Ye Junlin, you are in trouble; Ye Junlin, you are in trouble!
The day after the initiation ceremony, all the outer disciples of ‘Ziyunhai’ thought this way.
Why do people think this way?
The reason is very simple, because Ye Junlin injured a person who cannot be injured.
That man's name is Guan Qiang, and he is a wretched fat man.
But he is such a fat guy, but he has a background that most people cannot afford to offend.
In a main hall at the inner gate of 'Ziyunhai', a middle-aged man dressed in blue brocade sits high on a black jade chair. His middle-aged life is quite extraordinary, and his brows are filled with a bit of heroism. If time goes back,
Twenty years later, the middle-aged man in front of me is definitely a handsome guy who has fascinated thousands of girls.
The middle-aged man's name is: "Guan Ping". He is the fourth elder of the "Ziyun Sea". He is a high-level profound practitioner with peak cultivation. He is in charge of punishment in the "Ziyun Sea" and is known as the "Punishment Elder".
In the lower hall of the main hall, a wretched fat man was kneeling. The fat man was lying on the ground, crying. His nose and tears made his big pig-head-like face look even more wretched.
There is no doubt that the fat man is Guan Qiang. At this moment, he is crying to his 'father' about Ye Junlin's 'bad behavior'.
There is no better way to know a son than a father, and Guan Ping knew his son very well: he was ignorant, debauched, bullied others, and took things by force... All his actions made him disgusted.
But no matter how unmotivated Guan Qiang is, no matter how uneducated and unskilled he is, he is still his son! His son has been 'bullied', and he doesn't care about it. If he tells it, it will be very harmful to his face.
There is damage!
Looking at his useless son, Guan Ping was quite sad, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be thinking a little.
After a long while, Guan Ping slowly said: "This is the last time. If this happens again next time, I will kick you out!"
"Get out of here! Go back and practice hard for me. If you do something like this again, I will never let you go!" Guan Ping seemed a little angry.
"Yes, father. Yes, father..." After Guan Qiang finished speaking, he quickly dragged his bloated body out of the hall.
"Why did I give birth to such a 'prodigal son'?" Looking at Guan Qiang's back, Guan Ping felt helpless.
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The words were divided into two parts, and when Guan Qiang went to his father to cry, Ye Junlin was sitting in a woods.
I saw his brows furrowed, his eyes closed, and a little sweat falling from his forehead from time to time.
He is practicing, to be precise, he is practicing a mysterious skill.
Then the mysterious skill is called 'Netherworld Mysterious Armor Technique', which is a 'middle-level yellow rank' 'defensive mysterious skill' given to him by Guiyou.
At this moment, in Ye Junlin's sea of consciousness, there is a little black person, sitting cross-legged. Around the little person, black halos float slowly, like black ripples and waves.
One wave after another.
Ye Junlin looked fascinated.
The little black man was like a tireless teacher, demonstrating over and over again in Ye Junlin's sea of consciousness. Ye Junlin watched and understood it quietly with his heart.
The night came quietly without realizing it. The hustle and bustle of the day also fell silent with the setting sun.
The night was deep and dark, and the moon was buried behind thick clouds.
The criss-crossing streams on the earth, the towering mountains in the distance, and the majestic and vast cities were all swallowed up by the night.
Ye Junlin sat quietly under the tree, closed his eyes and meditated, practicing the 'Netherworld Xuanjia Jue' over and over again. A layer of colorful halos slowly formed around him. These halos were like
The colorful colored glaze is really beautiful.
However, this 'good-looking' comes at a price. Although the 'Netherworld Mysterious Armor Technique' is only a 'yellow-level mid-level' mysterious skill, its consumption of profound energy is no less than that of the 'Broken Wind Style'.
The profound energy in Ye Junlin's Dantian has been drained countless times. Fortunately, there are such heaven-defying cultivation techniques as "Sword God Art" to replenish the profound energy in time.
As time went by, the colorful halos on Ye Junlin's body became more and more intense, and a set of colorful 'armor' slowly formed around him.
This is a sign that the 'Netherworld Mysterious Armor Technique' has been completed.
"Huh..." Ye Junlin breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.
"What a heaven-defying guy." Guiyou thought secretly in the red ghost's golden mirror.
The solemn sound of bells reached the woods from Donglai Square. When Ye Junlin heard the sound of the bell, he slowly stood up and walked to his dormitory.
Ye Junlin's dormitory is located in the northwest of the Donglai Hall, and the surrounding area is relatively quiet.
Perhaps because Ye Junlin offended Guan Qiang, many warriors who originally lived here have moved away, fearing that when Guan Qiang retaliates against Ye Junlin, they will suffer unreasonable disasters.
Ye Junlin just smiled slightly at this.
There was only one bed in the dilapidated room, but for Ye Junlin, one bed was enough.
When Ye Junlin pushed the door open and entered, he suddenly found that there was an extra person in his room.
To be precise, there is one more man, a rather handsome man. If there were other people here, they would be extremely shocked.
Because the man who came here is called ‘Guan Peiyan’.
Guan Peiyan, a disciple of the inner sect of 'Ziyunhai', is twenty-one years old, an intermediate profound practitioner, and a sword warrior. In addition, he has another distinguished identity. He is Guan Ping, the punishment elder of 'Ziyunhai'.
The most cherished son.
Whenever people see the two brothers Guan Peiyan and Guan Qiang, they can’t help but complain:
How come the sons of the same parents are so different in their behavior?
But Ye Junlin looked at Guan Peiyan with a calm expression on his face. The reason was simple: he didn't know Guan Peiyan at all.
Guan Peiyan's face showed bursts of surprise: It turned out that he thought that the person who could kill two low-level practitioners in one move should at least be a 'middle-level practitioner', and the young man in front of him was obviously
It’s just that I’ve just been promoted to a ‘low-level profound practitioner’ not long ago!
"Who are you? Why are you in my room?" Ye Junlin asked first.
The shock on Guan Peiyan's face flashed away, and his expression recovered again. An arrogant look appeared on his face, and his words became contemptuous.
"It was you who injured my brother?" Guan Peiyan narrowed his eyes and made a sound like a sharp knife.
"Who is your brother?" Ye Junlin asked.
"Guan Qiang." Guan Peiyan answered resolutely. Although his younger brother was uneducated and incompetent, as an older brother, he loved Guan Qiang very much.
"Are you sure that your brother is 'Guan Qiang'?" Ye Junlin, like many people, is quite skeptical about the fact that the two of them are brothers.
Guan Peiyan saw a familiar expression, and his anger surged again.
"You are looking for death!" Guan Peiyan said one word, and then a blue long sword emerged from his space ring.
"It seems the only option is to fight."
Ye Junlin murmured, and the stainless steel sword also appeared in his hand at this time...