When the Sword Immortal heard Jian Lin's words, he didn't care at all, and said with a posture that was out of his mind, "Is it important whether you fly or not? If I don't kill these wicked people, I'll go to hell!"

Jian Lin understood that the old man was stunned by the collapse of the three views, but she was very sensible, and she still remembered the oath she made in the Sword Immortal Cave that she would take good care of the old man.

"Master, listen to me," Jian Lin grabbed the old man's arm and muttered in his ear, "This group of elders is a fart, the other peak masters are the real masterminds, they don't even dare to show their faces, they probably want to wait for the gods to form and come forward again, you kill this group of people, it won't change the overall situation."

In the Guanlan Sect, the real ruler is the master of each peak, and when the alliance was formed, in order to deal with the disputes between the peaks fairly and impartially, an elder hall was established.

The Hall of Elders is elected by each of the twelve peaks, handles various affairs and uses voting to decide, and supervises the style of the peak master.

In the early days of the Guanlan Sect, the Elder Hall handled many disputes fairly and impartially, and the masters and disciples of the peaks respected them very much. z.br>

With the passage of time, there were problems within the Guanlan Sect, and the Elder Hall had become a puppet, and now it basically has no power, and basically deals with miscellaneous matters.

Jian Lin hated them very much at first, after all, it was the elders who pronounced her death, and after going through so many things, she had already seen who she should hate.

Don't punish yourself for unimportant people, let yourself get blood on your hands, and accept the punishment of not being able to ascend.

If other peak masters were present, the sword immortals would kill if they wanted to, and Jian Lin would still help on the side, but for the sake of this group of useless elders, it was not worth it, it was really not worth it.

Jian Lin kept stopping the sword immortal, so that he could say something, pulled him out of the main hall, and the sword flew away.

The group of people in the Guanlan Sect had seen the power of the Sword Immortal, and no one dared to step forward to stop it, let alone ask about Yuan Shuo's death.

From that day on, Chiyan Peak was in a mess, and the disciples who had the ability either asked the relationship to go to the other peak masters, or called their good friends to travel down the mountain.

The little disciple who had not left the master was at a loss and helpless, and originally wanted to eat together, but he didn't expect that the position of the peak master would be occupied by that group of dogs, and the life of Chiyan Peak was even more sad.

The little disciples had no choice, and suddenly heard the name of the Golden Scale Sect of Daliang City, saying that there was a senior sister who had defected to the past, and the little disciples were tempted, and they bravely stepped out of the mountain gate in groups of three or five to find a way for themselves to survive.

After a long time, the battle between immortals and demons began, and the Three Realms were in chaos, but only the Golden Scale Sect was in a safe corner and avoided the war.

The little disciple who decisively left Chiyan Peak that day saved his life with his bravery.

Having said that, after leaving the Guanlan Sect, the sword immortal turned from bursting anger to lost soul, the old man fell into deep thought sadly, Jian Lin's sword flew crookedly, and the old man didn't say anything to reprimand.

Jian Lin peeked at it several times, only to feel that the old man was pitiful, she slowed down her pace to return to the Demon Realm, and prepared to turn around and go to Daliang City to distract her master.

She took the old man to go on a cruise, and the old man, who had not been out of the customs for a hundred years, was really attracted by the cruise ship.

He watched all kinds of vendors carrying goods get on the ship, and the high immortal cultivation realm was instantly filled with fireworks, the old man didn't understand, and only defended Jian Lin weakly, "When I was young, it wasn't like this."

Jian Lin stopped the vendor, bought a piece of roasted sweet potato, and gave half of it to the old man, "What were you like when you were young?"

The old man looked out the window at the flowing clouds, smelled the sweet smell of roasted sweet potatoes, and whispered, "Cultivating immortals pays attention to calming the mind, not being disturbed by red dust, abstaining from self-denial, and practicing asceticism."

Jian Lin bit the sweet potato and asked vaguely, "Then do you think it was better before or now?"

The old man put the sweet potato in his mouth, thought seriously for a while, and said slowly, "I don't know, I saw that group of profit-hungry villains on the mountain, I think I should go back to the source, go back to the past, and see this scene in front of me, I don't think it's necessary."

"Master," Jian Lin patted Master on the shoulder and said in an old-fashioned manner, "As the saying goes, there is no end to learning, and your old cultivation has just begun."

The old man was stunned for a moment, but smiled with relief, "You rebel, it's very interesting to talk."

Interestingly at the same time,

relieved the old man's depressed mood, yes, there is no end to learning, as long as he is alive, he must look at the world with a humble attitude.

After the two arrived at Daliang City, the old man was attracted by this bustling city, and was even more shocked by the scale of the number of scattered cultivators.

When he was young, casual cultivation meant inferiority, because he cultivated the Dao of Enlightenment alone, without the guidance and supervision of his master, it was easy to breed demons in his heart and become a great scourge.

At that time, he traveled down the mountain, and most of his opponents were scattered cultivators who had gone mad.

And now the casual cultivation has a foothold in Daliang City, and everyone is happy and satisfied with their ability to eat and cultivate, and travel between the mortal world and the immortal world.

Arriving at the Golden Scale Mansion, the master saw the outer wall of the building at a glance and saw that there was Jiurong grass in it, and he was well-informed, so he had to sigh, "This Golden Scale Mansion is really rich, if it was when I was young, someone would definitely come to dig the wall soil and refine the pill."

"There are still people who come to dig up the wall soil to refine the elixir, and many mortals come here just to dig up some wall soil as an elixir," Jian Lin explained to the master, "You see that the wall is complete now, and that is the result of the people who ordered Master Jin to repair it from time to time."

After hearing this, the sword fairy sighed again and again, rich, really rich.

Walking to the door of the Golden Scale Mansion, I didn't expect the gatekeeper to recognize Jian Lin, greeted him warmly, and sent someone to spread the word, "Go and inform Miss and Uncle that Miss Watch is here."

Jian Lin was stunned when she said this, how did she become Miss Cousin, could it be calculated according to her brother's rules?

Then again, she hadn't met her titular brother yet.

After the Demon Venerable Golden Cicada came out of its shell, he ordered one of his henchmen to come and take over, under the pseudonym Lin Yan, and enter the Jin family.

At that time, Jian Lin had already left sadly, and he had never seen that Lin Yan, so he couldn't help but be curious at this time, what kind of husband did Mozun find for Miss Jin, is it reliable?

A lean-looking housekeeper came to greet him, and compared with the last time they met, this housekeeper looked proud, walked with the wind, and seemed to be very satisfied with his life recently.

Jian Lin asked with a smile, "Butler, how are you doing, how are you doing in the house?"

"Okay, all right," said the housekeeper with a smile, "Miss and Aunt Qin Se are harmonious, and the whole house is in harmony, Miss Cousin, please rest assured."

Judging from the housekeeper's words, this uncle is not bad, Jian Lin relaxed slightly, it seems that the Demon Venerable is not too foolish, and found a bad man to take his place.

Walking to the front yard of the main hall of the house, the scenes of the past emerged one by one, and before I had time to sigh, I saw Miss Jin coming out of the main entrance, dressed as a low-key and luxurious woman, with a calm and firm look in her eyes, as if she had been reborn, and she did not see the panic and anxiety of the day, and used violence to cover up her weak appearance.

It seems that she is doing well, Jian Lin's eyes swept away, and a handsome young man in an inky blue costume walked out, his body size and height were similar to that of the Demon Venerable, and he was very compatible with Miss Jin when he went there.