Hearing the sound outside the hall, the middle-aged monk's pupils suddenly shrank and he stood there suddenly.

The thin old man frowned suddenly, and with a swept his spiritual sense, his face instantly showed a bit of hideous expression.

"A little foundation-building deacon is really arrogant!" The thin old man snorted in dissatisfaction and said to several other foundation-building monks in the hall: "You go out and teach him a lesson."

"Stop!" The middle-aged monk shouted quickly, turned around and glared at the thin old man. The powerful spiritual pressure exploded instantly, directly pressing the thin old man who was caught off guard and kneeled on the ground.

"When is it your turn to say this?" the middle-aged monk asked expressionlessly, his eyes terrifyingly cold.

The thin old man was a little confused at first and didn't understand why he angered the uncle. However, when he saw his murderous eyes, he immediately knocked his head without hesitation and said loudly: "It's my nephew who is confused! I'll ask for punishment from my uncle!"

"Hmph!" The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, and regardless of the thin old man who kowtowed like pounding garlic, he sat back on his own cushion.

"Come in."

Accompanied by the calm voice of the middle-aged monk, Ling Yuling walked in without changing his face, his eyes slightly turned on Zhao Yichuan, who was seriously injured, and then smiled and gave a deep bow to the middle-aged monk, saying, "Deacon Ling Yuling, pay homage to Elder Xun."

The middle-aged monk nodded slightly expressionlessly and asked calmly: "Is there anything you have to do?"

Ling Yuling bowed slightly and said respectfully to the middle-aged monk: "Elder Qi, after a few hours, he happened to report his duties in the Holy Mountain, and accidentally encountered the conflict between Deacon Zhao and Protector Feng. In the following, it seemed that Protector Feng had first lit up the magic weapon, and then Deacon Zhao..."

"Rareless! Where is your turn to speak here?!" The thin old man who was originally kowtowing suddenly turned pale, and he quickly stood up and shouted angrily at Ling Yuling. The spiritual pressure of the cultivator in the Jiedan stage was directly pressing against Ling Yuling.

Bi Ruxi took a step forward and easily dispelled his spiritual pressure.

"Okay! How can you be like this?" the middle-aged monk said word by word, closing his eyes.

Everyone quickly bowed and stopped, waiting for his decision honestly.

After a while, the middle-aged monk opened his eyes, turned his eyes slightly on Ling Yuling, and said expressionlessly: "Since there is still controversy in this matter, let's put it aside first and wait until the injuries of the two people are healed."

After saying this, the middle-aged monk's body flashed with inspiration and disappeared.

Bi Ruxi raised her head suddenly, and her face showed a look of surprise.

In contrast, the thin old man almost glared out his eyes, looking in disbelief.

Ling Yuling calmed a lot, turned his head to look at Zhao Yichuan who was already unconscious, and took out a porcelain bottle from the storage bag and handed it to Bi Ruxi.

"Deacon Bi, this is a pill for healing. You can take Deacon Zhao back and take it to him."

Bi Ruxi hesitated for a moment, took the porcelain bottle with a little embarrassed, and bowed to Ling Yuling.

"Thank you for your kindness from Fellow Daoist Ling!"

"Director Bi is polite. Thanks to Elder Xun's impartial actions, I can let me, a small Foundation Establishment Cultivator, speak, otherwise how can I help you?"

Ling Yuling smiled casually, looking extremely free and easy.

Bi Ruxi forced a smile twice, then hurried over to help Zhao Yichuan up.

The thin old man also came to his senses from extreme shock, looked at Ling Yuling with deep meaning, then snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Although he didn't know why Elder Xun made this decision, he also realized that the small foundation-building monk in front of him was probably of a big background and was inconvenient to stand up again.

At this moment, the thin old man suddenly slipped his feet and flipped his whole body into the air, and he slapped his face down on the ground.

This was extremely cruel. Even if he was unable to hold on to his physical fitness after cleaning the marrow of Yi Jing, he could not hold on to it. He fainted when he turned his eyes.

Several foundation-building monks serving in the hall were stunned for a moment and did not come to their senses.

A grand monk named Jiedan, who walked well, suddenly fell down and fainted.

Not to mention seeing this, it sounds outrageous!

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk... Xinggong really doesn't talk about human rights. The old man of such an old age came out and ran around. It's like he was throwing himself."

Lu Yunze walked in from the entrance of the hall with his hands in his pockets, swaggeringly, walking in extremely arrogantly, and he felt like he was beaten up.

Ling Yuling's mouth twitched, and he probably understood what was going on just now.

"Brother Lu, you..." Ling Yuling originally wanted to say something with a stern face, but halfway through his words, he couldn't help laughing.

"Ha...hehe! You...no need..." Ling Yuling covered her mouth, her shoulders moved, and almost said a word.

"What's wrong with me? So many of you are watching, I've just come over." Lu Yunze rolled his eyes, and regardless of the several Foundation Establishment Cultivators behind him, he rushed to help the thin old man away. With a slightly turned his eyes, he saw Zhao Yichuan's miserable appearance. He couldn't help but sigh and said to Bi Ruxi:

"I just said that with your temper, you are bullied like this, and he is afraid something will happen sooner or later."

Lu Yunze went up and took a closer look, "But it seems that it has not damaged the foundation. He will recover after a while after he goes back to raise it."

Bi Ruxi nodded quickly and hurriedly took Zhao Yichuan back to the cave to heal his wounds. He didn't bother with him and quickly turned into a ray of light and flew out of the hall.

Lu Yunze looked at his leaving figure with a little emotion in his eyes.

"Fortunately, they met you, and they also met noble people."

Ling Yuling shook her head and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, why should I belittle myself? If it weren't for Brother Lu, how could I have formed a good relationship with these three people?"

"If you really want to say the noble person, Brother Lu is their noble person."

"Hey!" Lu Yunze laughed, and didn't know what to do, just shook his head.

At this moment, Lu Yunze suddenly frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and subconsciously stepped in front of Ling Yuling.

Just at the entrance of the hall, a short and fat old man who looked very familiar was standing there, glaring at him with his eyes, flashing with an unconcealed fierce look, and a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth, which looked particularly terrifying.

Lu Yunze stood in front of Ling Yuling, squinted his eyes and looked up and down at the short and fat old man, and said calmly:

"Look at your mother."

As soon as these words came out, the two present fell silent at the same time.

Because he turned his back to Ling Yuling, Lu Yunze could not see his expression, but he could see the expression of the short and fat old man opposite him.
Chapter completed!