Sword Dao Alchemy

The servants understood the truth, but Mo Ziyuan didn't.

"Lin Yun... you dare to beat up the core disciples of the sect privately, I will sue you..."

"Bah! You can sue, but today... you are in trouble..."

Lin Yun rushed over, and the guys who were rolling on the ground with Mo Ziyuan fainted immediately.

Mo Ziyuan wanted to yell and curse crazily.

But Lin Yun's shoe blocked his mouth.

After a massage with the shoe, Mo Ziyuan's face was swollen and no one could recognize him.

Lin Yun had already left.

He is not afraid of you suing.

Because it is not a big deal.

Looking at Lin Yun going away, Yan Jin, who was standing on the high building of Shenglianfang, smiled slightly.

"Lin Yun... is really a character... he has a good sense of how to beat people."

"So, if Mo Ziyuan really wants to sue, it's no big deal... as long as no one dies, it's not a big deal."

"But... if he doesn't have some background, I'm afraid he will have a hard time in the future..."

Yan Jin muttered to himself, frowning.

...

Elder Yin came running from a distance and helped Mo Ziyuan, who was speechless.

"Brother Mo! How did you get beaten like this?"

"Lin Yun dared to beat people, violating the sect's rules. We must not let him go. Let's sue him..."

"At that time, he will have to give you his precious weapons as compensation..."

Elder Yin's mouth is always very talkative.

Mo Ziyuan was speechless, but he still nodded very hard.

Then, those who pretended to be fainted on the ground and hid in the side trembling came one by one to express their concern for Mo Ziyuan.

Mo Ziyuan hated Lin Yun's humiliation of him and temporarily forgot the disloyalty of his servants.

The loyal servants moved quickly, surrounding Mo Ziyuan to complain.

…

Lin Yun came out of Shenglianfang and did not take the original route, but changed a route.

He did not plan to go back immediately, but wanted to buy some medicinal materials on the way.

The pills on his body were basically used up, and he needed to refine some more.

Even if he did not use them for the time being, there were many places that needed to be consumed at ordinary times.

In addition, the alchemy also needs to be improved, and the way to improve is to practice more.

Walking on the quiet mountain road, the breeze is blowing on the face, which is very refreshing.

Although the mountain road is lonely, there is no need to worry about safety.

Super sects like Shanhe Sect are very magical.

Anyone with a motive to kill will not escape the eyes of others and will be caught the moment they start.

As for ordinary fights, the masters on duty are too lazy to pay attention, and naturally there are relevant departments to deal with it.

So, Lin Yun dealt with Mo Ziyuan, just fighting, which was not fatal at all.

After turning around a bamboo forest, he saw a young man practicing sword, and there was a tea stall next to him.

Obviously, he was doing business and practicing at the same time.

Such a diligent person, Lin Yun couldn't help but take a second look.

Martial Emperor Three Stars, Mentor, he should be less than a thousand years old.

In a place like Donghuang, he was a genius admired by everyone for reaching Martial Emperor Three Stars at such a young age.

But here, he was just a mentor.

Now looking at his appearance, he was just wandering in the sect.

When one day he couldn't make it, he could only leave the sect and wander outside.

In Shanhe Sect, the disciples who could obtain the resources of the sect and were recognized by the sect were counted from the inner sect.

As for the outer disciples, they were the financial source of Shanhe Sect. They needed to pay a certain amount of fees every year to learn the secrets of the exercises here, but they only had the qualification to be promoted to inner disciples.

As for mentors, if they were too unlucky, couldn't make money, and couldn't afford the fees to become outer disciples, then they could only be mentors forever and couldn't pass the assessment to enter the sect.

Of course, mentors also had another kind of luck, that is, they met someone who appreciated him and had a status in the sect.

But the probability of that situation is extremely small, probably less than one in ten thousand.

Lin Yun took a few glances at his swordsmanship, and it was still very good.

If he was given a chance, it should be no different from Mo Ziyuan.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun suddenly shouted: "What's your name? Can you come with me?"

The young man stopped practicing swordsmanship and looked at Lin Yun, not showing any joy.

"Why should I go with you? Is it because I'm pitiful? Or because you think I'm pitiful?"

He asked three questions in a row, but in fact he only expressed one meaning, that he was not a person who ate "beggar's food".

"Heh! I just think you have a promising future, so I think you should be able to help me." Lin Yun smiled.

"Can I help you?"

The young man looked Lin Yun up and down and said coldly: "You are an elite disciple, and I'm just a chores. Can I help you? Are you trying to make me happy?"

"If you can make me happy, it will be a great help." Lin Yun said.

"Huh! Do you want me to please you like a dog?" The young man sneered, and there was hostility in his eyes when he looked at Lin Yun.

"I hate people who act like slaves!" Lin Yun emphasized.

"Besides, making others happy is not just about humiliating yourself to please them. That's too low-level and boring."

"The real high-level happiness is talking with friends, drinking and singing..."

"Ah..." The young man exclaimed, and asked, "Do you really think so?"

"If you think I'm being hypocritical, you can continue to stay here and sell your tea."

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he moved forward and left.

"Ah! Senior brother! Wait for me..."

The young man shouted, roughly packed up the valuable things in his stall, and then rushed to catch up with Lin Yun, who was walking slowly.

"My name is Qu Zhi. Could you please give me your senior brother's name..."

"Lin Yun!"

"Senior Brother Lin, I will follow you from now on. I also think you are very pleasing to the eye..."

"Senior Brother Qu! Your realm is higher than mine, don't you feel it's a loss?"

"It's not a loss, it's not a loss! I can see... you can defeat me with just one finger..."

Qu Zhi had a good eye, and he could see Lin Yun's terror.

"Tell me about it! Your story still has a way to go..."

…

The two of them were chatting and laughing all the way, and they had a lot of fun talking. It was indeed a bit of speculation.

…

Mo Ziyuan finally got rid of the swelling on his face and came to Shenlu Hall in Emperor Wu's Courtyard, where justice was administered.

The elders inside heard him tell the story and their eyes widened in shock.

"What? Someone dares to beat you in the sect."

"Moreover, I have never heard of elite disciples beating core disciples. It seems a bit embarrassing."

When I heard that the elder of Shenlutang said this, I didn't sympathize with him at all, and even meant to laugh at him.

Mo Ziyuan's face turned green. He was indeed so embarrassed. The core disciples were beaten so badly by the elite disciples. It would be a joke if word spread.

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