Chapter 83: Not an opponent

As soon as the voice fell, she took off the round bamboo around her waist: "I want to see how you tied me up and beat me up."
"Get out of here! Today, I will personally teach this little monk who knows the heights of heaven and earth!" When the words fell, he struck forward with his hands as claws. It's just dealing with a little monk, it's not guilty of using weapons.
On the other side, in the auction house, secretly came in to report.
"Master, the people from the Chang family took someone to the Zheng family and took the little monk away."
Mo Ye took a sip of tea and said, "The Patriarch of the Chang family is no more than the pinnacle of the spiritual master, not that kid's opponent." How could a person who can kill even a golden core monk be in the hands of a spiritual master? .
Hearing the black wind on the side, he was a little puzzled and asked, "Master, that little monk's strength has not reached the spiritual master! Then the Patriarch of the Chang family is the pinnacle of the spiritual master, how can he not be defeated?"
How big is the difference in strength level, they know very well that few people can leapfrog against the strong.
Mo Ye played with the teacup in his hand, and said slowly: "So this kid is very interesting, and very mysterious." Compared with the land of immortals, these places where they are located are just mortals in the eyes of those immortals. That’s all.
Because of the lack of spiritual power and the lack of circulation of resources, many people are only at the spiritualist level, but for a family, if there is a spiritualist-level monk sitting, this family is already considered a powerful family. It can only be limited to this land of mortals. If you get to the land of immortals, let alone these families, even the royal family will not be able to enter the eyes of a small family in the land of immortals.
It is precisely because of this that the people here will look forward to it when Xianmen selects disciples every three years.
Thinking of this, he stood up and said: "An Yi, you go and wait outside Chang's house, and invite him to Yipin Building." When the words fell, he stepped out.
"Yes." Anyi responded, and followed him out of the auction house, leaving his usual home.
On the other side, in the hall of the Chang family, Patriarch Chang was half kneeling on the ground with a pale face, one hand still twitching, he stared at the little monk playing with round bamboo in front of him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"
If an ordinary monk, how could he have such a skill? Could it be that it came from the land of immortals?
"Didn't I tell you? You can respect me, Master Tang." Tangning smiled, pinning Yuanzhu back to his waist, and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, because you don't need me to kill you. But it's been three days." When the words fell, she turned and walked out with a light smile.
None of the guards dared to stop. A person who even beat their Patriarch to the ground, they stopped him, isn't that looking for death?
The Patriarch Chang stared at the leaving figure of the little monk with dark eyes, and secretly clenched his fist.
He didn't believe it, he couldn't kill a little monk!
Tang Ning, who was out of the Chang Mansion, glanced back at the black air that was shrouded in the Chang Mansion, smiled, and said, "You have committed sins, you can't live!"
"Master Tang."
Anyi walked out of the dark and called out.
Seeing Anyi, Tangning was slightly startled: "Why are you?" There was a flash of light in his mind, and asked, "The auction house is your master?"
"The master is waiting for Master Tang in the Yipin Building, please." Secretly turned sideways and made a sign of please.
"Tsk tusk, if it weren't for my fate, I really want to calculate it. What kind of fate do I have with your master? How can I meet it everywhere?"