One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"Xiao Yuzi..."

Tian Jinzhong narrowed his eyes slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips:

"It's not what you said, there are fires everywhere on the mountain... and Quanxing is causing trouble."

"It's such a mess, where would we get any guests?"

Xiao Yuzi grinned and laughed.

"Yes, yes..."

He raised his hand and patted the dust off the cuffs of his Taoist robe.

"It's almost time..."

Step aside half a step to make way for the door behind you:

"Hurry up and show yourself, Little Lü Liang!"

A person slowly emerged from the shadows outside the door.

A plump figure, wearing a large Taoist robe from Longhu Mountain.

Her Taoist robe was stretched taut by her protruding belly, yet her steps were very light.

He stepped into the house with a blank expression.

They also closed the door.

A hint of doubt flashed in Tian Jinzhong's eyes.

"That's strange..."

"Your grandmaster hasn't been down the mountain for decades..."

"I can name everyone on Longhu Mountain, from top to bottom, except for this person in front of me..."

He looked at the other man with a smile, "Young man, you look completely unfamiliar to me."

The fat Taoist priest reached up and wiped his face.

His features were like melted wax, distorted and deformed in the moonlight.

As the faint light flickered, it was as if he had shed a large outer garment.

A few seconds later.

A blond-haired boy wearing black-rimmed glasses stood still.

The loose Taoist robes were piled on the ground.

"Hehehe...Greetings, Elder Tian."

"Let's get to know each other again."

Xiao Yuzi straightened his collar, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed deeply to the elderly man in the wheelchair:

He raised his head, his tone cold and resolute:

"Gong Qing, acting leader of the Quanxing Sect."

"Greetings, Elder Tian."

"Oh... Gong Qing."

Tian Jinzhong remained leaning back in his wheelchair, his tone calm:

"I never imagined that the dignified acting leader of Quanxing would be such an insignificant young man."

"But Xiaoyuzi..." Tian Jinzhong said in a nonchalant tone.

"You served me for three years, cleaning up my excrement and urinating on the mountain..."

Tian Jinzhong frowned. "What exactly are you after?"

Outside the door, Rong Shan leaned against the wall, his ears perked up!

Yeah... what are they after anyway?!

Hurry up and tell me, Xiao Yu Zi, I can't hold on any longer!

inside the house.

Gong Qing's face revealed a shrewd and cunning smile.

This was a side of him he had never shown on the mountain in the past three years.

"What's the point...?"

Gong Qing seemed to have finally unloaded a heavy burden, and said with a smile:

"Grand Tutor, to tell you the truth—"

You haven't slept for decades, claiming to be full of energy and never wanting to sleep...

"Little Feather, I don't believe it..."

"Oh?"

Xiaoyuzi approached the wheelchair step by step, her hands gripping the armrests, looking as if she had everything under control:

"How many times have I caught you in the middle of the night, clearly exhausted, yet stubbornly gritting your teeth and staying awake!"

"So I was thinking, you might not be having trouble sleeping."

"You...don't dare to sleep, right?"

Xiaoyuzi wanted to see even the slightest hint of panic or surprise on that face.

But he failed!

Tian Jinzhong kept his eyes straight ahead and said, "Hmm...you continue."

Xiao Yuzi coughed lightly and continued:

"So I wondered, what kind of person would be afraid to sleep?"

What happens when you fall asleep?

Since you've lost your hands and feet, it's impossible for you to sleepwalk... That leaves only one possibility.

You're afraid that if you fall asleep... you'll talk in your sleep!

His tone suddenly rose, and pointing at Tian Jinzhong, he said confidently:

"Master Tian...you claimed to the public that you did not meet Master Huaiyi when you went down the mountain..."

Xiaoyuzi drew out her words, her eyes burning.

"Is it fake too?"

He straightened up and opened his arms.

"I've made a bold assumption—back then, before you were attacked while descending the mountain, you encountered more than just Zhang Huaiyi..."

I also learned some unknown secrets from him!

"Am I right, Grand Tutor!"

Faced with Xiaoyuzi's vivid and expressive performance, Tian Jinzhong not only remained unmoved, but also yawned in agreement.

"Ha—ah..."

"That's a good story, Xiaoyuzi, continue..."

Gong Qing's eye twitched!

The old man... is so stubborn!

"Grand Tutor... I'm just curious about what happened back then."

Gong Qing, his face cold, said, word by word:

"I know you can't tell me the truth about what happened back then, but thankfully... I don't need you to tell me anymore."

After saying that, he turned to Lü Liang: "Let's do it!"

"Mr. Tian, ​​please be patient, it will be over soon!"

Lü Liang vigorously wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Hurry up!" He stamped his foot and moved closer to Tian Jinzhong. "My pants are about to get wet!"

Gong Qing glanced at him.

"Look at how little of you showed up..."

Gong Qing crossed his arms and spoke casually:

"Luckily, I had instructed the best members of the sect to be waiting at the foot of the mountain..."

"The Four Madmen, the Corpse Demon, Yuan Tao, and Xia Liuqing—they've all already gone up the mountain." Gong Qing said, each name carrying a heavy weight.

"The old Celestial Master is busy transmitting the teachings again...we have at least half an hour."

Lü Liang shrank his neck and looked around.

"Why do I always feel like someone is watching me from behind?"

Gong Qing chuckled.

"Look at your cowardice!" Gong Qing pointed at Tian Jinzhong in his wheelchair. "If you're afraid, then hurry up and do it!"

Lü Liang gritted his teeth and took two steps forward.

Stop directly in front of the wheelchair and raise your hands.

A soft blue light spread from his body, covering his hands.

Tian Jinzhong stared at the pulsating blue light, his eyes finally narrowing slightly.

Facing those eyes that seemed to see through everything in the world, Lü Liang felt a sudden tremor in his heart for no reason!

"Young man," Tian Jinzhong said, his voice surprisingly calm.

It felt like I wasn't about to have my memories "extracted," but rather we were having a casual chat:

"What kind of kung fu is that?"

Lu Liang's fingers flew across the keyboard, the blue light growing ever stronger. He gave an awkward laugh and said:

"The Lü family's Soul-Clearing Technique!"

Tian Jinzhong shook his head.

"The Soul-Clearing Technique?" He stared intently at the ball of blue light.

"I don't think so."

Lü Liang frowned.

Although not everyone in the Lü family knows the Minghun Technique, it has been passed down for decades, so what's not to say?

There seemed to be a rustling sound outside, but it was hard to tell if it was footsteps or the wind...

Lü Liang swallowed hard, then reached out again and slapped at Tian Jinzhong's forehead—

"Old Tian, ​​hehe... sorry to offend you..."

Tian Jinzhong remained seated steadily in his wheelchair.

There was no flash.

In Lü Liang's perception, the old man's will was like a piece of refined steel, indestructible!

To break through this level of mental defense... I really need to hurry...

Just as his hand was about to touch his forehead, the old man smiled.

next moment.

My wrist hurts!

Lu Liang instantly felt his blood run cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

His wrist was grabbed!

Tian Jinzhong was still smiling, the wrinkles on his face clearly visible.

But inside that sleeve, which should have been severed at the wrist, now lay empty...

A hand actually reached out!