Lin Yanli grinned in pain, raised her little hand and ordered: "Give me the Immortal Binding Lock!"
After saying that, the guard on the side immediately cut off the talisman, and two silver chains flew out of the sleeves and went straight to the boy's hands.
The boy raised his hands to resist, but the spiritual energy around him was not under his control, and he could only watch helplessly as the Immortal Binding Lock fell on his body, sealing his hands and feet.
"Will it take some time to adapt to the aura of the Xuyu Realm?" the boy murmured.
Seeing that the boy's hands and feet were tied up, Lin Yanli raised her brows in amusement. She walked up to the boy in small steps, jumped up, and slapped the boy on the head: "Now, let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
Xiao Luan stood aside and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. A seven or eight-year-old girl hit an eight- or nine-year-old boy on the head, looking somewhat amused.
Lin Yanli forced the boy to the ground, squatted down and asked, "What's your name?"
The boy was not frightened. He opened his eyes wide and puffed out his chest and said loudly: "My surname is Chen. My last name is Ke. I am now three hundred and sixty-five years old. I studied under Luoyang Mountain..."
Before the boy could finish speaking, Lin Yanli raised his hand and slapped the boy on the forehead again, "Ask your name, there are a lot of people, they are so noisy, and the kid with a big butt claims to be three hundred and sixty-five years old, you kid
How dishonest!"
"But!" Chen Ke raised his head, his eyes full of sincerity, "Aren't you just that big yourself?"
As soon as Chen Ke finished speaking, he received another slap on the forehead. Lin Yanli angrily poked his forehead and said fiercely: "Can I be like you? Please pay attention to your words, little brat, this place is...
I have the final say. Prisoners must have the consciousness of prisoners and don’t talk back!”
"Oh." Chen Ke responded and stopped talking.
He stared blankly at the girl in front of him, listening to her angry words.
Seeing Chen Ke's submissive look, Lin Yanli decided to teach him a lesson first and then let him stay with the house.
She used the Flying Sword of Summons to summon two Jiefa Hall disciples and listed Chen Ke's crimes on paper.
The two disciples stood upright, one holding the crime book, the other holding the scroll, and said loudly: "Prisoner Chen Ke, you will be sentenced below. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be counted."
Become a witness in court!"
The two opened the book, cleared their throats and said slowly: "You destroyed the public property of the Thousand Demons Sect, insulted the disciples of the Thousand Demons Sect, destroyed the environment of the Thousand Demons Sect, and polluted the surrounding air. You can plead guilty to these things."
Chen Ke was slightly stunned. When had he ever insulted the disciples of the Thousand Demons Sect and polluted the surrounding air?
Is this wrong?
Chen Ke shook his head and said softly: "I smashed the house with flowers and plants. This is a fact, I admit it! But I never cursed anyone, nor did I pollute the air."
The two disciples looked at each other, turned their attention to Lin Yanli, and then said with a straight face: "Add one more thing, refuse to plead guilty."
Chen Ke was stunned. He never thought that by stating the facts, he would be charged with an additional crime.
Lin Yanli held his hands behind his back and straightened his back, and said softly to the two disciples: "First drag him to the Blood Demon Lake and soak him in the pig cage for a few hours."
Dip the pig cage?
Xiao Luan's expression became strange. Looking at Chen Ke being dragged away by the guards, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
The Thousand Demon Sect's method of punishment really surprised him.
Lin Yanli squatted in front of the ruins, staring at the ruins in front of her, and sighed deeply.
Jiang Wanli's favorite Changle Palace was just gone!
If it's gone, it's gone. At worst, we'll build another one.
Lin Yanli stood up, patted the dust on her dress with her hands, smiled at Xiao Luan behind her and said, "Let's go, let's continue visiting the Thousand Demons Sect!"
When Lin Yanli and Xiao Luan were following the Feng Shui in the mountains, in a small town a thousand miles away from the Thousand Demons Sect, an old man stepped on a stool and spit.
"You don't know that Jiang Wanli is cruel. As soon as she came back to life, she crushed several subordinates who were loyal to her and swallowed three children in one breath without spitting out the bones!"
"Ah, is it true, Old Li Tou, is Jiang Wanli really that scary?"
"Of course it is true. How can what these gods on the mountain say be false?"
The old man blew his beard and stared, drank all the tea in the bowl in one gulp, and then said: "After Jiang Wanli resumed his position as the leader of the Thousand Demons Sect, he had to eat six young girls every day to maintain his immortal appearance."
Someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask: "Jiang Wanli is so vicious, why doesn't God kill her?"
The old man shook his head helplessly and said sadly: "Jiang Wanli has so many magical powers, I'm afraid God can't do anything to her. Let me see, the flood in the southern region this time is also related to Jiang Wanli!"
"Alas, Jiang Wanli is alive, and we ordinary people are going to suffer again. I just hope that the gods on the mountain will take Jiang Wanli's life as soon as possible and don't let her do evil outside again..."
Everyone was talking about it one after another.
In the crowd, a monk, with tears in his eyes, clasped his hands together and murmured: "Amitabha, there are such evil people in the world, and this little monk doesn't know anything about it. I apologize, I apologize!"
"All Buddhas above, my young monk Cinan is willing to go to the Thousand Demons Sect, cross the river and enter the righteous path. If he doesn't understand the demons, he vows not to return to the west!"
After finishing his words, the monk clenched the Buddhist beads in his right hand. The Buddha's light shone behind him. He tiptoed and his whole body shot up into the sky.
He sat cross-legged, with a green lotus emerging from under his buttocks, and said "Amitabha" several times.
In just two hours, Cinan arrived above Guyun Mountain.
He wanted to stop and rest for a while, but several rays of sword light flew out from Guyun Mountain, making him unable to help but tighten his grip on the beads in his hand.
Looking at the approaching sword light, Ci Nan quietly stretched his right hand behind his back, and a vajra pestle appeared out of thin air in his hand. When the sword light stopped, he slowly moved forward and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, what can I do?"
The leading man pointed his toes, flew his sword forward three feet, came to Ci Nan, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Nothing happened, I just remind fellow Taoists that the mountains ahead are steep and you should not fly too fast. Please go slower.
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Cinan nodded, performed a Buddhist salute with one hand to the sword cultivator, and said, "Thank you fellow Taoist for reminding me, I will pay attention to this."
The sword cultivator nodded, shook his sleeves and put his hands into his sleeves, "Then I won't disturb my fellow Taoist on his way."
After saying that, several people turned into sword light and disappeared from Cinan's sight, leaving no trace.
Looking at the people who had left, Ci Nan touched his bare head, feeling a little confused.
Those people were clearly demon cultivators, and they were so gentle to others, which opened his eyes a bit.
Without wasting time, Ci Nan flew slowly over the mountains and saw a plain.
"There is a hundred miles of fertile land, but if it were all used to grow grain crops, I wonder how much harvest we would get!"
After flying a stick of incense, Cinan saw several peaks towering into the clouds.