He is at Dazhu Peak and starts divorcing his wife Tian Ling'er!

Chapter 33 Are you sure you want to bet? Then I'll go all in.
The back hall of Dazhu Peak.

Tian Buyi sat on the chair with a sullen face, giving off an aura that said "keep away from strangers". It was obvious that he was very angry with his own disciple.

At this time, Su Ru hurried in.

“Don’t pretend, Daren and the others can’t see it, but I can see it clearly.

Your palm strike seemed very heavy, but it actually just forced out the blood clots accumulated in Xiaofan's body."

Su Ru walked up to Tian Buyi and said with a smile.

"Humph!"

Tian Buyi snorted coldly and said nothing.

"I don't believe you didn't see it? Xiaofan has been staying at Dazhu Peak for the past five years. The person who can pass on his Taoism to him is most likely someone close to him.

Judging from the performance of the disciples just now, the most abnormal one is Ling'er!"

Su Ru looked at Tian Buyi and said with a firm tone.

"Didn't Old Seven say anything too? He seems weird to me too."

Tian Buyi's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, his anger gradually subsided, and he spoke with some effort.

“You don’t know Xiaochuan’s character yet. Do you think he might secretly teach you the Eight Dao Method?
As a senior sister, Ling'er has an outgoing personality and is more likely to be involved. Unexpectedly, she was irresponsible and didn't dare to stand up just now.

And... Ogawa should have just learned about this not long ago."

Combined with Ling'er's questioning and Lin Chuan's questioning after the game, Su Ru had almost figured out the truth.

Tian Buyi rolled his eyes, his face still gloomy.

"Okay, so what are you going to do? Are you really going to punish Xiaofan by making him face the wall and reflect on his mistakes for decades, or even cripple his cultivation and expel him from Qingyun Sect? Are you willing to do that?"

Seeing that her husband was a little stubborn, Su Ru didn't give in to him and asked directly.

"Ahem, this won't do! We at Dazhu Peak finally produced two geniuses, and they've fought their way into the top eight. How can we give up? Let's continue playing tomorrow."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Tian Buyi's face. He coughed twice and spoke righteously.

Compared to Xiaofan's secret study of Taoism, the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition is more important!
Tian Buyi is still waiting to avenge his previous shame and show off in front of the other leaders!
How could I give up on Xiaofan?

"Then you were pretending with me just now!"

Su Ru glared at Tian Buyi and said unhappily.

The next day.

The sun is rising, and the warm sunlight is shining down from the sky.

Everyone from Dazhu Peak gathered in front of Shoujing Hall again, ready to set off for Tongtian Peak.

Tian Buyi and his wife flew away on their swords with Tian Ling'er.

Just as the disciples were preparing to use their flying weapons to catch up.

Sixth Senior Brother Du Bishu, whose gambling addiction had returned, stopped everyone and said with a smile:

"Everyone, don't leave yet. I want to make a bet with you on the outcome of Xiaofan's competition this time! What do you think?"

"Sixth Brother, you're such a stubborn person! You've been gambling for a day, and your hands are itching to gamble, right? I'll talk to Master later and have him come and give you a hand."

He Dazhi shook his head and said jokingly.

Suddenly, everyone burst into laughter.

"Don't worry about it. Just tell us whether we want to gamble or not. The loser will have to help Xiaofan wash the pots and dishes for three months."

When Du Bishu heard the word "Master", a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said.

He Dazhi and others looked at each other and made a decision.

Xiaofan had just recovered from his injuries and his cultivation was low. His opponent today was Chang Jian, who had defeated his eldest senior brother, so the result was predictable.

By the way, the eldest brother is still lying in the house and can’t walk.

From this we can see how advanced Chang Jian is.

In response to this, everyone placed bets, betting that Xiaofan would lose.

Then, Du Bishu turned to Lin Chuan and asked, "What about you? Old Seven, who are you betting on?" Lin Chuan, who had been watching the show silently, smiled faintly. As a senior brother, how could he not support Old Eight? He said, "I'm betting on Xiaofan!"

"Seventh Brother, are you sure? If you lose, you'll have to help Xiaofan wash pots and dishes for three months!"

Du Bishu was delighted. He thought no one would suppress Zhang Xiaofan, so he asked uncertainly.

"Sure, let's bet on Xiaofan winning big."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Xiaofan, who appeared strong on the outside but was depressed on the inside, was deeply moved.

Even though he had no hope of winning, Senior Brother Lin still supported him as always.

[Ding, Zhang Xiaofan is moved, emotion value increases by 10]

"Haha, Xiaochuan, you're definitely going to lose this time. Just wait and wash the pots and dishes for Xiaofan!"

Du Bishu laughed out loud, stepped on the dice proudly, and galloped away.

The others also had an expression of watching a show, and followed closely behind, and Yu Qi followed.

"Xiao Fan, don't mind it. The brothers were just joking. They didn't mean to look down on you."

"Let me take you there today! You haven't fully recovered yet, so it might be a little difficult for you to control the weapon."

Lin Chuan turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaofan, whose breathing was still a little unstable, and said comfortingly.

He never mentioned a word to Zhang Xiaofan about what happened yesterday from beginning to end.

"I know, Brother. Thank you very much."

Zhang Xiaofan behind him nodded, smiled, and quickly stepped onto Lin Chuan's Snow Ink Sword.

"Okay, let's go!"

Lin Chuan nodded, and after Zhang Xiaofan stood firm, he thought about it and controlled the Snow Ink Sword to fly forward.

Zhang Xiaofan stood behind him, looking at his senior brother's back, feeling complicated.

"Brother, I'm sorry, Xiaofan has disappointed you."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

Over the past five years, Senior Brother Lin has given me a lot of valuable advice on my practice.

It can be said that no one in the entire Dazhu Peak, including his master, gave him as much guidance as Senior Brother Lin.

Now, he had violated the sect's taboo of secretly learning Taoism, but Senior Brother Lin remained silent, which made him very uneasy.

I don’t know what Senior Brother Lin’s attitude towards me is.

It would be nice if Senior Brother Lin could beat and scold me like Master does, and say a few angry words to me.

"Xiao Fan, I know you. You have a stubborn personality, sometimes even stubborn. There are some secrets that you would never tell even if you die."

At this time, Lin Chuan's voice slowly came from the front.

Zhang Xiaofan raised his head, his expression changed, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

I won’t tell you even if I die…

That day, when he became Puzhi's apprentice, he made the same promise... and he will do the same in the future.

[Ding, Zhang Xiaofan experiences extremely complex emotions, his emotion value increases by 50]

"As your senior brother, I am of course worried about you.

Fortunately, Master has no intention of punishing you. Let this matter pass. Don't feel any psychological pressure and just concentrate on your cultivation."

Lin Chuan's words came again, making Zhang Xiaofan, who was in a mess, feel a lot better immediately, and a feeling of being moved surged in his heart again.

[Ding, Zhang Xiaofan is moved, emotion value increases by 20]

At this moment, Xue Mojian had already crossed the bamboo sea, bringing Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Chuan with him, catching up with the senior brother in front.

Everyone rode side by side, flying towards the majestic Tongtian Peak in front of them.

(End of this chapter)