Lin Yanli had never seen such an arrogant man before. After thinking about it again and again, he decided to shut up the man first.
After raising his hand and knocking the man unconscious with a sap, Lin Yanli turned his attention to Luo Xuan.
"Sister Luo, let's hurry up and catch the bandits. If we delay further, maybe all the bandits will escape!"
Luo Xuan looked at Lin Yanli with a smile: "Sister Lin, don't worry, I come from the Glazed Light Sect and am best at talisman formations."
As soon as he finished speaking, a spiritual light flew out of Luo Xuan's sleeves, and a seven-story glazed pagoda fell from the sky, covering the entire mountain top tightly.
Zhou Qianluo was so shocked that she opened her mouth wide and was speechless.
Isn't it too wasteful for a disciple of the Glaucous Light Sect to use talismans to deal with some small thieves?
Lin Yanli was not surprised.
As the heroine in the book, Luo Xuan is blessed with great luck. She can pick up treasures wherever she goes. A talisman is not a rare thing.
Lin Yanli had Jiang Wanli's memory and could be considered well-informed, but she still had to bite the bullet and praised in a sweet voice: "Sister Luo is so powerful. Yanli doesn't know when she will be able to use such powerful skills."
Spell!"
Luo Xuan was melted into her bones by Lin Yanli's "Sister Luo". She quickly took out a handful of talisman from her sleeve and stuffed it into Lin Yanli's arms, saying: "Sister, there are so many talismans here, I'll give them all to you."
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"Really?" Lin Yanli began to pretend to count the talisman and said, "Then I'm not welcome!"
Lin Yanli counted the gaps in the talisman, and a black mist rose from the mountains in the distance. The person in the black mist was Zhang Chan.
At this time, his face was covered with scars, and he no longer looked energetic. He was covering his face even in the fog, for fear that one of his classmates would see him and make him laugh again.
Thousand Demons Sect has changed. Since he can't afford to offend him, he might as well go out and avoid the limelight.
He thought of the good brother he knew in the world, Lu Yang.
It was a sunny spring day when he met this good friend.
At that time, Lu Yang was lying in a corner picking up rubbish and eating. He felt very uncomfortable, so he took him to have a meal of wine.
Unexpectedly, this brother was so evil at heart that he suited his taste.
So, he found a pig-raising position for Lu Yang in the Thousand Demons Sect and taught him a few simple techniques.
Unexpectedly, this boy was restless and could not raise pigs well. He led a bunch of chickens and dogs to build a camp and became a bandit in Guyun Mountain, doing despicable things like bullying men and dominating women all day long.
However, the little girls Lu Yang gave him a few days ago, wow, their little faces are so tender!
While Zhang Chan was lost in thought, the fireworks blooming in the distance caught his attention.
That firework is the communication firework he gave to Lu Yang before!
What blind person dares to touch Zhang Chan's people?
Zhang Chan frowned, and the black clouds trembled under his feet and flew towards Guyun Mountain.
After galloping for several breaths, he bumped into the Glazed Tower.
"Glazed Light Sect!"
Zhang Chan grinned. He was holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent it. The disciples of Liuguang Sect came to his door just in time to let him vent his anger.
Lin Yanli breathed a sigh of relief at the talisman in her hand, and happily put the talisman given to her by Luo Xuan into her storage bag.
Suddenly, Lin Yanli seemed to sense something and squinted his eyes to look up at the sky.
A black light shattered the seven-story glazed tower and rushed straight towards her.
Zhou Qianluo took a step forward, guarding Lin Yanli behind her. Just as she was about to draw her sword, the black light suddenly changed direction in the air.
what's the situation?
Lin Yanli was stunned for a moment, but without stopping, he raised his hand and waved out a giant net to block Heimang's path.
Only then did Zhou Qianluo see clearly that the person standing in the black light was Zhang Chan.
Lin Yanli also heard about this fierce man who dared to face the pig cage, but she didn't know what he was doing here?
Zhang Chan stood in the sky and was sweating profusely. He did not expect Zhou Qianluo to appear in Guyun Mountain.
Looking at the short girl next to Zhou Qianluo, her face was even pale.
The girl was wearing a red dress, with two braids, and a sculpted face, looking as innocent as a child next door.
But he didn't think girls should be cute at all. On the contrary, the more he looked at the girl's face, the more frightened he became.
Jiang Wanli, that is Jiang Wanli, the ancestor of their Thousand Demon Sect!
Zhang Chan could only bite the bullet and walked up to Lin Yanli.
The girl in front of him was half shorter than him, but he didn't dare to look down, so he fell to the ground, knelt on the ground with his fists in his hands, shook his head and said: "Zhang Chan of Blood Demon Mountain, I have met Mr. Jiang..."
The unprepared Zhang Chan was knocked unconscious by Zhou Qianluo's hand knife before he finished speaking.
"It's true that a dog has eaten your brain. Didn't you know that senior was calling Lin Yanli outside?"
Zhang Chan was indeed unjustly accused. He was not in front of the mountain gate at that time and did not know that the ancestor of the Thousand Demons Sect called himself "Lin Yanli".
Lin Yanli felt relieved.
After all, Jiang Wanli's reputation was too infamous, and she was a little afraid that Luo Xuan's favorable impression of her would drop to freezing point after she found out about it.
Fortunately, Zhang Chan was knocked unconscious by Zhou Qianluo, otherwise, her efforts to act cute and silly in front of Luo Xuan would have been in vain.
On the branches under the moon, everyone began to move towards the camp, but this time there was one more person
Zhang Chan followed Lin Yanli, lowering his head and staring at his toes, not daring to breathe.
Seeing the bandits' camp getting closer and closer, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Chan's forehead.
He brought Lu Yang and helped build the camp. If his "good brother" turned him in, wouldn't he be a dead kid?
The last time he soaked the pig cage felt like yesterday. The smell of pig smell still lingered on the tip of his nose. He was afraid he would go crazy if he did it again.
Zhang Chan made up his mind that when he saw Lu Yang later, he would pretend not to know him.
Zhou Qianluo noticed Zhang Chan's abnormality and asked doubtfully: "Brother Zhang Chan, you have been shivering. Is it because you feel unwell?"
Zhang Chan's face changed several times after hearing this, and finally he coughed twice and said: "I... I have a stomachache!"
"stomachache?"
Lin Yanli couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, knowing that Zhang Chan was lying.
The Third Realm is also called the Purple Mansion Stage. The monks in the Purple Mansion Stage do not eat grains, but feed on the aura of heaven and earth. They are considered to be half land gods.
When a land fairy says he has a stomachache, it is like Wu Zhuan saying he is twenty centimeters long, which is totally out of character.
Lin Yanli felt that it was necessary for him to establish a school within the Thousand Demons Sect to popularize common sense in the world of cultivation, so that the Thousand Demons Sect would not have a genius like Zhang Chan again.
Luo Xuan heard that Zhang Chan had a stomachache and turned back from the front.
"Fellow Taoist Zhang Chan, I have some elixirs here. You will feel better after taking them."
Zhang Chanxin looked at the elixir handed over by the girl in front of him, and felt warm in his heart. This was the first time that a girl cared about him, and he quickly bowed and said, "Zhang Chan has thanked fellow Taoist Luo."
Luo Xuan smiled warmly, waved her hand gently, and said: "If everyone treats each other honestly, there will be no disputes in the world. Only by helping each other can we create a better future. Fellow Taoists, please do more good deeds and treat your friends more in the future."
Being tolerant and considerate is the best thank you to me!"
At this moment, Zhang Chan seemed to suddenly feel that the sword in his hand had turned into Buddhist beads, the brocade clothes on his body had turned into cassocks, and the entire forest had turned into an ancient Western temple filled with the light of Buddha.
His eyes turned red, and the tears dripping from his eyes turned into relics on the spot.