Immortal World Supplier

"You... you're rude!"

Ao Li's face turned ugly. As a member of the Tianmeng, especially a Bronze Throne Inspector, no one has dared to speak to him like this for a long time, but this little monk in front of him, who seems to be on the sixth floor of the Nascent Soul, dares to Repeatedly refuted him!

"Hmph! I'll give you one chance! If you can't help Daozun Lu You's injury, I will definitely not spare you!"

Ao Li's expression changed for a while, but he finally compromised.

Without it, the key is that he cares too much about Daozun Lu You!

He was unwilling to give up the slightest hope that he might succeed.

Fang Qi's eyes gradually lit up, and he couldn't help showing a hint of surprise in his eyes. It seems that Lu You is doing well in the Tianmeng. This guy in front of him... looks like his little fanboy!

Shahai City City Lord's Mansion.

"Daoist Zhuo Yuan, this fellow Taoist said that he can heal Daoist Lu You's injuries!"

Ao Li pointed out Fang Qi, and when he spoke, there was a look of embarrassment on his face... because he didn't have much confidence in Fang Qi.

I met him wandering around in the street... and he was still so young, and he didn't look like some kind of magic doctor...

"Him? Ao Li, don't you think things are not chaotic enough?"

Daoist Zhuo Yuan looked ugly for a while, Fang Qi took the opportunity to take a look, um, the whole body is bound with gold thread, according to the regulations of the Tianmeng, this should be a golden seat inspector.

Nominally equal to Lu You...

But in fact, the strong in the cultivation world are respected, and Lu You has been promoted to a high-level Taoist, so he has absolute command over this Taoist Zhuo Yuan.

"Daoist Zhuo Yuan...he said he could give it a try..."

Ao Li opened his mouth, and wanted to justify something, but Daoist Zhuo Yuan's expression had gradually become ugly.

Isn't this Jill's bullshit?

"Hehe... Daoist Zhuo Yuan, there is such an unreliable person in your Tianmeng... This person is so young, his cultivation is no more than the sixth level of Yuanying, and even Zhang Simiao, who has a holy name, is helpless. Yuan Daoist thinks that such a kid can make a difference? Don't forget, Lu You Daoist became like this because of the backlash of Dao..."

From the crowd, a middle-aged monk with six fingers on his left hand stepped out, his words and deeds were full of contempt for Fang Qi.

"Sect Master Wan Ri Tian is right, Ao Li, don't pull this kid out yet! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Daoist Zhuo Yuan's face was very ugly, he felt as if he saw a fool...

"Puff... Wan Ri Tian... Puff Chi... Hahaha..."

Fang Qi stood there solemnly and listened to the Taoist Zhuo Yuan, but when he heard the name Wan Ritian... Fang Qi couldn't help it anymore.

Everyone laughed.

What a joy, and the six-fingered cultivator really looks like that...

Wan Ritian... Fang Qi couldn't help but think of Tai Ritian...

"Boy! Why are you laughing! Your parents didn't tell you... Do you want to respect your elders?"

The six-fingered cultivator narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent in them.

How dare someone laugh at him like that!

What a shame! Absolute shame and shame!

He is considered a figure in this world of comprehension all day long, and was laughed at by a junior today?

How will he gain a foothold in the cultivation world in the future? It's so presumptuous!

If this kind of person doesn't teach him a lesson, it's hard to solve his hatred! He must be taught a lesson!