One hundred and six, disaster comes from the mouth
A dark-skinned young man in his twenties led a twelve-member drum band and played all the way into Baihe Town.
The people in Baihe Town were alarmed by this formation. They all stopped what they were doing as they watched the team crossing the main road of Baihe Town towards the gate of Guiyi Sect.
The news that the Guiyi faction dominates the rookie rankings spread through Tan's steamed bun shops that have opened all over Jiuzhou. In the past few days, many people from nearby counties have come to Baihe Town.
But the clothing of this group of people is obviously not from the Twelve Counties of Yangzhou.
This formation with noisy gongs and drums does not look like someone coming to try out the Guiyi Sect’s maze of trials.
Every household in Baihe Town has a surplus of food. Seeing this, they close their stalls, close their shops, and prepare to go to the theater and join in the fun.
Some of them who were loosening the soil in the fields simply dropped their hoes and followed them all the way to the gate of the Guiyi Sect Mountain without even putting their trousers down.
When we arrived in front of the mountain gate, the leading young man waved his hand, and the sound of gongs and drums fell silent.
The drum band put away their instruments and replaced them with uniform sabers, instantly becoming a well-trained guard.
The young man sent a greeting card to the mountain gate of the Guiyi Sect, then he bowed his hands towards the mountain gate and said loudly: "I, Wu Menglin of the Hehuan Sect, have come here to marry Xia Mingxuan of the Guiyi Sect in accordance with the 'order of my parents and the words of the matchmaker'.
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A few days ago, Xia Mingxuan and Li Run arranged for seven of Wen Caiwei's "relatives", and many people in Baihe Town had met her.
Therefore, as soon as Wu Menglin said this, the people of Baihe Town exploded.
"What? Xia Xianchang is actually engaged? What should Li Xianchang do?"
"I thought they would become Taoist couples in the future..."
"No...I don't accept it!"
"How could Mr. Xia marry into the Hehuan Sect? Why didn't his disciple of the Hehuan Sect marry into the same sect?"
"There is no need for disciples from the Hehuan Sect to come to marry me, lest they ruin a good pot of porridge!"
"That's right, it's better to just break off the engagement!"
Wu Menglin glanced at this group of chattering mortals with disdain.
If it wasn't inappropriate to kill people in front of the Guiyi Sect's mountain gate, these people would have become flesh and blood under his fist!
He reluctantly suppressed the thought of taking action and snorted coldly: "My master has completed three books and six etiquettes, and my parents have ordered me to be a matchmaker. I can't help but Xia Mingxuan refuses!"
At this moment, a flying boat inlaid with many crystal stones and jade came through the sky and stopped in front of the Guiyi Sect's mountain-protecting formation.
Everyone looked up and saw a young monk with a cold temperament and luxurious clothes, standing on the flying boat, quite looking down on all living beings.
The young man nodded to the middle-aged monk with a goatee beside him.
The middle-aged monk quickly jumped off the flying boat, saluted in the direction of the Guiyi Sect's mountain gate, and sent a greeting card.
"Congratulations to Wen from Yuzhou for picking weeds, and you are so happy to be ranked first among the rookies in the twelve counties of Yangzhou! Wen has prepared a small gift, and I am here to congratulate you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of uniformly dressed men and women, holding jade boxes and vases or large and small treasure boxes, jumped off the flying boat and stood neatly in two rows in front of the Guiyi Sect's mountain gate.
The names of the items are posted on the boxes. Although you can't see the treasures of heaven and earth with your own eyes, you can smell the refreshing fragrance of medicine.
The people of Baihe Town were naturally talking about it again.
"The little old man who has lived his whole life, with half his feet in the ground, actually has the opportunity to smell this kind of natural treasure!"
"You feel refreshed when you smell it. If you can take a bite, wouldn't you feel like a child again?"
"Don't think about it, you have never practiced! If you eat this kind of thing, your meridians will be blocked, your orifices will bleed, and your body will explode and die..."
There is a gray-robed monk in the crowd, who is secretly controlling the shadow jade, clearly recording the treasures of heaven and earth in the shadow jade.
He changed his voice and brought the topic back to Wen Caiwei.
"Wen Caiwei is the fifth Miss Wen of Yuzhou? Is she the 'Sick Five'?!"
"Impossible! Isn't it true that sick Wuzhang often has difficulty getting medicine, is sickened by the wind, and can't even walk steadily?"
"How can such a sickly and delicate body pass the Guiyi Sect's trial array?"
The middle-aged monk replied gently: "These two villagers are right! My fifth daughter has been smart since she was a child, but she has weak bones. She has been sick from the age of six to the age when her hair is tied..."
As he said that, the middle-aged monk sighed, "The fifth lady is weak, so it took two days and two nights to pass the Guiyi Sect's trial maze!"
"But it has only been a year, and the fifth lady, who was determined to have a 'waste spirit root' after her hair was tied up, is not only in good health, but also became the top rookie!"
"You know, those who participated in the Rookie Association were 200 rookie disciples from twelve counties in Yangzhou and twenty-one forces, big and small, who had been on the path to immortality for many years!"
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Wu Menglin hadn't seen him for a long time. Someone from Guiyi sent to greet him. There were people from the Wen family chattering endlessly about Wen Caiwei's various deeds, and he was already upset.
He couldn't help but take out a small jar of spiritual wine that he had newly acquired in his arms, and drank a few sips of it at once, before he felt much better.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wu Menglin felt that this jar of wine was stronger than any other spiritual wine in the past.
Unexpectedly, Wu Zhongling, who shrank like a rat in the gutter all day long, would secretly hide such good wine!
But so what, wasn’t he found out?
As drunkenness surged, Wu Menglin became confused and muttered.
"Oh, what kind of rookie is at the top of the list? It's just a sick guy whose engagement was broken off by me!"
"I can hit eight of those nuns who look like bean sprouts with one punch!"
"Don't marry? Huh, it's just right that she doesn't marry. She looks like she can't lay eggs. Who cares!"
"Who is the Wen family? Sooner or later, the Hehuan Sect will swallow up the Wen family..."
"Wen Mengyue is in seclusion and misses men, and Wen Zongyi Yuanyang is gone and still pretends to be serious..."
Wenzong Yi Lianxu's early cultivation level naturally heard his words clearly without missing a single word!
He sneered softly, and his slender fingers, like those carved from fine white jade, moved slightly.
After three slight explosions in a row, Wu Menglin fell to the ground like a broken sack.
Wu's guard exclaimed and hurriedly stepped forward, only to see that Wu Menglin had lost all breath.
They stood close, and naturally heard a few words from their young master Wu Menglin, and understood that trouble came from his mouth.
In order to avoid being implicated and executed, Wu's guards just silently lifted Wu Menglin's body and quickly left the place where the matter was.
The people in Baihe Town didn't hear anything. They only saw Wu Menglin take a few sips of wine, then suddenly fell to the ground and died suddenly.
When Wu's guards took Wu Menglin away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
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After Lin Yige completed the Heavenly Thunder Tempering Body, he took care of himself a little and summoned Wen Caiwei and Jiang Yan to go down the mountain to meet the Wen family's treasure delivery team.
As soon as she arrived at the mountain gate, she heard Wu Menglin's words of seeking death.
Then I saw Wen Zongyi kill Wu Menglin quietly and neatly.
Lin Yige couldn't stop him in time, and watched Wu Menglin fall softly to the ground, thinking it was a pity in his heart.
How nice would it be to leave this person to her to kill?
Lin Yige led the two of them out of the mountain gate, "The Master of the Wen family has come a long way, and it would be disrespectful to not greet him from afar."
