"Senior Brother Shu, is he really that powerful?"

In a prosperous and luxurious pavilion, the girl asked the pure yang true inheritance with a wooden stick while changing the dressing.

What age is it, and there are still people who believe that "flying leaves and picking flowers can hurt people" and "grass, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords"?

What only uses the ten layers of Qi training, and what only holds a wooden stick in his hand, it is definitely not true, it is all secretly moved.

She didn't believe that as a dignified saint son, she could be defeated by someone who crossed three small realms in a row and crossed a large realm.

Especially when it is rumored from the outside world, the other party suppressed Senior Brother Su without a single sword, only defending and not attacking.

The girl pursed her cherry-red lips, thinking that the man must have secretly stolen some kind of sword made of sacred wood.

When the group of Pure Yang people who came to Xingshi to ask for their guilt arrived at the Xianyin Pavilion, she would definitely debunk the trickery of this wooden sword and save their reputation in the Xianyin Pavilion!

The burly and tall man, holding the sutra in one hand at this time, revealed a half-normal face, and looked back indifferently and asked:

"You don't believe it?"

The girl carefully dropped a grain of dew on the severed limb, and then looked at the little jade bottle that was left in great distress, put it close to her, and hugged it tightly in her arms.

Hearing Senior Brother Su Shachen's rhetorical question, she stood up sharply, clenched her silver teeth, and said angrily and resentfully:

"You are the goal of all the slave disciples in our pavilion, and the hope of all our people, how can I believe that you were abolished by him like this, Senior Brother?"

Her bright starry eyes were full of unwillingness and sadness at this time.

Shu Shachen quietly closed the page, closed his eyes and asked:

"Then who are you resenting Guan Yiyi? Blame someone for beating me? Or do you blame me for losing this arm for not being worth it? What you said was abolished by him, this he, is it referring to the Pure Yang Little Uncle, or ......"

"Senior brother, no!" The girl's eyes widened, frightened by the deep meaning of Su Shachen's words, and she exclaimed.

She wanted to stretch out her hand to stop Senior Brother Shu's mouth, but she looked back at the building in fear, worried that someone would hear this and leak the news.

But in a panic, he accidentally let go of the jade bottle he was holding tightly in his arms and fell straight to the ground.

The jade bottle that the girl regarded as a treasure fell, but the dust was like a statue, still with her eyes closed and unconcerned.

It wasn't until the jade bottle fell to the ground and made a noise that Guan Yiyi realized it afterwards and found that her last hope had been thrown to the ground by herself, and her face became more and more pale.

Her heart was full of fear, and then she added twenty points of remorse.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry, brother, but I'm ...... I...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know that this spiritual wound is precious, but I am still so careless, I will definitely not be careless in the future! ”

Under the agitation of emotions, the girl knelt down and threw herself towards the jade bottle, wanting to pick it up and protect it in her heart.

She was so anxious that a string of tears fell from her eyes, and a thud slid across her bloodless pale face.

Just as she was about to pick up the jade bottle before the spiritual water in the bottle spilled out, Su Shachen used her only remaining right arm to grasp the jade bottle tightly.

Su Shachen looked at the fracture of his left shoulder, which had only grown a sprout, and chuckled.

Picked up this pitiful spiritual wound healing water, raised it in front of him, and watched as his right palm was used a little bit of force, gradually crushing the jade bottle.

Guan Yiyi had forgotten to shed tears at this time, and stared at the jade fragments that had slipped and scattered in disbelief with a pair of watery apricot eyes.

Shusha Dust dragged a stump body, slowly walked forward, and stood under the window.

Looking at the fountain of spiritual wound and healing water flowing everywhere in the Xianyin Pavilion, which was regarded as a flowing water landscape, flying with the wind, and scattered as empty flowers to watch, he said slowly in the calmest tone:

"He fought with me with a wooden stick, not to humiliate me, nor to deliberately dazzle people's eyes, but because the Pure Yang Palace was poor, he was afraid of damaging his only lowest-level magic weapon long sword.

"He took half a bottle of water to heal me, not to cure me, nor to punish me for not doing things well, just because our Xianyin Pavilion has rich resources, and we need to be different from top to bottom, respect and order, it is rumored that the imperial daughter has returned to her former qualifications, he is afraid that he will be implicated and blamed for this, annoying the Pure Yang Palace, hurting his precarious position, and letting Senior Sister Meng grasp the handle."

Su Shachen's right palm caressed his left shoulder, and his fingertips gently touched the wound on the broken arm, and a few traces of purple-black evil blood flashed.

Guan Yiyi was dumbfounded, looking at the strange and bewitching back of her senior brother stupidly, unable to say half a word.

............

The Jindan monks of the Daomen can also be called real people.

The Jindan realm, transcendent and independent, has already walked out of a Jindan path that belongs to itself, and it can no longer be regarded as a junior.

Although Chen Tinghan is commensurate with Wang Lin's peers, it is difficult for Senior Brother Chen to get involved in disputes like them between Qi cultivation and foundation building periods.

In the end, he just smiled silently and gave a sword talisman to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin didn't think that he could pull Senior Brother Chen, so he came to accompany him regardless of his cultivation.

To be able to get this kind of sword talisman is already satisfied.

After coming out of his senior brother's place, he went to visit Gu Xianyun again.

"Senior Sister Gu, you don't want that matter to be known by others, do you?"

In fact, Wang Lin didn't know what was wrong with Gu Xianyun, and he kept trying to negotiate with him to solve it.

But now is the time to pull people's heads, so they can't care so much, and directly pull this mysterious Gu Xianyun onto the thief ship.

Then he went to Lin Xifeng again, found Mo Cong to discuss the spirit beast, and rarely went to visit Su Qingyue, who was not very familiar.

............

An Qianxue has been staying in the Scripture Pavilion for the past two days.

In addition to choosing exercises and trying to start practicing again, every day is to watch Wang Lin wander around the mountains inside the door.

I saw Wang Lin running around every day, either to catch eagles and geese in the back mountains, catch dogs and cattle, or go to find people to chat.

After two whole days, I didn't see anyone going down the mountain with them, and agreed to go to Xianyin Pavilion together.

It's just that Wang Lin has never looked for any of the old disciples in the foundation building period in the door, and even Su Banxia, who is familiar with him, has not gone to look for it, but occasionally goes to visit Su Qingyue, who lives in a simple house.

In the early morning of the third day, after she had roughly read through all the eight sets of exercises and spells ordered by the master, and had prepared them in cloth bags, Wang Lin suddenly carried a large bag of fruits and vegetables on her back and excitedly told her that she could set off.

After An Qianxue handed over the helper to Wang Lin, she didn't ask a word again.

Seeing that only the two of them were on their way right now, she had no intention of asking Uncle Xiao in her heart.

The two of them traveled lightly and walked to the mountain gate.

Qingji, who was guarding the mountain gate, came out of the ground with his head, and after glancing at the magic seal distributed by Lu Zijian, he asked curiously:

"Xiao Linzi, you have the ability, it's the first time I've seen someone escape from Xiao Gezi's hands, but it says that you can take several people down the mountain together, don't you two take others with you?"

Wang Lin jumped up, floated down the mountain gate, hung in mid-air, threw the magic seal in his hand into Qingji's hand, and said:

"They won't leave until later, we will take the first step, and Uncle Qingji will remember to let them go down the mountain after a while!"