Except for Xiao Jian who gained a lot, the others could only return empty-handed.

The worst things are those who are enemies of Xiao Jian.

A mass of casualties.

Murong Fu, the only one alive, was worse off than alive. He was stupid and stupid, and was taken away from this place by Wang Yuyan and the four generals.

Qin Shuang shook her head helplessly.

During this trip, the three of them had the strongest lineup, but unfortunately they didn't get anything.

Not only did he not get the inner demon guide, he didn't even get any news about the Clay Bodhisattva.

You will inevitably be punished when you go back.

Xiao Jian glanced in Ling'er's direction, and then disappeared in front of everyone.

Seeing Xiao Jian leaving, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed.

Not long after, the bustling Beauty Village was deserted.

Only Li Hanyi and Xiao Ling were left.

Suddenly, Xiao Jian's figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"elder brother!"

As soon as Ling'er saw Xiao Jian, she immediately rushed forward and hugged Xiao Jian tightly without letting go.

"I knew my brother would never leave me alone."

Xiao Jian smiled and nodded, trying to comfort Ling'er.

In the next few days, Xiao Jian stayed in Beili to spend some time with Ling'er.

A peaceful day passed.

But Jianghu was shaken by it.

The state of a master at the age of seventeen has never been heard of in a thousand years.

What's more, Xiao Jian also killed nearly a hundred people in the Jianghu.

What's even more frightening is that among these nearly a hundred people, there are only three who have started innately and reached the Grandmaster level.

Including the elders of the Sun Moon Sect and the head of the Huashan Sect.

One of them is the head of the Ming Shaolin Temple, and the master is at the peak of his cultivation.

He had completely offended the largest sect in the Ming Dynasty.

Heimu Ya, Sun and Moon God Sect.

A group of elders sat in the lobby with ugly expressions, looking at Zhao He's corpse in front of them and shouting non-stop.

"This Jin Yiwei is so deceptive! He even dares to kill Elder Zhao of our Sun Moon God Sect!"

"That's right, this is because you don't take the Sun Moon God Sect seriously at all!"

"We must get rid of him as soon as possible before he grows up!"

"I agree! The court must be taught a lesson!"

Everyone said something to me, and they were very angry.

The whole hall was filled with condemnation.

Xiang Wentian tapped the table next to him with his finger.

"So, which one of you got rid of him?"

For a moment, the angry crowd was speechless.

The scene was very embarrassing.

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Xiang Wentian glanced around, but no one dared to look at him.

Afraid of being called out by Xiang Wentian to deal with Xiao Jian.

"Snapped!"

Xiang Wentian looked at the people dodging around and slapped his hand on the table.

Everyone was shocked.

"A lot of nonsense, who of you is going to deal with that Jin Yiwei?!"

Everyone lowered their heads, as if something on the ground was attracting them.

"Gao Qi, didn't you keep saying you wanted to kill Xiao Jian before? Why didn't you say anything?"

Xiang Wentian started to name names directly.

The Gao Qinai he calls is a master at the peak of his master's level.

Ranked among the fifth elders.

In terms of strength, he is above Zhao He.

However, due to Zhao He's high qualifications, he was ranked third at the elder's seat.

Gao Qi's face stiffened.

He said with a smile: "Xiang Zuo, my cultivation has improved a little recently, and I am preparing to retreat to the realm of the great master."

Everyone looked unbelieving.

The look he looked at Gao Qi was full of contempt.

Grandmaster?

How can it be so easy to break through to the Grand Master!

In the entire Sun Moon Sect, only the leader Dongfang Bubai is certain to have reached the Grand Master level.

The remaining people are at the highest level of Grandmaster.

Gao Qi obviously didn't want to confront Xiao Jian.

After all, Xiao Jian's strength is so unpredictable that he even defeated the Xuan Ku of Shaolin Temple.

That's a master at the pinnacle level of a grandmaster!

Without absolute certainty, who would dare to take this job?

Xiang Wentian also knew this and just glared at Gao Qi hatefully.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "If the leader of Shaolin Temple dies, he will definitely not give up!"

"Let's just wait and see!"

Everyone raised their hands in unison: "Zuo Envoy is wise!"

What a wise ass!

Xiang Wentian cursed in his heart.

If there was a way, I would have killed him long ago.

On the other side, the Ming Shaolin Temple.

Abbot Xuanci and a group of fellow disciples were chanting sutras in the Main Hall.

The bursts of Sanskrit sounds are intoxicating.

Suddenly, a loud bell rang.

Breaking this peaceful scene.

"Abbott, it's not good, Master Xuanku has passed away!"

A novice monk suddenly ran in in a panic, shouting non-stop.

The heads of people in the hall suddenly exploded.

He will never look like the eminent monk he once was.

"What? Junior Brother Xuanku actually passed away?"

"Impossible! Junior brother is the master's peak cultivation level, how can he pass away so easily?"

"Whose disciple do you belong to? Don't talk nonsense!"

Faced with the accusations from all the masters and uncles, the novice monk had a bitter look on his face.

He said sadly: "Uncle Master, this matter has been confirmed. Uncle Xuanku's body is outside."

Hearing this, Xuanci's eyes showed sadness, he stood up and walked slowly out of the palace.

The leaders also followed suit.

Outside the main hall, Xuan Ku's body was placed on the ground, with monks sitting around it.

He was reciting salvation scriptures in his mouth.

The scene is sad and solemn.

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