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When I woke up this morning, the injury on Lin Xun's shoulder didn't improve. Last night he said he wouldn't move around, but after hugging Master, the ointment on his shoulder was gone long ago.

Si Qing painted it on him during the day, but it disappeared again tonight.

The next morning, Si Qing applied the ointment, saw that the redness and swelling on Lin Xun's shoulders hadn't gone away, sighed softly, and said, "I'll sleep outside tonight."

In order for Lin Xun's injury to heal quickly, Si Qing could only wrong himself first.

Lin Xun has been dishonest these two nights, even though he still has a shoulder injury, he always wants to provoke Si Qing.

"No." Lin Xun pretended to be angry, and said coquettishly, "Master, are you planning to separate the bed with me?"

"No." Si Qing smiled helplessly, he really had nothing to do with Lin Xun.

"Why is the fox demon in the misty valley?" Si Qing asked seriously.

"Last time you seriously injured her, she has been hiding there." Lin Xun replied.

"Master, was the Inner Soul Pill given at the meeting?" Lin Xun asked after getting dressed.

"Yes." Si Qing helped Lin Xun tidy up his collar, and said softly, "In the past, it was Mingyuan Peak's disciples who got the Inner Soul Pill."

Si Qing stood straight and looked at Lin Xun in front of him. His eyes were full of relief. He touched Lin Xun's head and said softly, "Thank you."

"Master, why is he becoming more and more alienated?" Lin Xun smiled.

Lin Xun was very happy to be able to honor his master.

After the autumn training was over, the elders held a clan meeting in the auditorium and asked all Jianfeng disciples to attend.

In the main hall, the five great sword masters sat on the high platform, Mingyuan Peak disciples stood in two rows below, Lin Xun and Ling Shu stood in the other row, the elders hadn't arrived yet, and the lowly disciples were whispering to each other.

But the sound was not loud, and the hall was fairly quiet.

Lin Xun stood upright, with a calm expression.

"Lin Xun, look up."

The words came from Ling Xiao's mouth, but at this moment Ling Xiao didn't dare to make too much noise, and just whispered something in his mouth.

Hearing the sound, Lin Xun raised his eyes to look at the high platform, he knew what Ling Xiao meant, he must have wanted him to look at Mo Yuan's face, but when his gaze caught Si Qing, he stopped there.

"As expected of masters and apprentices, look at the faces of the sword masters... they are exactly the same as their apprentices." Ling Xiao said with a smile, "Lin Xun, don't go to Mingyuan Peak in the future, be careful that they eat you gone."

Mo Yuan's face was quite calm, but the other sword masters in Mingyuan Peak all lowered their heads, with bitter expressions on their faces, as if they were tied up.

Ling Shu poked Ling Xiao at the side, Ling Xiao turned his head to look at Ling Shu, and the two looked at each other.

Ling Shu's eyes signaled that Lin Xun was not looking at the faces of other sword masters at all.

Ling Xiao came to his senses and looked at Lin Xun again.

Lin Xun was looking up at Si Qing with a smile at the corner of his eyes. He only had Si Qing in his eyes and no one else.

Ling Xiao curled his lips, followed Lin Xun's eyes to Gaotai, Si Jianzun was also looking down at Lin Xun at this moment, his eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

They just stared at each other so blatantly, as if no one around them existed, and none of them spoke, but it seemed that they had said a lot, but Ling Xiao couldn't hear it.

Ling Xiao made fun of himself, and sighed, until now he couldn't figure out when Si Jianzun became like this?The cold eyes before are gone.

The sword master he feared the most since joining the Hundred Swords School was Si Qing, and he was so frightened that he would throw away the sword in his hand when he saw Si Qing on weekdays.

"Ahem." Ling Xiao coughed dryly twice.

Lin Xun was slightly taken aback, then came back to his senses, looked sideways at Ling Xiao and said, "What did you just say?"

Ling Xiao smiled awkwardly, and paused for a moment, then he suddenly remembered something, looked around as if he was afraid of being heard by others, and asked in a low voice: "You...have dual cultivation?"

Lin Xun didn't catch his breath, choked, coughed twice, accidentally touched his shoulder injury, and frowned in pain.

The hall suddenly fell silent, only Lin Xun's cough was still echoing.

Several disciples who went to Wumang Valley with Lin Xun looked at Lin Xun one after another, their eyes seemed to be checking for Lin Xun's injuries.

In fact, just now they turned to Lin Xun from time to time. Meng Qi told them that Lin Xun had taken in a thousand-year-old fox demon. Surprised.

If they hadn't heard the roar of the fox demon at the bottom of the valley, they would not have believed that Lin Xun would accept a thousand-year-old fox demon.

"Lin Xun received such a little injury after taking in the fox demon for a thousand years?" Changqing frowned and said in a low voice.

Although his voice was not loud, it was loud enough for the entire hall to hear.

Chang Qing is the Sword Master of Ming Yuan Peak, at the moment he is sitting on the right hand side of Mo Yuan, and Si Qing is on the left hand side of Mo Yuan.

"What do you mean?" Si Qing asked coldly.

As soon as Si Qing finished speaking, the hall was silent. Everyone had different expressions on their faces. Some timidly lowered their heads and held their breath, while others raised their heads boldly to watch the excitement.

Mu Yang stood in the line of disciples with a smug smile on his face.

At this moment, Lin Xun was frowning and looking towards the high platform.

"What is Master Si doing? I'm just curious, after all, he is a thousand-year-old fox demon." Changqing said strangely.

Lin Xun smiled indifferently, and saluted the disciple on the high platform, "Returning to Master Sword, the one I killed was indeed a thousand-year-old fox demon, but it happened that this fox demon was injured, so I was killed by the disciple by chance. As for the injury of the disciple... ..."

Lin Xun paused, "I haven't recovered after two days. If my disciple hadn't won the first place, I'm afraid I'd have to dismiss today's conference and I wouldn't be able to attend."

Everyone could hear that Lin Xun was clearly making sarcastic remarks. Although his injuries were not healed, they were not so injured that he couldn't get out of bed. Changqing's apprentice also participated in the autumn training and took the first place Not to mention that he was seriously injured, so injured that he couldn't come to the meeting.

Lin Xun is disgusting Changqing.

"Crack!" Chang Qing slapped the table, blushing with anger, and shouted: "Presumptuous!"

Si Qing stood up and looked at Changqing coldly.

"Who are you talking about?" Si Qing's tone was very light, but the oppressive aura made people breathless.

Ling Xiao stood below, his heart pounding with fright, Si Jianzun hadn't changed at all, probably only Lin Xun could do whatever he wanted in front of Si Jianzun.

Mo Yuan rubbed the space between his brows, he didn't want to say more, but being caught between the two, he had to smooth things over even if he had to bite the bullet.

"Senior Brother Changqing is too curious. Lin Xunshou was not injured... It is a fact that he killed the fox demon." Mo Yuan sighed. No one on Mingyuan Peak could make him feel at ease this year.

Mo Yuan looked at Si Qing, and said calmly, "Brother, please don't take it to heart."

When he said this in front of the masters and apprentices in Mingyuan Peak, everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Master...junior brother, sit down." Shangli quickly stood up and pulled La Siqing's lapel, "We are all brothers from the same school, so don't be so stiff, the elders will come later, it will be hard to talk about it... ..."

If he didn't come forward to stop him, Si Qing might have to do it.

Lin Xun has been watching Mo Yuan's reaction from the bottom, and his condition doesn't look very good. The world is already improving Mo Yuan's coolness, and the inner soul pill fell into his hands, so Mo Yuan's coolness must be affected. Before Mu Yang came out to make trouble, he came out with Changqing.

But how do you feel... the more they quarreled, Mo Yuan's coolness would decrease?

Lin Xun winked at Si Qing, motioning for Master to sit down first.

Si Qing lowered his eyes and quietly retreated to his seat.

Not long after, the three elders came in and saw the silence in the hall. The three of them glanced at each other. In the past, they would not be able to calm down without coughing a few times for this kind of meeting. Today, they are quite proud of themselves.

The teaching elder nodded in satisfaction, and then began to lecture.

As usual, it was always a boring lecture, but at the end of the lecture, Lin Xun was praised.

Then he handed over the inner soul pill to Lin Xun, followed by a long lecture.

Lin Xun couldn't bear it any longer and was about to fall asleep. The conference was finally over.

"Stop." Mu Yang stopped Lin Xun from the crowd.

"Lin Xun, do you think you won the first place?" Mu Yang smiled contemptuously.

"Otherwise? Did the senior brother win?" Lin Xun replied lightly.

"Heh..." Mu Yang snorted coldly, "Without the Qingfeng Sword, did you win?"

"Oh..." Lin Xun suddenly realized, "You said Qingfeng Sword, it was given to me by Master, why don't you ask Master Mo to give you one too?"

Mu Yang gritted his teeth angrily, "What are you proud of?"

"I'm not proud. Brother, do you know where you lost?" Lin Xun paused and smiled slightly, "If Brother Meng Qi doesn't faint, he will continue to practice swords with you every day, maybe you will be the one who killed the white fox."

Lin Xun deliberately mentioned this topic. Before the meeting, he met Meng Qi and asked Meng Qi to pay attention to Mu Yang, but Meng Qi didn't believe Lin Xun's words at the time, so Lin Xun gave Meng Qi a sound transmission talisman.

At this moment, Meng Quan could hear the conversation between the two.

Mentioning the matter of Meng Qi fainting made Mu Yang feel even more annoyed. After doing so much, he was finally overwhelmed by Meng Qi.

"Meng Qi? What is he? Isn't it just because he got started early that he is great as a big brother?" Mu Yang said more and more angrily.

"Senior brother, how can you say that? Senior brother Meng Qi fainted because he led you to practice swords."

"Heh! Take me to sword practice?" Mu Yang sneered, "I don't know what he's thinking? Isn't it because I'm afraid that if I win the first place in sword practice, the master will snub him in the end!"

"This kind of person just makes him faint... It's cheap for him!"

"Despicable villain." Lin Xun's eyes were cold and stern. He hated this kind of person from the bottom of his heart.

"What did you say?" Mu Yang gasped.

"Scumbag!" Meng Qi shouted standing behind him.

Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned around, greeted him with a smile, and said respectfully: "Eldest brother...just now...?"

"Mu Yang! You!" Meng Qi frowned, his hands trembling, "Now go and see Master with me!"

"Eldest brother...what's the matter?" Mu Yang showed a concerned look.

Seeing Mu Yang's appearance, Meng Qi let out a long breath of anger, "Thanks for trusting you so much! Don't be ashamed here!"

Mu Yang was taken aback, then turned to look at Lin Xun.

Lin Xun took off the sound transmission talisman calmly, then walked to Meng Qi's side, and patted Meng Qi's shoulder, "There is no need to get angry with this kind of person."

With a straight face, Meng Qi said awkwardly, "I'll thank you after I've dealt with it!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged Mu Yang away with a dazed face.

Just as Meng Qi left, Si Qing walked over from the side.

"Master, guess what punishment Mu Yang will receive?" Lin Xun asked.

Si Qing ignored it, he held Lin Xun's hand, "Changqing is too much, why did you stop me?"

"Is the master still angry?" Lin Xun smiled, "If he wants to say it, let him say, Wumanggu is not what I want to choose, but his good apprentice insists on choosing it. The one who is angry now should be them."

"Didn't you choose?" Si Qing asked.

"Oh, I haven't told Master yet, I was pushed out at that time." Lin Xun's tone was very casual, as if he said something that had nothing to do with him.

"What?" Si Qing stopped and frowned, "Changqing's apprentice?"

"Forget it, Master, I have nothing to lose in this matter." Lin Xun coaxed.

"But you were injured." Si Qing said.

"The injury is not serious. I'm really afraid that it will be healed before the meeting." Lin Xun said.

Si Qing was taken aback suddenly, "Are you delaying the injury on purpose?"

"Forehead……"

"It's because you want to drag the injury...so..." Si Qing frowned and looked at Lin Xun, "Did you do that the past two nights?"

"No...it's not." Just as Lin Xun was about to explain, he suddenly found that Master's lips were pursed and he was angry.

"What about tonight?" Si Qing asked.

"Today... tonight, I'm a little sleepy... Hey? Master, put me down, someone is watching... Shangli Jianzun! Shangli Jianzun is behind!"

"Don't shake, your shoulder doesn't hurt anymore?" Si Qing asked.

Lin Xun: "...it hurts."