Dong Hanxiang's body was shaken. He quickly fell to the ground and thanked: "Thank you, ancestors. My disciples will definitely do their duty and carry forward the Tianshan Sect."
"Okay. You have nothing to do here. Let's all go down." The woman wearing a bamboo hat waved her hand.
"Wait." Liang Wanli suddenly shouted.
"What? You have objections to my handling?" The woman wearing a bamboo hat snorted softly. The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a lot.
"No. No. I don't have any objection to the ancestor's treatment. It's just..." Liang Wanli gritted his teeth and pointed at Lin San: "He killed Elder Ding and Elder Dongfang. He must pay with his life."
Lin San's face changed drastically. He opened his mouth to say something. But he glanced at the woman wearing a bamboo hat standing opposite and closed his mouth again. Now he had no right to speak here at all.
"Yes. This Lin San killed two elders. He must not be treated lightly." Bu Qianhe echoed loudly.
The other elders also kept nodding, saying that they could not let Lin San go. Only Dong Hanxiang frowned slightly and said nothing.
It's over. It's over. Lin San cried secretly in his heart. It seems that he is in doom today. Lin San has tried several methods just now, but he can't get rid of the shackles of the huge power around him. Even the magic power in his Dantian seems to be somewhat solidified and cannot function normally. Yes. Monks in the transformation stage are very powerful. If they just extend their hands casually, Lin San cannot resist.
Xue Lian, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly became anxious. Her eyes looking at Lin San were full of worry.
"Shut up, everyone." The woman wearing a hat suddenly shouted softly.
Liang Wanli and others immediately stopped shouting.
"I will take care of Lin San's affairs. You don't have to worry about it." The woman wearing a bamboo hat said nothing. She reached out and grabbed Lin San and flew towards the back mountain.
Looking at the direction in which the woman wearing a bamboo hat and Lin San left, Liang Wanli and others were dumbfounded.
Xue Lian collapsed on the ground. Her eyes suddenly lost their luster.
"Ahem..." In the end, Dong Hanxiang came to his senses first: "Since our ancestors plan to deal with Lin San personally, then we don't have to worry about it anymore."
"Yes, yes. Our ancestors will definitely not let that Lin San off easily." The other elders nodded calmly.
Dong Hanxiang glanced at the silent Liang Wanli: "Zhang...Senior Brother Liang, our ancestors asked you to go to Wuya Cave and face the wall to think for a hundred years..."
"Humph." Liang Wanli glared at Dong Hanxiang fiercely: "You don't need to remind me. I'll go right away." After saying that, he flew towards the west. From this moment on, Liang Wanli completely hated taking away his palm. Dong Hanxiang of the Gate Throne.
"Let's all disperse. Remember the words of our ancestors. Within ten years, no one should leave the Tianshan Sect privately." As soon as Liang Wanli left, Dong Hanxiang began to issue orders directly.
Now that Dong Hanxiang has taken over the position of head, all the elders will of course obey orders.
After driving away all the elders, Dong Hanxiang walked directly to Xue Lian.
At this time, Xue Lian was sitting on the ground in a daze. Her eyes were staring at the direction Lin San left. Her lips were bitten and bled.
"Xuelian." Dong Hanxiang shouted softly.
Xuelian slowly turned her head and glanced at Dong Hanxiang.
"Come back to the Alchemy Pavilion with me." Dong Hanxiang still felt a little pitiful about Xuelian's experience.
Xuelian shook her head and said nothing.
Dong Hanxiang frowned: "Why? You don't want to."
"I..." Xue Lian just said one word. Suddenly her head felt heavy and she fell into unconsciousness.
Dong Hanxiang had quick eyesight and quick hands. He supported Xue Lian and stretched out his hand to check Xue Lian's pulse. He found that Xue Lian had just passed out due to fatigue and was not seriously injured: "Oh... what a miserable child." Dong Hanxiang picked up Xue Lian by the waist and directly Fly towards the Alchemy Pavilion.
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The Tianshan Sect has a steep mountain called "Chaotian Peak". It is a forbidden area for the Tianshan Sect. Even the leader has no right to enter.
At this time, there were two people standing on Chaotian Peak. One man and one woman. The woman was wearing a bamboo hat and a long white skirt. She was the only remaining monk of the Tianshan Sect in the transformation stage. She was the ancestor of all the disciples of the Tianshan Sect. The man had thick eyebrows. Big eyes and tall figure. It was Lin San.
The woman wearing a hat lifted her hand and lifted the restrictions on Lin San.
"Huh..." Lin San exhaled a long breath and glanced at the woman wearing a bamboo hat in horror: "Senior, why did you bring me here."
"What do you think?" the woman wearing a hat said calmly.
"I..." Lin San wanted to say how do I know. But he swallowed the words as he spoke. The other party was moody. It was better not to get into trouble.
"Follow me." The woman wearing a bamboo hat walked towards the middle of the mountain peak.
Lin San followed reluctantly.
There are many trees, flowers and plants planted on Chaotian Peak. The air is filled with a faint fragrance, the majestic wind blows, and the white clouds float above the head. It is indeed a beautiful fairyland.
"Huh." Lin San suddenly stopped as he walked. Opposite him appeared a cliff more than ten feet high. Someone carved several large characters on the cliff with weapons. Lin San stared at it and couldn't help but Read: "Chaotian Peak. Ouyang Xue."
Seeing Lin San stop, the woman wearing a bamboo hat couldn't help but frowned: "What's wrong?"
Lin San pointed to the cliff opposite: "This is called Chaotian Peak."
The woman wearing a hat nodded.
"Then...then Ouyang Xue is..." Lin San asked.
"Ouyang Xue is me." After the woman wearing a bamboo hat said, she raised her feet and walked forward.
Lin San came to her senses and hurriedly chased after her. She said silently in her heart: It turns out that this cold woman is called Ouyang Xue... Don't tell me. Ouyang Xue's name is quite nice.
After half a stick of incense, a square wooden house appeared in front of it. Various flowers were planted around the wooden house. There was also a plaque hanging at the door of the wooden house. The strange thing was that there was no word written on the plaque.
Ouyang Xue stopped when she reached the door of the wooden house.
Lin San stood quietly behind him, not daring to say a word.
After a while, Ouyang Xue said, "Tell me about your origin."
Lin San was stunned: "What is my origin? To put it bluntly, I am just a casual cultivator. I wander around here and there. I have no fixed place to live."
"How did you get into the Tianshan Sect?" Ouyang Xue continued to ask.
"This... was also a coincidence. When I was wandering outside, I suddenly met a dying man. At that time, I tried my best but could not save the man... The man gave me a token before he died. It was said that with this token, one could enter the Tianshan Sect... Later, I heard that the Tianshan Sect's Ningshen Incense can help late-stage Jindan cultivators condense the Nascent Soul. I was moved. I took the token and came to the Tianshan Sect. " Lin San said half-seriously.
"It turned out that you came in with the Elder's Token." Ouyang Xue nodded slightly: "So, before you entered the Tianshan Sect, you were not a Nascent Soul Stage monk."