Boss, keep a low profile

The elder of Shuiyue Sect frowned even more deeply as he looked at the imposing Lu Chaoge.

The second elder was watching the show from the side. He was happy to see the situation develop.

When Meng Feng mentioned the compensation of spirit stones, both the elder and the second elder thought that Lu Chaoge would choose to keep things quiet.

As the bottom of the [Lower Hundred Sects], Mo Sect should not have many resources. Spirit stones must be the rigid demand of Mo Sect. There is no reason not to be tempted.

When Meng Feng shouted out three times the spirit stones, they felt that the matter was a foregone conclusion.

As for the death of a fisherman in Wuhe, naturally no one took it seriously.

In such a huge Tianxuan Realm, people die every day?

It's just a small matter.

But when Lu Chaoge said the 16th rule of the Sword Sect, everyone present understood his attitude.

He was not willing to settle privately!

According to Article 16 of the Sword Sect's rules, Meng Feng accepted the commission of the Ten Thousand People Bell. He was perfunctory and indirectly caused someone to die. He needs to bear the whipping.

Don't think that whipping is a trivial matter. The whipping in the cultivation world is not the kind of small whip with a little fun. It's enough to just stick out a little butt.

Three thunder whips whip the body.

Three heart whips whip the heart.

After six whips, those with unstable foundations may be severely injured.

Thunder whips are trivial matters. Although it hurts and it's crippled, it can still be saved in the magical cultivation world.

But the heart whip is different. The heart whip whips the heart of the Tao. Those with unstable hearts may have their hearts cracked and cannot make further progress in their lives, or even fall to a lower realm!

If this happens, unless it is really a heaven-stealing fortune, even the help of the great practitioners of the seventh and eighth realms cannot save it.

In fact, from the distribution of the Ten Thousand People Bell by the Sword Sect, it can be seen that the Sword Sect attaches great importance to the protection of Qingzhou, so the punishment is also extremely severe.

What's worse is that Meng Feng took the job of the Mo Sect, which is equivalent to taking on this responsibility. He took the money but did not do the job, and the six whippings will be punished by the head of the Mo Sect!

It's useless for the elder to be partial!

At this moment, he even wondered if the young man in front of him was more greedy than he thought?

He brought out the sect rules to gain greater benefits!

"Do you want resources or a beloved disciple? Choose one of the two."

"Anyway, the whip is in my hand, and I have the final say on how to whip it."

"You don't know how high the sky is, you are going to tear your face with my Shuiyue Sect!" The elder sneered in his heart.

Meng Feng listened to Lu Chaoge's words, and his hair stood up all over his body.

He was so scared at this moment that he really didn't have any bad thoughts.

When he first entered the sect, a senior brother made a big mistake, and he had seen the severity of the whipping.

When Meng Feng recalled it now, he felt goose bumps all over his body.

"Master, Master, save me!" Meng Feng's legs softened and he almost fell to the ground.

The elder still felt sorry for his beloved disciple. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to promise some benefits first. At worst, he would find a way to get it back from Momen later.

He forced a smile on his ugly face, saying, "Master Lu, come over here."

As he said that, he also made a gesture of invitation.

But Lu Chaoge had his back to him and stood still.

He looked down at Meng Feng, whose legs could no longer stand straight, and said, "I will give you three choices."

"One, six lashes."

"Two, take my sword."

Hearing this, Meng Feng couldn't help but ask, "Then... what about three?"

"Oh, there is no three, I'm just kidding." Lu Chaoge looked at him with a teasing look and said, "Or, three is the combination of the two?"

The Great Elder stood aside and couldn't help but speak again, and his voice was filled with anger, shouting, "Master Lu!"

Lu Chaoge still ignored him, he was not weak at all.

The situation in Shuiyue Sect was too chaotic now, he brought out the Sword Sect's rules, and no one dared to make any small moves.

For the Great Elder, the Second Elder was watching covetously on the side, as long as Lu Chaoge insisted on the sect rules, the Great Elder would not dare to say a word.

If he dared to do it on the first day, the Second Elder would dare to do it on the fifteenth.

He wished that the Great Elder would stand up for his apprentice, today was too good for the Second Elder.

What's more, there is no word "fear" in my Lu Chaoge's dictionary!

The most terrible thing is that the other disciples of Shuiyuemen didn't know, and Lu Chaoge didn't know either, that there was a distinguished guest living in Shuiyuemen these days!

The first elder and the second elder had to serve this distinguished guest carefully.

They didn't dare to let this distinguished guest see the joke of Shuiyuemen, which would lead to a bad impression of Shuiyuemen.

At this moment, unless Lu Chaoge is willing to settle privately and make the decision for the mortal family whose family died, he would pretend that this incident didn't happen. Wuhe is his territory, he has the final say, and he can erase all the traces.

But it is obvious that his attitude is extremely firm.

Meng Feng's pupils were shocked. He looked at his master who stopped talking, and then looked at Lu Chaoge who was looking down at him, knowing that he could not escape.

There are only two ways in front of him.

Either accept the whipping, or take the sword of the young head.

Meng Feng's voice trembled slightly, and he said: "I...I will take the sword!"

He was quite confident about taking the sword.

His realm was not lower than Lu Chaoge's. Although the other party was the head of the sect, he looked fearless and might be very powerful in actual combat.

But taking just one sword should not be comparable to the six whips, right?

For sword cultivators, the heart of the sword is the heart of the Tao. The whip of the heart whipping the heart of the sword is really hard to bear!

"Yes." Lu Chaoge nodded slightly and turned the [Not Too Late] in his hand.

He glanced at Meng Feng and said, "Tell me when you are ready. Relax, my natal sword will not be unsheathed."

Meng Feng was overjoyed when he heard this.

If even the natal sword is not unsheathed, what is there to panic about?

Everyone has similar cultivation, and they are all sword cultivators. There is a world of difference between drawing the sword or not. If you can still seriously injure me without unsheathing the sword, I will not practice sword in the future!

Listening to Lu Chaoge's words, the eldest elder's brows relaxed, while the second elder looked puzzled.

The former thought that Lu Chaoge had changed his mind and was ready to let go. He just wanted to make a little warning, stand up for his Mo Sect, and establish his majesty.

The latter felt that this young man was really a storm. Just now, it seemed like a big battle, and now it was thunder and rain. It was really boring.

Why can't it last long!

They didn't know that Lu Chaoge's heart was not made of sponge, so it wouldn't be soft or hard.

He saw Meng Feng take out his own natal sword and unsheathe the long sword, and said lightly: "Is it OK?"

Meng Feng clenched the long sword, took a deep breath, and said: "Please teach me, Master Lu!"

Lu Chaoge didn't say a word of nonsense when he heard it, and casually threw out a sword energy.

In an instant, the first and second elders who were paying attention to the battle situation exclaimed.

"The power of heaven and earth!"

"Sword intent!"

Yes, Lu Chaoge didn't hold back on this sword.

The power of water and sword intent came out together, and Meng Feng didn't have time to react.

He raised his sword to resist, but the whole person was directly knocked away by the sword energy.

"Boom--!" Meng Feng's body hit the Wanmin Bell, causing the ancient bell to roar again!

Blood suddenly overflowed, his body slowly slid off the clock face, and then collapsed to the ground.

And the most fatal thing is not his Taoist body, but his sword heart!

No one thought that the leader of the Mo Sect had already formed his sword intention.

Since sword intention is intention, it can hurt the sword heart. Its power is not inferior to the heart whip, or even better!

The first elder and the second elder were knowledgeable and saw Meng Feng's current situation at a glance.

His sword heart... was broken!

It was broken directly!

Lu Chaoge didn't even look at Meng Feng who was lying on the ground, but turned around and slowly walked towards Luo Bing who was waiting on the side.

His low and cold voice echoed for a long time in front of the mountain gate of Shuiyue Sect:

"Don't practice sword."

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