Fulu Rubik's Cube

Chapter 201
Hearing Yu Hualong's words, the bottom immediately exploded.

One stood up and said loudly: "Brother Yu, just say anything, as long as you can do it, I will help you with all your strength."

"That's right! Brother Yu, please tell me!"

"."

The atmosphere was very enthusiastic, and all the practitioners expressed their opinions.

Yu Hualong was very grateful, and repeatedly bowed his hands in thanks.

Yu Hualong spoke again: "That's the case! I think you all have heard that Zhang Ke, the Qizong, killed someone in Tuocheng."

"I just hope that you can help the leader and see if you can rescue my brother!"

As soon as this remark came out, the following fell silent, and all the practitioners looked at each other.

After a while, one of them stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Yu! Everyone here knows your character. If you are in trouble, no matter what, brother will definitely help you. Even if you risk your life, you won't care! "

"well said!"

"Good guy!"

The man continued: "However, this Zhang Ke, I am not familiar with him, besides, he is a disciple of a sect, and he is naturally incompatible with me and other loose cultivators, but I am sorry!"

After speaking, sit down slowly.

The practitioners present gathered together and whispered.

They are not willing to stand up for a sect disciple.

Yu Hualong actually reckoned this was the case, and sighed secretly when he saw this scene.

He was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth and chanted softly: "

on the vast sea;
The storm rolls the clouds;

— it was laughing, it was howling again...

It laughs at the clouds, it howls with joy!
--storm!The storm is coming!

—Let the storm come more violently! "

Yu Hualong chanted in a low voice at first, and gradually his voice became louder.

At the end, he gave a shout!

And the casual cultivators present also chanted along with him, and Qiqi sang loudly with him.

One by one, their expressions became agitated, and a kind of emotion called pride was revealed.

When the chanting ended, no one spoke for a long time.

A disciple of the Albizia Sect's heart swayed, his blood was throbbing, and he was very excited.

He asked a casual cultivator next to him in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Ding! What song is this?"

The casual cultivator proudly said: "This is the song of our casual cultivators: Haiyan in the storm!"

Several Hehuan Sect disciples exclaimed in low voices.

A group of casual cultivators are even more proud.

Yu Hualong gasped for a moment, then reached out and took out a piece of paper.

It was a piece of talisman paper, three inches long, with a narrow strip.

Yu Hualong raised his hand, looked around, and said loudly: "Is this song about casual cultivators?"

"Yes!"

Many practitioners suddenly agreed.

Yu Hualong continued: "But this song is not written by me, but by Zhang Ke!"

Many casual cultivators were in an uproar.

Why is Yu Hualong worshiped by many casual cultivators?

In addition to his eagerness for justice, this song of casual cultivators is also one of the reasons.

Hearing Yu Hualong's words at this time, he exploded immediately.

Daoyou Ding blushed and avoided the suspicious eyes of the Hehuan Sect disciples.

How proud he was just now, how embarrassed he is now.

"I do not believe!"

A casual cultivator stood up, panting heavily: "I don't believe sect disciples can understand us casual cultivators so well!"

Yu Hualong didn't say a word, he took a few steps forward and handed him the talisman paper.

There are neat words on the talisman paper, word for word.

The final inscription is: Gorky's creation, Zhang Ke's transcription and the seventh day of June in the Bingchen year.

He said happily: "This is clearly done by a man named Gorky!"

Yu Hualong shook his head: "That year, I met Zhang Kedao Zuo, and we accidentally talked about the difference between casual cultivators and sect disciples."

His expression was a little dazed, vaguely recalling the conversations in the past.

Sighing, he recovered his composure, and continued: "At that time, Zhang Ke was still very young, and I showed him the petrel tattoo on his arm. He was very envious and asked me to get one for him too."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help laughing twice.

In the minds of a group of practitioners, an immature image of a sect disciple suddenly appeared, and they felt a little fond of it.

"After that, I laughed at him for not understanding Haiyan and not worthy of this tattoo."

"I never thought that Zhang Ke would be so impatient, he just stood there and sang this song in an instant!"

Yu Hualong sighed: "Everyone doesn't know how I felt at that time, your soul is trembling, and I was conquered all at once!"

"I felt that this song was born for casual cultivators, so I asked him to record it for me!"

Speaking of this, he laughed a bit: "Zhang Ke also lied to me with a smile that he sang it casually and didn't remember it!"

The casual cultivators present burst into laughter.

A naughty Zhang Ke appeared in the hearts of everyone.

Yu Hualong continued: "Hey! I was so anxious and desperate that Zhang Ke, a bastard, recorded the song for me!"

"Because he is a talisman master, he directly took the talisman paper to record!"

"As for saying it was done by Gorky, I guess he didn't want others to know, after all... he is a sect disciple!"

Suddenly, a casual cultivator said: "Bring me the talisman paper and let me have a look!"

Another person handed him the talisman paper, and he took it and checked it.

He nodded and said: "It's true. Most of the talisman papers are unique to the sect, and there will be some marks in them. This one is indeed from the Yizong!"

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere became a little silent again.

"For this song, I am willing to help!"

"Okay! I feel that this gram is interesting, help him!"

"."

For a while, many editors changed their minds.

At this moment, one person stood up and said, "Brother Yu! I'm sorry, my family died at the hands of sect disciples! I can't help you!"

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands and turned to leave. Afterwards, several people left, none of them liked sect disciples.

Yu Hualong waited for a while before opening his mouth again: "Don't worry, everyone, I know Zhang Ke's character. He will never kill people for no reason. I have enough confidence in him."

"I just hope that if my brother is wronged, everyone can shout!"

Congenital Qizong.

Danxia Mountain Lagerstroemia Palace.

Master Ming Xiao sat on the main seat, and there were two opened letters on the table in front of him.

There are more than [-] real people present in the hall, all of whom are the masters of the mountains, the masters of the peaks and the chiefs of the ministries.

The atmosphere in the hall was rather dignified, and no one spoke for a long time.

Master Ming Xiao glanced left and right, and said: "I believe everyone has read it, and the meaning of Bajing Palace and Shenyimen must have been understood. Let everyone share your views."

Master Bijiafeng Feilei has always had a hot temper, and he said loudly: "Don't worry about anything else, just bring him back first, if it's right or wrong, we don't allow others to tell us what to do."

Master Qianjifeng Xuanji sneered and said: "It's easy to say, someone killed someone in the Yizong resident, would you let someone take him away?"

Master Fei Lei was a little speechless, and asked back: "Then what do you think should be done?"

Master Xuanji pondered for a moment and said: "The meaning in the letter from Bajing Palace is very simple, just have an explanation, after all, it's not a big deal!"

He stroked his beard, frowned and said: "The difficult thing is the Shenyi Gate, breaking into the garrison, killing people, it's all a matter of face."

"What I mean is to spend some property to redeem the person. If you need to bow your head, you can make an apology. Even if you lose face, save the person first."

He paused for a moment and said, "This matter has been rumored for a few days, and I'm afraid someone is fueling the flames."

"It's best to think of a way to divert everyone's attention. The sooner you deal with it, the better. After a long time, it will naturally fade away!"

Immortal Ming Xiao couldn't help nodding, and many immortals present also thought this method was good, and nodded one after another.

(End of this chapter)