Miao Xiangzheng lowered his voice and said: "Xie Wenlun! It's Xie Wenlun! Xie Wenlun drugged us, arrested everyone, and forced the leader to hand over the whereabouts of the Yongquan Pearl."
"Spring Bead?"
Lin Xiaodong and Guo Chuxiu looked at each other.
Miao Xiangzheng said: "Let's run away quickly. No one here is Xie Wenlun's opponent."
After hearing this, Lin Xiaodong happily said to Guo Chuxiu: "Fortunately, I took the pill before coming here."
Guo Chuxiu blinked and asked Lin Xiaodong: "Are you sure?"
"If you are not sure, you cannot sit idly by."
Lin Xiaodong's eyes were firm.
Seeing how determined and brave he was, Guo Chuxiu was even more affectionate and nodded: "I'll go with you."
Miao Xiangzheng panicked: "What are you going to do?
You two have only been on the mountain for half a year, who is Xie Wenlun's opponent?
He has cultivated for ten years, and all the leaders have fallen into his hands!"
"I'll let you go. You go quietly. I'll go find Xie Wenlun."
Lin Xiaodong was right about Miao Xiang.
Miao Xiangzheng was anxious: "Don't be brave and run away. You have nothing to do with Xie Wenlun causing such a thing. He doesn't like you in the first place. You are not going to die now!"
Lin Xiaodong didn't answer, and untied the outer disciples, saying: "You guys should leave quickly!"
When Miao Xiangzheng saw that Lin Xiaodong insisted on going, he simply waved his arm and glared: "That's it! You've only been up the mountain for half a year, and you don't have anything to fear from me. If I run away, I'll be sorry for the master's ten years of cultivation!"
Other outer disciples also expressed their intention to stay and deal with Xie Wenlun together. Lin Xiaodong couldn't help but nodded and said, "Let's go together."
A dozen or so people came out of Taideng Hall with great momentum, turned back and walked towards Funing Hall.
When I walked to the Taideng Hall, I met Xie Shengbin walking towards me. Xie Shengbin was startled, glanced at everyone, and ran back, shouting as he ran: "Uncle, they ran out, Lin Xiaodong is back!"
In the Funing Hall, Xie Wenlun was interrogating the master and several disciples. He stood in the middle of the hall. There was an incense case under the statue of the Four Heavenly Kings. In front of the incense case, Linquan Taoist, Lin Binhai, Zhang Yuwen, Zeng Junmin, Wu Gaoyuan and Pan Xiaoxing were all
They were tied up with five flowers and knelt in a row.
Hearing that Lin Xiaodong was back, Xie Wenlun grinned: "You're here just in time!"
When he walked out of the main hall, he saw Lin Xiaodong leading all the outer disciples to the front of the hall.
Miao Xiangzheng pointed at Xie Wenlun and cursed angrily: "How could you do such a thing that deceives the master and destroys the ancestor!"
Xie Wenlun ignored Miao Xiangzheng and asked Lin Xiaodong: "Where is the Yongquan Pearl?
Hand it over! Otherwise, I will kill them!"
Lin Xiaodong spread his hands: "What do you mean by Yongquan Pearl?
I heard it for the first time today!”
"You are so stubborn! Okay, I will kill Pan Xiaoxing now!"
Xie Wenlun raised the knife.
Lin Xiaodong asked: "Where did you hear about Yongquan Pearl?
Just for a pearl, you would do something like this to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"
Xie Wenlun grinned: "That's what the Huoyun Sect said! This old Taoist had a bead on his body when he was born. Now it has eighty years of magic power, but he hid it. I think he either gave it to Pan Xiaoxing or gave it to you!"
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Lin Xiaodong felt ridiculous: "How could you listen to the Huoyun Sect?
Didn’t you fall into their trap?”
Xie Wenlun smiled fiercely: "Huoyun Sect lied to me?
Didn’t Lingquan Sect lie to me?
Tell me, have you ever eaten the leader's Xiaozao?"
Lin Xiaodong raised his chest and stared: "The leader has never given me anything alone!"
Xie Shengbin asked fiercely: "Then why does your cultivation level increase so fast?"
Lin Xiaodong shook his head helplessly: "That's because I don't practice the exercises of your Lingquan Sect, so I want to be an outer disciple."
Xie Wenlun's eyes were full of madness. He pointed his sword at Lingquan Taoist and said: "I don't care, if I can't see Yongquan Pearl today, I will kill you all!"
Lin Xiaodong thought to himself: "I didn't expect that a sinister and cunning person like you would do such a stupid thing. It turns out that you were bewitched by the Fire Cloud Sect."
Xie Wenlun indeed learned about the Yongquan Pearl from the Huoyun Sect. Shortly after Lin Xiaodong left, he went down the mountain on the pretext of collecting medicine, and like Lin Binhai, went straight to the county town to eat, drink and have fun.
That night, while he was having a drink in a restaurant, a woman in a red dress suddenly walked in outside the door.
Xie Wenlun felt the corners of his eyes glowing red, and when he looked back, he realized that the person was Zhang Xiangqi, the third junior sister of the Huoyun Sect, who had brought the second-generation disciple up the mountain to play in the gym.
Zhang Xiangqi was wearing a red dress, her hair was in a bun, her lips were red and her skin was as white as snow. She came to the restaurant alone. When the waiter saw the beauty coming to the door, he came up with a smile: "Hey, girl, what do you want to eat?"
Zhang Xiangqi stood at the door, looked left and right, found Xie Wenlun, walked up and sat down opposite him.
Xie Wenlun pointed around with a straight face and said, "There are empty seats everywhere in this restaurant. Why do you want to sit across from me?"
Zhang Xiangqi smiled, trembled her skirt, and said, "Because I came here specifically to see you."
Xie Wenlun turned away and said coldly: "You and I don't get along with each other in our sects, and we don't even talk to each other. What do you want from me?"
Zhang Xiangqi smiled: "I'm just talking to you. Let me ask you, that day when I went to your mountain gate, several of your senior brothers went down the mountain. Why did you stay on the mountain?"
Xie Wenlun said coldly: "Because I want to stay and look after the second generation disciples."
Zhang Xiangqi smiled disdainfully and said: "Why do you have so many senior brothers to keep you?"
"Because I am the youngest."
"You are the youngest, so you can only stay and be the king of children?"
Xie Wenlun couldn't lose face and said angrily: "What on earth do you want to say?"
Zhang Xiangqi no longer hid it, and said: "You are extremely talented, but Taoist Linquan did not take you with him when he went down the mountain to hunt for treasures. He asked you to stay on the mountain to take care of the second-generation disciples. But if the second-generation disciples become the situation in the future, if
If it exceeds you, then you will become useless."
Xie Wenlun smiled confidently: "I have ten years of cultivation, and a second-generation disciple has only been on the mountain for half a year. How can he surpass me?
How is that possible?"
"I don't know about others, but the outer disciple Lin Xiaodong who defeated my second-generation disciple of the Fire Cloud Sect, Lin Xiaodong, has only been on the mountain for half a year and already has three years of mana. According to this calculation, his power will be in a year and a half.
My cultivation level is equal to yours."
When Zhang Xiangqi said this, Xie Wenlun's face gradually turned ugly and he said harshly: "So what?
That’s because he worked hard on his own.”
Zhang Xiangqi shook his head: "Senior Brother Xie, you and I are both cultivators, and you should know the ways of doing this better than me. Don't you think it's strange that an outer disciple has three years of magical power after going up the mountain for half a year?"
When asked about Xie Wenlun's weak point, he finally changed his mind and said coldly: "That boy is full of bad luck. I think it was the boss who gave him Xiaozao!"
After hearing this, Zhang Xiangqi smiled charmingly and said: "Brother Xie, you are the youngest among the first-generation disciples and have the weakest relationship with the master. If you are asked to train a second-generation disciple, it obviously means that I have given up on you. When the second-generation disciple becomes