Fantasy: Giving birth but not raising? Why are you crying when I become the Immortal Emperor?

Chapter 68 Ye Lingyun's harvest! The Immortal Flying Bow! Ye Chang was upset!
Being held upside down in the palm of the fat Taoist like a dead pig, Zhao Chuanyun's old face, which was almost swollen like a pig's head, suddenly showed a look of shame and anger, and he was extremely sad and angry.

I am totally numb!!

He originally thought that he had come out of seclusion to avenge his disciple Lu Changgong. With his supreme cultivation in the Ascension Realm, he would be able to kill people at will.

But how could he have expected that such a problem would occur along the way.

Ye Tian turned out to be the recent disciple of the Dragon-Slaying Taoist, one of the Four Emperors!
I originally wanted to save some face, but the fat Taoist priest just started to act without any nonsense.

Facing this peak powerful man, even though he was a well-known strong man, he was still beaten without any ability to fight back. There was no suspense at all.

It's simply unethical! !
Seeing that the fight between the two sides had ended and the battle situation was clear, Ye Tian flew forward.

His eyes fell on Zhao Chuanyun's embarrassed old face. Even though he always appeared calm, his expression couldn't help but change slightly at this moment.

After taking a deep look at the embarrassed old man, Ye Tian spoke calmly,
"Zhao Chuanyun, it was your disciple Lu Changgong who tried to assassinate me first."

However, Zhao Chuanyun couldn't help but refute after hearing this.

"Even if he assassinated you, aren't you still alive and well now?"

"I didn't cause you any injuries, but you just killed my apprentice?"

Hearing this, Ye Tian was speechless.

Boy, what does that mean?
You old thing are really a double standard dog!
The fat Taoist raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened instantly, and he snorted coldly.
"Ok?"

"What bullshit are you talking about!"

Before he finished speaking, the fat Taoist loosened his hand that was holding Zhao Chuanyun's neck, and then slapped the latter directly in the face with a powerful slap!
Snapped!
As the crisp sound of a slap rang out, Zhao Chuanyun cried out in pain and staggered in the air.

But before he could steady himself, the fat Taoist threw several heavy punches at various parts of his body!

"I said, you didn't bring your brain with you when you went out today, right?"

"That bastard disciple of yours deserves to die!"

"How dare you talk back?"

Amidst the scolding, the fat Taoist looked unfriendly and punched Zhao Chuanyun hard with several blows, which immediately made Zhao Chuanyun run away in panic, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Stop, stop, stop, senior!"

"I was wrong! Wrong!"

Seeing that the fat Taoist's strength became stronger and stronger, Zhao Chuanyun felt severe pain all over his body. He was shocked and quickly waved his hand to beg for mercy.

"Humph! Now you know better than to be stubborn."

Seeing him like this, the fat Taoist grinned and stopped.

Zhao Chuanyun stood in the air, his face changing frequently, his heart filled with grief and anger, and he almost vomited blood.

I am numb again!!

Today, he has completely lost face.

"Senior, calm down, calm down!"

"It is all because of my negligence in the past that I have caused such trouble. I hope that you will show mercy and I will never dare to do it again."

As a last resort, Zhao Chuanyun forced a smile on his old face, bowed repeatedly to the fat Taoist priest, and begged for mercy.

Seeing his attitude change, no longer as domineering and arrogant as before, the fat Taoist's expression softened a little, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, you're smart."

However, the next moment, what Zhao Chuanyun didn't expect was that the fat Taoist suddenly turned his gaze, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on his fat face, looking straight at the longbow tightly held in his hand.
"Haha, I think your bow is quite good."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Chuanyun shuddered all over, and a little vigilance suddenly appeared in his eyes. He then slowly hid the bow behind him without leaving a trace, and smiled awkwardly, "Uh, senior, this bow is just an ordinary object, just an ordinary object."

"Hehe, it's not worth mentioning."

Then, fearing that the fat Taoist would continue to pester him, he hurriedly took out a jade bottle from his storage bag and handed it to Ye Tian.

"Master Ye, this jade bottle contains a Hunyuan Pill, which can improve your innate bones and aptitude, and is also very beneficial for improving your cultivation. I only have this one."

"Today's gift will be considered as an apology. The death of my disciple will be forgotten. What do you think?"

Hearing this, everyone present was surprised, and their eyes were focused on the small jade bottle in his hand.

They are no strangers to the name of Hunyuan Dan.

This pill is one of the few that can directly improve one's aptitude. It is extremely precious and is extremely rare even in several holy places.

Zhao Chuanyun was actually willing to give up this rare elixir as compensation, which really cost him a lot of money.

However, the fat Taoist was not moved at all. Before Ye Tian could respond, he raised his eyebrows and said lightly,

"not so good."

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanyun's old face couldn't help but tremble violently, and a look of pain suddenly appeared in his eyes. He gritted his teeth secretly and spoke again in a deep voice,
"Three!"

As he spoke, he flipped his hand, took out two jade bottles, and handed them to Ye Tian together.

For fear that the latter would not accept it, he directly forced it into Ye Tian's hands.

"Senior, I am injured and will not stay for long. I will take my leave first."

After sending the pills, Zhao Chuanyun hurriedly bowed to the fat Taoist priest, turned around and was about to leave, and in his haste he seemed to be trying to escape.

However, the fat Taoist's next words made him stop immediately.

"Huh, who told you to leave?"

"I just said that your bow is quite good. You can go, but leave the bow behind."

Zhao Chuanyun's face froze instantly, and he stood there in a daze for several breaths. Only then did he force a smile that was uglier than crying appear at the corner of his mouth.

This Feixian bow is his lifeblood!

If he were gone, it would be more painful than killing him directly! !

Seeing that he was obviously unwilling, the fat Taoist's eyes immediately widened with a fierce light. The terrifying spiritual power that had been dormant in his body suddenly spread out and pressed towards Zhao Chuanyun.

"Why, you ignored what I just said?"

"Hehe, I'm in a good mood today, so I wanted to let you go, but I didn't expect to run into someone who doesn't know what's best for him."

"I have worked so hard to get a disciple, but he is so precious. Today I was scared by you, an old man. If anything happens to him, a broken bow won't be enough to compensate for it!"

Hearing the fat Taoist's words that hinted at murderous intent, Zhao Chuanyun's heart was shocked and his expression immediately became dejected.

Under the fat Taoist's vicious gaze, he hesitated for a few breaths, and had no choice but to take out the bow from behind and hand it forward.

But, halfway through handing it over, he hurriedly took it back and held it tightly in his hand.

"Ok?"

Seeing him like this, the fat Taoist's eyes suddenly widened, and he snorted coldly with a long tone. A powerful spiritual light flashed around his body, and he was ready to attack again!
"No, no! Senior, let's talk it over!"

"I give!"

(End of this chapter)