The leader of this trip is Sun Xiaojun, the Grandmaster of the Gun King. Logically speaking, Wei Yu belongs to Feng Qingtang’s side. He was arrested by people from Prince Zhou’s Mansion. He and others should be happy.★
But when they think of the news that came out from Prince Zhou's residence not long ago, the Thousand-Armed God Lord Honghua Taoist, everyone's hearts are even heavier and they feel even more depressed.
"It was the Thousand-Armed God who took action himself." The statement added.
Sun Xiaojun's frown deepened.
He didn't speak, and the others took him for granted, so naturally they couldn't speak, and they were all waiting for him to express his position.
Sun Xiaojun was already over seventy years old, but his energy and blood were as strong as those of a young man. He sat in the main seat without saying a word, and he still had a faint aura of depression and solemnity, which made everyone present feel a little depressed.
"Leave him alone. You won't easily conflict with Prince Zhou's Mansion, but you don't have to be afraid of getting into trouble."
After a moment, he spoke slowly.
"Understood." All the worshipers responded one after another.
They are all sensible people and joined Jiuhua Palace. If it weren't for the convenience of someone in the court, or the extremely generous salary, who would be willing to come and serve the court.
Therefore, even though we came here to work together, we did not have to risk our lives for money and wealth.
Sun Xiaojun also understands this. Jiuhua Palace has a very strong power, which is actually much stronger than Feng Qingtang. However, from the beginning to the end, the two sides are just tied. On the one hand, it is Feng Qingtang's brain-planning.
The reason, on the other hand, is that the worshipers here are not willing to sacrifice their lives, which is also the reason.
King Purity was eating vegetables, sitting at the table, holding a pair of fried pork with pickled beans in his chopsticks, hanging in the air.
His eyes were fixed on the young man Lin Xinxin was holding, his mouth slightly open, with a confused look on his face.
It seems that I have no idea what is going on.
He was eating when someone came in to report that the Lord Shen had arrested someone and wanted to take him into the Hushan Sect and become a closed disciple.
As a result, after the Thousand-Hand God Lord carried the person through the door, he recognized at a glance that the person being carried was actually the master of Feng Qingtang who had caused him great headaches before and caused heavy casualties among the masters under his command, Golden Spear General Wei Yu
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"Shenjun, are you a little too sudden?"
He felt like he wasn't ready yet.
This is not a normal situation. Both sides should test it out first, then exchange hands, play against each other, and make moves.
Then dispatch the generals.
But what does it mean now?
Captured someone else's general at the very beginning?
He was thinking about many other things first, but Feng Qingtang's reaction. As soon as he thought about it for a moment, he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
Feng Qingtang's golden spear is about to be captured, and there will probably be a violent reaction immediately. Among them, the masters such as the hidden weapon king Xiao Shu may also take action personally. I heard that he is the first-level grandmaster who accompanied him this time.
With a crash, King Purity stood up from his chair.
"This, this, this"
He was a little confused.
"My lord, there is no need to panic."
Lin Xin smiled lightly.
"This boy has a fate with Pindao. I met him on the street and brought him back. He will be admitted to my door soon."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked strange. If you said this to a young child, it would be okay, but to a young man in his thirties, it would be a bit weird.
"Shenjun, this is Feng Qingtang's master! How could you?" King Qingjing felt like he had just poked a hornet's nest. He was both amazed at the strength of the Thousand-Handed Divine Lord and worried about what might happen if Feng Qingtang took action.
Focus on what you should do.
Originally, he planned to advance step by step and let Jiuhua Palace and Feng Qingtang have a good fight first. He could hide his strength and reap the benefits.
But now that I do it like this, everything will be exposed.
"Alas" he let out a long sigh. King Qingjing felt that he had cooperated with the Thousand-Armed God. It was difficult to say whether this move was correct or not.
"Your Majesty, it is God's will that Pindao establishes a sect and recruits disciples. It is God's will that makes you choose to cooperate with Pindao. This cannot be false.
As for Wei Yu, I will let him go later, but now I will bring him back to know his way around."
As soon as Lin Xin saw his appearance, he knew what he was worried about and comforted him with a few words.
Wei Yu is definitely going to accept him.
There are boys, but for someone as gifted as this boy, you have to catch every one you meet. You can't miss it.
"Alas" King Purity didn't want to say anything now, he could only clasp his fists.
"From now on, I will all rely on the support of God."
He was a little helpless. But once Feng Qingtang came to retaliate with all his strength, the only person present who could really withstand the pressure was the mysterious Honghua Taoist priest in front of him.
"rest assured."
Lin Xin responded.
There is only one purpose for his trip.
That's the good seed you've found.
Even a guy with a strong bloodline and extraordinary talent like Wei Yu can do it.
Carrying Wei Yu back to his room.
Lin Xin put it on the ground, walked to the table, poured a glass of water and took a sip. Then he sat on the chair and stared at the other person.
"Have you thought about it? No matter what you do when you enter my sect, as long as you don't betray the master and commit treason, there are no other restrictions."
Wei Yu was also unhappy at this time, staring at Lin Xin with unkind eyes and a look of dissatisfaction.
He felt that he was caught by surprise and was caught by a sudden attack using a hard Qigong skill.
In fact, although the opponent is powerful, he is not powerful to a very high level.
"I have studied my art for many years, and it has long been finalized. I'm afraid I won't be able to inherit what the Taoist master has learned." He said coldly.
"It doesn't matter, you are still young. If it were anyone else, I might give up, but you are different." Lin Xin said with a smile, "Your bones are extremely talented and will not be completely fixed. You still have the opportunity to wash your semen before you are forty years old.
Cut the marrow."
"I am armed with a forty-eight chain golden gun. I am not invincible in the world, but I can only catch the eye of two people. And I am already thirty, and the Taoist priest actually said that I am still young." Wei Yu laughed a little angrily, feeling that this
The Taoist priest is a psychopath.
"Pindao is now two or three hundred years old. Compared with you, do you think he is young or not?"
Lin Xin smiled lightly.
"Okay, let's take your fingerprints."
He took out a piece of paper like a magic trick, which was filled with random characters and symbols.
But it seems that these characters and symbols are quite regular and not ghostly symbols.
"How interesting is it that the Taoist priest is so imposing on others?"
Wei Yu sneered. He wouldn't believe some fallacy that was two or three hundred years old. He thought to himself that this was just a fairy tale. He didn't know what kind of tricks he was trying to play.
After thinking about it, they didn't do anything to him after all. They just caught him and didn't injure or maim him. After all, he was the one who took the initiative in the beginning.
With this thought, he felt a little better, and when he spoke again, his tone was gentler.
"Even if I join your sect, don't expect me to truly surrender in this way. Is such a disciple useful?"
"It doesn't matter, God will change your mind. Besides, it doesn't matter even if you don't submit. Anyway, I don't want you to submit yourself."
Lin Xin smiled, somewhat mysteriously.
Naturally, these mortals would not understand what he had decided.
He grabbed Wei Yu's hand and pressed his fingerprints, and then removed all the joints from his body. Then he went out, asked someone to watch over him, and rushed directly towards the front hall of the club.
Wei Yu's master-servant contract was signed, and he had another good bloodline to acquire.
"Then we'll find some seeds, and they must be well-qualified. It's best if they are a couple."
When we arrived at the front hall, King Purity had already led people to sit there with anxious faces.
When he saw Lin Xin coming out, he immediately stood up with great joy.
"Shenjun, there are people coming outside again."
He said helplessly.
"They can't handle it?"
Lin Xin glanced at Huang Sheng and others standing aside.
The latter lowered his head in shame and remained silent.
"He is a master from Feng Qingtang." King Qingjing sighed, "Zhao Wumian has the world in his sleeves."
"What's in the sleeve?"
Lin Xin suddenly became interested.
Zhao Wumian himself is already eighty-three years old, but he is still famous in the world because of his own tyrannical strength.
The Qiankun in the Sleeve refers to the Iron Sleeve Kung Fu he practiced. He was truly superb and famous throughout the world.
Thirty years ago, after a battle with Hunyuan Umbrella Ding Hai, they ended in a draw, establishing his status as one of the five great masters in the world.
"I didn't expect to meet the Grandmaster so soon." Lin Xin smiled and strode outside. "Let's go and see together."
King Purity and others had no choice but to follow.
Zhao Wumian led his men to intercept him personally. Naturally, Feng Qingtang would not come alone. There must be an ambush around him.
Instead of running away in embarrassment, it is better to take the initiative to meet. Even if you compromise, you will still look better.
After exiting the gate of the guild hall, dozens of people were already gathered outside. Yi Shui was wearing a green shirt outside and white clothes underneath, with his hands behind his back.
There were two people in the lead, an old man with a white beard, wearing a green Taoist robe with extremely large sleeves.
Another man is hunched over, wearing an eyepatch over one eye, and his face is covered with wrinkles.
"Which one holds the world in his sleeves?"
Lin Xin took a step forward and said loudly.
"The Thousand-Hand God Lord, what a great name."
The hunchbacked one-eyed man said something sinisterly.
Lin Xin's eyes turned cold and fell on this person.
"Your Excellency, you have everything in your sleeves?"
"Of course not"
Bang!!
Before Hunchback finished speaking, everyone saw that his whole body was violently thrown back as if it had been hit by a cannonball.
The blood exploded and spread all over the floor, falling on the subordinates in blue and white clothes behind him.
The hunchback's eyes widened suddenly, almost bulging out, and his orifices were bleeding. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
"you!?"
He pointed his finger at Lin Xin, but he tilted his head and died.
Suddenly the whole audience was shocked.
The originally lively onlookers suddenly fell silent and quickly began to disperse quietly.
You can still watch the ordinary excitement, but when it comes to human life and safety, the scale is too large, and it will be affected if you are not careful.
Most of the crowd of people cheering around were gone in one go, and the rest were just people in the world, all swallowing their saliva.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord." Lin Xin made a joke and laughed. "Since it's not the case, why bother talking about it? You are not seeking death yourself, but God wants you to die. It is not the fault of a poor man."
For a moment, the whole place was silent and silent.
Only then did everyone see clearly what had killed the hunchback.
There is actually a brass-colored copper plate embedded in the middle of his chest! (To be continued.) 8