Inside Chilin City, Fang Mansion.

"Yin Lan, why are you back?"

Fang Qingyuan received the notice from his servant and walked quickly to the yard. When he saw Yin Lan coming off the carriage, he immediately asked angrily and anxiously.

"Uncle Fang, since you can take care of the entire Fang family for my safety, how can I survive without hesitation?" Yin Lan looked at Fang Qingyuan and showed a warm smile.

Fang Qingyuan heard the sound of "Uncle Fang", his body trembled suddenly and he stared at Yin Lan in a daze.

Previously, Yin Lan called him "Head of the Fang family". He seemed respectful, but in fact it showed that in Yin Lan's heart, he was only in a cooperative relationship and did not regard him as a close friend or elder he had made sincere friends.

Fang Qingyuan understood that people like Yin Lan who are polite on the surface are the most proud in their hearts, so even if he tried his best to win over, he would not be able to get Yin Lan's recognition.

It was not until this moment that Yin Lan truly accepted him.

"You...ah!" Fang Qingyuan smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

"I'll go see Uncle Lin."

In the room, Lin Jinhuo was lying on the bed. He was still the same person, but he was much older than before. The bald head was still the same bald head, but he looked a little dim and no longer shining.

Even if Lin Jinhuo has a bold and rough personality, he will be unbearable to suffer such a blow.

"Uncle Lin." Yin Lan's voice sounded.

Lin Jinhuo turned his head to look at the door with some difficulty. He was not too surprised when he saw Yin Lan. He looked a little pale and reluctantly endured the pain and showed a smile: "You are back, and I know that you and the head of the family are the same type of people."

"Uncle Lin, let's see your injuries." Yin Lan quickly walked to the bed, and Fang Qingyuan and Huang Shaohua followed behind him.

"If your cultivation is ruined, your people will be ruined. You can live in peace in the future." Lin Jinhuo's voice was very weak, and he laughed at himself: "It's not a big loss if you can call me Uncle Lin."

Yin Lan didn't say anything, and felt it on Lin Jinhuo's abdomen with his hands, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"A ruthless old man!" Yin Lan couldn't help but curse.

His soul came from 48 million years later. Although it was sealed tightly due to the limitations of spiritual power cultivation and life level, his perception was still far beyond ordinary people. He could clearly sense that Lin Jinhuo's Qihai Dantian was directly exploded.

The cultivation level of ordinary spiritual warriors is destroyed, but the spirit seeds are broken, and there is still a glimmer of hope to continue practicing.

However, Lin Jinhuo's dantian Qihai was destroyed, which was equivalent to a high-rise building. Not only was the foundation blown up, but the underground was also hollowed out directly. Wanting to practice again was as whimsical as building a tower in the air.

"Yin Lan, when you entered Chilin City, you were probably targeted by the people of Bailing Sect. Let's go to the weapon refiner guild as soon as possible. Only there will Qiu Nu dare not do anything randomly." Fang Qingyuan reminded.

Yin Lan nodded. This is the safest way at present.

"Not good!" Fang Qingyuan's ears moved, his face changed drastically. He heard a burst of dense footsteps approaching and had already entered the Fang Mansion!

"Is the people from Bailing Sect coming?" Lin Jinhuo, who was unable to move on the bed, also glared at him.

At this moment, an old man's voice came from outside the door—

"Can Yin Lan be there?"

Hearing this voice, Fang Qingyuan and Lin Jinhuo both breathed a sigh of relief. As residents of Chilin City, they were not unfamiliar with this voice.

"It's the city lord!"

"If Chilin Sect interferes in this matter, there is still hope!"

A glimmer of hope ignited on Fang Qingyuan and Lin Jinhuo's faces.

"The Lord of Chilin City?" Yin Lan was not so optimistic.

"I have met Lord Qian!" When Fang Qingyuan walked into the yard, he hurriedly paid a visit.

Lord Qian nodded to the side of Qingyuan, then looked at Yin Lan and said, "My friend Yin Lan, I am ordered by the sect leader and Elder Bai to help you resolve your grudges with Bai Ling Sect as much as possible."

"Thank you, Lord Qian." Yin Lan bowed. No matter what, the other party came to help. No matter what the result would be, Chi Lin Zong was also helping him.

Step by step!

The rushing sound of horse hooves sounded.

"Yin Lan, surrender!" A team of cavalry broke into the Fang Mansion with great momentum and came to the courtyard. Qiu Nu, the old man in black robe, recognized Yin Lan at a glance and looked over.

Lord Qian turned around and bowed to Qiu angrily: "Deputy Master Qiu, don't be fine. We met once twenty years ago."

Qiu Fu looked at Lord Qian and raised his eyebrows: "It turns out it's Elder Qian. Why, Chi Lin Sect wants to interfere in this matter?"

"As the city lord, I have to come forward to inquire about this. "As the city lord, I will naturally have to ask. It is better for Deputy Master Qiu to get off the horse first. If you have any questions, you can talk about it slowly."

Qiu Nu said lightly: "This time I came here just to catch the murderer. I bothered Lord Qian and hoped that Haihan would go. If I caught the person, I would leave."

Lord Qian's face darkened, Qiu Nu refused to even get off the horse, and seemed arrogant. He said that he was welcoming, but in fact he had no sincerity, and he was even quite disdainful.

"Person Master Qiu, this is the territory of Chilin Sect, not Bailing City!"

Qiu Nu's eyes suddenly became sharp and he said in a deep voice: "Before coming, Sect Master Nie gave me an order to capture Yin Lan at all costs. Elder Qian, do you want to start a war with my Bailing Sect on behalf of Chilin Sect?"

Elder Qian's face became unstable.

"If you don't have this qualification, then give me a way out. Otherwise, my sky-shaking hammer will not have eyes." Qiu Nu finished speaking, and the giant hammer in his hand burst out with a red spiritual light, jumped off his horse and walked towards Elder Qian.

Qiu took a step apart, and Elder Qian took a step back. After three steps in a row, Elder Qian turned around and bowed to Yin Lan and Fang Qingyuan, and said ashamedly: "I'm sorry."

Then, Elder Qian retreated aside without saying a word.

Fang Qingyuan felt as if he was dead for a moment.

In front of Bailing Sect, Chilin Sect also wants to retreat. How can he resist this behemoth?

"Get out!" Qiu Nu saw Fang Qingyuan blocking Yin Lan Mountain, and with a wave of the giant hammer, the red ripples rippled out.

Fang Qingyuan gathered his spiritual power and forced his resistance, and his whole body was shaken away. His injuries were shaken again yesterday, hurting his lungs and spewing out a large mouthful of blood.

Yin Lan stared at Qiu Nu who was walking towards him, without any movement on the surface, but in his dantian Qi Sea, spiritual power began to swell. A lilac light hidden deep in the depths of the Qi Sea began to move, as if his heart was beating "bang", as if it was about to break out of the ground.

"I can only fight to the death!" Yin Lan gritted his teeth and a purple light flashed in the depths of his eyes!

"stop!"

A violent shout sounded from outside the Fang Mansion.

"Liu Fei, president of the Weapon Refiner Guild, was ordered by Tang Jie, president of the three northern branches. Deputy Sect Master Qiu, please do it slowly!"

An old man wearing a silver weapon refiner robe rushed into the Fang Mansion, blocked Qiu Nu and Yin Lan, and looked at Qiu Nu with a serious expression.

Such an accident suddenly occurred, and the spiritual power that Yin Lan had originally condensed slowly suppressed.

The old man with silver robe has a complex pattern badge on his chest, which is the logo of the Artifact Refiner Guild!

Qiu Nu did not recognize this person, but when he saw the badge, his expression changed slightly.

"The Weapon Refiner Guild has also been involved? What is the essence of Yin Lan?" Facing the old man in silver robe, Qiu Fu had to slowly dissipate the spiritual light on the red giant hammer, and was puzzled.

Qiu Nu was not surprised that the Lord of Chilin City came. After all, the Fang Family Chamber of Commerce was making a living in Chilin City, but the Artifact Refiner Guild has always been independent of the major sects and even the royal family. It has a very special status. Why should we help Yin Lan?

He may not take the Lord of Chilin City seriously, but the president of the Artifact Refiner Guild, even if he is just the president of Chilin City, could not help him to be arrogant easily. What's more, the other party even said that he was ordered by Tang Jie, the president of the branch of the three northern provinces!

"President Liu, how dare you ask why the Weapon Refiner Guild interfered in this matter?" Qiu's angry tone became much calmer, not as aggressive as when facing the city lord Elder Qian.

The old man in silver robe Liu Fei turned his head, smiled at Yin Lan kindly, then turned his face to be serious, and said to Qiu angrily: "Yin Lan is the weapon refiner of my weapon refiner guild."

This kid is only a Level 6 apprentice, but he is actually a weapon refiner?

After Qiu was furious, his eyes narrowed slightly: "President Liu, this seems not enough to be a reason for the Artifact Refiner Guild to intervene, right?"

If the Artifact Refiner Guild wants to protect every Artifact Refiner, then you will not be too busy to die.

Besides, Lin Jinhuo, a level 6 weapon refiner, had his cultivation level been deposed before, and this President Liu was not seen running out. Why did he care so much about Yin Lan?

"Yin Lan easily passed the first-level weapon refiner assessment with the three geniuses, and was highly concerned by the branch president Tang Jie. Soon after, he would go to the branch to represent our three northern provinces to participate in the Qinglan National Weapon Refining Grading Competition. I hope Vice President Qiu will show mercy!" Liu Fei, the old man in the silver robe, bowed.

Three geniuses!

Qiu's angry expression turned into a shocked look.

In the entire northern provinces, there may not be one single genius in a year, and it is even rare to see three genius in a decade. For example, Bailing City under their jurisdiction under the Bailing Sect, only one three genius has appeared in the past century. Until now, in the "History of Honor" hanging in the hall of the Artifact Refiner Guild, there is also the name of the three genius in the three genius.

You should know that under normal circumstances, only a weapon refiner who has reached the ninth level in a city is qualified to be recorded in the "History of Honor" in the Weapon Refiner Guild in this city, which shows the rarest aspects of the three subjects.

Elder Qian, who was forced to retreat aside before, finally understood why the sect leader and Elder Bai asked him to protect Yin Lan as much as possible.

Such a genius is completely worthy of the treatment of a sect with courtesy. However, their Chilin Sect is weaker than Bailing Sect, so they can only give up. No matter how good a genius is, they cannot take risks with the safety of the entire sect.

"At such an age, I will be a first-level weapon refiner and a genius in the third subject. If he succeeds in the future, it will be a great threat to me, Bailing Sect and Qiu Nu!" A huge sense of crisis appeared in Qiu Nu's heart.

A weapon refiner with such potential is now attracting much attention from the three northern provinces. If he doesn't kill him today, it will be difficult to kill him in the future.

"No matter what, kill this person first, let's talk about it. The Artifact Refiner Guild will never deal with my Bai Ling Sect for a dead weapon refining genius!" In Qiu Fu's eyes, murderous intent was boiling, and the giant hammer in his hand once again shone with red spiritual power.

"call!"

Qiu Nu directly passed Liu Fei who was blocking the middle, and with the power of a tiger pounce, he held the giant hammer tightly in one hand, aimed at Yin Lan below, and suddenly accumulated force and smashed his head!

"Boy, go and die!" Qiu Qiu shouted loudly.

"Quan Wu!" The old man in silver roared angrily, but there was no time at all. He could only turn his head and watch Qiu Wu with a huge force and smash it away with a hammer.

It's over!

Fang Qingyuan, who was covering his chest and vomiting blood in the distance, was completely desperate.

Elder Qian couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and felt extremely regretful. With the full force of a level nine spirit warrior, the entire jurisdiction of the Chilin Sect could only be stopped unless the sect leader and Elder Bai came.
To be continued...