c_t; Chapter Seventy-Two: Dogs That Can Bite Don't Bark

The respect of the villagers would definitely not be deliberately pretended, after all, in the eyes of those villagers, a small sect disciple was already the object they needed to worship. (Advertisement)

What's more, this is still a young sect, and it will become the existence of the sect master of Zi Chengzong in the future, most of those villagers don't know that Zi Chengzong has countless ancestors, all of whom are very strong against the sky, in their hearts, the sect master is the strongest in this world, the emperor of his word.

This existence that will become the future sect master, in their eyes, it is a god, so that even if Lin Xi wants them to die, it is estimated that this group of people will not hesitate to commit suicide directly, and they will definitely not frown.

This is the consciousness of the people in this space, for many years, Zi Chengzong's brainwashing of them has not been ambiguous at all, in their eyes, Zi Chengzong is their own sky, which has never changed, and there is no need to change.

For such a brainwashing method, Lin Xizhi didn't feel anything, after all, this is Zi Chengzong, and he is also the person in power in this world, and the person in power uses some means to convince the people, in this world of monks, it is not a big deal.

Of course, Lin Xi doesn't think that this is the only means, sometimes, a place and a sect dominate, this is never a good thing, there is no fight, there is no opponent, if Lin Xi is in power, he will not hesitate to cultivate his opponents, as well as the opponents of the sect.

The monk's line has always been against the sky, and the iron and blood have developed to the extreme, if this group of monks loses the minimum blood, this is something that no one wants to see, at least, Lin Xi didn't think that this way is good.

It is precisely because of these that Lin Xi did not speak, and found a fairly beautiful courtyard to stay in, in the eyes of many people, it is a great honor for Lin Xi to be able to enter his own courtyard, naturally, it is all up to him to choose.

Behind him was the owner of this small courtyard, an old man in sackcloth with gray hair, not at all different from the ordinary village elders, if you really looked closely, you could only find that he was a little hunchbacked.

"No one has come to live here for decades, but I didn't expect it to wait for the arrival of the young sect, and this time it is really shining." Seeing Lin Xi take care of himself, he walked to the hall and sat down.

The old man said with a very reverent expression, obviously, in his eyes, this is an out-and-out big man, no matter what the result is, it is very normal, as for Lin Xi's anti-guest, he didn't feel anything wrong at all, what kind of joke, if such a person is not anti-guest-oriented, it is estimated that his heart will be really frightened, there is that superior person, doesn't he see the general public as ants?

Even if it's not, most of them are pretending, that kind of existence can be said to be even more terrifying, at least the current Lin Xi is very real, and there is no sense of inappropriateness. Read the full text of the latest chapter

"Your family members are also disciples of this inner Zicheng?" Lin Xi poured himself a cup of tea, and his expression didn't change much, and he didn't even look at this old man in his twilight.

Obviously, in this state, there is quite a taste of looking down on the old man, and as for why this is so, only Lin Xi himself knows.

"Isn't it? My ancestor accumulated virtue, two hundred and eighty years ago, he came out of Tianjiao, and entered Zichengzong as an outer disciple, and I, an old man, were stained with the light of my son, and I could live under this Zichen Mountain. The old man was very kind, as if all this was a great honor on his side.

In fact, it is also normal, this old man looks like he is ten years old, it is estimated that the youngest age should be hundreds of years old, becoming a strong person in the Dao realm, in this earthly space, it is not an uncommon thing, at least, years of cultivation, even if it is a strong person with poor potential, it is the same.

Lin Xi still understands the truth of the ascension of the chicken dog to heaven by one person, his son has become a disciple of Zi Chengzong, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future, and his father, who is not very useful, is naturally qualified to live under the mountain of Zi Chengzong, at this point, it is impossible for ordinary people to compare, who made your family not have a disciple of Zi Chengzong?

They may not have too strong strength, but the identity of the disciples of Zi Chengzong is the most noble, and the golden ones are more respected than those bigwigs.

"What kind of identity Shaozong has, naturally he can't look down on my son's little disciples, but if you hear a person called noble in the sect, please take care of one or two of Shaozong." The old man seems to be a very knowledgeable person, especially at this time, the feeling of climbing along the pole for the first time is very obvious, itself, Lin Xi is still a little wary of it, but at this time, the moment the old man said this, his vigilance suddenly disappeared greatly, as if it was gone.

Shaozong, this name may be the target pursued by all the disciples of Zichengzong in the future, and it is very likely that a series of things will happen, but for Lin Xi, if he really wants to take care of an ordinary disciple, he can still do it.

This kind of identity is actually nothing in the eyes of many people, and it is a joke before it proves its strength, but it does not mean that ordinary disciples will not give face, so how is it possible, how to say, the gold content of the word Shaozong is still very large.

"If I have the chance, I will take care of one or two." Lin Xi waved his hand, signaling that the old man could go out, no matter what, this Shaozong's shelf still had to be held.

Because, what he represents now is not himself, or the entire Zi Chengzong, no matter what, when he is outside, he is still the Shaozong of Zi Chengzong, no matter whether this identity is useful or not, but in the eyes of others, he is.

As long as there is a slight change, this is what countless people will smear their masters, no matter what, Zi Chengzong's face is still not embarrassed, isn't it? Lin Xi's reaction is reasonable, at least, if he doesn't react like this, it will cause a lot of people to collect.

He knew all this, so he didn't show too much character during such a period of time, just blindly drank tea, and the old man who was respectful before, the corner of his mouth, there was a hint of a smile unexpectedly, but he honestly went down, it seemed that he got what he wanted.

The corners of Lin Xi's mouth pulled contemptuously, and he didn't speak, but the old man's expression didn't fall at all.

Lin Xi has never been a person who will easily trust others, especially at this time, this old man doesn't seem to have much cultivation, and even just an ordinary person, but for him, the brightness in those eyes is full of it, and he understands very well that such an old man will definitely not be an ordinary person.

It must be an old fox, under the gaze of this old fox, if you say that there is no fear in your heart at all, it is completely impossible, but such attention also makes Lin Xi know the little Jiujiu in the other party's heart.

This village will not be so simple, it is certain, under this Zichen Mountain, it would be strange if there were half simple villages.

The old man will definitely not be an ordinary person, but there is no difference between him and ordinary people all along, which is obviously a problem.

Lin Xi, if he had been growing up in Zi Chengzong and had not been in contact with the outside world, he would not have been able to see these things, and the most surprising thing was that Lin Xi himself was very intriguing, so in the eyes of the old man, he could clearly feel that there was something reads;.

is different from the previous second goods, Lin Xi knows very well that it is difficult for people who are really hostile to you to show it.

This old man knew at a glance that he was a crazy old fox, and while he was respectful to himself on the surface, he didn't know how to calculate himself in his heart.

If it was in the Great Song Dynasty, perhaps, such a thing would not have happened, and Lin Xi's cunning character is very clear to everyone, his toughness has never been the kind of talent that defends the sky.

Lin Xi's cunning methods can be said to be very fearful even for tens of thousands of years old monsters, but few people in this inner purple inheritance know, so the wisdom of this guy has never been revealed.

As for how this guy saw that there was something wrong with this old man, it was a bit of a fantasy, it was a feeling, a feeling of potential crisis, Lin Xi knew very well that once such a feeling existed, even if it was wrong, it must be careful, because this is an absolute danger, a danger that must not be let go.

Although, the old man has never shown any flaws, except for the last smile, and even his words are not correct.

The old man gradually withdrew from the room, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even well hidden, and when he came out, his face was replaced with the previous piety, for him, Lin Xi was indeed a young sect, and even his own potential was unparalleled.

However, it's not something I can't deal with now.

An existence that has just entered the Dao, as long as he wants to, he can beat him from heaven to hell in a few minutes, if that guy cooperates with him, if he really doesn't cooperate with himself, he has a way to take Lin Xi's life.

It is very comfortable to go from heaven to hell for an already glorious being, and for the old man, even if it is death, it is very worthwhile to do such a thing once.

In itself, he had already made a series of plans, as long as Lin Xi really lived in his house, he would have the opportunity to get what he wanted.

Even if he is the Shaozong of Zi Chengzong, it is the same, such a thing is a dance on the tip of a knife, and he can only succeed, not fail.

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