The courtyard where thousands of disciples gathered fell silent for an instant, and none of the disciples came back to their senses.
After nearly ten breaths of time, everyone finally woke up and turned their heads to look in the direction of the source of the sound.
Sitting next to Qin Yu, Li Duandao, who had been holding hands, slowly turned his head in a daze and stared at Qin Yu blankly.
The same was true for the other monks at the table with Qin Yu. After they came to their senses, they all left the table. They had been talking and laughing before, treating each other as brothers and sisters.
At this time, everyone ran faster than anyone else, for fear of getting burned.
Therefore, only Qin Yu and Li Duidao were left on the entire table.
Li Duandao stared at Qin Yu, his expression changed. He wanted to leave, but he always felt that they had a happy conversation before. If he left now... what would others think of him, Li Duandao?
Therefore, Li Duidao bit the bullet and continued to sit where he was.
All the disciples in the courtyard were staring at Qin Yu, each one with a look of recollection, as if they were searching for Qin Yu's face in their memory to see if they could recognize Qin Yu.
at the same time.
Lin Wenxian, who was kneeling on the ground, wanted to continue kowtowing, but was held back by a force.
Jin Lin and Ling Muzi, who were sitting in the center, were both in a daze. They looked at Qin Yu who stood up slowly. They wanted to say something, but Qin Yu glanced at them indifferently. They were shocked.
He quickly shut his mouth.
Qin Yu slowly walked towards Lin Wenxian. When he reached Lin Wenxian, he glanced at the bloody Lin Wenxian and said calmly: "You are doing the right thing, but you must also remember that the ultimate purpose of relying on anyone is
Strengthen yourself.”
As he spoke, a force forcibly lifted Lin Wenxian up.
Then, Qin Yu ignored Lin Wenxian's grateful gaze and turned to look at Fan Yun, who was standing in front of him with the right side of his face swollen purple, and said, "Have you considered it clearly?"
"Who are you?" Fan Yun stared at Qin Yu and said vaguely.
"You don't have to worry about who I am, you should first consider what I said before." Qin Yu said calmly, slowly walking towards Fan Yun.
The disciples of the Kendo lineage quickly appeared next to Fan Yun, staring at Qin Yu with unkind eyes. One disciple said coldly: "Boy, if you want to stand up for others, you should first see if you have the qualifications."
Because Qin Yu's current cultivation level is at the peak of the Immortal Realm, he is not much different from an ant in the eyes of their Zifu Holy Realm.
Qin Yu didn't even look at the other disciples of the Kendo lineage. He stared at Fan Yun and said, "Did you take the initiative to say it, or did you wait until you were willing to say it?"
"Get him!" The disciple of the swordsmanship line was furious, and two disciples of the Purple Mansion Holy Realm responded and grabbed Qin Yu's shoulders directly.
"Stop!" Ling Muzi stood up suddenly and shouted in a low voice.
"He is an alchemist from my alchemy lineage, so don't do anything." Jin Lin also spoke.
Although Qin Yu's gaze told them to shut up, at this time, how could they want to see Qin Yu being attacked.
In other words, they don't want to make things worse. Once they attack Qin Yu, they are very likely to die.
What happened at Mission Square still left them with lingering fears.
"Um?"
The disciples who thought Qin Yu was overestimating his abilities before were all surprised. Although the gathering had just begun, Ling Muzi and Jin Lin had almost become the focus.
If the gathering continues, the two of them will be surrounded by many disciples.
Jin Lin may not be famous yet, but Ling Muzi's reputation has already spread within the sect. He thought he would never attend such a gathering, but he didn't expect to come. So, how could others give up this opportunity to make friends?
But now, Ling Muzi has spoken, and everyone has to pay attention.
Even Xiang Tianlong looked up at Ling Muzi, then at Qin Yu, and frowned slightly.
The disciples of the Sword Dao lineage also stopped attacking and looked at Lingmuzi one after another. They naturally knew about Lingmuzi, not to mention that Lingmuzi had the words "Alchemy Dao lineage".
Among the six main branches of the Shuangshen Sect, the alchemy line ranks second, but there is a saying that has been circulating in the sect that it is better to mess with the God of War than to mess with the alchemy line.
Many disciples are proud to be friends with people from the Alchemy lineage, and few would offend a disciple from the Alchemy lineage, let alone a fourth-generation leader like Ling Muzi.
Therefore, Ling Muzi's words made everyone start to pay attention to Qin Yu.
"Master Lingdan, you have also seen that it is not that we are fighting against him, but that he intends to humiliate Junior Brother Fan. If he steps down now, this matter will not happen. How about it?" A disciple of the swordsmanship line looked at Lingmuzi and shouted loudly.
road.
Although Qin Yu's words made people in the Kendo lineage angry, for the sake of the Alchemy lineage, they would choose to endure it.
This is why a person's background is important.
In other words, Lin Wenxian will be made things difficult and humiliated in every possible way today just because he came up as a lowly slave, so everyone is looking down upon him.
Hearing this, Lingmuzi looked at Qin Yu.
But Qin Yu didn't even look at Ling Muzi. Instead, he stared at Fan Yun and said, "You still have ten breaths to think about it."
All the Six Meridians disciples in the courtyard widened their eyes.
This was completely different from what they imagined. They thought that Ling Muzi had come forward and Qin Yu would not interfere with the matter.
After all, Ling Muzi's status in the Alchemy lineage is equivalent to Xiang Tianlong's position in the God of War lineage, and ordinary disciples would not dare to disobey him.
But now, Qin Yu didn't even look at Ling Muzi, and still went his own way, making them all startled and confused.
Especially when they saw Ling Muzi looking at Qin Yu, seemingly trying to get Qin Yu's opinion, they were even more unbelievable.
"ten!"
"Nine!"
"eight!"
…
While everyone was in shock, Qin Yu thought calmly. The expressions of the disciples of the Kendo lineage were slightly condensed. They looked at Ling Muzi from time to time and then at Qin Yu, undecided.
"One! The time is up, tell me your answer!" Qin Yu took a step slowly, stared at Fan Yun, and said.
Fan Yun also noticed something strange, but how could he reveal the identity of that person? As for kneeling down and kowtow, that was even more impossible.
"Since you don't answer, then I assume you chose the second option." Qin Yu said. Before he finished speaking, Qin Yu suddenly spoke and shouted: "Kneel down!"
"boom!"
In an instant, Fan Yun, who was surrounded by the kendo lineage, felt a majestic coercion wrap around his whole body. He bent his knees and hit the Qingxuan stone hard.
The force was so great that the kneecap burst.
"Ah!" Fan Yun let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, which echoed in the sky.
