827 tears the skin

Lin Jiu had finished dealing with all the people who needed to be dealt with in the secret prison, and it was already approaching evening.

Under the leadership of Zhou Muhai and Zheng Yi, the outer disciples are helping more than 100,000 people in Xiaoshan Town evacuate from the entrance of the underground palace to their homes, and then they will be led back to Jiufeng to settle down.

Although this trip to the secret realm and the subsequent in-depth luring of the enemy did not involve the outer disciples, it was still very hard to take care of more than 100,000 people in the underground palace, and Zhou Muhai was the master and gave this group of outer disciples a small two-day vacation.

Of course, the main reason was that the inner disciple who acted as a cultivation teacher was tired and needed to rest.

The Qianshan Sect Master Peak was also almost cleaned up by Lin Xiaowan, everyone was tired for nearly twenty days, and the big kitchen didn't have much heart to start, Lin Xiaowan simply sent a batch of Bigu Dan down, let everyone top it for a day, and the big kitchen and the kitchen on the nine peaks were officially restored the day after tomorrow.

Everything was arranged in an orderly manner, and when Lin Jiu returned to the Sect Master's Hall, Lin Xiaowan had already put the empty storage ring in the study.

After catching the dumpling as a strong man, Lin Jiu took out the storage ring that specially collected the size of the Sect Master's Palace, and the Tuanzi was responsible for helping to restore the Sect Master's Hall to its original state, while Xuanyi followed Lin Jiu all the way into the kitchen of the Sect Master's Palace.

"Crayfish, barbecue, and the one you brewed called beer, smash some ice, it's so hot."

Lin Jiu: "......"

Lin Jiu raised her eyes and looked at Xuanyi, did her uncle know too much?

"Okay, Uncle Shi, you keep an eye on the study, if Xiaohai and Zheng Yi come back to restore their lives, ask them to come over and eat together."

“…… Zheng Yi's kid doesn't have a lot of food, you can cook more. ”

“…… Yes. ”

Can you make a little difference?

Crayfish have been, and the lake of Xiaoxianyuan has developed to the current scale, and it is no longer a simple deep pool.

Crayfish is vigorous and vigorous, it can be seen everywhere in shallow water, usually the rattan vine is grasped and washed and handed directly to Lin Jiu, Lin Jiu took it and threw it into the bead space as a stock.

In the past, when Qianshan Sect didn't have so many things, Lin Jiu and Tuanzi made a lot of butter hot pot base in Xiaoxianyuan, and when they wanted to eat it, they just took it out and made it, which was not too complicated.

However, crayfish barbecue and beer are indeed the golden partners of Huaguo's summer supper, and I don't know where I heard the mystery of almost never going down the mountain before, and I still remember such porcelain.

Lin Jiu cut the meat and vegetables, took out a large handful of bamboo skewers and threw them to Xuanyi.

"Wear a string."

"No problem."

An ancestor went honestly with a large pot of meat and vegetables.

After a while, Tuanzi tidied up the sect master's hall and came over to help, Zhou Muhai and Zheng Yi didn't need to wear strings to wear the mysterious notice of the mad demon after they were busy, and they smelled the fragrance and came over, and they were full of wine and food for a night supper.

Only Xuanyi was left to brush the guys.

"A cleaning technique can be done, and said that the master has something to do with the disciples, do you say that you lack apprentices or the ancestor and I lack apprentices? Do I have to do it myself? ”

"Isn't this about giving you the full experience?"

Lin Jiu stood on the side and watched Xuanyi roll up his sleeves and wash hard, and squeezed two pumps of dish soap into it.

If this old man really didn't want to do it, he would have thrown off his sleeves and left, chattering while not delaying the work under his hands, for fear that he would not have to eat the next meal.

"Uncle Shi, you say...... Where does the monk go when he ascends? ”

Xuan Yi brushed the plate without raising his eyelids.

"Where else can I go, of course, in the Heavenly Realm."

"What if you don't go to the Heavenly Realm?"

Lin Jiu's voice was not loud in the latter sentence, drowning in the sound of water, and Xuanyi's attention was not on it, so he didn't hear it at all.

In the middle of the night, the tomb city, which had finally become a little popular because of the secret realm, fell into a dead silence again after suffering an unprecedented blow yesterday.

After a trip, I thought that I had won the battle - even if it was difficult to make progress in solving the problem of not being able to advance, at least the eye-catching resources of the Qianshan Sect were real, but they were turned out to be countered.

Not only was the secret realm destroyed, but even the three families involved in the operation also suffered heavy losses, not to mention the manpower and material resources spent in the operation for the time being, and the biggest loss came from the revenge of the Qianshan Sect.

One ring after another, so that they have no power to parry.

The Qing Hui faction has now lost even the qualifications to resist, so they can only honestly pick up their tails and be a man, and whether they can advance and ascend in the future will be put aside first, and the difficulties in front of them can be regarded as temporarily over.

The Suishan Sect has been greatly reduced in the changes such as the death of the old sect master, the retreat of the great elder and the succession of the new sect master, and now it has experienced the detention of elite disciples, and the remaining disciples and elders have all fallen into the poisonous fog, and there is no sign of awakening after a day, and the four words of worrying about the future are not enough to describe the predicament that they will face in the future.

The loss of the Mixed Yuan Sect is even greater, the secret realm was originally the foundation of the Mixed Yuan Sect, and now the foundation of the Mixed Yuan Sect has been destroyed.

Si Yunyi's methods of dealing with the eldest disciple who took the lead in entering the secret realm to carry out the task were too bloody and ferocious, and he was ruthless. Coupled with repeated desperate bets, even the elite disciples and Zhenshan Ancestors sent to the Qianshan Sect were able to close their eyes and sacrifice......

Externally, only Si Yunyi is vicious and open-minded, and internally, this kind of decision-making and behavior is very chilling.

The vast majority of the people of the Mixed Yuan Sect are still shrouded in the shadow of the influence of the poisonous mist of the beetle snake, even if it is not life-threatening, but it is also stagnant in spiritual power, and it takes a period of time to recuperate and recover.

All in all, this step was a fatal blow to the Tomb City, but for Lin Jiu, it completely achieved the effect she expected.

It was the middle of the night, and there was a sudden uproar in the cemetery.

The place where the noise is not elsewhere is the Mixed Yuan Sect.

"What about Si Yunyi? Let him out! ”

Zang Qingquan took a little disciple and stood outside the Mixed Yuan Sect with Wen Yijun with a gloomy face.

There is no way, the capable disciples were either sent out or fell into the poisonous mist of the beetle snake, plus the largest number of people from the Suishan Sect were strangled in the secret realm, so now there is no one available on Zang Qingquan's hands, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the light pole sect master.

Although Wen Yijun couldn't look down on Zang Qingquan's uncontrollable behavior, but now that someone came out to make trouble, she was just "dragged" over, although she was irritable, she still calmed down and watched Zang Qingquan slam the door without the grandeur of the sect.

No one opened the door, but fortunately, almost all the people of the Mixed Yuan Sect fell, and there were no disciples on duty at all, Zang Qingquan simply kicked the mountain gate open, and ignored the obstruction of the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect who came along the way, and went straight to the backyard meeting hall.

"Sect Master Zang, you can't go in...... The sect master of my family ......"

"Master Wen, please also persuade Sect Master Zang."

"What persuasion, can't you see that Master Wen came here with this seat!"

Zang Qingquan slapped the disciple who was blocking him from entering on the chest, but fortunately, even if there was a big fire in his heart, he didn't dare to really kill him, but just stunned the disciple.

"Si Yunyi ——!"

Zang Qingquan came to the door of the conference hall, originally wanting to force Si Yunyi to come out to see him, kicking open the door of the conference hall, Si Yunyi was sitting on the main seat, holding a teapot in his hand, and the two cups on the table were exactly eight points full.

"Sect Master Zang came to visit late at night, and the old man had already prepared tea."

Si Yunyi didn't have any expression on his face, and his tone was no different from usual, but when he saw Wen Yijun who was coming with Zang Qingquan, his eyes flashed, revealing a hint of unhappiness.

"Master Wen, what are you doing here?"