Chapter 137: Apologizing for the Crime

"It's Mrs. Li of Daotian Sect. How is that possible?"

"How could this kid really be a disciple of Mrs. Li..."

Ding Chunzhu looked at the figure in green shirt standing in front of Jiang Xiaobai and murmured to himself.

"What?"

Pan Yongyan, who was beside Ding Chunzhu, also widened his eyes at this moment.

Although he has never seen Li Zhoujun's portrait, no matter how stupid he is at this moment, he still knows that the person coming is Mrs. Li of Daotian Sect.

Otherwise, Ding Chunzhu, who has always been extremely arrogant, would not be able to show such an expression.

Thinking of this, Pan Yongyan was already trembling with fear.

Damn it!

How could you, a disciple of your majestic Taishang Li, go through life and death just for a Spiritual Fire Pill!

"How dare you touch Li's disciples?"

Li Zhoujun's eyes were slightly narrowed at this moment. Although there was no breath coming from his body, everyone present was sweating like rain.

Without him, just the title of True Immortal is enough to make Mahayana monks tremble.

"Mrs. Li, this is a misunderstanding..."

Ding Liangji climbed up from the ground with difficulty, with tears on his face.

He still can't believe that this poor boy's master is really the youngest Supreme Elder of Daotian Sect!

"Misunderstand?"

Li Zhoujun shook his head: "If I hadn't arrived in time, I might have become a dead soul under your command, right?"

After the words fell, Li Zhoujun no longer gave a few people a chance to speak. With a thought in his mind, three terrifying sword intentions condensed in front of him, turning into three sword lights, like lightning across the sky, instantly piercing through. The eyebrows of Ding Liangji, Ding Chunzhu and Pan Yongyan.

at the same time.

Lieyan Sect.

"No!"

Ding Liangji's eyes widened suddenly as he was in the secret room.

The clone was destroyed, and his body suffered a backlash.

But at this moment, he didn't care about this at all.

He even put aside his granddaughter's death.

All because he offended the Daotian Sect’s Supreme Li!

At this moment, Ding Liangji's face turned pale just thinking about the power of Daotian Sect, let alone avenging his granddaughter.

If Mrs. Li didn't come to trouble him, he would have burned incense.

If Taishang Li comes to find him, I am afraid that the people of Lieyan Sect will deal with him without Taishang Li taking action.

As the saying goes, whatever you are afraid of, come what may.

Just when Ding Liangji was afraid.

The light of a fairy sword seemed to have crossed space and time, and appeared in front of him.

"No!"

Ding Liangji's eyes showed fear. He didn't want to die. He had finally reached the state of becoming a god and was looked up to by countless monks. He really didn't want to die!

…

Dense forest lakeside.

Li Zhoujun activated the sword intention of Aoxue Feijian and searched for the aura of Ding Liangji's clone. After searching for Ding Liangji's body, he looked at Jiang Xiaobai's whole body. When he saw his hands, Li Zhoujun His brows furrowed.

"Master..."

Jiang Xiaobai shrank his scar-covered hands with a guilty conscience.

"Did you do it through practice?" Li Zhoujun looked away and asked.

"Yes." Jiang Xiaobai nodded. The scars on his hands were indeed left by practicing the Burning Fire Hand.

This technique was also picked up by Jiang Xiaobai in Guanhai Secret Realm, and this technique is unparalleled. Not only does it require extremely high qualifications for the practitioner, but it is also extremely abnormal to practice. It requires the monk to put his hand on the spiritual fire. Up tempering.

It stands to reason that it is basically difficult for a foundation-building monk to leave scars on his body.

But when practicing the Burning Hands, people often start practicing again before the scars are healed.

So for a long time, this scar will naturally remain.

"Every time you finish practicing in the future, use this medicine to apply it. If you practice now and leave hidden diseases, it will be of no benefit to your future cultivation." Li Zhoujun said at this time, throwing a bottle of elixir to Jiang Xiaobai.

"Disciple, thank you Master." Jiang Xiaobai said with gratitude from the bottom of his heart, his eyes a little moist.

Perhaps his master is the person who treats him best in the world besides his father. Although he doesn't meet him often, every time he takes action, it is tantamount to giving him a second life.

"By the way, Master, that woman is a disciple of the Lieyan Sect. The divine clone just now is her grandfather, who is also the elder of the Lieyan Sect. There is also the man, who is the head of the Pan family in the nearby Lingding City. , Pan Yangbo’s young master.”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Because I got a spirit fire pill in a place where Yuanshen monks were incarnated, so they have been chasing me, trying to kill people and seize the treasure."

"Who dares to kill my son!"

Just when Jiang Xiao's voice fell.

A middle-aged man in a purple robe, holding a long steel stick, walked out of the void with murderous intent in his eyes. At this moment, he was Pan Yangbo, the head of the Pan family.

But when he saw Li Zhoujun, he immediately froze on the spot: "Mrs. Li?"

"Ahem, Mrs. Li, do you want to watch the pole dance?"

"I dance beautifully!"

Pan Yangbo's face now showed a flattering smile.

This bastard!

How could he get into trouble with this being? !

Pan Yangbo couldn't help but want to beat his dead stupid son to death again.

Although the Pan family is one of the largest families in Lingding City, facing the giant Dao Tian Sect, they are still like ants to an elephant.

In fact, Pan Yangbo didn't care about Pan Yongyan's death.

After all, he has more than one son, and the eldest son is even more outstanding.

What he cares more about is his reputation and the dignity of the Pan family in Lingding City.

"Get lost." Li Zhoujun looked at Pan Yangbo who was full of flattery, and a trace of disgust flashed across his face.

"Yes, yes, I will get lost now, I will get lost now!"

Hearing this, Pan Yangbo was relieved, nodded and bowed, and stepped into the void without looking back.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at this scene with admiration in his eyes. The master just standing there made a spirit transformation cultivator tremble with fear.

You should know that the cultivators in the spirit transformation realm are also high-level cultivators above Qingzhou!

Not to mention that the Pan family also has a virtual immortal ancestor sitting in charge!

...

The first thing Pan Yangbo did when he returned to the Pan family was to find the virtual immortal ancestor of the Pan family who was in seclusion, and told the Pan family ancestor about Pan Yongyan.

When the ancestor of the Pan family learned that Pan Yangbo's youngest son had actually provoked Li Zhoujun, he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and said angrily: "It's good to die! This bastard you gave birth to doesn't want me to spend my old age in peace! He dared to provoke Li Taishang of Daotian Sect?! If he didn't die, would he have to destroy Daotian Sect in the future?!"

The more you reach the level of the ancestor of the Pan family, the more you know how powerful Daotian Sect is.

That is not an existence that the Pan family can contend with.

"Ancestor, what should we do?"

Pan Yangbo said with a guilty conscience. It was the first time he saw the ancestor, who had always been indifferent, get so angry.

The ancestor of the Pan family gradually calmed down and said: "Li Taishang can let you come back, which means that Li Taishang is not a murderous person, and he can distinguish right from wrong. It must be your stupid son who made the mistake first. Go and get the family rules. I will go to Li Taishang to apologize!"

He didn't know what Li Zhoujun was thinking now.

But in order to allow the Pan family to survive in Qingzhou, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and go to ask for forgiveness.

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Pan Yangbo didn't dare to refute, and hurried to the ancestral hall to get the Pan family's family rules and the thousand-year-old thorn.

Looking at Pan Yangbo leaving, the ancestor of the Pan family sighed, hoping that this Li Taishang would spare the Pan family's life for the many years they had fought with the sea tribe at the border of Qingzhou.