Wu Bingjie proudly crossed her arms and raised her head: "I will teach you a lesson today. Let's see if you dare to talk too much in the future! Get out!"
Song Anfu gritted his teeth, got up with dark eyes, and ran away without looking back.
After Song Anfu ran away, Lin Xiaodong walked up to Wu Bingjie and asked with concern: "Senior sister, are you okay?"
Wu Bingjie shivered all over and said, "It's nothing, just a little cold."
Lin Xiaodong said: "It may be that cold air has entered the body. Let me check it for you."
Wu Bingjie hesitantly stretched out her wrist, and Lin Xiaodong put his fingers on it. He closed his eyes and saw that indeed, the cold air was accumulated in his body.
"It's nothing. Senior sister, please don't move. I'll just draw out the cold air."
Wu Bingjie held the front of her clothes with both hands and nodded obediently: "Okay."
Lin Xiaodong reached out to Wu Bingjie's chest, grabbed Lonely and pulled her back. A stream of white air emerged from Wu Bingjie's chest and dissipated in the air.
Wu Bingjie's heart lightened up and she stopped being cold. She said happily: "Okay! Thank you! I didn't expect you to be so powerful now. Even the disciple of Shiyue Temple is no match for you."
Lin Xiaodong nodded: "I got advice from an expert right here at Yunjin Lake, and I did gain a little bit."
Wu Bingjie giggled: "Song Anfu suffered a big loss today, let's see if he dares to trouble me again in the future!"
Lin Xiaodong looked at the lake and said, "It's a pity that he knew we were here."
Wu Bingjie also sighed sadly: "Yes, and you have worked so hard to practice with me every day, but I haven't made any progress."
Lin Xiaodong shook his head: "It's nothing."
Then he asked, “What should we do?
Continue to practice, or change places?"
Wu Bingjie shook her head: "I won't practice anymore."
Lin Xiaodong was puzzled: "Why don't you practice anymore?"
Wu Bingjie raised her head and glanced at Lin Xiaodong, then quickly looked away, lowered her head and pursed her lips with a smile, and said: "If you were a girl, I would have practiced it long ago."
Lin Xiaodong understood, nodded and said: "Okay, call my junior sister later to protect you."
Wu Bingjie raised her head again, with moonlight shining in her eyes: "Thank you."
Lin Xiaodong nodded: "Sister, let's say goodbye."
Lin Xiaodong handed over his hands and was about to leave, but Wu Bingjie suddenly stopped him: "Huh?"
"how?"
Lin Xiaodong came back to his senses.
Wu Bingjie's eyes were filled with emotion, she took a step forward, held her head high, and took Lin Xiaodong's hand.
"Elder Lin, take care."
After saying that, he turned around and turned into a red light and escaped.
Lin Xiaodong looked up and saw the bright moon and stars, and the lake was like a mirror. He couldn't help but smile, and his figure turned translucent and went back to the mountain.
Let's talk about Xie Wenlun, who buried the seeds of Lingxiao Vine in the back mountain of Huoyun Sect, killing Taoist Lanxia, Zhang Xiangqi, and Zhong Xingchang.
Xie Wenlun guessed that Lingxiao Teng was not a good thing. He was cheating and cheating in the city every day, and he inquired about Taoist affairs from time to time, but he was greatly disappointed.
The Lingquan sect is alive and well, but Taoist Lanxia has died and Niu Bingzhi has become the new leader.
Xie Wenlun suspected that he was being used as a target, and searched all over the city for the scholar in white that day, but found nothing for many days.
That afternoon, Xie Wenlun passed by the teahouse that day again and saw the window of a room on the second floor open, and the scholar in white was drinking tea. He lowered his head and glanced at Xie Wenlun.
Xie Wenlun rushed into the teahouse angrily, entered the room, and shouted: "Are you kidding me?"
The scholar in white took his time and pointed to the chair opposite him and said, "Sit down."
Xie Wenlun sat down and grinned: "Didn't you say that with people like you, let alone the Lingquan Sect, the entire Shannan Road would be turned upside down?
Why is it that only Taoist Lanxia died?"
The scholar in white took a sip of tea, put the tea cup on the table, and said: "Something unexpected happened. There was an Elder Lin from the Lingquan Sect who had advanced cultivation and defeated Taoist Lanxia."
Xie Wenlun thought that Lin Binhai was dead, and the only person named Lin on the mountain was Lin Xiaodong. He glared: "Lin Xiaodong?"
The scholar in white clothes nodded: "This man defeated Taoist Lanxia and got rid of the Lingxiao Vine."
Xie Wenlun lowered his head and rolled his eyes, feeling incredible: "Lin Xiaodong defeated Taoist Lanxia?
How can it be?
How can Taoist Lanxia win with a hundred years of practice and Lin Xiaodong with thirty years of Taoism?"
The scholar in white shook his head: "I don't know either."
Xie Wenlun asked anxiously: "What should we do?"
The scholar in white said easily: "It doesn't matter, it's just one person. The water and fire factions of Shannan Road have been grudges for a long time. There is only one fuse left. It cannot be controlled by one person."
Xie Wenlun guessed that this person just wanted the Shannan Daomen to kill each other so that they could reap the benefits. He couldn't help but grinned: "So, you have other means?"
The scholar in white picked up the teacup again: "Of course.
This is just the first thing you have to do for me, and there are two more things next."
Xie Wenlun smiled: "What's the benefit of me working for you?
The Lingquan Sect is still alive and well."
The scholar in white nodded and said, "Give me your hand."
Xie Wenlun stretched out his hand warily.
The scholar in white clothes grabbed his hand and closed his eyes to perform the exercises.
Xie Wenlun felt a wave of heat coming from his wrist, and was shocked: "He is actually teaching me my skills?"
The scholar in white looked calm, but Xie Wenlun was hot all over and sweating profusely. In just a moment, the scholar in white gave him fifty years of cultivation!
You can give people fifty years of Taoism! "Who are you?"
The scholar in white smiled without answering and said: "After the matter is completed, I will give you another fifty years of mana. By then, the Lingquan sect will be all over the mountain. I am afraid no one will be your opponent. Even if the Lingquan sect can be preserved, you will be in trouble."
You can take revenge yourself."
Xie Wenlun was overjoyed, grinned and raised his hands: "What kind of things do you want me to do?"
The scholar in white took out a box from his arms, opened it, and placed a red light on the roof. The temperature of the surrounding air increased.
Xie Wenlun stood on tiptoe and looked around. There was a red pearl in the box, which was a fire treasure.
The scholar in white said, "Bury this thing in Taimeng Mountain, Xingcang Town."
Xie Wenlun understood as soon as he rolled his eyes that Xingcang Town, Taimeng Mountain, was less than ten miles away from Shiyue Temple on Baotong Mountain.
If the Yunyang Sect discovers this object, they will definitely come and get it, and since this is the doorstep of Shiyueguan's house, they will not let the Yunyang Sect succeed easily. If the two factions fight, there will probably be a battle of water and fire, with bloodshed thousands of miles away.
"I'll go right away!"
Xie Wenlun picked up the box and went downstairs happily.
The scholar in white clothes sat on the teahouse, looked at the mountains in the distance, and drank another cup.
On the afternoon of the second day, Xie Wenlun came to Taimeng Mountain in Xingcang Town. Ten miles further east from here is the Shiyue Temple on Baotong Mountain.
Xie Wenlun came to the top of the mountain and looked down. It was a rocky mountain. The mountain was bare, not a single tree grew, and there were occasional shrubs and weeds. The scenery was unremarkable.
"I hope this thing can stir up trouble between the water and fire sects. When the time comes, your Lingquan sect, as a water sect, may not be able to survive alone."