Waste wood knows everything

Sword cultivators are a group of very straight beings.

This straight refers to aspects such as character, dealing with people, or fighting style.

People's personalities are changeable, and there are not all sword cultivators in the same category, but the process of becoming a sword cultivator is a process of selection, not everyone who uses the sword as a weapon can be called a sword cultivator.

Abandon all distracting thoughts, take the sword in your hand as your lifelong pursuit, and enter the Tao with the sword. This is the most basic standard.

As far as Yun Mo was concerned, his mental activity when he said this sentence was relatively simple.

The content of the transaction between Jianzong and Si Xingfeng is to exchange a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill in exchange for Yun Mo's protection of Si Ran for a hundred years.

According to the content of the contract, the protection time limit starts at noon yesterday.

He was supposed to arrive at Xian Yunzong before noon yesterday, but some accidents happened on the way, which delayed his arrival time.

And looking at the state of the protection target Siran, there is an injury on his body, although it is only a skin trauma, but according to the remaining spiritual power and recovery status in the wound, the injury time was after noon yesterday.

This is a mistake that occurred during his protected period.

An apology is due and the same situation must never happen again in the future.

Siran didn't understand Yun Mo's mental activities, but he thought geniuses were a little arrogant, but he didn't expect this genius to apologize to him in public, and his tone was quite sincere.

Maybe, the bodyguard from Jianzong was accidentally responsible?

Yun Mo's cultivation level is more than a bit higher than his, and the treasure book can give him very limited information related to Yun Mo, so he blinked lightly and said: "It's okay, it's not too late, but... …can you help with the remaining issues?"

This remaining problem is naturally the storage utensils that were snatched away by Qin Qiuhua and Zhang Yifei.

If Yun Mo had arrived on time, this incident would not have happened, so it was not unreasonable to classify it as a legacy issue.

Yun Mo nodded slightly: "Yes, what's the matter?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the disciples around who were thinking of calming things down turned pale, and Qin Qiuhua broke free from the stiffness, staring at a pair of eyes, his face full of disbelief, his trembling lips, just about to shout something, when he was caught by the side The disciple quickly sealed his mouth.

Not to mention Zhang Yifei, who failed in the sneak attack. He was thrown flying by Yun Mo's sword, fell to the ground and suffered some internal injuries, and was tied up by others. He could only shrink back and look at Qin Qiuhua in horror, hoping to get A little consolation.

Zhang Yifei roared in his heart, I am going to attack Siran for you!

It's a pity that Qin Qiuhua can't even protect himself now, so he doesn't have the heart to deal with him.

Zhang Yifei was pinned by several disciples on the shoulders, and half kneeling on the rough ground, he raised his head with difficulty, his pupils were full of fear of the coming trial.

The feeling of a fox pretending to be a tiger.

Not bad.

Delicious.

Siran noticed the changes in the emotions and attitudes of the people around him, from contempt, pity or jealousy at the beginning to awe, fear and anxiety now.

The source of this change was naturally Yun Mo.

Sure enough, in such a world, strength is what determines everything.

Siran's thoughts drifted away for a second, and he was quickly pulled back by him. He said directly: "My storage utensils include three storage bags, three storage rings and a storage bracelet. They were all taken away, please help me get them back, this is all my belongings."

Yun Mo: "Who is it?"

Siran pointed to Qin Qiuhua and Zhang Yifei: "The two of them, and a storage bag has been taken out——"

Before he finished speaking, the white storage bag that other disciples found from Qin Qiuhua's body was brought over by a disciple and returned to its original owner.

Siran was pinching the storage bag in his hand, on which Qin Qiuhua's imprint of spiritual consciousness had been erased by other people in the previous inspection, and he easily re-marked the storage bag with his own mark.

Yun Mo shifted his gaze to Qin Qiuhua in front of him.

Qin Qiuhua finally broke free from the seal on his mouth. He took two steps back and broke down, "It's not me! I didn't!"

Anyone can see that he is quibbling.

Maybe sophistry is not even considered, it can only be called a stubborn resistance when death is imminent.

This time it was Xie Rongqing who made the move, and he made a trick lightly, two white lights circled around Qin Qiuhua and Zhang Yifei, and brought out a bunch of storage utensils, which were placed on the floor with a clatter.

Xie Rongqing said: "All the things on both of them are here, you can see if it is there, if it is not complete, then go to their residence and search."

Siran quickly picked out what belonged to him from here, hugged it in his arms, and said, "Thank you, thank you, it's all here, I've got it all."

Xie Rongqing came over: "Do you want me to help you erase the imprint of spiritual consciousness on it?"

Siran said: "Then I will trouble you."

Xie Rongqing quickly erased the spiritual consciousness on these storage utensils.

But the process of erasing the spiritual consciousness itself requires the use of one's own spiritual consciousness. Once the spiritual consciousness enters the storage bag, it is inevitable to see what is inside.

So Xie Rongqing said quietly: "You are so rich."

Siran: "..."

With such a down-to-earth words, Siran didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Okay?" Siran thought about what was in his storage bag. It was nothing more than some basic pills, spirit stones and spiritual weapons. They were all used for refining Qi and building foundations. In front of it, it is not worth mentioning at all.

The most expensive thing is nothing more than the bottle of Foundation Establishment Pill, there is nothing more precious.

Xie Rongqing's expression looked even more sad.

At this moment, Siran suddenly remembered the occupations of these two.

Sword repair.

Ah, it seems, indeed, I heard that sword repairers have never been particularly rich.

Siran squeezed the storage bag at his waist. He strung together the storage ring and the storage bracelet with a chain and put them away together. He is not used to wearing jewelry, and wearing rings and bracelets always feels strange. weird.

However, in the eyes of Jian Xiu, is his wealth already considered rich?

"Is there anything else?" Yun Mo glanced across the crowd, and saw someone holding a messenger talisman, who seemed to be going to notify the elders of the sect, if they stayed here, it would be troublesome if they wanted to leave.

Jianzong's deal was only with Si Xingfeng, not Xianyunzong, and Yun Mo didn't want to deal with Xianyunzong.

Siran glanced at Qin Qiuhua and Zhang Yifei.

He has always had the character of vengeance, and he will avenge any revenge he can on the spot.

But think about it, these two people are miserable enough. After Si Ran leaves, they probably won't get any good fruit to eat. Whether it's the snatching of the disciples of the same clan, or the unnecessary treasure, it's enough for them Drink a jug.

In other words, without him taking action, these two people will pay the price for their actions.

Siran smiled and said, "It's all right."

Yun Mo said: "Then change the place first."

A few shadows approaching at high speed appeared faintly in the sky, they must be people from Xianyun Sect.

Yun Mo took a glance, grabbed Siran's shoulder, and disappeared in place together with Xie Rongqing.

Elder Xian Yunzong who rushed over after receiving the news of the summoning talisman watched the three of them disappear in front of him, and wasted no time.

"What's going on!? Why did Jianzong Yunmo suddenly come to my Xianyunzong!?"

Xian Yunzong naturally wanted to make friends with Jianzong, but when Yun Mo came, he didn't go through the main gate and didn't notify the people in charge of the sect, so it seemed strange.

After they heard the news and came, they originally wanted to say a few words to make things better, but who would have thought that they would leave directly!

The red-clothed disciple with the highest cultivation stood up once again: "Elders, the two of Jianzong seem to come here for..."

Afterwards, the disciple in red honestly described the cause and effect.

While he was speaking, the face of the elder in front of him gradually turned ugly, and the aura around him became more and more gloomy. After the disciple in red finished speaking, he was so angry that he slapped his palm on the open space, blasting out A huge pit!

"Converting black and white! Harm the same sect! Is this how the sect taught you!?" The elder was furious, pointing at Qin Qiuhua, and said coldly, "And you! Do you think other cultivators are fools!? I really think everyone I can’t see what’s going on in your heart!? Cultivate your heart again! I can see your heart is completely black!”

Qin Qiuhua panicked, kneeling on the ground with his legs limp, begging: "I'm sorry elder, I was wrong, I was just fascinated for a while-I, I was also deceived! It was Zhang Yifei! He encouraged me to do this!"

Zhang Yifei, who was already seriously injured, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Shut up!" His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, "I'm so good to you! You—"

"enough!"

The law enforcement elders on one side really couldn't bear to watch this farce, and interrupted sharply: "Qin Qiuhua and Zhang Yifei violated the sect's rules and mutilated the disciples of the same sect. The circumstances are bad! According to the sect's law, abolish their cultivation and expel them from the sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two Law Enforcement Hall disciples flew over and restrained Qin Qiuhua and Zhang Yifei neatly.

The disciples of Law Enforcing Hall had the lowest level of foundation building. They struck the two people's dantians with their palms, crushing the spiritual roots and shattering the meridians in their bodies.

Zhang Yifei passed out on the spot, Qin Qiuhua wailed in pain, his voice was silenced, he could only grow his mouth weakly, twisting and rolling on the ground.

The rest of the disciples trembled in their hearts.

The elder had a gloomy face. His actions were naturally aimed at changing the impression of those who came to the Sword Sect. No matter whether the two sword cultivators who came would pursue Qin Qiuhua and Zhang Yifei, they Xianyun Sect had to express their attitude. .

The deterrent power of such a big sect as Jianzong is far from what Xianyunzong can resist.

"You said, you gathered here because there are treasures born here?" the elder asked again.

The red-clothed disciple tremblingly said, "Indeed, the disciples noticed the sudden lightning and five-color lights here, so they gathered here, and later they heard what Siran said——"

"Stupid!" said the elder, "The aura here is stable and the space is stable. How could there be a strange treasure born? You have been practicing for so long, can you use your brains?"

The disciple in red was stunned: "Then...could it be—"

"You have all been fooled by Si Ran," the law enforcement elder stroked his beard, but found it interesting, "It must be that he deliberately lured you here because he couldn't get out of the pit. After he was rescued, he happened to see the previous The enemy who hurt him, used you by the way, and put on a good show."

All the disciples around were dumbfounded.

How can it be?

How could they be... tricked by a trash with five spirit roots?

"Impossible! I don't believe it!" Qin Qiuhua pressed his fingertips to the ground, completely unable to accept what he heard, "That trash—how is it possible!"

He has always been scheming, thinking that he can play with all the disciples of the same clan, and he has indeed done it. Zhang Yifei is just one of his many candidates, and there are many disciples of the same clan for him to choose.

He has always been secretly complacent about this, how could he accept the fact that he was tricked by Siran! ?

"What are you doing in a daze? Throw these two people out," the law enforcement elder frowned, "You too, use your brains when you do things in the future, don't just say a few words and be provoked."

After all, the law enforcement elder left here with the two Law Enforcement Hall disciples.

The rest of the disciples looked at each other in dismay, and after accepting the fact with difficulty, they dispersed in twos and threes.

Among them, the one who felt the most unbelievable was of course the disciples of the other twelve peaks who belonged to the same peak as Siran.

"What happened?" one of them murmured, "Idiot...isn't he stupid?"

On the other hand, Si Ran, who was caught by Yun Mo's shoulders and jumped into the air for a while, after experiencing a 360-degree spin, finally landed dizzily.

As soon as he hit the ground, he sneezed loudly.

Siran rubbed his nose, always feeling that...someone is speaking ill of him behind his back.

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