Si Lei Zhenjun

Tang Xiaochen's arrogant laughter came to an abrupt end.

The dark clouds around us began to disperse and the wind gradually subsided.

In this silence, an old man holding a dustpan as white as snow suddenly appeared in mid-air.

He was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and his face was gaunt but revealed an otherworldly aura. He looked like an immortal who had descended from the fairyland to the mortal world, with an immortal aura that was intimidating.

The old man stared coldly at Tang Xiaochen below, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a slightly mocking smile:

"Keep laughing, why aren't you laughing anymore?"

Tang Xiaochen said with a flattering smile, "Sect Master, I just came out to get some fresh air. I don't have any other intentions. I'll be back soon."

As he spoke, he cautiously and tentatively moved back, his eyes fixed on the old man, not daring to relax even a little.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of attacking, Tang Xiaochen felt a little relieved. He exerted force on his feet, and with a flash of his body, he flew towards the cave as fast as lightning.

Only when he returned to the cave did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Your righteousness and incorruptibility, is this all?

Chu Xing looked at this scene and secretly despised it.

However, Lu Yuan's gaze soon rested on him.

"You let him out?" He smiled meaningfully at Chu Xing.

Chu Xing's back was covered in cold sweat. He saluted stiffly and said respectfully, "Disciple Chu Xing of Piao Miao Peak greets the Sect Master!"

Then he looked at Tang Xiaochen for help, but Tang Xiaochen seemed to be blind.

"So you're Qi Yatou's apprentice? No wonder, most people wouldn't dare to tamper with the arrangements I left behind."

Lu Yuan nodded in understanding, then looked at Chu Xing with a smile: "Then you should know the rules, right?"

"What rules?"

"Didn't Qi tell you?"

"No..." Chu Xing became more and more confused.

"Okay, then I'll tell you something,"

Lu Yuan's smile remained unchanged as he said, "In the past, I was often annoyed by a few troublemakers headed by your master, so I made a rule.

Regardless of the size of the crime, as long as I know you've committed a crime, you'll either be fined 100,000 spirit stones or be imprisoned for ten years."

And this thing?

Chu Xing was a little unconvinced.

The Master is a bit clever, but definitely not too clever, and it's hard for him to go unnoticed if he does something wrong.

Given how often she gets into trouble, how could she afford so many spirit stones to give to this old man?

As for being locked up for ten years, that's even more ridiculous. She probably wouldn't be able to stand being locked up for ten days.

"Will my master hand over spirit stones?" He looked at Lu Yuan suspiciously.

"She can't beat me. She will behave herself if I lock her up for a few days." Lu Yuan smiled.

"Then where did she get so many spirit stones?"

"The sect allocates a large amount of cultivation resources to Piaomiao Peak every year, and there are only four of you in Piaomiao Peak. Have you ever received even half of it?"

Chu Xing shook his head.

He has always been left alone, so how could he know about this?

"That's right, hehe, all these resources went into my pocket."

Lu Yuan smiled proudly and said, "Boy, pay the spirit stone or go to jail, choose one."

Chu Xing was stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses and said anxiously:

"No... Sect Master, the rules you set for my master have nothing to do with me, right?"

Lu Yuan leisurely twirled the sparse beard on his chin:

"As the saying goes, a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son will dig holes. You are Qi's apprentice, so it's only a matter of time."

As he said this, he smiled and patted Chu Xing's shoulder:

"I heard a few days ago that a disciple from Piaomiao Peak damaged a small area of ​​the spiritual medicine garden. I guess it was you, right?"

The smile on the old man's face was a little vulgar, and his small eyes sparkled with shrewdness, making him look like a money-grubber.

Chu Xing hurriedly defended himself:

"Master, it's true that she loves to stir up trouble, but the rest of us at Piao Miao Peak are all innocent. Sect Master, you're being a bit prejudiced."

Seeing that Lu Yuan was not moved at all, he added: "Just like my senior brother Zhao Chunfeng, hasn't he always been law-abiding?"

Lu Yuan smiled without saying anything. He took out a few booklets from his pocket, picked one out and handed it to Chu Xing: "Take a look for yourself."

Chu Xing reached out to take it, and saw three big words "Zhao Chunfeng" written on the booklet.

With a little curiosity and anticipation, he gently turned the first page.

It is clearly recorded above:

In March of the year 1245 of the Dali calendar, Zhao Chunfeng failed in refining the Dust-Reducing Pill in the alchemy room of Danyun Valley. A poisonous cloud filled the valley, obscuring the sky and the sun. Most of the cultivators there were poisoned. They foamed at the mouth, collapsed to the ground and convulsed. The scene was horrific. Many elders and deacons also failed to escape the disaster...

What happened nineteen years ago?

There is no time in the mountains. He was going to be an undercover agent in Qiankui Sect in three months. When he checked the jade slip given by Wang Huntian a few days ago, he found out that it was now May of the 1264th year of the Dali calendar.

All medicines are poisonous. Monks will take a lot of pills during their cultivation, and the Dust-Reducing Pill is an elixir that can remove the poison accumulated in the monk's body.

But this one seems to be very useful!

Chu Xing was too tired to complain and continued to look through:

In July of the year 1246 of the Dali calendar, Zhao Chunfeng practiced the Withering and Flourishing Sutra on Piaomiao Peak, causing a large number of plants and trees to wither and die. Fortunately, the Eighth Elder, Han Mao, noticed the abnormality in time, and the Spiritual Medicine Garden was spared...

In November of the year 1246 of the Dali calendar, Zhao Chunfeng failed in his attempt to refine a powerful magical weapon at the Chuyun Gorge Weapon Hall. A powerful energy wave instantly swept across the surrounding area, reducing the area within a ten-mile radius to ruins and severely injuring 133 of the surrounding Chuyun Gorge disciples...

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"Master, they are them, and I am me,"

The more he looked, the more frightened he became. He swallowed hard and said with a flattering smile, "I really didn't know this was your arrangement. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to move even if I had a hundred guts."

"Haha, this place is rarely visited. Who would come here if they have nothing better to do?"

Lu Yuan pointed at Tang Xiaochen and said, "Besides, this guy is notorious in the sect and is hated by everyone. I can't think of anyone else who would come to save him except Qi girl."

No wonder Tang Xiaochen was able to get out after removing the stone. Chu Xing seriously suspected that this old man was just stinging the court.

It was just that the fish he was trying to catch was the big fish Qi Shunan, but it was taken by his little goldfish.

And now the other party has determined that he was sent by Qi Shunan to rescue Tang Xiaochen.

No matter how much I explain, it's probably useless...

Thinking of this, the expression on his face became more flattering: "Sect Master, I am just a small Jindan cultivator. I have less than a thousand spirit stones in my possession, and this is my first offense. Can I..."

"Don't underestimate yourself. You're still young, and sooner or later you'll surpass your teacher. Your name is Chu Xing, right?"

Lu Yuan took out a blank booklet, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote the two big words "Chu Xing" on the cover of the booklet.

Then he opened the first page and wrote on it for a long time.