Zhou Yi frowned. Why was it this guy again? He always came out to cause trouble at the critical moment. m.12kanshu.com/
Zhou Gaisang and Dongfang Yi both looked at the young man who spoke at the same time. It was Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan glanced at the fat monk and the skinny Taoist indifferently and said slowly, "I know that money can't buy a good heart. As long as someone likes it, they can spend as much as they want. But if it's a murder weapon, is there a need to spend 300 million to buy it?"
"Kid, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you not want to leave this place?" The skinny Taoist instantly revealed a fierce expression and stared at him like a knife.
Dongfang Yi frowned. He had long been unhappy with Zhuo Bufan. He just interacted with Wu Tong, who had just entered the Dao, and yet he acted so presumptuously. Now that he retorted like this, didn't it prove that he had made a mistake? He wasn't called the number one Fengshui Master in Zhongzhou for nothing.
"Little brother, this incense burner is a magic weapon. You don't know anything, so don't talk nonsense here." Dongfang Yi's expression didn't look too good as he spoke in a muffled voice.
"Mr. Dongfang is a famous Fengshui Master in Zhongzhou. He is proficient in antique appraisal and the art of black and blue. Although this Zhuo Bufan's martial arts is powerful, does he also know spells and eight trigrams?" Uncle Kang frowned and said indifferently.
Lian Xi Po's impression of Zhuo Bufan was even worse. The last time he brought Lian Shijian back to the Lian Family, not only did he injure Xun 'er, but he also caused a huge ruckus in the Lian Family. If it wasn't for his powerful martial arts, he wouldn't have let him leave so easily.
"I think he just wants to be in the limelight. Although his martial arts is powerful, he doesn't know any spells." Lian Xi Po shook his head and said indifferently.
The others didn't know the identity of Zhuo Bufan, but when they saw Wu Tong standing beside him with a respectful look, they were curious about this young man's background.
Zhuo Bufan said, "This is indeed a magical item, but it is definitely not beneficial to humans. It is nothing more than a lethal weapon. There is evil energy lingering in it. If my guess is correct, breathing this kind of musk for a long period of time will not only reduce one's lifespan, but one's mind will also be controlled by others."
As soon as he said this, Qianbin immediately clenched his fists and stared at the fat monk and the skinny Taoist with a frown. Could it be that these two people were also the Ghost King's subordinates? But why didn't he have any impression of them?
"Even I can't tell. Don't tell me you're more capable than me?" Dongfang Yi gripped the armrest tightly, her eyes fixed on Zhuo Bufan.
Zhou Yi pouted and said disdainfully, "He's just a high school student. How can he compare with you, Mr. Dongfang? I think he's doing this on purpose. He just wants to hype himself up and raise his social status. Nowadays, many celebrities like to quarrel with celebrities who are more popular than them to attract attention. Who can't understand such childish tricks?"
"Yeah." Zhou Gaisang and Xu Huan nodded lightly at the same time. It seemed like they agreed with Zhou Yi's words. Previously, Zhuo Bufan could tell that there was a problem with the hibiscus jade bracelet, which meant that he had some ability.
However, Zhuo Bufan was still young. No matter how capable he was, he would not be Mr. Dongfang's opponent. Now that he was purposely embarrassing Mr. Dongfang in front of so many people, it was probably just to become famous.
"Little brother, if you continue to spout nonsense, please leave," Zhou Gaisang said coldly with a frown.
Master Wu and Qianbin suddenly stood out. Master Wu stared at Zhou Gaisang and Dongfang Yi and said coldly, "Mr Zhuo, how can you commoners humiliate him?"
"What a commoner, what a Mr Zhuo." Dongfang Yi fiercely slammed his palm on the table and stood up. He looked at Wu Tong and Zhuo Bufan with a burning gaze. "Could it be that I, Dongfang Yi, am someone you can humiliate?"
"Mr. Dongfang, don't be angry. He's just a kid. Why bother with him?" Zhou Gaisang hurriedly tried to calm him down.
Dongfang Yi laughed loudly. "Since everyone is here, I'll show you what I'm capable of." After saying that, Dongfang Yi stretched out his right palm and drew an obscure seal with his left hand. His palm immediately flashed with green light. Everyone in the hall widened their eyes.
"Mr. Dongfang, it's a miracle!"
"Legend has it that Mr. Dongfang is an expert who has entered the Dao. He is above the common people and even knows spells and divine abilities. So it's true?"
Even Wu Tong's eyes widened. They had fought ten years ago. At that time, Dongfang Yi's strength was only half a level higher than his. Now, he could actually gather spiritual energy in his hand. He was afraid that he was at least at the Qi Cultivation stage. How terrifying!
Dongfang Yi placed his right hand, which was glowing with green light, on the table. Immediately, a miraculous scene appeared. A tender green sapling actually rose from the pear wood table. It slowly grew to about five or six centimeters and sprouted a few tender leaves. It was full of vitality.
Everyone in the hall sucked in a breath of cold air. The withered tree had come back to life and the green sapling was radiant. The modern people who had adapted to the laws of Earth felt that their brains were completely unable to process this.
Looking at everyone's shocked expression, Dongfang Yi's face couldn't help but reveal a faint pride and pride. His sharp gaze fell on Zhuo Bufan and he said indifferently, "Are you convinced now?"
Zhuo Bufan held the teacup lid and gently swept it across the teacup. She blew away the white mist on the surface and took a sip. She slowly said, "It's just a small trick."
Dongfang Yi was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. You leisurely drank your tea and didn't even look at me. You said that it was just a small trick, but what about you? You only know how to boast and use your glib tongue.
"Mr. Zhuo, if you continue to speak rudely to Dongfang Yi like this, I can ask you to leave this place." Zhou Gaisang's face became even more gloomy. Dongfang Yi had already displayed his extraordinary ability, but this youngster was still here to speak empty words. It was disgusting.
Yan Chun Yi frowned and said softly, "Uncle, Zhuo Bufan is my student. You also know that boys care about their face. He didn't do it on purpose."
Zhuo Bufan shook her head. "You respect Dongfang Yi, but you treat me like grass. I'm afraid you will only regret it."
Just as Zhuo Bufan spoke, no one noticed that the fat monk and the skinny Taoist looked at each other. A trace of haze flashed across their eyes. Immediately, the fat monk suddenly opened the lid of the incense burner. The skinny Taoist took out a talisman and suddenly threw it towards the black mist that was rushing out of the incense burner. He shouted, "Appear!"
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