peerless masterpieces he mentioned are …" He vaguely guessed something.
The awkward atmosphere was stirred up in an instant. Everyone was quite interested in the topic of Yue Qianchou.
"Not many people here know about these songs. I spent a lot of effort to get them from the Chinese Cultivation World." Fang Ming suddenly shook his head and sighed. "The song 'White Fox' is heartbreaking. I really want all the heartless men in the world to listen to it. The song 'Mandarin Duck and Butterfly Dream' makes people feel like they're in a gentle dream. It's as if the clouds are parted and the blue sky is revealed. When the song ends, people wake up, but the tear stains are still there. The song 'Laughing at the World of Mortals' laughs at all the funny things in the world. The vicissitudes of life are like passing wind and clouds. All I want is to be free and unfettered in this life … "
When the veiled woman at the side of the pavilion heard these words, her shoulders seemed to subconsciously move.
And Yue Qianchou was even more dumbfounded. "Wow! Why didn't I know that these three songs were so charming? This guy's eloquence was just too good! If he can't get a girl, then he's really heartless. I'll just bang my head against the wall and die. "
Everyone present was tempted by his words. They couldn't wait to ask him to hurry up and sing to see what kind of song could make him so melancholy. However, they wanted to continue listening to his next words, so they didn't disturb him.
He sighed and said, "Yue Qianchou! Yue Qianchou! What kind of person are you? Perhaps being unruly and ruthless is just your surface. Underneath that strong exterior of yours is a sentimental heart! The world is drunk, but you're the only sober one. You walk through the turbid world with cold eyes. Do you have a bosom friend? Sigh! I, Fang Ming, have been longing for you for a long time. It's a pity that I've only heard of you. You're a peerless genius! What a pity! "
Damn it! Is this stupid bird who acts cool my bosom friend? Why didn't I know I was so good? Yue Qianchou bit his lips and his face twitched. He was almost moved to tears by Fang Ming's words. He cursed in his heart, "What the hell!"
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