After Ji Xuanqing gave the order, Pei Chuan, who was still confused about the situation, was immediately forcibly escorted into the hall by a group of law enforcement disciples.
"boom."
He knelt down on his knees and asked confusedly: "I, what's wrong with me?"
After receiving the news, Du Qirui was furious. He raised his crutch and knocked on the ground angrily: "What's wrong? You still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong?"
"Nie Zhan, how can I accept a disciple as rebellious and unethical as you?"
"Cheating superiors and concealing inferiors, not wanting to make progress, I..."
"I beat you to death."
With trembling lips, Du Qirui released his spiritual power and took out the crutch.
"Ouch."
In the main hall, Pei Chuan was crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf, looking miserable.
"Master, what did I do wrong?"
He jumped up and down, panicking and saying: "When did my disciples deceive me? And when did I stop making progress?"
"If you want to punish me, you have to give me a suitable reason."
"My disciple is wronged, and my disciple is dissatisfied."
Du Qirui gritted his teeth and said: "Zhiyuan is young and not sensible, so forget it. It's good for you that you actually accompany her to fool around."
"Send her to the Immortal Tomb without telling us, and let her go to the Immortal Realm alone to find Suning."
"Pei Chuan, I'm afraid that my teacher has been too indulgent to you over the years, which is why you are so lawless today."
"Suning can spare you this matter, but the Kunlun sect cannot spare you."
"Kneel down for me."
Du Qirui shouted sternly, pressing forward step by step, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Tell me, which leg do you want to break?"
Ji Xuanqing drank tea leisurely, watching with cold eyes and not trying to dissuade him.
Tang Jingyue raised her lips and smiled, not forgetting to add fuel to the fire and said: "Elder brother, if you want to break it, break both legs, otherwise you will still be unable to stop him from doing whatever is wrong."
"If it really doesn't work, I'll cut off both my left and right hands. Isn't it neat and clean?"
Pei Chuan, who fled to a corner for refuge, "cryed bitterly" and said: "Uncle Jingyue, can you please stop cheating me?"
"How can there be an uncle like you who doesn't intercede for me, but instead just adds insult to injury?"
"I, I haven't made you angry on weekdays."
Tang Jingyue smiled narrowly and said, "You just made me angry."
Pei Chuan reacted very quickly and suddenly realized: "I don't want the Beauty Pill anymore, no, I just want two pills, just make sure Qin Yu has enough."
"The rest belongs to you and Qinghe."
Tang Jingyue said with satisfaction: "Do you mean what you say?"
Pei Chuan expressed his position in a panic: "Keep your word, I swear to the lamp that I will never break my promise."
"Uncle Master, please save me quickly."
He rolled and crawled and fled under the wooden table in the corner, curling up and wanting to cry without tears.
Tang Jingyue's "treacherous plot succeeded" and she calmly walked to the incense case of Kunlun's ancestors and said to herself: "This matter is full of doubts. No matter how bold Pei Chuan is, he will not have the guts to make fun of Zhiyuan's life."
"You don't believe him, but I do."
Dao Huo'er said depressedly: "Jingyue, are you saying I'm lying?"
Tang Jingyue shook her head and said: "No, I believe you really saw Zhiyuan in the fairy world."
"But imagine, Kunlun is a long way from the Tomb of the Immortal. With Pei Chuan's cultivation, it will take him at least twenty days to arrive successfully."
"It's been going back and forth for nearly two months, and the ladder formation leading to the fairy world is covered with an illusory formation set up by the immortals."
"Sleep Monster and others can't break through even the sixteenth level of martial arts. How can he send Zhi Yuan into the formation with his seventh level of martial arts?"
"Second, even if Kunlun was in chaos at that time, there was no time to care about Pei Chuan who was wandering around every day. But there were three guardians of the semi-immortal realm guarding the tomb of the immortal. Could it be that they couldn't sense Pei Chuan and Zhiyuan?
The breath?”
"This seems unreasonable and extremely abnormal."
Du Qirui took back his crutches and said in a solemn tone: "You mean, someone is pretending to be Pei Chuan?"
"Or do you suspect that the mysterious person who took away Ling Yatou is the same person who took away Zhiyuan?"
