The middle-aged monk came into the room, went to the chair and sat down. He took out the six level thunder and fire amulet and looked at it. "The two young people don't know if it's a thunder and fire amulet. If they know, their identities should not be simple. But they can't even pay for the house. They shouldn't be people with status. "

The middle-aged friar frowned at the thought that Feng Yuqing had just brought out a bottle of pills. "We should see what pills are in that jade bottle, and whether they are rare pills like this talisman."

Thinking of this, the middle-aged monk could no longer sit still, stood up and walked towards the outside. He wants to go to the brothers and sisters and ask them to buy the bottle of pills.

Feng Yuqing and Feng Yuhua had just finished eating and were preparing to enter the cultivation when they heard the door knocked.

"Maybe it's Shifu. They're coming." Feng Yuhua happily stepped forward and opened the door. Seeing the people outside, he was stunned. "What can I do for you?" He recognized the middle-aged monk who had just bought their talisman.

"Can I go in and talk to you for a while?" Asked the middle-aged friar.

"Yes." Feng Yuhua nodded. Each other's accomplishments are much higher than theirs. In this world where the strong are respected, it's better for the low-level friars not to offend the friars whose accomplishments are higher than their own, or they may lead to death.

The middle-aged monk came into the room and sat down at the table. "I came to ask you about the bottle of pills you bought before." He spoke directly about his purpose.

Feng Yuqing and Feng Yuhua were stunned. Feng Yuhua said, "but we don't want to sell pills." When master and they come, they should follow master and they will leave. They had to sell the talisman before.

"Can you show me that bottle of pills?" Asked the middle-aged monk, releasing a trace of authority.

Feng Yu frowned and shook his head, "sorry." What she hates most is this kind of person, but it's a pity that her strength is not as good as others.

The middle-aged friar snorted coldly, "I helped you before. I didn't expect that you are such ungrateful people."

"You've helped us, but you've also taken a big advantage. We don't owe each other." Feng Yu said in a light voice. Although she didn't know how to make it, she also knew what it meant.

Feng Yuhua reached out and pulled Feng Yuqing's sleeve. He doesn't like the other side's strong attitude, but they are weaker than the other side.

The middle-aged monk's face sank down and said in a cold voice, "don't annoy me. It's not good for you." He said to them in a good voice that they didn't take it seriously, so don't blame him for using hard ones.

"It's no good for you to threaten us." Feng Yu's attitude towards the middle-aged monk is tough. She also has the talisman given to her by her master. If the other party wants to hurt them, she throws it at the other party directly.

"Bang!" The middle-aged monk clapped the table and stood up. He released his momentum and pressed his brother and sister toward the Phoenix family. Since they don't propose a toast, don't blame him for being rude. He has been in Hengtian for such a long time. He has never been insulted by any low-level friar. Today, he must teach them a lesson.

Before Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan came to Feng Yuqing's room, they felt a momentum and released it from Feng Yuqing's room.

I knew that the brothers and sisters of the Feng family must be in trouble. They quickened their pace and went to Feng Yu's room.

Feng Yuqing was oppressed by the momentum of the middle-aged monk. He couldn't make any effort, let alone use his divine sense. Now she knows that she thinks highly of herself. She should have done it before the middle-aged friars released their momentum, but now it's too late to know. The opponents she faced before were all about the same level as her. Even if she was a little higher, she would not be able to suppress her and even use her divine sense.