The people who came were two foundation-building masters from the inner sect, Zhao Chengzhi from Lingyunfeng and Zhou Huai from Wuyafeng.

Zhao Chengzhi's face was cold, "Why are you so serious about your fellow disciples?"

Li Xianren is indeed embarrassed now. Her gray robe is covered with traces of burning by fire. Her face is covered with black and blood. Her hair is even more scattered.

He looks like he was bullied!

Zhao Chengzhi frowned a little while when he saw Zhou Ling and the other two fighting on the side.

This class of outer disciples is really hard to take. I really don’t take the inner uncle seriously at all!

He was about to scold him, but he heard Zhou Huai, who had always been a little polite, speak, "Zhou Ling, stop."

Zhou Ling, who originally wanted to pretend to be inaudible, had no choice but to stop.

But she was very upset on her face. It was a pity that she would win with a few more moves.

The female cultivator looked cold. If these two uncles did not come, she would lose.

For a moment, a group of people stood with their hands down, and the atmosphere was silent.

Zhao Chengzhi had no choice but to continue speaking, "Tell me."

Just waiting for this sentence, Shen Qinglan took a step forward and saluted the two inner sect uncles, "Return to the uncle, this Lingxi sheep was first encountered. The traces of burned on his butt and the injuries on his legs were all caused by myself. Li Xianren strongly robbed the prey, but his skills were not as good as others and was beaten by me."

...

Zhou Ling gave Shen Qinglan a thumbs up in his heart, saying that the saying that if I was not as good as someone, was really a murder invisible way.

Zhou Huai coughed and covered the smile at the corner of his mouth. This guy was quite straightforward.

Li Xianren's face became even darker, and he wanted to bury his head in the soil.

Zhao Chengzhi frowned, "Li Xianren."

"Uncle Master."

"What she said is the truth?"

"When we returned to Master, when we found out that Lingxi Sheep, we didn't see anyone else chasing it, so we naturally had to kill it."

Shen Qinglan asked him, "The sheep's legs were bleeding and the sheep's butt was burned. Is it yours?

Who of you three cultivated the fire spirit root? You stabbed that sword after seeing me. How dare you say it wasn’t intentionally robbing prey?”

No one used the fire-attribute spell just now, and Wu Yongen has the two spiritual roots of Jinmu.

Li Xianren was still stubborn, "Junior Sister Shen, don't slander me. We thought it was a masterless thing and then killed it. This Lingxi Sheep was indeed dead at my hands."

Shen Qinglan pointed to Lingxi Sheep who was breathing faintly on the ground and said, "Die? Isn't this still alive?"

After saying this, she swung the long sword in her hand and slashed it. Lingxi Sheep immediately had blood splattered Wang Xianren's head and face.

"Okay, now it's certain that this sheep died under my sword. She was injured by me first, but now she died in my hands. It can be considered as a beginning and an end."

Lee Xianren was angry, "You!"

Zhao Chengzhi raised his hand to stop him, "Okay, this has happened in previous years. It's better to be the same rule. Whoever wins will win?"

Zhou Huai, who was standing beside him, nodded, "It's feasible."

Yes, this is the unwritten rule of Tongjianmen. As long as you keep three points within the same great realm, you will not nullify people's cultivation, will not harm people's lives, and will not damage people's foundation.

In addition, they all speak with strength.

But Li Xianren shrank, his eyes were swollen into a line, and he looked at people with a blur.

Seeing this, Zhao Chengzhi stopped talking. He now admired Shen Qinglan's temperament, nodded to everyone and left with a sword.

When Li Xianren saw that no one would support them, he could only take the people away in shame, leaving only the two brothers and sisters of Shen Qinglan and the Zhou family.

Zhou Huai smiled at the two of them, "It's still some time before sunset. You two will see if you can get any other gains."

"Uncle Zhou!" Shen Qinglan shouted at Zhou Huai who was about to leave.

"What's the matter?"

She laughed and said, "Do your master still accept disciples? Do you think I can do it?"

Zhou Ling glared at her, "Oh! Didn't I tell you last time?!"

A trace of pain flashed in Zhou Huai's eyes, but he still smiled, "Since you know my master's situation, you should choose the Nascent Soul Elder with your qualifications, and the master should not accept disciples in these years."

"You can ask me!"

Both of them were surprised to see her insistence. Mingyuan Zhenren was seriously injured many years ago, and his cultivation level fell from the Nascent Soul to the Golden Elixir Stage. If the Lord of Wuya Peak had not tried his best to save him, he would have died long ago.

Zhou Huai still advised her, "You have good qualifications and good understanding, so you can have better choices."

"How did Uncle Master know that Mingyuan is not a good choice? Do you regret it? If you are given another chance..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Huai said, "I have never regretted it. If I choose a few more times, I will choose my master."

"Look, do you think he is good, or are you worried that I am too good? At that time, Mingyuan will like me a little more?"

Zhou Huai smiled, "Of course not."

"That's fine. Please ask Uncle Zhou to say good things to me. I want to take real person Mingyuan as my teacher."

"are you serious?"

“No more real than me.”

"There is always a reason?"

Shen Qinglan was silent for a while, "I think Uncle Zhou is a good person. If you can give up and follow Mingyuan Zhenren, he must be a good person. There are not many good people these days."

"That's it?" It seems that there is no convincing power.

"Mingyuan's real person has only one apprentice, Master Zhou, who has few people and few things, I like it!"

She always felt that character is more important than cultivation. She has her own secrets. If she goes to the seat of an elder with many people or impure minds, it would be too dangerous.

Although Mingyuan is not necessarily safe, he has been in seclusion for healing in recent years, so he will naturally have less contact.

A person with a secret is always worried that too many people will pay attention to it.

This reason is very consistent with her personality. Zhou Ling believed it immediately and nodded subconsciously, "You really don't like to deal with others, and you are afraid of trouble."

Seeing her like this, Shen Qinglan's eyes turned again, "Of course, there is another reason."

Zhou Ling was curious, "What?"

She expressed her serious expression, "Now I have become a popular guy. If I reject the three Nascent Soul Elders, it will make people feel that I am ungrateful, and in this way I offend people. If I go to Mingyuan Zhenren, I might think that I was deceived by Mingyuan Zhenren or Uncle Zhou, so I will naturally not blame me..."

Seeing Zhou Ling's expression of suffocation, Shen Qinglan finally couldn't help laughing, "Xiao Ling'er, I found that you are so fun. Who are you planning to laugh to death in this way?"

Zhou Huai also looked at his family's sister with amusement. His master's brother is the Lord of Wuya Peak, the Holy Lord Mingzhi, and this backstage is hard.

Zhou Ling was embarrassed and rushed over to capture Shen Qinglan, and the two of them immediately had a fight.

After laughing and making a fuss, Shen Qinglan said to Zhou Huai very seriously, "Uncle Zhou, I really want to join Mingyuan's real person's seat."

Seeing that she had decided, Zhou Huai said, "Then I'll find an opportunity to talk to my master. I have to nod my head in this matter."

"This is natural, thank you Uncle Zhou."

"Okay, maybe you will call me my senior brother soon."

He had a moment of emotion. Who would have thought that he would save a junior sister with Shan Linggen back at that time.
Chapter completed!