Everyone was stunned, and discussions started to spread instantly, but there was no doubt that almost no one would believe that Bai Qingyang was really not the White Tiger Zhenwu just based on Yu Lin's words.
"Master Yu, whether this kid is a white tiger or not, we have to take him back to see if he can."
Yu Lin stepped forward, spread out his hands, and persuaded with earnest words on his face:
"We are all workers, and I know that you need to make trades, but do you think that which ending would be more appropriate, that of expending manpower and material resources to bring back a counterfeit, or losing to two fists and four hands, and having the white tiger taken away?"
Seeing that someone hadn't reacted yet, Yu Linyouyou added:
"The sects of the few present here should not be at the point where they must have a white tiger, right?"
The crowd suddenly became silent.
Yu Lin smiled and said: "Look, to put it bluntly, everyone is here to join in the fun. It doesn't matter if they can't join in. If you really take the person back and find out that it was a fake, isn't this a mess for nothing? Do you think the people above
Will you be rewarded?"
Bai Qingyang, who was standing behind Yu Lin, looked dumbfounded throughout the whole process as his boss "battled with the heroes". He turned to look at the people from various sects who were deep in thought, and his admiration for Yu Lin instantly went up to a new level.
"Master Yu, what you said sounds nice, but who are you going to find to take the blame for taking away the 'White Tiger'?"
The person who spoke this time was a person who had never spoken a word in the initial argument, staring at Yu Lin with a gloomy look.
"What do you think the meaning of my staying till now is?" Yu Lin smiled strategically:
"When I found out that this person was not the White Tiger, I could have left, so why stay here anymore?
If you can believe that this is a fake and turn back on the spot, then I don’t have to wait until now with all my good intentions.”
In other words, Bai Qingyang was taken away by Yu Lin, and the title of taking away Bai Hu fell on the Xuanqing Sect. Anyone who becomes suspicious in the future will only go to the Xuanqing Sect, and they can avoid grabbing a
There is a risk that the counterfeit will come back and become a target of public criticism.
If Bai Qingyang is really a fake white tiger, then Yu Lin's move can be said to have helped them avoid all potential risks.
But the question is... is Bai Qingyang really fake?
In the absence of more clues, the battle is a psychological game.
Finally, a man carrying a long stick rushed out from the crowd and swung the stick straight at Yu Lin's neck:
"I'm sorry, Master Yu! Whether it's true or not, I'm going to take away the person behind you today!"
Yu Lin was not surprised at all that someone would take action. As long as what she just said could prevent everyone from taking action at the same time and having to use the Mingxuan Fan, it would have been a success.
It is a bit unrealistic to expect these old fritters to be deceived into returning home by just a few words.
Looking at the oncoming wooden stick, Yu Lin sidestepped to avoid it, quickly took half a step back, and then used his strength to pull the incoming stick back. The man's center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and Yu Lin cut his back and pinned him down with both hands.
On the ground.
After dealing with the first person who came forward, Yu Lincai seemed to think of Bai Qingyang, and gave the latter a symbolic tug to hide behind him.
The first one was shot, but when everyone else saw Yu Lin's strength and attitude towards Bai Qingyang, they began to hesitate and waver visibly.
At this moment, another group of people poured in at the door.
The leaders were none other than Zhu Yan and Yi Shuangyu.
Yi Shuangyu smiled and said "hello" to everyone:
"Hello everyone, have you eaten? Why are you so busy holding an illegal gathering at my brother's house?"
Although he had a smile on his face, his words were not so friendly.
Soon some people in the crowd lost their temper and left with a dark face.
Zhu Yan had no time to argue at this moment and hurriedly stepped forward to help his cousin who was pretending to be fainted on the ground.
In front of everyone, Yi Shuangyu walked up to Yu Lin and bowed, put away his playful smile and said respectfully:
"White Tiger has been successfully captured, please rest assured, Master Yu."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Yi Shuangyu raised his hand to signal the people in the team to bring out a guqin, and then stood behind Yu Lin.
Yu Lin stepped forward and raised his hand to brush the guqin. The next second, the entire body of the guqin emitted a soft white light, and a thick spiritual pressure washed out from the guqin.
"Everyone, this is the white tiger town object, the osmanthus harp." Yu Lin paused at the right time, then raised his voice and continued:
"The white tiger has been killed, and I, the Xuanqing Sect, will temporarily take care of it. Please come back!"
A few dark and greedy eyes were firmly fixed on the osmanthus instrument.
"When did the Xuanqing Sect have such great authority? Even if it is kept, we should vote to decide where to put it."
"Master Yu, although I have no objection to this decision, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the fellow Taoists present to accept it!"
If they were still worried when facing people like Bai Qingyang before, then now facing the recognized White Tiger and Zhenwu, this group of people no longer concealed their purpose.
Yu Lin waved his hand and signaled Yi Shuangyu to lift the piano down.
In the blazing eyes of everyone, she said slightly:
"Did I say I wanted you to accept it?"
The commotion suddenly fell silent.
Yu Lin leaned against the pillar next to him, his eyes suddenly became sharp, his tone deepened, and he chuckled:
"Everyone, don't be shameless. The original intention of the Xuanqing Sect was to exist in parallel with your entire Xuanmen system. If I think so, your Xuanmen director position will immediately need to be replaced by someone else."
Along with Yu Lin's voice, there was a burst of terrifying spiritual pressure.
Yu Lin stood up slowly and sighed:
"If you had just stopped and left, there would be no need for us to break up at this moment. But if you insist on persisting, then I can only do it with tears in my eyes."
The second after Yu Lin finished speaking, all the disciples who had fainted on the ground suddenly got up and formed formations at the same time with a very high frequency.
Zhu Yan stepped on the formation's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Start the formation!"
Yu Lin tilted his head, smiled, and snapped his fingers: "Dingzhong Palace."
A large formation covering the entire courtyards appeared under everyone's feet.
The surrounded sects of the aristocratic families were instantly in chaos, pushing and shoving into a chaotic mess.
…
Five minutes later, Yu Lin yawned and pointed at the people who were stunned:
"They are sorted according to their sects. Those in the same city will be packed and sent back directly. Those from across provinces and cities will call the other side to pick them up."
After Yu Lin finished explaining the matter, Bai Qingyang weakly stepped forward and whispered with red eyes:
"I'm sorry, boss, I've caused you trouble. Can I... be of any help?"
The little white tiger's eyes were red, like a child who had been robbed of candy.
Yu Lin sighed slightly and rubbed the top of Bai Qingyang's head. When his eyes touched the latter's face, he suddenly paused:
"Xiao Bai, if you sincerely want to compensate me, I do have one thing I need your help with."
Long wait everyone!
Today’s Q&A, guess what Sister Lin plans to ask Xiaobai to do