At the first light of dawn, Dongling City was bustling with activity.

In the elegant room of Wanlin Chamber of Commerce.

Young Master Qin and Elder Chen from the City Lord's Mansion were leisurely sipping spiritual tea.

The magical tea was steaming, and its fragrance lingered in the air.

Young Master Qin sat upright on an exquisite sandalwood chair with a stern expression.

Elder Chen gently stroked his gray beard.

He slowly said, "Don't worry, young master. The people I have chosen are all cultivators in the Golden Core Stage."

Let's send them to investigate the Dongling Pavilion first and see how they react.

"At the same time, the shops in Dongling Pavilion were already crowded with people."

In the center of the crowd stood three rather conspicuous figures.

The leader was an old man wearing a blue-gray robe, with a look of cunning and arrogance in his eyes.

The middle-aged monk next to him was tall and strong.

His face was full of flesh, and he looked ferocious and intimidating.

There was also a young monk who lowered his head slightly, looking low-key and reserved.

But if you look closely, you can see a subtle sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The old man stepped forward, raised his voice, and shouted, "Quickly call out the owner of your Dongling Pavilion!"

You from Dongling Pavilion created such harmful things, which are going to bring disaster to our sect!

Before he could finish his words, he slammed the phone in his hand to the ground.

Then he shouted, "If you don't close Dongling Pavilion today, don't blame me for destroying it."

At this time, the Dongling Pavilion disciple who was standing guard at the door saw this situation.

Knowing that things were not going well, I dared not delay even a little.

He quickly turned around and ran into the pavilion, jogging all the way to find the peak master.

When Senior Brother Li Chen in the pavilion heard the noise outside, his brows furrowed slightly and a sense of unease surged in his heart.

When he heard the disciple's report, he immediately quickened his pace and walked quickly out of the store.

Then he looked at the three people standing at the door and said, "Why are you all shouting here so early in the morning and disturbing the peace of Dongling Pavilion?"

He stood tall and straight, his white robe fluttering gently in the breeze.

The old man raised his eyes, stared closely at the person in front of him, and asked loudly, "Are you the owner of Dongling Pavilion?"

Senior Brother Li Chen looked at the old man calmly, his eyes frankly, and he spoke slowly, "Who are you?"

The old man was slightly stunned at first, then a hint of arrogance appeared on his face, and after a little thought.

He said coldly, "You are not worthy to know the name of my sect."

After saying that, he pointed his finger straight at the phone on the ground.

He said indignantly: "This is what you sold at Dongling Pavilion, right? Such harmful things."

Today, I will destroy it on behalf of my fellow Taoists in the world of immortal cultivation.

Senior Brother Li Chen's gaze then fell on the mobile phone on the ground.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, a subtle movement that carried an indescribable majesty.

He said, "Is this what you call a harmful thing? Your Excellency's reckless actions are not like the style of a famous family."

His voice was steady and powerful, clearly audible in this noisy environment, and the questioning tone in his words was not concealed at all.

The old man was so angry at the question that his beard trembled slightly, and then he turned around abruptly.

He pointed at the young monk standing next to him.

"My disciple has always been the most diligent in his training and extremely self-disciplined. He has never slacked off for even a moment."

But ever since I bought a mobile phone from your Dongling Pavilion, I seem to be possessed by a demon!

The old man's voice rose in anger, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

The young monk lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, as if he was trying to suppress something.

The old man continued angrily, "He's obsessed with his phone all day and doesn't pay any attention to cultivation."

In the past, I could seclude myself in a quiet room for months without being distracted, but now I can't sit still for even a moment.

I was only thinking about fiddling with the phone, and my spirit was becoming increasingly weak.

If this isn't the cell phone you sell at Dongling Pavilion, how could it be harming people?

As he spoke, he took another step forward and approached Senior Brother Li Chen aggressively.

"Don't try to make excuses. You must give me an explanation today, or I won't let you go!"

Senior Brother Li Chen looked calm and saluted the old man with his hands clasped together.

He said slowly, "Senior, please calm down. Dongling Pavilion deeply regrets what happened to your disciple."

However, a mobile phone is just an object. Like a sword, it can hurt people, but it can also protect people. Good and evil lie in people, not in the object.

"My Dongling Pavilion has sold many mobile phones, helping monks to communicate and exchange information conveniently, which is also very beneficial to their cultivation."

The disciple's matter may be due to his lack of concentration and failure to make good use of the mobile phone.

After a pause, Senior Brother Li Chen looked at the old man sincerely.

"Senior, have you ever thought about exploring the reasons behind this instead of jumping to conclusions?"

Since the opening of our Dongling Pavilion, we have always valued trust and loyalty. If we had really done something harmful to others, how could we have survived until now?

The old man's face was still filled with anger. He snorted coldly, "Don't try to be so flattering here. It's so easy to say."

My disciple has always been resolute. If there wasn't something strange about this phone, why would he suddenly become like this? You have to close your shop today.

The old man shouted sternly, then suddenly took a few steps back.

He put his hands behind his back, and the aura in his body flowed, followed by the release of the powerful pressure of the late Jindan period.

The light flickered faintly behind him, like a scorching sun about to burst out.

The monks sensed the surging fluctuations of spiritual power.

Knowing that a fight was about to break out, he quickly stepped aside to avoid being affected.

Senior Brother Li Chen's expression darkened, and then he looked directly at the old man and said slowly, "Senior, are you trying to force this?"

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