mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 279
Hearing the voice outside the hall, the pupils of the middle-aged monk shrank suddenly, and he stood there suddenly.

And the skinny old man frowned suddenly, and with a sweep of his consciousness, his face instantly took on a somewhat ferocious look.

"A little Foundation Establishment Deacon is really arrogant!" The skinny old man snorted dissatisfiedly, and said to the other Foundation Establishment cultivators in the hall: "Go out and teach him a lesson."

"Stop!" The middle-aged monk quickly shouted, turned his head and glared at the skinny old man, a powerful spiritual pressure erupted instantly, and directly pressed the skinny old man who was caught off guard to the ground.

"When will it be your turn to say here?" The middle-aged monk asked expressionlessly, his eyes were terribly cold.

The skinny old man was still a little confused at first, he didn't understand why he offended this uncle, but when he saw his murderous eyes, he knocked his head without hesitation and said loudly : "It's the nephew who is confused! Please punish the uncle!"

"Hmph!" The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, and sat back on his futon without paying attention to the skinny old man who kowtowed like garlic.

"come in."

Accompanied by the calm voice of the middle-aged monk, Ling Yuling walked in without changing his expression, turned his eyes slightly on Zhao Yichuan, who was seriously injured, and then gave a deep salute to the middle-aged monk with a smile, and said in his mouth: "Deacon Ling Yuling, greetings Elder Xun."

The middle-aged monk nodded slightly expressionlessly, and asked calmly, "What's the matter with you?"

Ling Yuling bowed slightly, and said respectfully to the middle-aged monk: "Elder Qi, I happened to be reporting to the Holy Mountain a few hours ago, and I accidentally bumped into the conflict between Deacon Zhao and Guardian Feng. From my point of view, at that time It was Protector Feng who revealed the magic weapon first, and then Deacon Zhao..."

"Presumptuous! Where is it your turn to speak here?!" The skinny old man who was still kowtowing suddenly turned pale, and quickly straightened up and yelled at Ling Yuling. Down.

Bi Ruxi took a step forward, easily breaking his spiritual pressure.

"Okay! How can you behave like this?" The middle-aged monk closed his eyes and said every word.

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

After a while, the middle-aged monk opened his eyes, turned his gaze slightly on Ling Yuling, and said expressionlessly: "Since this matter is still in dispute, let's put it aside for now and wait until the two of them recover from their injuries."

After saying these words, the middle-aged monk's whole body flashed with inspiration, and he disappeared immediately.

Bi Ruxi raised her head abruptly, with surprise on her face.

In contrast, the skinny old man almost popped his eyes out with an expression of disbelief.

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

"Deacon Bi, this is a healing elixir, take Deacon Zhao back and take it for him."

Bi Ruxi hesitated for a moment, took the porcelain bottle with some embarrassment, and saluted Ling Yuling.

"Thank you Ling Daoyou for your kindness!"

"Deacon Bi is too polite. It is also thanks to Elder Xun's impartiality that I, a little foundation-building monk, can speak up. Otherwise, how can I help you?"

Ling Yuling smiled freely, looking unusually free and easy.

Bi Ruxi forced a smile, and hurried over to help Zhao Yichuan.

The skinny old man also recovered from the extreme shock at this time, gave Ling Yuling a meaningful look, then snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Although he didn't know why Elder Xun made such a decision, he could tell that the little foundation cultivator in front of him probably had a lot of background, so it would be inconvenient for him to come forward again.

At this moment, the skinny old man suddenly slipped his feet, and he flipped somersault in the air, with a 'crack' sound!Face down on the ground.

This blow was outrageously ruthless, even with his alchemy cultivator's physical fitness after washing his marrow, he couldn't hold it up, and he passed out as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators serving in the hall were stunned and didn't come back to their senses for a while.

A dignified alchemy cultivator, who was walking well, suddenly fell and knocked himself out.

Let alone seeing this, it sounds outrageous!
"Tsk tsk tsk... Xinggong really doesn't care about human rights. The old man at such an old age still comes out and runs around. Look at himself."

With his hands in his pockets, Lu Yunze swaggered in from the entrance of the main hall. His walking posture was unusually arrogant, and he deserved a beating.

The corner of Ling Yuling's mouth twitched, he probably understood what happened just now.

"Brother Lu, you..." Ling Yuling wanted to say something with a stern face, but in the middle of the sentence, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Heh... cough! You... don't need it..." Ling Yuling covered her mouth, her shoulders moved, and she almost didn't complete a sentence.

"What's wrong with me? So many of you are watching, I just came here." Lu Yunze rolled his eyes, regardless of the few Foundation Establishment stage monks frantically helping the skinny old man away, and with a slight turn of his eyes, he saw Zhao Yichuan's face Seeing such a tragedy, he couldn't help sighing, and said to Bi Ruxi:

"Let me just say, with your temper being bullied like this, he is afraid that something will happen sooner or later."

Lu Yunze leaned over to take a closer look, "But it's okay, it doesn't look like the foundation was hurt, and it will recover after a while after going back to raise it."

Bi Ruxi nodded hastily, and was in a hurry to take Zhao Yichuan back to the cave to heal his wounds, not caring about being polite to the two of them, and quickly turned into a ray of light and flew out of the hall.

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

"Fortunately, they have met you, and they have met a noble person."

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

"If you really want to talk about noble people, Brother Lu is their noble person."

"Hey!" Lu Yunze laughed, but shook his head without distinguishing.

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

Just at the entrance of the main hall, a short and fat old man who looked very familiar stood there, his eyes glared at him with undisguised fierceness, and there was a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely terrifying people.

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

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

Because his back was facing Ling Yuling, Lu Yunze couldn't see his expression, but he could clearly see the expression of the short and fat old man opposite.

All I can say is...it's amazing!
(End of this chapter)