What Fang Ting said was the truth. He really couldn't solve this quasi-character character, and could only use his strong true energy to relieve some pressure on Pang Zeming.

Fortunately, Jiang Mu had no intention of killing, but just wanted to punish him. Otherwise, Pang Zeming would not be able to hold on to Fang Ting and would be wiped out in that big talisman before he could arrive late.

Fang Ting looked at the talisman before he was too late and felt a little emotional. This was the Qi training man, and he had to accept it. Why could Qi training man be at the top? This method is not comparable to that of a martial artist.

In terms of realm alone, he is even above Jiang Mu, but when faced with Jiang Mu's quasi-character character, he could only be at a loss. Unless he used brute force to break it, it would be unlikely to remove it by means.

Perhaps even ten Jiang Mu can't compare with him in terms of killing, but even ten he can't compare with Jiang Mu in terms of means.

This was also the first time Fang Ting saw Jiang Mu, and he probably had a certain understanding of Jiang Mu's strength in his heart. He was not even a little stronger than the only one or two great practitioners in Qingyun Sect.

That's why the idea of ​​La Jiangmu joining Qingyun Sect became even more popular.

Just now, I have received the exact news in the Hall of Chuangong that Jiang Mu’s identity is fine. He is a casual cultivator and a hundred thousand mountains that he has come to escape from.

Qi training is a fancy bun, not to mention that a Qi training man who is so powerful and innocent is even more worthy of winning over.

Sudden,

Fang Ting Weiwan frowned. He suddenly realized something was wrong with this matter. His face changed. He stared at Pang Zeming and said seriously: "Mr. Jiang has just moved into this yard. Why did you receive the news so quickly?"

Fang Ting took action to relieve the pressure before he could. Although Pang Zeming was still trapped in the talisman, hesitated for a moment and said, "I just practiced in the front hall. I heard a few junior brothers discussing that a scholar who was powerless and dared to live in the courtyard where my father lived. He was impulsive and wanted to teach this scholar a lesson, uncle, I don't know that he is a great practitioner!"

"Hmph," Fang Ting snorted coldly, saying angrily: "Do you have all the tofu in your mind? Not to mention Mr. Jiang's identity, just saying that he can move into the back mountain must have been arranged by me personally. Why don't you accept it? When will the back mountain be arranged by you?"

"Haha," Pang Zeming sneered and said, "They are right. It turns out that the tea is cold when people leave. My father has died less than a month ago. His previous contribution to Changqinfeng has been erased. Now even the yard he left behind is going to be given away!"

"Yes, yes, this is normal. No matter how great the contribution you have made during your lifetime, it is meaningless. Who cares about a dead person? Right, uncle!"

Fang Ting's face turned pale with anger, suppressed his anger and asked, "Who taught you these words? Do you know what you are saying?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything," Pang Zeming said excitedly: "I only know that after my father died, he had nothing left, and the foundation he laid became someone else's. Now even the only small courtyard that can prove his existence is going to be taken away!" Pang Zeming became more and more excited as he spoke, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and said in a slight breath: "Uncle Master, you... are so cruel!"

Fang Ting was so angry that his face was pale. His hands pointed at Pang Zeming were trembling. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. After a while, a few words popped out of his mouth: "You... you idiot!"

"Crunch"

At this moment, the door of the wing room in the yard opened. Jiang Mu, who had changed into a white shirt, walked out. Seeing Fang Ting not late, he bowed and said, "Hey, Brother Fang Ting, you are here!"

As he said that, Jiang Mu waved his hand slightly, and a breeze blew by, as if he was blowing a pool of river water, blowing away the hovering well-character characters above the courtyard and disappearing.

At that moment, the depressed atmosphere in the courtyard instantly dissipated. Pang Zeming, who had been trapped for a long time, suddenly felt a sense of ease and his body became soft and he leaned on the ground.

Fang Ting hurriedly bowed, "Brother Jiang, I'm really sorry. I'm not good at the low-level disciples. I've caused trouble for Brother Jiang. Please take care of him!"

Jiang Mu waved his hand and said, "Brother Fang Ting was joking. This matter was just wrong. He was disturbing him rashly, causing trouble to Brother Fang Ting. I was really sorry."

"Brother Jiang, don't say that," Fang Ting gently kicked Pang Zeming who had climbed up from the ground in a gentle manner, and said coldly: "I won't apologize to Mr. Jiang!"

Pang Zeming snorted coldly and said, "Why do you want me to apologize to him? This is my father's yard. My master didn't allow it. He forced himself into it and asked me to apologize to him. What's the reason?"

Fang Ting was so angry that he raised his hand and prepared to slap him. However, when the slap was about to fall, he thought of something again, and controlled it, and said in a deep voice: "Get out, come and deal with you later!"

"snort!"

Pang Zeming snorted coldly, glared at Jiang Mu fiercely, turned around and left with a spear.

In the courtyard.

Fang Ting Weiwan looked very bad. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Brother Jiang, I'm really sorry, this child is my senior brother's child. A month ago, my senior brother passed away in an accident. This child has a lot of resentment towards me. It's not targeting you, Brother Jiang. Please don't blame me!"

Jiang Mu smiled and said, "I can understand what Brother Fang Ting said, but I do have the meaning of being a villain."

"Brother Jiang..."

Fang Ting Weiwan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's indeed a mistake that has caused trouble for Brother Jiang." Speaking of this, Fang Ting Weiwan sighed and said, "I don't hide it from Brother Jiang. In fact, I invite Brother Jiang to visit my Changqin Peak, which is purposeful. I hope Brother Jiang can join my Qingyun Sect Changqin Peak."

"Although I am a fellow disciple of Qingyun Sect, there are actually some struggles between the five peaks. My Changqin Peak has always been the peak with the least disciples and the weakest strength. In recent years, the sect has planned to incorporate Changqin Peak into other peaks."

"But this means that the level of disciples in Changqin Peak will be reduced to one level, and most of the disciples will be forced to go down the mountain to leave the sect. I, the master of the peak, really don't want to see this scene, so I insisted on it again and again."

"Some time ago, my deputy leader of Changqin Peak, that is, Pang Zeming's father, passed away unexpectedly. In order to retain the name of Changqin Peak, I had to make many regressions, which led to the increasingly alienation between me and that child."
Chapter completed!