The two of them quickly returned to Liu Wuxie's cave in no time for tea.
Everyone is here. When they learned that Liu Wuxie was leaving the customs today, they all gathered here.
After more than a month of cultivation, Baodan Peak was basically on track, and Bi Gongyu had more time, and he actually appeared in the crowd today.
Everyone came forward to salute.
Liu Wuxie's eyes swept around, and soon fell on Song Ling, and found that he had lost a lot of weight.
Liu Wuxie was tired of refining the magic talisman these days and had no time to rest. Liu Wuxie almost didn't recognize it.
"Songling, come here!"
Liu Wuxie waved to him, and Song Ling quickly ran over from the crowd, looking pretty good.
"elder brother!"
Song Ling and Liu Wuxie were like brothers, not so formal.
Unlike other people, although they are senior brothers, they already treat Liu Wuxie as a senior.
Especially since Liu Wuxie created the Tiandao Society, everyone has consciously positioned themselves, and Liu Wuxie is their leader.
"I've been working hard recently. I'll take a few days off!"
He patted Song Ling on the shoulder, saying that he needed to train some new people, and he couldn't let them do everything by themselves.
"It's okay, I'm not tired!"
Song Ling still looks carefree, he has lost weight, but his personality is still very cheerful.
"What happened to your hand?"
Liu Wuxie discovered that Song Ling had deliberately hidden his right hand behind his back, and suddenly grabbed his right hand and found that there was a knife wound on his right hand at the tiger's mouth.
The injury was visible to the bone, and it was a new injury, probably from the past few days.
"It's okay, I accidentally scratched it."
Song Ling smiled, a simple smile that could not hide the trace of hatred deep in his eyes.
Unable to be noticed by others, Liu Wuxie instantly caught the anger in Song Ling.
"Songling, do you think of me as your elder brother?"
Liu Wuxie's face darkened, and a hint of majesty echoed in the crowd, who were so suppressed that they did not dare to breathe.
"You are my brother!"
Song Ling immediately stated that he was an only son and had long treated Liu Wuxie as his biological elder brother, otherwise he would not have entered the cultivation world with him.
"Then tell me what happened to the knife wound on your hand."
Liu Wuxie's tone was very stern.
Since he regarded himself as his eldest brother and his eldest son as his father, and Song Ling's father was not here, Liu Wuxie naturally became the closest person to Song Ling.
It was definitely not a scratch, but a cut with a sharp blade.
"Brother, don't ask. The injury will heal soon. Don't delay carving the talisman."
Song Ling chuckled, the injury had been treated in time, no bones were damaged, and he would be fine after a few days of rest.
A chill surged out from Liu Wuxie's body, and everyone was as silent as a cicada, daring not to speak.
"Do you have to force me to say it?"
Liu Wuxie said word by word.
The tone has dropped to freezing point, and they are still unwilling to speak out, so I have to force them to speak.
"It's Song Ling who was injured by Song Guang. He is one of Qin Dao's most proud brothers."
Bai Lin stood up and took a step forward. He was responsible for many things in the sect.
Bi Gongyu is in charge of the elixirs, and Song Ling is in charge of the talismans. In the future, the focus will slowly shift, and they will just be responsible for supervision.
Lan Yu is in charge of Ling Fu Bao City, Fan Zhen is in charge of the overall situation, and everyone performs their own duties.
suddenly!
A terrifying murderous aura, with Liu Wuxie as the center, spread endlessly to the surrounding areas.
Jian Xing'er and others' expressions suddenly changed, unable to bear the killing intent released by Liu Wuxie.
"very good!"
Liu Wuxie took a deep breath, suppressed the killing intent in his chest, and said two words.
Small
Daohui has been crippled by him and cannot make a big splash.
I didn't expect that he would hurt Songling while he was in seclusion these days. This is unforgivable.
"Wu Xie, we are about to start Tianshan Taoism. It is not appropriate to cause unnecessary problems for the time being. After it is over, it will not be too late to seek revenge from them."
Fan Zhen stood up, and there were many things that others did not dare to say, so they could only come from his mouth.
No one dared to tell Liu Wuxie, mainly because the Tianshan Taoist Forum was about to start and they didn't want Liu Wuxie to be distracted.
Moreover, Qin Dao is very powerful, so if you go head-to-head with him at this time, you are likely to suffer a loss.
Although the Little Sword Society's income channels have been disabled by the Tiandao Society, their members are still there, and their strength cannot be underestimated.
This was their real purpose of hiding Liu Wuxie, to protect him.
After the elixir crisis, the Tiandao Society has continued to grow and develop, but there is still a big gap compared with the Xiaodao Society, which has been developing for decades.
"Mr. Fan, you know my temper. Others respect me and I respect others. If someone offends me, I will kill someone."
It can be said that Fan Zhen watched Liu Wuxie grow up step by step. From Canglan City to Imperial College, he could clearly see what Tianbao Sect was doing now.
It was precisely because Fan Zhen knew Liu Wuxie so well that he refused to tell him, mainly because he was afraid that he would be impulsive.
"Wuxie, Qin Dao is back, let's just endure it for now!"
Fan Zhen smiled bitterly. He knew that Liu Wuxie was feeling very uncomfortable now, and they were also holding back anger in their hearts.
"Can't wait!"
Liu Wuxie's eyes were filled with frost, and boundless murderous intent enveloped the entire cave.
"Bai Lin, lead the way!"
After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he grabbed Song Ling's shoulders and asked him to follow him.
Bai Lin did not dare to disobey and glanced at Fan Zhen, who shook his head helplessly. It seemed that no one could stop Liu Wuxie.
He had no choice but to lead the way, and the others wanted to follow, but they were stopped by Fan Zhen.
Since Liu Wuxie didn't name him, he hoped they wouldn't follow him.
This trip to the Little Sword Society's base camp was a disaster. There were too many people there, and Liu Wuxie couldn't take care of them alone.
The sect will never allow large-scale killings to occur. If it does happen and everyone dies, it will be of no use to hold people responsible.
Many people on the road didn't know what was going on and greeted Liu Wuxie, but the latter ignored them and had no choice but to follow behind the three of them.
Tomorrow we will set off to participate in the Tianshan Taoist seminar. Most of the disciples are making the final sprint. This is a good opportunity to make a name for themselves.
The most important thing is that there are so many treasures in the Tianshan Taoist Forum that almost every disciple wants to participate.
After a stick of incense...
After passing through many mountains, Bai Lin stood at the foot of a mountain peak.
"Senior Brother Liu, Qin Dao and the others' base camp is here. Not surprisingly, Song Guang people are also here."
Bai Lin pointed to the mountain peak in front and whispered.
There was a group of people standing behind him, some distance apart, and they didn't dare to get too close. The killing intent on Liu Wuxie was too strong.
"Go up!"
Putting down Songling, Liu Wuxie said coldly.
Bai Lin took the lead. Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no room for retreat. He can only bite the bullet and move forward.
To be continued...