Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 139 Hanshan Academy? start a feud.

Liu Yunqing was stunned for a moment, then said without hesitation, "Okay!"

His eyes were bright and clear, as if the fire of war had been ignited in his eyes. He touched the hilt of the Wind-Winding Sword with his fingers and whispered, "In the past, when the Shifang Sect did not rank among the top three in the world's sect competition, it must have not yet arrived. Junior sister and I, we will definitely win the first place in the competition this time!"

Jiang Su: Haha, I really don’t know where he gets his confidence.

"Senior Brother Liu, have you got your storage bag back?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Yunqing instantly turned back into a depressed vagabond. He stroked the sword with his hand and sighed, "I..."

"Hmph, I thought I was some arrogant country boy, and I actually wanted to win the first place in the world sect competition. It turns out that I am from the Shifang Sect."

"Hey, senior brother, don't say that. Shifang Sect is at least the fourth sect among the ten major sects, which is not bad."

The former is wearing a long white gown, with his hands folded across his chest, and a pipa on his back. The latter is also wearing a long white gown with a jade flute tied around his waist.

Sound repair?

"Hey, you people from the Shifang Sect, are you even asking if you can beat us at Hanshan Academy this time? You actually dare to claim the first place. In the past hundred years, you have never been the first in any of your disciplines."

Hanshan Academy is one of the three major sects in the Southern Fire Land. Most of them are Confucianists, and the rest are those who practice piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, music, etc. and are familiar with the elegant way.

The disciple often prided himself on being an elegant scholar. In the past, his mouth was full of sour words and phrases about romantic affairs, mixed with a few lines about the Four Classics and Five Classics. From time to time, a few people would go to eat in small groups to recite poems and compose poems for the sky, or go to the mountains and forests. The flowing water is flowing.

As for the Shifang Sect, a large sect that is also the land of Southern Fire, it is designed to accept all living beings from all directions, and there are monks from all walks of life. They pay attention to everything, all the schools contend, and hundreds of flowers bloom... unevenly.

So it is inevitable that there will be many famous weirdos among them.

Jiang Su once read a strange story about the world of immortality written by Bai Xiaosheng, and nine times out of ten it was about monks from the Shifang Sect.

In the eyes of the people at Hanshan Academy, the Shifangmen were just a bunch of nondescript rural people living in the ravines.

As for Qingfeng Sect, another sect in the Land of Southern Fire, everyone is Qingfeng and lives a carefree life. In the eyes of Hanshan Academy, they are a group of lazy people who do not know how to make progress.

Nowadays it counts, it’s not that enemies don’t get together.

Jiang Sulan raised his eyelids and smiled coldly, "Hanshan Academy was ranked third in the last hundred years?"

She said what these two people wanted to hear most. They liked to belittle and criticize, but were ashamed to boast about their rankings.

Pipa monk slightly chinned his head and said condescendingly, "Some fellow disciples accidentally lost their hand and took the third place."

The Jade Flute cultivator still had some sense of shame and tugged on his fellow disciple's sleeve, "Senior brother, it's almost done."

"Bang..." The sound of Liuli falling to the ground.

"What? I'm talking to you." Yin Xiu has the most sensitive ears and was a little dissatisfied when he heard the sound.

The next moment, Jiang Su suddenly drew his sword, and a white light flashed. The man's hand that was holding his arm fell to the ground, blood spurted out, and then slowly flowed to the ground.

"..."

The lobby on the first floor of the restaurant was silent.

The monks who were eating melon and watching the fun all opened their eyes wide and watched this scene intently.

Jiang Su took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, casually wiped the blood on the silver blade, and sat down again as if nothing had happened.

He leisurely poured himself a glass of wine and drank half of it.

"Some of my classmates... lost their hands."

"Haha, it turns out that Hanshan Academy won the third place with a broken hand, so today I have helped you once."

With half the glass left, she poured it onto the man's severed hand.

"Ah -" Brother Pipa thought that everything he had just seen was a dream, and he only came back to his senses when he felt the severe pain at the broken joint.

"How dare you! Bumpkin, how dare you chop off my Yin Xiu's hand!" Yin Xiu's hand is extremely important.

He angrily tried to take out the pipa, but found that one hand was missing and he couldn't play it at all, and then he released the pressure.

"Pfft--" There was a sound coming from his body, like a fart...

He was shocked and blushed, "How could it be? Where is the coercion of my late-stage Heavenly Immortal Realm?! You just drew the sword, and your cultivation level is clearly not higher than the early-stage Heavenly Immortal Realm!"

Jiang Su then picked up the empty glass bottle on the ground.

"This fragrance is good. It is colorless and odorless. It can also temporarily reduce your cultivation level and dissipate your vitality. It is perfect for killing people."

She is also in the Heavenly Immortal Realm now, so she has no worries when doing things in the same realm.

In full view of everyone, she put the knife on the man's neck and sneered, "Yinxiu Xiuyin, if you speak so harshly, you must not be very good at playing the pipa either."

The knife was half an inch deeper.

"Get out of here within three breaths, or I will make it impossible for you to leave this restaurant."

"three……"

"two……"

The Pipa monk showed hatred, but suddenly ran towards the door, "Shifangmen! Just wait for me!"

"Senior brother, what's your hand?" Brother Jade Flute picked up the bloody severed hand on the ground and chased it out.

"..."

There was a lot of buzz in the wine shop.

"Why didn't anyone from the Punishment Hall come?"

"Oh, this is a wine shop. The Punishment Hall doesn't care about the wine shop, gambling house or Hehuan Building. The little girl was drinking. It's considered a quarrel in the wine shop."

"Someone broke her hand after a quarrel. She doesn't know what the reason is, but she has such a bad temper."

Liu Yunqing looked at his junior sister's blushing face and asked doubtfully, "Susu, what happened to you? You didn't drink in the past, so you can't bear to let go of that brat?"

Jiang Su usually doesn't drink, and if he does, he gets drunk alone. She doesn't drink well, and although she didn't drink on her face just now, seeing this situation, she is already drunk.

She put down the wine glass, held the wine bottle and poured it into her mouth, "Gulu gulu."

"Heh." The wine bottle flicked away.

She didn't say anything, threw a bulging money bag at Liu Yunqing, turned around and staggered towards the inn opposite.

Liu Yunqing hurriedly paid the money. When he opened the purse, he found that it was all high-grade Yuan stones. His arms froze instantly.

The shopkeeper saw the high-grade Yuan Stone and said quickly, "Hey, Immortal Lord, you don't need so much. The wine I have here is not worth buying with the high-grade Yuan Stone."

Liu Yunqing pursed her lips slightly, and her heart tightened, "I don't have any other Yuan stones here."

The shopkeeper's eyes instantly lit up when he heard this. Does this person only have high-grade Yuan Stone? ! So rich! Seeing that this man is a swordsman, he is wearing nothing but the cheapest linen clothes. Could it be that he is a swordsman with traditional ideas and wants to maintain his image of poverty?

Liu Yunqing really didn't have any other Yuan Stone. His sleeves were clean, and the storage bag was lost, so there was nothing left, let alone a middle-grade or low-grade Yuan Stone.

Holding the bag of high-grade Yuan Stones given to me by Jiang Su, I couldn't help but be so moved that water filled my eyes. I felt like I had a daughter growing up in my family.

He yelled angrily in his heart, "My little junior sister who is obsessed with money actually gave me a high-grade Yuan Stone! She is really raising a daughter to protect her in old age."

After thinking about it, he took out a high-grade Yuan Stone and said, "How many days of food and wine can this piece buy you?"

The shopkeeper thought about the recent price calculation and said, "Fifteen days is enough."

"Then today plus fourteen more days, we will prepare duck for my junior sister every day! I want roast duck marinated in oil and twist."