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Chapter 117
Feng Yi felt the same as Lin Du. After Yin Zhong appeared, she frowned calmly.
Feng Yi turned her head and glanced at Lin Du, finding the child with her head lowered, a smile playing on her lips, carelessly playing with a handleless short blade. The short blade glowed with a faint golden light, flexible between Lin Du’s slender fingers, dancing to and fro on the ground. It was a frightening sight.
“Don’t you think it looks familiar? I haven’t seen your master for a long time, and now I’m shocked when I see him like this.”
Feng Yi’s voice sounded in Lin Du’s consciousness.
“Guess why I don’t look up?” Lin Du replied.
One more look and she would lose her appetite for eating today.
Yan Ye was cool and even had a bit of an evil temperament, which was only suitable for his cold and arrogant face and strong, muscular body. If placed on someone who looked clean but still insisted on being righteous, it was a little bit like a tiger rather than a dog.
“Yin Zhong is like a eunuch who insists on going against nature even though he knows he won’t grow up.”
Feng Yi: …What exactly did Yan Ye teach this child?
If there was any filter, it was just so broken.
But considering how venomous he was, he was probably Yan Ye’s direct disciple.
When Yin Zhong greeted everyone, Feng Yi, Ju Yuan, and others had already stood up. Only Lin Du sat firmly in her seat, and Mo Lin was suppressed by her spiritual power and couldn’t get up.
Lin Du’s coughing suppressed the greetings of the Supreme Sect members. Mo Lin was so blessed that he also shivered, covering his legs, gritting his teeth and grabbing Xia Wu’s sleeves, “Junior Sister, my bones hurt badly, please give me some more elixirs. I’m the only one.”
The two were sitting there, one trembling and unable to get up, the other coughing and still vomiting blood.
Ju Yuan’s eyes widened, Feng Yi was as steady as a mountain, “Elder Yin Zhong, don’t be surprised, my junior is really suffering from a stubborn illness and can’t get up.”
The smile on Yin Zhong’s face froze halfway. He had expected many situations, but in the end, it wasn’t as chaotic as it was now.
What kind of righteous person could be so imageless and disregard all etiquette and decorum?
“We are here this time to deliver the evil cultivators you sent to cause trouble.” Feng Yi paused and looked at Lin Du, who was addicted to acting.
Lin Du closed the blood-stained handkerchief, stood up, and then took out a spirit animal bag. In the strange eyes of Yin Zhong and the disciple, a woman emerged.
The woman fell to the ground, still unconscious, but the chains on her hands and feet made a clanging sound.
Yin Zhong couldn’t even put on a smile on his face, so he had to stop smiling and frown, “This evil cultivator is indeed a disciple of my outer sect. We, the Feixing Sect, will definitely be responsible to the end. I am ashamed to say that, as the outer disciple in charge, I, the elder of the sect…”
“The real person is right, Tao Xian must have told you,” Lin Du cut off his words, “Fifty thousand high-grade spiritual stones.”
“You want to cultivate a Dzogchen monk in the Soaring Cloud Realm and me. A person who is number one on the Qingyun Ranking and has half a million high-grade spiritual stones is rare. Now that one of our spiritual bones has been completely destroyed and turned into mortal bones, it will only take a hundred years to cultivate well. After that, the talent will no longer be there, and I…”
Lin Du raised her finger and pointed at the white hair on her temples and the back of her head, “My body has been defeated and my life has been taken away. I’m afraid my life is coming to an end soon.” “Coming here today is just a small compensation. What do you think? What?”
She didn’t wait for Yin Zhong to speak, and then said to Feng Yi and Ju Yuan, “Senior brother and sister, I have been living on my last breath all my life, and the compensation from the Feixing Sect may not be even ten percent of the medicine you spent on me. One, but this is the last thing I can do to make up for you.”
Ju Yuan’s face couldn’t hold back, and he squeezed out a few tears, “Why is it like this, junior sister? It’s all the fault of those bad people, otherwise you still have to do it. There is life…”
Yin Zhong suddenly saw the little white lotus floating in the wind. Even though he had seen countless people, he had never seen such a scene. He couldn’t even think of a way to delay the attack – all the shops were ransacked, those people who deliberately came to find trouble, those aristocratic families were so narrow-minded, they found out his hidden power of the shop from somewhere, and now he can only break his teeth and swallow his blood.
He gritted his teeth and took out a box. When he opened the box, there were three hundred spiritual crystals inside.
That was all his wealth, and he couldn’t get angry in front of Feng Yi and Ju Yuan.
Feng Yi stood still, “This is only 300,000. The elders of Feixing Sect must always keep their promises. Our Supreme Sect is not in need of these compensations, but the juniors have been harmed, and they still feel guilty and defend our sect. We must accept the compensation we strive for.”
No one in the world can say that she is taking advantage of others by raising prices and taking advantage of them.
Yin Zhong gritted his teeth and said, “There are two hundred thousand left, and I am willing to pay for it with treasures of the same price.”
Lin Du sat back again, looking like he was sick and his bones were torn apart. He did not look at Yin Zhong, but his eyes fell on the disciple. With a clear face on his face, he said, “We don’t mind the spirit stones. It’s not like we don’t have storage bags. No matter how fragmented they are, we have a place to put them.”
Yin Zhong could only take out another storage bag, “Here, There are about 200,000 low-grade spiritual stones. There are 100,000 medium-grade spiritual stones here.”
Yin Zhong tried his best to collect them. He gritted his teeth and began to shake off the belongings. A pile of things fell in the hall, like a desperate hamster having its cheeks ripped out of the belongings.
Lin Du looked at Yin Zhong thoughtfully. The Feixing Sectwould definitely not give him this money, but Yin Zhong insisted on Shao Fei. Why?
He clearly had half of his cultivation level cut off by himself. This matter was about to be exposed, but he still acted like an upright elder who was ignorant and almost lost his pants.
Lin Du frowned and stared at Shao Fei for a while.
She had checked and found that Shao Fei’s consciousness was intact. In other words, this person had not been taken away from him and had no distraction marks.
Now that her body was disabled and she was still suffering from the backlash of Zigu, she would even walk in front of Lin Du who did not take any medicine. The only thing left…
Lin Du suddenly flipped the short blade that had been turned over to the back of her hand with her backhand and held it. In the hand, even if it is not sharpened, just holding it in the hand can cause pain.
She took a deep breath and forced herself to stay alert. Yin Zhong had a way out, and he could even stay in the sect intact.
What’s the way out?
Yin Zhong had been to the Gu stronghold before, and Qi Zhun had also fallen into the Gu stronghold. Yin Zhong was good at stargazing and divination.
Lin Du tightened her grip. Today she specifically pointed out that Mo Lin’s spirit bones were gone and her life was short. Yin Zhong was indeed shocked and even regretful.
Qi Zhun’s last move may indeed have been aimed at Mo Lin. A person’s hatred at the last moment is endless. This is also the reason why the evil spirit is so strong in the moment after death. That hatred may be aimed at killing himself. The person, maybe also facing… companions.
In the previous life, they tried their best to use Shao Fei to obtain the spiritual bones, so in this life, Qi Zhun destroyed Mo Lin’s spiritual bones and ruined the hope of another companion…
Lin Du slowly raised her hand, let go, and saw Xiang Yinzhong, who was taking out various treasures from heaven and earth, breathed out lightly, and the smile on his lips became more real.
This time, she won’t make another miscalculation.
“That’s it, two real people, are they enough?” Yin Zhong said earnestly, “I am the elder in charge of the outer sect. I should be fully responsible for this matter. Now I have given all my wealth and I have given all my heart.”
He said and glanced at Lin Du, “After all, these two sect rebels will bump into the two Supreme Sect, it is just… destiny…”
Lin Du raised her eyes and faced each other without hesitation. She caught his eye, and then softly uttered a sentence, “Master Yin Zhong’s eyes can actually see clearly.”
I don’t know if the old master, Master, dislikes the eyes turned into spiritual vines.
Suddenly there was a burst of voices outside the hall.
The people inside were also attracted by a few breaths. Yin Zhong said calmly, “I think the headmaster and the elders have come to pay homage to the two real people of the Supreme Sect.”
Yin Zhong’s disciple suddenly said in surprise, “Elder brother “
In front of the gate of the Golden Palace, Tao Xian stood in front of the palace with his arms full of wooden bars and his back straight. Even though his body was lifeless, his eyes were astonishingly bright.
He raised his hand, and the wooden block in his arms fell steadily to the ground. Only then did everyone realize that there were fifteen tablets with people’s names written on them in dark blood.
Su Tong, a direct disciple of the Feixing Sect, Yan Jue, a direct disciple of the Feixing Sect…
Tao Xian, a direct disciple of the Feixing Sect, wrote Tao Xian’s own name on the last tablet.
Behind him, there were many people, including the leader of the Feixing Sectand the elders of the Punishment Hall, one on the left and one on the right.
When Tao Xian opened his mouth, his voice was like a loud bell, ringing to the ground.
“Elder Tianhengfeng of the Feixing Sect personally taught Tao Xian, the eldest disciple, and brought fourteen juniors to seek justice from the revered master Yin Zhong.”
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