Chapter 12 Then I don’t have the qualities, and neither do you?

Chapter 12 Then I don’t have the qualities, and neither do you?

Outside the courtyard gate.

A middle-aged man in his forties waited quietly.

He was wearing a blue robe, with a long sword in a shark skin sheath slung around his left waist, and his right hand was clasped behind his back. He had a tall and tall figure and a steady breath, giving him the air of a master like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

This person is Ding Le who came to visit.

Hearing the unceremonious summons from inside, Ding Le's face darkened, but he did not attack immediately and walked through the courtyard gate.

I saw a young man who looked like a dandy leaning behind the stone table with his trousers baggy, and behind him was a pretty little woman with a red face, adjusting her clothes sideways.

"Yu worships?"

Although Ding Le had heard that Yu Chongfeng was very young, he never expected that he would be so young. He looked like he was only in his early twenties, but he was actually the martial arts master who was rumored to have captured Chen Xiao, who was in the middle stage of Xiantian.

"it's me."

Yu Xian didn't even raise his eyelids. He didn't have a good face towards anyone who disturbed his mood.

"Who are you? Since you came to see me without even bringing a gift, are you polite?"

"I'm afraid you are the one who is rude, right?" Ding Le's voice deepened: "Ding thought that his etiquette was quite thorough, so he came to pay his respects. Your Excellency first made rude remarks and reduced Ding to a nobody.

When Ding came in, your Excellency didn't come out to greet you. He didn't even want to stand up. How could you have been so polite? "

Yu Xian was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Then I don't have the qualities, and neither do you?"

Ding Le: "..."

Damn it! Misstep!

Faced with this rogue style of play that wanted to bring quality to the same bottom line, Ding Le chose to avoid its edge and get straight to the point.

"I've always heard that Yu Congfeng has great martial arts skills, but I never imagined that he could be so powerful with his mouth. However, Ding came here this time because he did have something to discuss. The scenery of Tianzi No. 2 Building is beautiful. Ding liked it very much, and he also asked Yu Chongfeng to discuss it. Get out."

After hearing this, Yu Xian pondered for a moment and suddenly asked:

"Is this what the prince means?"

He thought that the palace was becoming dissatisfied with his inactivity.

Even if he doesn't work, isn't he still worth two hundred taels a month as a martial arts master?

Yu Xian was dissatisfied and thought of changing jobs.

The Sun Family Pharmacy is pretty good. The last time I came to send money, I even vaguely expressed my intention to sweep the bed to welcome him, and the benefits were great.

Ding Le did not answer directly, but sneered:

"The prince asked Ding to choose his own residence in the enshrinement courtyard, and it happened that Ding took a fancy to your courtyard. If you don't want to, I can see the real seal under my hands.

This house dedicated to the courtyard should be inhabited by virtuous people. "

Yu Xian finally came to his senses: "You are the new heaven-level worshiper from the palace. Are you here to establish your authority with me?"

Ding Le was told what he meant and did not refute. He just continued to sneer: "If you don't dare to fight, please give up Building No. 2."

Yu Xian scratched his head and sighed helplessly:

"If you like it, just say it boldly. Why do you like to use force?

Let's do this, you give me two thousand taels of silver, and I will move and leave immediately. I remember that Building 3 is still vacant, so I might as well go there. "

Ding Le thought that Yu Xian was afraid, so he felt confident and said, "What if I don't want to give it?"

Yu Xian crossed his arms and said matter-of-factly: "If you don't give it, I won't move."

"What if Ding insists?"

"Um, otherwise one thousand eight hundred taels would be fine. It's a friendly price."

"How can you say that you are also a master of martial arts? Isn't it too shameful to open your mouth and talk about money?"

"Okay, okay, don't you just want to bargain? Even if I'm afraid of you, one thousand five hundred taels can't be any less."

"Ding is not here to rent a house!"

Clang!

The cold light suddenly appeared, and a sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword. It hit the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and large branches and leaves rustled down, and the fragrance in the air became stronger.

Ren Shi Ding Le was a top-notch Qi-cultivator, and at this moment he was so angry that he drew his sword and spoke.

"Yu Gongfeng, don't talk to Zuo about him. If you are timid, just say so. Ding will turn around and leave!"

Yu Xian finally stood up, feeling quite aggrieved.

"Made, I don't even know who you are. You come to my door for no reason and want to fight with me. You want to live in my room without even giving me any money. Are you going too far or am I?

You want to fight, right? Come on! Take a slap from me! "

He relied on this reputation to do prostitution for free, and to ruin his reputation, he was trying to ruin his reputation!

Yu Xian condensed the air from his palm, and a red palm print condensed and formed. The air was distorted by the high temperature, and the temperature of the courtyard suddenly rose.

Fireball is Yu Xian's only offensive spiritual skill. Not only has he reached the level of a master who has returned to his original nature, but he can also enter a room and control the shape of the fireball at will, which is quite a bit like firebending.

At this moment, the fireball turned into the shape of a palm, which was very lifelike, as if it was made of condensed fiery red jade, with a crystal texture.

"You sneak attack!"

Ding Le recognized that this palm was Yu Chongfeng's famous skill, the Red Flame Divine Palm, and immediately felt alarmed in his heart, with a look of horror on his face.

This palm was far more powerful than he imagined.

He didn't dare to take the attack forcefully. He lowered his foot slightly, spread his hands like a roc spreading its wings, and retreated very quickly.

But what Yu Xian did was to take him by surprise.

The red flame divine palm transformed from the fireball technique suddenly exploded in the air. Ding Le was unable to dodge and was contaminated by a small amount of sparks. His clothes immediately burned.

This fireball technique is made of spiritual energy, which is beyond comparison with fire. Once it is contaminated, it will be like a tarsal maggot, which will not stop until it burns out.

Ding Le felt the scorching fire poison rushing into his body in all directions, and the true energy in his body spurted out, struggling to resist the flames.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Ding Le could no longer distract himself and felt that his energy was being consumed rapidly. The power of the flame was simply unreasonable. To extinguish even one point of the flame, it would consume a lot of his energy.

After he had consumed 70% to 80% of his true energy, the flames slowly extinguished.

At this moment, most of Ding Le's long hair was burnt, and the blue gown outside had also turned into a fire scene. His whole body was gray and gray, and he still had no trace of the master's bearing just now.

"If you can't even receive a palm from me, what qualifications do you have to say that you want to change rooms?"

Yu Xian put his hands behind his back and looked at people with his chin.

He did not take the opportunity to kill this person. After all, everyone still had a conflict of words, it was not a big hatred, and he was enshrined in the palace, so why should he give him a chance.

But if there is another time, he will have to put on a sack, hit a sap, and sink into the pond.

In addition, regardless of whether this is King Fu's tacit test, today he showed his strength again. If he is not given an explanation, job-hopping will be put on the agenda.

With his strength, he can't stand any injustice no matter where he goes.

Thinking about it, Yu Xian couldn't help but have a thought, and a simple panel appeared below his field of vision.

[Name: Yu Xian]

[Cultivation: Sixth level of Qi training (83/130)]

[Taoist Companion: Magnolia (1/1)]

I have been working harder recently and strive to break through the late stage of Qi training within a month.

Yu Xian thought to himself.

On the other side, Yu Xian's arrogant attitude made Ding Le, who had been proud for most of his life, feel burned inside and almost wanted to fight for his life.

But thinking of the power of the palm just now, he quickly calmed down.

This is definitely not the strength that an innate person should have in the early stage. Even among the Changle Sword Sect of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, only the great elder is his opponent.

A man can bend and stretch.

Ding Le quickly found a reason for himself, cupped his fists and apologized to Yu Xian:

"I respect you for your martial arts skills and I admire you. I treat the matter of changing houses as nonsense and I will never mention it again in the future!"

After that, he turned around and left.

"Wait!"

Yu Xian stopped Ding Le, pointed to the sweet-scented osmanthus petals scattered on the ground and said:

"It's okay if you say it's okay. How should you compensate for breaking my flowers and plants?

I’m not blackmailing you, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that I cultivated carefully, so feel free to give me a thousand and eight hundred taels of silver. "

"I enshrine you, you have to spare others and spare them. Leave a little bit of a line today so that we can meet each other in the future." Ding Le tightened his fists.

Yu Xian turned his palm over and looked at the lines, as if he was about to receive a palm strike at any time.

"Then do you believe that I can make you lose your future now?"

"you dare?!"

Ding Le swallowed secretly, his face was fierce and his heart was filled with tears.

"I am also a servant of the prince. If you dare to kill me, the prince will not let you off lightly."

"Shall we make a bet?"

Yu Xian grinned, and his expression at this moment actually seemed to have the spirit of a young man.

"I don't have any money. I'll send it to you another day."

Ding Le admitted his coercion very wisely. This thing was not a question of gambling or not, it was his own life.

"Okay, you are from the Changle Sword Sect. I'll give you three days. If you don't send me the money, I will go to your sect to get it."

After involving money, Yu Xian's memory suddenly improved.

"Go slowly, don't send me away."

Ding Le came angrily and left dejectedly.

This is different from the script he thought. Wasn't it agreed that Yu Gongfeng's strength was average and he could only do sneak attacks?

It's true that he can sneak attack.

But if his strength can be called average, what should he call himself, scum?

Yu Xian watched Ding Le leave, but he stopped and thought for a moment before saying to Yu Lan:

"Go and call Chen Yi. I have something for her to handle."

Seeing her master's power, Yu Lan was nervous and excited at the same time. At this moment, she was eager to give it a try:

"Master, Sister Xiaoyi is practicing. What can you do? Can I help you?"

"You have another mission." Yu Xian rubbed Yu Lan's face and said with a smile, "Go ahead. She has been eating at my place all day, and it's time for her to start playing a role."

"oh."

Yulan looked a little disappointed, but she still went to find Chen Yi obediently.