Seeing Yan En's jealous look, Lin Jie curled up his lips slightly: "You are disabled, I have no interest in fighting with you."
"I can kill you with one finger."
Yan En was so excited that she almost rushed out. It was you who chopped off my leg.
But he knew how powerful the old madman was, so he could only open his eyes wide and roar unwillingly, waiting for Yan Shuangjian to stand up for him.
Lin Jie's expression was gloomy at this moment, his breathing was stagnant, and his throat was rolling: "You are too much of a pusher, and I am not a soft persimmon. Yan En, I will wait for you to fight when your legs heal, how about that?"
"I agreed!!"
Hearing this, Yan En was so surprised that she clapped her hands.
"No matter how you give away someone's head, it is better than beheading him. Senior, if Lin Jie doesn't fight when the time comes, I and the Lingjian Sect will fight to the death."
Yan Shuangjian also took out the elder's token and pointed it to the sky, as if swearing an oath.
"Whizzing!"
Only then did hundreds of powerful men from Feitian Sect, who were eyeing him eagerly, give up and leave the border of Lingjian Sect.
When the other party walked away, the old madman shook his head angrily and flew to the forest with Lin Jie.
"Senior, are you okay?"
The moment he landed, Lin Jie stepped forward to help the old lunatic.
The old madman smiled and gave up: "A handful of old bones, it's okay."
At this time, the wind lifted his gray hair, and Lin Jie could see the old madman clearly.
His eyebrows were gray and his face was full of wrinkles, like a ninety-year-old man. The wrinkles were layered on his face, without any vitality.
puff!
As soon as he sat down, the old madman spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"It's okay, I'm sick to begin with."
The old madman looked at the blood and shook his head.
Lin Jie was furious.
All this is because I am too weak, I am strong, and I don’t need to trouble the old madman to block Yan Shuangjian for me.
Such an old man, with half his foot in the coffin, actually abandoned life and death to bear a sword for an outsider like him.
Lin Jie immediately knelt down and said sincerely: "Disciple Lin Jie, I will be a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect in this life and will never betray the Spirit Sword Sect."
"Take the little girl and let's go."
After resting for a while, the old madman walked towards the depths of the sea of clouds.
"Xiao Yu!"
Lin Jie picked up Lin Mengyu and chased after him.
Feitian Sect, Zongdian.
"Lin Jie is a rebellious son, a traitor to his bones, who slaughtered his fellow disciples."
The four elders, Yue Shan, Lu Feng, Zhang Nian and Yan Shuangjian, sat on both sides.
Below are Yan En and other disciples.
These disciples all said in unison that Lin Jie killed his fellow disciple first.
In short, all the trouble was poured on Lin Jie.
Yan Shuangjian was so angry that he would not let Lin Jie go.
Lu Feng stood up at this moment and bowed guiltily: "Mr. Yan, I'm really sorry. It's my fault. If I had paid more attention to character when assessing my disciples, I wouldn't have been in this situation today."
Yan Shuangjian immediately responded with a salute, still looking angry: "It is difficult to paint the skin of a tiger, but not the heart. How can it have anything to do with Brother Lu?"
"He has good talent and can break through Jiange Mountain."
Yue Shan was unusually calm.
Zhang Nian, the elder of Yaoshan Mountain, also sighed: "After thousands of years, he can still break through Jiange Mountain, but it's a pity for such a genius."
"Perhaps Jiange Mountain has failed over time."
Below, Yan En saluted everyone with disdain in his eyes.
Lu Feng nodded: "It's also possible that there really is something wrong with Jiange Mountain."
Suddenly Yan Shuangjian glared at the big shots: "I must kill Lin Jie for my adopted son's leg. This matter is not negotiable. Let me say hello to everyone first."
Lu Feng looked at him and consoled him: "Brother Yan, calm down. Although we don't know exactly who the old madman is, we have heard rumors. Moreover, he received your sword and nothing happened. This shows that he is possible.
To be promoted to 'god and devil' is at least to be a 'half-step god and devil'."
"This territory of Jingzhou is a person. When you see the old madman, you have to call him "Senior". What kind of person he is. As the Feitian Sect, we have the same origin. We still have to understand one thing. Mr. Yan, don't you really make him angry?
, not even Shao Xuanzong dared to do it openly with him."
Sect leader Yue Shan stepped forward in person and persuaded him hard.
As the sect leader, he gave some kind words of advice at this time.
But Yan Shuangjian still looked angry and unwilling.
Yan En, kneeling below, has no legs.
This is equivalent to being a dignified elder and losing face.
"If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being."
Yan Shuangjian was furious, broke the tea cup and left the hall.
At this moment everyone was stunned.
Even the sect leader Yue Shan was completely ignored by Yan Shuangjian.
…
Feitian Sect is separated by a mountain from Lingjian Sect.
Decadent buildings and broken palaces can be seen everywhere.
All buildings were swallowed up by weeds.
The entire Lingjian Sect is like a tomb of the living dead.
But some altars and some buildings also tell the story of their past glory.
Deep in the forest, a sword mountain suddenly appeared.
That is a Jiange Mountain.
It is exactly the same as the Feitian Sect's Jiange Mountain.
"Jiange Mountain!"
A path in the forest.
Following the old madman out of the sea of clouds, Lin Jie looked around and saw Jiange Mountain for a moment, as if he had returned to Feitian Sect.
The old madman said nothing and continued to lead the brothers and sisters towards the foot of Jiange Mountain.
At the foot of Jiange Mountain, there are grottoes.
Most of the grottoes are overgrown with weeds, and some of the decaying plants have covered the grottoes.
The old madman took his brother and sister to one of the grottoes, but there was nothing inside.
Lin Jie did some simple cleaning, took out some daily utensils from the inheritance stone, and simply laid them out before letting Lin Mengyu swallow the elixir and fall asleep.
"Xiao Yu, Xuancheng first."
"Then it's Yun Guo again."
"From Yuanying Mountain to Feitian Sect."
"Go to sleep. You have suffered. I will protect you. Even if I live or die, I will not leave you alone."
Protecting Lin Mengyu as he fell asleep, Lin Jie's heart had never felt so weak.
"cough!"
After a long time, the old madman squatting in the corner coughed up another stream of black blood.
"Senior, disciple, thank you."
Lin Jie went to one side and squatted down, feeling uncomfortable when he saw this.
To him, the old madman was just a stranger at this time.
But for himself and his sister, he was actually willing to offend the Feitian Sect.
I am willing to bear the blow of Yan Shuangjian with my physical body.
If it hadn't been for him, Lin Jie would have died without a doubt if he took one strike from Yan Shuangjian.
The old madman was his savior.
No, he and his sister were the saviors.
The old madman looked at him after a while: "You don't have much time, you have to seize the time to practice."
Lin Jie nodded, with firm eyes: "The only thing that disciples are proud of is that they don't risk their lives while practicing."
The old madman patted the dust: "Since you called Yan En, this battle is unavoidable. He is a sword cultivator in the Transformation Saint Realm, and can barely be considered a sword cultivator. And you are in the second Tianyuan Realm, and your talent is also extraordinary, but far from it.
His opponent, Yan En, will have his leg reattached in two years at the latest. If you want to step into the Saint Transformation Realm during this time, it will be a bit difficult."
"Yan Shuangjian and Yan En are two bastards. I am confident that I will win."
Bowing his body, Lin Jie saluted the old madman again.
"I'm used to this kind of thing. How can I still be called a young man if I'm not young and energetic?
I need to rest with the little girl for a few days first, but I can’t rush for this little time.”
After saying that, the old madman clasped his body with his hands behind his back and disappeared into the forest.