"It seems?" The elderly frowned into the character "Sichuan" and glanced at the nephew's junior's eyes and narrowed slightly.

The senior brother entrusted himself to take his disciples down the mountain to experience the experience, and said he was troublesome and trouble. He thought it was a polite word, but he didn't expect that this uneasy junior nephew was really exhausting his energy! He used his fists when he should use his brain, and liked to use his brain when he should use his fists, which made people laugh and cry.

After five years of learning, I can’t tell what the attribute of the method of cultivation is! Is it a disciple of Wuliangshan? Is it embarrassing to say it?

Xiao Mo looked fearful and terrified, faced his uncle with awkward smile, and looked at the mental method in Ma Rui's hand. The eager eyes were like a hungry man seeing fat.

If the elderly were not here, Ma Rui suspected that the Wuliangshan disciple would likely take action to seize it.

"Master Ma, can you borrow my opinion?" The elderly man was not so cold when he spoke to Ma Rui, but the gleam in his eyes indicated that he had felt something strange at this moment.

Although he was reluctant, what could Ma Rui say? If there was really a master, or Li Qingzhao was not dead, he might be able to refuse with his back. Now the gap in strength is obvious, so he can only let the mermaid meat.

However, after experiencing many bluffing conversations, Ma Rui has mastered the negotiation skills and knows that he must take a strong attitude to make the other party feel afraid in his heart, so that he can gain more living space for himself. Otherwise, it will be easy to be taken down directly like when he met Chief Huo.

"Master didn't say he wouldn't let others see it." Ma Rui pretended to be nothing, and handed the copy to the elderly again, but there was a hidden warning in his mouth: "But please tell your identity clearly and allow the younger generation to report to the master in the future."

This is a bit arrogant. If you warn the rats to be stingy, the other party can come from Wuliang Mountain! So what can you do when you report to the master? Can the Iron Can Taoist be better than the three major sects alone?

"Boy! You're looking for death!" Xiao Mo reached out and grabbed Ma Rui's neck. On the one hand, of course, it was the anger brought by the other party's challenge to the superiority. On the other hand, he was worried that there was no reason to force the exquisite mental method. Isn't it a God-given opportunity now?

A yellow halo appeared around Ma Rui's neck from the air, and the next moment it was about to shrink and tighten the vital parts of the human body.

"The flower path is thirty, budding!"

A clear female voice came from the woods not far away. Ma Rui felt a wave of spiritual energy suddenly swaying around his body. With the sweet fragrance, it seemed to cover his body. The spiritual energy visible to the naked eye gathered into huge petals to surround the surroundings, shaking away the eclipse of the earth-yellow halo.

"Now Donglin River Island is really not peaceful! Wuliang Mountain actually took action to snatch his clever tricks." With the grass leaves, two graceful figures flashed out of the woods, both of which were light white and the main color of the Luoshang. I don't know how he could hide in the dark woods before being discovered.

"The two fairies are so serious." The elderly man in Wuliangshan looked embarrassed and his eyes were shaking violently. He really wanted to kill at this moment!

However, the target is not Ma Rui, who is ignorant of the vastness in front of him, nor is he a disciple of the Huajian Sect who has always been hostile, but his nephew! Even if he tries to leave a hundred years of friendship with his senior brother, he will still eliminate disasters and harm for Wuliang Mountain!

Originally, I had a loss of borrowing the mental methods of other people's sects, but I even wanted to kill and rob them at all, but I happened to see them for the Huajian Sect! If such a thing that bullies the weak and violates the real Taoism will spread, where will I put my old face?

"Oh? Are we both dizzy in our eyes?" The two women slowly approached, and Ma Rui saw his appearance clearly, and his face was even more shocked.

One of them was Li Wenxin, the Yuedan Palace of Huajian Sect who took away his maid Mei'er on the day of her wedding. She was still wearing a pink white silk skirt, her face calm, as if she had never seen Ma Rui before. A white silk skirt next to her was covered with a light green vest. She looked about thirty years old, her almond eyes were slightly angry, and her eyes were flowing and reflected the crescent moon, and she shot out starlight in the night. It was this person who had just spoken out.

Not only did he provoke Wuliangshan, but from the standing posture of Li Wenxin being slightly behind, it also shows that this light green vested woman has a not simple identity.

"The bad disciples are just trying to scare and scare the younger generations just play." The elderly man from Wuliangshan looked embarrassed and lost his momentum. He apologized repeatedly: "It made Young Master Ma frightened. I apologize on my behalf, and I am rude!"

Ma Rui blinked his eyes, first said "oh" to Wuliangshan Yang Zhen, then smiled and said to Huajian Sect: "Thank you for your kindness to save me!"

The Huajian School used exaggerated flower path techniques to save herself, so she naturally had to express her gratitude, but the woman in green only glanced at Ma Rui and continued to pressure Yang Zhen: "Donglin Hezhou is so chaotic, Wuliangshan doesn't care about it, but instead makes it difficult for a clan junior here, which is really disappointing!"

"What's the matter between us Wuliang Mountain and you..." Xiao Mo had recovered from the shock of his martial arts being broken. His anger rose instead of falling, and he immediately scolded the other party.

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, a slap flashed like thunder and knocked Xiao Mo around in a circle, and suddenly he was spinning and unable to stand firmly.

"You go back to the master's sect now and take the senior brother to his three-year confinement. Let me talk about everything else when I go back." Yang Zhen couldn't help it, and he was unwilling to take the blame for this brainless junior.

"Uncle Master, the Shanhe Sect tomorrow..." Xiao Mo still had to argue.

"Don't understand my instructions?" Yang Zhen's eyes were almost glaring out of his eyes. He had not had such anger in more than ten years. Today he burst out: "Immediately! Get out of here!"

Who doesn’t know what the Huajian School is trying to do? He even shouted it out, wouldn’t it be a question for others?

Of course, Xiao Mo would not convince, nor could he understand. He only thought that he had lost face in front of him and was about to make a few harsh words to regain some dignity. But on one side was the majestic uncle and the Huajian Sect, which was unpredictable. Xiao Mo had no choice but to glar at Ma Rui fiercely: "Wait for me!"

"Ha?" Ma Rui was puzzled. He thought that the top and high-level officials of the three major sects should be all elites and smart people, but he didn't expect that there were still stupid people.

In the surprise eyes of everyone, Xiao Mo seemed to feel a little glorious after speaking harshly. He snorted coldly on his own, turned his head and headed deep into the night, and even forgot to say goodbye to his uncle.

"I am ashamed, I am so funny." Yang Zhen looked embarrassed and sighed in his heart that the ancients were really not bullying me.

According to the experience of the predecessors of the sect, the character and personality of the disciple are important considerations. There is even a tradition of observing secretly for three years and not teaching the mental method of martial arts. However, for many geniuses, it is too a pity to spend three years in vain, so gradually no one will cultivate disciples according to the ancient methods.

In addition, in recent years, the three-year small competition and five-year big competition are promoted by the sect, and the resource allocation is based on rankings. As long as the introductory disciples have good cultivation qualifications and talents, each peak has no time to teach their disciples how to deal with people, and only seek to cultivate disciples who can glorify the rank resources as soon as possible.

This Xiao Mo is obviously a talent that has been cultivated in such a hasty way. Although Yang Zhen was angry many times along the way, he thought that it was the hope that his senior brother had worked hard to cultivate, so he could tolerate it. Until today, facing others, this fact that it damages the reputation of the sect is beyond tolerance.

"What? Are you planning to go back and bring reinforcements?" The woman in green was unmoved at all and said coldly: "For this Shanhe Sect, you really do everything you can!"

"I wonder what the two fairies are called?" Even though the other party was aggressive, Yang Zhen still called the other party a fairy politely and kindly. In fact, the title of fairy is generally only targeted at the twelve flower gods of the Huajian School, but it is not an exaggeration to occasionally express respect.

"The head of Yuedan Palace Hall, Lu Shiyan, Huo Qing's aunt, acting guardian." The woman in green bowed slightly, facing her smiling face, still had a solemn face.

"Li Wenxin." The Master of the Yuedan Palace is more concise.

Yang Zhen knew that the Huajian Sect would not give up when he heard this. The master of the hall made a special trip, probably not just to visit his niece. He shook his head and explained helplessly: "The Shanhe Sect is a rebellion of the cult Demon Sect. My Sect is investigating. You can stay for a few days and the truth will be revealed."

"The truth came out?" Lu Shiyan raised her eyebrows and pointed behind her with anger: "The Blood Refining Sect formation is in the cave behind her, and the evidence is conclusive! Seven hundred people in Chuiyun Town died tragically, and the Shanhe Sect withered and civil strife. Such a horrifying thing happened under your Wuliangshan's nose. How can you explain it to the people of the world?"

It seems that the two men of Huajian Sect have already gone to the cave to discover the mystery.

"Fairy Lu calmed down." Yang Zhen's face was slightly cold, but he was still calm: "After all, the matter of Shanhe Sect is still the matter of my Donglin Hezhou. Your sect intends to be fair, but he must abide by the agreement between the three sects and do not interfere in the secular affairs of Donglin Hezhou."

"Semitic affairs?" Lu Shiyan's brows became even more tight: "My niece's life and death are uncertain, how can she stand by and watch?"

"I think this is easier for Mr. Ma to explain this." Yang Zhen smiled faintly and turned to Ma Rui. His eyes were very kind and obvious, and he signaled Ma Rui to explain Huo Qing's situation.

"Huo Qing... She is in the Inn in Chuiyun Town." Ma Rui had a bitter face, and had a bad premonition in his heart.
Chapter completed!