Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother Chapter 51

Jun Yanzhi did not speak, he gave tacit consent to that.

Jin Huan calmly said: “Since living is not as good as death, why should I tell you?”

Jun Yanzhi smiled and said in a light voice: “You have the fire-soil dual talents and got the 160-years-old internal elixir. It is not strange that your understanding is higher than ordinary people. Strangely, you have to go down the mountain every year and stay in a secluded cave for two or three months…”

“So what?”

“In those two or three months, many dead bodies missed in the village graves around the Sky Balance sect, and some sick people suddenly died of illness. I didn't understand when I was young. Until an evil Sky Balance sect from the Qingxu Sword Sect used dead body blood to practice, I've known that using dead body blood to practice is one of the number of ways to practice evil magic. “

Jin Huan tried to be calm and said: “…You have already kept eyes on me for a long time.”

Jun Yanzhi kept quiet.

Jin Huan snorted with some anger: “Since we are the men of the same line, I have no need to conceal from you. Yes, you and I are both evil Sky Balance sects. Unfortunately, my luck is not good as you that I can't control people's inside demon. On the contrary, I must be like a thief, sneaking a grave to dig dead bodies.”

“…In the Bamboo Wind Country, evil Sky Balance sects are more beyond your imagination. Qi Jingshan, who died a few days ago, is also an evil cultivator, but his skill is not as good as you.” Jun Yanzhi looked thoughtfully.

“You also killed Qi Jingshan… What is your ident.i.ty now?”

Jun Yanzhi looked at him from top to down.

Jin Huan looked up and down the looks and temperament of Jun Yanzhi, and a guess came into his mind. He spluttered: “After I got mad, how could a stranger meet me casually? Are you Jun Yanzhi?!”

Jun Yanzhi's eyes were like an animal without feelings.

“The one to save people is the killer… Only if you say that I lose my mind too deep that you can't do anything, no one will doubt my death.” Jin Huan whispered and suddenly sneered: “You want to know what happened in the past, so why don't you ask your s.h.i.+fu?”

The heart of Jun Yanzhi stopped for a moment: “What are you saying?”

“You don't know?” Jin Huan's slightly surprised face was full of pleasure. Like the mouse, which was bullied by the owl, finally took a bite. “Your s.h.i.+fu was also in Hengyang Palace. He is one of us. You can go for a check.”

Jun Yanzhi kept silent for a long time, finally stood up, there was no emotion in his voice: "All evil cultivators should die."

Jin Huan was unconvinced and angry: “The evil skills are broad and profound, including three kinds of ways to practice: blood, breath and spirit. It is not as simple as you think! The blood evil cultivators have bad reputation for digging dead bodies and killing, but most of them will not indiscriminately kill innocent people. The breath evil cultivators absorb the evil influences on the earth and turn them into cultivation. They stand aloof from worldly success like the Taoism cultivators. And the spirit evil cultivators like you have the talent to control people's minds. The misunderstanding of evil cultivators is so ridiculous in the Bamboo Wind Country."

Jun Yanzhi's face became pale: “People who go into the devil way will harm others and themselves. They deserve to die.”

Jin Huan smiled and nodded: “How many people ask for your talent, but you don't want it. Fine, you go to seek what you call the right way. Come on, kill me.”

After he finished, he laid on the bed and no longer said a word.

Cui Ying took four disciples and stood outside for the day and night. Finally, Jun Yanzhi came out of the stone house. He looked exhausted, whose steps were so powerless that he might fall down at any time. His face was pale, and it seemed that he have exhausted his body.

Cui Ying quickly stepped forward to help him: “Thanks for your hard work.”

“The Jin cultivator lose his mind too deep that I can't heal him but control him temporarily. I am afraid he is hard to wake up.”

The voice of Jun Yanzhi is not sad, nor artificial, and he calmly stated the facts.

“I will go to tell my s.h.i.+fu and other masters.” Cui Ying said respectfully, “The Master has told me that you must have worked hard, whether it is successful or not, please go back to rest first.” He told several disciples around him: “Hurry up and send Jun cultivator back to rest.”

Jun Yanzhi waved his hand: "I'm ok, I'd like to tell the Master face to face."

“This… is good.”

Cui Ying took him to the hall where Xi Fang, Xiao Ran and others were discussing things. Everyone were happy for his coming, but when they saw the sad expressions of several disciples, they suddenly knew something.

Xiao Ran concealed the disappointment and quickly said: “You have tried hard even if you didn't save him.” He told one disciple next to him to take out a jade box: “This is a 900-year-old resurrection gra.s.s as my grat.i.tude, take it.”

Jun Yanzhi said the process of treatment, then said: “I'm too useless and did not live up to the expectations of your masters.”

Hua Nianci of the Shuiyue Palace gently blew the Bishen tea in the cup, saying: “The Sky Balance sect has lost two peak masters before the big compet.i.tion. I really can't figure out what the evil cultivator wants to do. Now the Shuiyue Palace, the Qingxu Sword Sect, the Ancient Mirror Sect, and the Sky Balance Sect are all victims, leaving only Red Maple Sect.”

Yiyang Taoist of the Red Maple Sect didn't like to talk, and he didn't even say a word at this time.

Chunhui Taoist of the Ancient Mirror Sect sighed: “I'm 512 years old and I am dying. I just want to quietly raise flowers and gra.s.ses, but they do not let me relax.”

There was a short sigh in the hall.

Xiao Ran said: “It's useless to worry and sigh now. The big compet.i.tion is going to start after five days. Shall we open it?"

“Even if we don't want to continue, I am afraid that the evil cultivator may not let us go. When did we offend him? If he want to kill us, why not do it at once? What he has done is really not neat for an evil cultivator.”

Jun Yanzhi closed his lips lightly.

Hua Nianci said with a smile: ” Dozens of disciples of the Shuiyue Palace has been killed by the evil cultivator. You think he is not cruel enough?”

Xi Fang said: “Thanks to Jun Yanzhi, or the 100 disciples of the Qingxu Sword Sect and the Ancient Mirror Sect will be in danger. The big compet.i.tion should be postponed. Otherwise, if the disciples on the stage have any accident, we will regret.”

“Do others think so?”

Yiyang Taoist finally opened his mouth: “My disciples are eager to compete with your disciples. Moreover, the winner will get the reward. If the big compet.i.tion is canceled, I'm afraid that the disciples will be disappointed and dissatisfied.”

The Chunhui Taoise said: “There is no life, but also rewards?”

Someone snorted: “The masters don't care the reward but young disciples care. They are looking forward to improving their cultivation by it. “

“And it will show our fear if we cancel the compet.i.tion."

“If the disciples on the stage suddenly kill each other, how should we do?”

They had different opinions and it was difficult to draw conclusions.

Xiao Ran said: “It is better to postpone a few days for the next move?”

Chunhui Taoist said: “If you postpone the big compet.i.tion, it would be better to cancel it. The disciples stay here longer and they will be more dangerous.”

Hua Nianci said with a smile: “It's not dangerous to go back? If the evil cultivator want to kill people, he still will kill them. He has made us panicky. If we don't dare to do anything because of him, it's too coward and ridiculous!"

Yiyang Taoist nodded: “I agree.”

The word made everyone quiet. Xiao Ran and Xi Fang and others looked at each other and finally made a conclusion: “The s.h.i.+yue Palace Master is right. A dozen men are not as decisive as a woman. So the big compet.i.tion will be open after five days as planned.”

Jun Yanzhi lowered his head down and listened without an existence in the crowd.

The big compet.i.tion was about to begin, and Wen Jing was in a hurry to turn around. He was so nervous at night like an owl.

Tonight's moon was as clear and beautiful as a disc. Jun Yanzhi leisurely dressed the green robes and stood by the window: “I'm going to practice the sword, will you follow me?”

“No.” Wen Jing shook his head, “You practiced swords every night for the big compet.i.tion, don't be too hard.”

“Well, good night.”

“……Yeah.”

The evil cultivator had not been killed, how could he sleep well?

Wen Jing's consciousness become blurred. When he was half-sleeping and half-awake, a side face appeared in his mind. It seemed to be somewhat familiar and somewhat elegant, but it was hard to distinguish. Suddenly, a rush of alarm sounded, and the system prompts to pierce his mind again!

Wen Jing touched his painful head and threw the pillow with annoyance: When Jun Yanzhi was out to practice sword, he still thought that he would never sleep tonight. How could he fall asleep so quickly?

He raised the sword and walked out immediately.

The cold wind whistled in the dark night, as if laughing at his stupidity, but also hurrying him up. Wen Jing looked for the evil cultivator along the tips of the system. Suddenly, a scream came out!

The sound was from the other side of the mountain, and it was getting louder and louder, which made Wen Jing excited. The moon tonight was so bright, if he could fly over the hills immediately, he must definitely see the true face of the evil cultivator.

He looked at the arrow of the system and shrank his head like a mouse. He hesitated.

He clearly could fly around the mountain, but the arrow pointed to a position among the mountains.

It's like that obviously you felt that the A route was right way, but the GPS in the car told you the B route.

Wen Jing naturally did not drive, but he watched his father's struggles and dissatisfaction. His father ignored all the tips and drived to the wrong ways several times, then lost only gasoline at the end.

But this was not a family trip that he took the wrong road and let the wife and children laugh for a while.

An invisible talisman, a chance of seeing the evil cultivator.

Believe in himself, or believe in this unreliable GPS?

These thoughts flashed only a moment in Wen Jing's mind. At this critical moment, his body made a decision in advance and flew toward the place where the system pointed.

Flying and turning in one direction, Wen Jing discovered that there was a cave that pa.s.sed through the mountain. It was about tens of meters long. He flew several times faster to there than flying over the mountain.

He stepped forward with excitement and ran wildly.

The sound on the other side of the cave was clearer.

“Yun Shaoyi… How did you survive?” The man's voice became hoa.r.s.e due to screams, “I felt something go wrong when Qi Jingshan and Jin Huan died…”

Yun Shaoyi!

The man snorted: “But I didn't expect it's you …”

……Who was it!

“If you kill me, someone will think of the old case of the Guiyun Palace…”

Why? Qi Jingshan, Jin Huan, what was the relations.h.i.+p between these people and the Guiyun Palace?

The cave was getting smaller and smaller, and the surrounding rocks pressed his body. Wen Jing changed from running to walking, and gradually he needed to bow his head, bend over, and finally crawled on the ground.

He resisted the desire to swear.

The system pointed the right way, but it ignored to consider his figure. This was clearly a dog hole, even a grown golden retriever was difficult to pa.s.s through.

Finally, a long yell sounded on the other side of the mountain, and there was no sound.

Wen Jing was so anxious that he wanted to take out his sword, but he had to keep patient and crawl through it at a very fast speed. Finally he arrived at the exit. He reached his head out, but his shoulders stuck in the cave.

He looked down impatiently, but only saw a slender back standing not far away. That man was covered by a thick tree, and his face was hidden in the shadow of the tree and can not be seen clearly.

Wen Jing was eager to see the true face of that man tonight, he even want to fly to that man without hesitation. Disregarding the pain, he moved his body like a c.o.c.kroach, and finally hauled his shoulders out.

That man had flew up from the shadow of the tree, he was as fast as a galloping bird. But his face was against light and still can't be seen.

Don't go!

Wen Jing hurried to move and half of his body was hung in the middle of the mountain. Finally, his body suddenly was freed to soar up, he drove the wind to stand in the air.

Don't go!

The figure flew away and turned into a black spot. He could no longer catch up with that man.

… The last chance to find out the evil cultivator, was lost?

Wen Jing stayed in the moonlight, frustrated as if he lost a new mobile phone that he had just bought for three days.

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