Thousands of people on the top of the storm have not wanted to leave for a long time and are still talking about each other.

Yun Zhongzi looked ashamed, and the dozen elders of Yang Bumi Sect were all blushed and embarrassed.

What He Wuhen said in his poem is that the despicable villains who use any means to fight for power and reputation are not exactly what they are talking about?

The dirty and dirty place, of course, refers to the Fengshen Sect.

Fengshen Sect is a martial arts holy land in the Southern Region Continent. Why is it a dirty place in He Wuhen’s eyes?

Not because of them?

Thinking of this, more than a dozen elders were ashamed and embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

This is even more embarrassing and helpless than He Wuhen scolds them in person!

In addition, many disciples understood the meaning of He Wuhen's four sentences and looked at them with strange eyes.

More than a dozen elders were no longer embarrassed to stay and left Fengyunding.

Yun Zhongzi also waved his hand and signaled that everyone would scatter.

Then, he hurried to the Heavenly Palace somewhere in Fengshen Sect and reported to the old sect leader, Jun Buqi.

When he saw the old sect leader, Jun Buqi was sitting upright in the secret room to me and me to rest in peace, looking like he was wandering outside the sky and forgetting everything.

Yun Zhongzi didn't dare to disturb him, so he waited patiently.

This waited for three days.

Three days later, the old sect leader finished his wandering, opened his eyes and sighed.

"Ah, such a strange person has fallen into my Fengshen Sect. It's time, is life? Is it a blessing or a disaster?"

Yun Zhongzi was stunned for a moment, immediately reacted and asked quickly: "Old Sect Master, do you know everything?"

"Yes." The old sect leader nodded, and said with a breath of Gujing Bubo: "Since I have never been safe when I entered the sect, I always cause trouble. Of course, I have to pay attention to him."

"Then" Yun Zhongzi hesitated for a moment before plucking up the courage to ask: "Old Sect Master, what do you decide to deal with him?"

"Dispute?" The old sect leader smiled bitterly, and did not answer Yun Zhongzi's question, but asked him: "Do you think he will bear it honestly even if you and I want to punish him?"

"Uh" Yun Zhongzi had nothing to say.

He frowned and thought for a while, and finally sighed helplessly, "Oh, with his personality, he will definitely not sit still and wait for death."

"He is not a person who follows the rules in his bones. He has been in the sect for a short time and has no feelings for this sect. If we really want to punish him, it will be useless if it is light, and he will definitely resist if it is severe."

"Once he resists, if we forcefully suppress him, another shocking war will occur, and even the tragedy of Mingyuetian Palace will repeat."

Yun Zhongzi had a headache because he only realized now that He Wuhen could not afford to offend him.

"Forget it." The old sect leader smiled bitterly, "At this point, we can only turn big things into small things. Let this matter fade."

Yun Zhongzi frowned, "But, can't we explain to the dozen elders and our disciples?"

"If He Wuhen is not punished, it will be difficult to convince the public. The elders and disciples in the sect will inevitably have complaints."

The old sect leader turned his head and looked at Yun Zhongzi and asked back, "What are the complaints? This is the best result, and this sect has no losses."

"Yang Bumi was killed by He Wuhen. Isn't the loss big?" Yun Zhongzi asked in surprise.

Jun Buqi: "Yang Bumi and Di Long are not alone, and it's enough to have him as the deputy sect leader."

Yun Zhongzi asked again: "What should I do if those four elite disciples were killed? They have spent countless time and effort to cultivate them."

"Isn't there Long Wu? After four ordinary geniuses died and harvesting a dragon Wu at the level of God, which one is more cost-effective?"

""Yun Zhongzi has nothing to say.

He was silent for a while and finally made up his mind, "Old Master, I understand what to do."

"Well, then go and do it." Jun Buqi waved.

Yun Zhongzi hurriedly retreated and rushed straight to Feiyun Palace to explain the situation to He Wuhen.

He wanted to tell He Wuhen the old sect leader's decision and attitude, comfort him, and let him continue to stay in Fengshen Sect.

After all, He Wuhen said those four sentences before leaving, indicating that he was very disappointed with Fengshen Sect and was afraid he would have the intention to leave the sect.

Yun Zhongzi now just wants to appease He Wuhen first, and Fengshen Sect must not be without him.

As for those elders and disciples, if you are dissatisfied, you should be dissatisfied. If you want to make trouble, you can't make any noise anyway.

Time will heal all pains and disputes.

In a blink of an eye, Yun Zhongzi came outside Feiyun Hall.

The door was closed, and Yun Zhongzi knocked on the door and called out. After calling for a long time, there was no response in Feiyun Palace.

He couldn't help but frown, opened the magic circle on the gate, and entered Feiyun Hall.

The Feiyun Palace was quiet and there was no sound at all.

Yun Zhongzi felt something was wrong, so he quickly used his spiritual sense to explore, and searched everywhere for He Wuhen's traces.

Ten minutes later, Yun Zhongzi left Feiyun Palace with a broken face and came to the old sect leader with a wry smile.

"Have you comforted me?" The old sect leader raised his eyelids.

Yun Zhongzi smiled bitterly and shook his head, and handed a piece of white paper to the old sect leader, "He Wuhen has left, this is the note he left."

There are a few vigorous and powerful words written on the snow-white jade paper.

"My fate with Fengshen Sect has ended. I will see you again next day. It is still unknown whether you are an enemy or a friend. I hope you will take care of it."

After reading it, the old sect leader twitched his eyes and his face was very dark. A golden flame ignited in the palm of his palm, burning the jade paper to ashes.

Yun Zhongzi looked helpless and very depressed, "This guy! He left at will and didn't give me the chance to keep or explain. He's so domineering!"

"Who told you to be in the ring? He was hesitant and couldn't come up with his ideas?" The old sect leader Jun Buqi glared at Yun Zhongzi with dissatisfaction.

Yun Zhongzi shrank his neck and quickly changed the topic.

"What does this guy mean? I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend next time I meet you, so tell us to be careful?"

"Did he mean that if he leaves the Fengshen Sect, he may join the Burning Heaven Alliance or the Blood Sword Villa. If we meet again in the future, it may be the enemy?"

Jun Buqi frowned and glared at Yun Zhongzi again.

"Bastard! What do you think?"

"This kid is not that kind of person! I am sure that even if he leaves this sect, he will not join the Burning Heaven Alliance or the Blood Sword Villa! He is very confident, arrogant, and has strong strength. He can support a sect by one person. Why should he join other sects and be restricted by others?"

When Yun Zhongzi thought about it, this was true, so he asked you Buqi, "Old Sect Master, what does his words mean?"

Jun Buqi: "If I guess correctly, he means that it has nothing to do with us anyway, since he leaves Fengshen Sect."

"When we meet again in the future, we will treat him as a friend, and then everyone will still be friends. If we want to target him and be his enemies, he will not show mercy."

"Ah?" Yun Zhongzi looked bitter and his eyebrows frowned.

"Hey, it's a tragic situation. He lost Yang Bumi and four elite disciples, and even He Wuhen and Long Wu were gone."

It would be fine if he didn't mention this, but when he mentioned this, Jun Buqi became even more angry. "Do you still have the face to say it? It's not because of you!"

"As the sect leader, when you encounter such a thing, you can't make up your mind, swaying from side to side, and looking forward! How can you be a good sect leader like this?!"

""Yun Zhongzi was speechless and quickly accused him of fear and fear.

In fact, he felt it was particularly unfair, "Grandma, I didn't expect to meet a weirdo like He Wuhen, and this kind of thing would happen?"

The southern continent is the most prosperous and vast Nantian City.

Nantian City is the most prosperous and prosperous city on the entire continent, covering an area of ​​20,000 miles, and there are more than one billion warriors living in it.

This city is only 80 million miles away from Tianzi Lake and is still within the sphere of influence of Fengshen Sect.

Of course, this city is also under the jurisdiction of Fengshen Sect.

One of the deputy sect leaders of Fengshen Sect is the lord of this city, Lin Xiaoyun.

Although Lin Xiaoyun is the deputy sect leader, he has a low status within the sect and is still behind Yang Bumi and Di Long.

He hardly stays in the sect, and only when he encounters a major event will he go there.

So much so that over the past two million years, Lin Xiaoyun's relationship with the sect has gradually become distant.

He was too lazy to go to compete for fame and fortune with the deputy sect leader and the guardian elders, and to be a local emperor in Nantian City with peace of mind.

Even usually, he prefers others to call him the city lord rather than the deputy sect leader.

Although Lin Xiaoyun is a powerful Heavenly Emperor and has practiced for more than four million years, he still looks like a young man, handsome and elegant.

His city lord's mansion was extremely luxurious, with many servants, many guards, and many wives and concubines.

It was early morning. Lin Xiaoyun came out of the boudoir of the third concubine and came to the study to handle today's government affairs.

But at this moment, an old white-bearded man walked in quickly.

"Butler Lin, why are you so panicked?" Lin Xiaoyun picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and asked the old butler slowly.

Butler Lin looked complicated and bowed and reported: "Mr. Lord, two young men and an old man came outside the gate. There was a young man in black robe who wanted to see you."

"Hehe, there are more than a million people who want to see me every day. Just pass it on as you want. You have to report this little thing to me?" Lin Xiaoyun frowned.

"No, Lord, the young man in black robe said, if you know his name, you will definitely meet him."

"Oh?" Lin Xiaoyun became interested and asked with a smile: "It's interesting, then tell me what's his name?"

"Why don't hate."

"I haven't heard of it, why do I want to see him?" Lin Xiaoyun subconsciously sneered and waved his hand to ask the old housekeeper to drive him away.

but!

He was halfway through his words, but suddenly stopped, his face changed drastically, "You said just now, his name is He Wuhen??!"

"Who is He Wuhen? Is it that He Wuhen?!"

The old housekeeper was stunned by him and was stunned for a moment, "I don't know which He Wuhen it is. Anyway, his name is He Wuhen."

"Hurry! Let him come and see me, right? Take me to see him!" Lin Xiaoyun quickly put down the teacup and asked the old butler to lead the way to the gate.
Chapter completed!