Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ziyun Dao City, Tai Chi Hall

Bai Yue shrank behind Yan Ling uneasily, peeking at the various high-ranking monks in the first hall.

They were all wearing lavender Taoist robes with cloud patterns, and they glanced at her with indifferent and slightly hostile eyes.

That kind of hostility was something she had never encountered before.

She even regretted a little bit, regretting that she had quietly helped senior brother Yan deliver such a letter.

In the middle of the main hall is a middle-aged purple-robed Taoist with an elegant complexion. He sits in the eyes of the formation, surrounded by white light. The big array in the sky merged into one.

Soon, a young man came from the outside, with a handsome face, golden vertical pupils incomparably enchanting, no eyebrows, but three snake patterns on each, spreading from the eyebrow frame to the hair temples, and there was also a small snake pattern between the eyebrows, slightly Moving, as if alive.

The purple-robed elder nodded slightly to the young man: "Young Master Ninth."

"What's the matter in such a hurry to find me?" Hai Chaoxu asked lazily, standing on the hall without going around the corner.

"Before my faction had some misunderstandings with Kunlai. Now that the matter is clear, I want to reconcile with Kunlai. But now that the two parties are hostile, I hope that Mr. Hai will come forward to let my faction and Kunlai clear up the misunderstanding and get back on track." Purple Robe The elder said slowly.

"What misunderstanding do you have?" Mr. Hai glanced at Bai Yue and Yan Ling with a half-smile.

"Before this girl sent a letter, saying that I sent Yanling to be imprisoned by Kunlai for many times and tortured, which caused a misunderstanding. Now I know that the master of Kunlai'an is just a stricter education, and this is exactly her. I have always been short-tempered, so it was all a misunderstanding..." Elder Zipao's words stopped short.

Hai Chaoxu is also a thousand-year-old monster, so he couldn't hear the unfinished meaning in his words, but he understands that most of them are nonsense, not to mention, you sent disciples to take away the homes of other disciples, that's all. , I have nothing to say about being beaten to death in which sect or faction, not to mention that Elder Yan of your sect has directly hit the door. You are not a good person, so you want to take the opportunity to catch some Kunlai disciples who are alone as double insurance , so as not to attack Feilai Peak.

In the end, I lost the elders and broke the army. I asked for it from the beginning to the end. Why should I be your peacemaker? You must know that because of what happened a hundred years ago, that lunatic An has always been very hostile to their dragon and snake clan. No, it would be light to have a snake's head chopped off.

Seeing Young Master Hai smiling without saying a word, the Zipao elder sighed slightly in his heart, then winked at the disciple beside him.

"Master Hai, these are twelve treasure-hunting mice from Ziyun Dao, a small gift, I hope you like it." The disciple next to him immediately took out an exquisite animal cage, and inside it were a few golden mice that were only the length of a finger. , was shrinking into a ball, tremblingly looking at the snake demon cultivator in front of him, screaming from time to time, as if a mortal was terrified when he saw a ghost.

It's so small, Mr. Hai nodded, but he didn't accept it.

Then another disciple next to him took out a jade box of essence, and respectfully said: "Master Hai, this is my Dragon Pearl from Central Continent, which can condense the moonlight and enhance the purity of cultivation. I hope you don't dislike it."

Mr. Hai nodded again, but still didn't accept it.

So the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth disciples came out one after another, and the things they brought out were better than the last. Finally, when No. 12 disciples came out, finally no disciples stood up again.

Mr. Hai reluctantly nodded his head, and lazily said, "Then I'll try it."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Hai's eyes fell on Bai Yue again, and the golden vertical pupils made Bai Yue almost out of breath, so he said lightly: "This girl, you are An Xian's daughter, please take it See the close-fitting things come out, so I can go to see your mother."

Bai Yue looked at Yan Ling for help.

Yan Ling's face was gloomy, but she still held her hand tightly, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I just want your mother to believe in our sincerity, okay?"

Bai Yue's complexion eased a little, and then she raised her head slightly, took off a bead flower on her head, and handed it to Yanling: "This is a meditation instrument that my father made for me, and my mother can recognize it at a glance."

The material was so good that Yan Ling didn't want to give it away, but under the gaze of the elder, he still handed it to Mr. Hai.

Bai Yue whispered: "Brother, I'm a little scared, don't send me back."

If she knew that she had secretly sent the letter to Zi Yundao, her mother would kill her.

"No." Yan Ling comforted her.

Mr. Hai glanced at her, looked thoughtful, turned and left.

----

Kun-Lai is still very lively here.

The captured Ziyun Dao disciples have been sold at a price according to their level of cultivation. Most of them were badly injured, and there were a few sword cultivators who struck indiscriminately. Some of them were bleeding out. It took a lot of effort for the medical practitioners to rescue them. There is a fee for the rescue, so they can only be sold at a discount.

Poison Peak and Pill Peak also bought a lot, and the monks from the three peaks simply went to Chasing Cloud Peak to study and make progress together.

"If you want to kill, you have to cut..." There was a cultivator Ziyun who would rather die than surrender.

"We don't kill or cut, don't get me wrong, take it easy, I'm just here to heal your wounds." Said the gentle girl from Qingnvfeng.

"I don't believe it...Ahhhh—"

"The alien zhenqi in his body has been pulled out, and the speed is three breaths faster than Wofeng's original technique, see?" Qingnvfeng girl turned her head and smiled and said to the fellow practitioners next to her.

"These are for me to practice, don't use them to test your new ideas." A monk next to him disagreed.

"That's right...we are all at the stage of pecking each other out, so don't aim too high."

"Okay, I'm not familiar with the first volume of the pulse-expanding needle. The Kunlai disciples who came to expand the pulse all said it hurts..." The girl then raised her hand, gently squeezed a needle, and complained, "I can't even It's free, but no one is willing to come to me to receive pulse expansion acupuncture."

"It's free, I still pay them for treatment, who said that medical practitioners make money, why don't they see how miserable low-level medical practitioners are!" The disciple next to him agreed.

"That's right, which medical cultivator didn't go on several expeditions and practiced thousands of people, and some people are willing to come to the door? Before that, they borrowed money from everywhere, and even helped each other!" A female medical cultivator said angrily, "Then they said that our fees are too expensive, expensive Live their lives?"

"Do you still have the nerve to say that you can't be softer when helping each other?" A disciple immediately complained, "I promised you to practice your hand last time, but you just put a life-saving needle as thick as chopsticks, and I ran away in fright."

"Isn't that for passing the sixth level of medical practice? It's all because Kunlai is too rich. You see, those demon cultivators who can't afford the money and want to heal their injuries can be given to us newcomers to practice like these captives."

"What's the use of the light demon's cultivation points coming here? People, people! Seventy percent of the exams are questions for doctors!"

"That's right, which one of those cats, dogs, birds, snakes and scorpions is the same as a human?"

"I'm considering marrying a sword cultivator from Jianfeng. Aren't they often injured, so I have more time." The female doctor said shyly.

"Thinking too much, the sword cultivator wanted to marry a mid-level medical cultivator, but a few years ago, some of them tried to marry a low-ranking medical cultivator from scratch, but in the end, most of them got divorced during the process of the low-level doctor's exam for Chinese medicine. "Someone poured cold water on it.

"...That's right, Master An is the only successful case." The female doctor sighed.

"She didn't fail in the end."

"It seems to be the same... everyone is the same, ah, Kunlai, the world is getting worse, let's not talk about it." The junior brother next to him said softly to the trembling female prisoner, "Don't be afraid, we are only healing your wounds, otherwise it will be easy to stay. The future troubles will affect the practice."

"No, don't..." The female prisoner trembled slightly, shrank to one side, her eyelashes were teary, "I am willing to marry you, can you be gentle?"

"Uh……"

Feng Qingxiu, who was the peak owner, laughed and understood why the rooms in Qingdi Peak and Qingnv Peak were soundproofed.

You Jia shook his head and sighed: "These monks don't care about women at all."

"Low-levels are hard." Huang Wei felt sorry for him, "I think back when I couldn't successfully calculate the secrets of heaven, I could only earn some spiritual stones every day by copying books."

"That's right, when I was a low-ranking man, I could only cut off my hands to live, and then I accidentally published "Why is the son who is sitting on a million wealth so poor that he cuts his hands-on You Bazhuo's ruthlessness and injustice", which made the headlines and got a lot of hits. Thanks to the rewards, the good life gradually began," Youjia shook her head, "The past is unbearable."

When he mentioned it, it caused everyone to chat about the interesting things in the past.

Feng Qingxiu listened to them silently, but she was still thinking about what happened last night.

After he came out of the room, he pretended to be nonchalant, but God knows that when he faced the master, he felt that he was about to burn, and he wiped the blood off his face only after taking an emergency supplementary book of ice pulse technique .

But how should I talk to Master in the future, why would I be so happy to jump over to see Master wearing that dress.

This is too much to justify.

Also, why am I so bold, and dare to help Master put it back on.

What will Master think of me? Will he think I'm too frivolous?

The chest is jumping so hard, from last night to now, it has been jumping so hard—is this the feeling of life without love?

Master didn't know where he went.

Don't you want to see me?

Should I change another suit for him...

Feng Qingxiu felt that she needed to be quiet.

Suddenly, with a flash of net tactics, they were notified that these peak masters went to discuss matters, saying that a demon cultivator took out Ziyun Dao's peace book and showed it to everyone. The elder redeemed it.

When it was time to get down to business, they all left quickly, but just entering the hall, they heard a purple-clothed demon cultivator say: "...Miss Bai dare not come back to see you."

Everyone shook their heads in their hearts, what an idiot!When she went abroad, there were times when she cried and begged to come back.

But this matter... Their eyes all fell on Master An, and they saw An Xian coldly throw a bead flower on the ground, and it fell to pieces.

"If she doesn't want to come back, don't come back."