I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know XNUMX million points of skills, right?

Chapter 17 The only option is to strike first.
Zhong Lingge sat on the transparent crane transformed into the Flying Crane Talisman, swinging his legs leisurely and sipping the Linghua fruit wine given by the third senior sister.

The cool wine juice is sweet and delicious, and it is not intoxicating to a young monk who is not good at drinking. As soon as it enters the throat, the pure spiritual energy penetrates into the body to nourish the meridians and Dantian, and it begins to recover quickly after consuming [-]% of the spiritual energy.

Zhong Lingge recovered to the fourth or fifth level and put away the spirit wine, unwilling to drink any more. Yu He returned to the outskirts of the city and saw Yin Manman's concerned eyes from afar.

"Third Senior Sister!"

Zhong Lingge jumped off the flying crane and trotted over, with a smile on his face that he couldn't even hide.

Seeing that she was not hurt but also very happy, Yin Manman felt relieved and rejoiced with her.

"Is it resolved? Is it handled properly? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Yin Manman recalled her first murder. Like her junior sister, the first person she killed was also a blood relative, and it was also for revenge.She was still two years younger than her junior sister at the time, and for several days, the dead man's face kept flashing in her mind.

Zhong Lingge responded with a smile: "It's fine. I don't feel any discomfort. I'm in a very good mood."

She will not feel uncomfortable about taking revenge with her own hands. She will only be proud of herself for getting stronger step by step. After a successful experience, even the trip to the secret realm does not make her so nervous.

"Third Senior Sister, have everyone in the Zhong family left?" Zhong Lingge looked around as soon as he came over, but he didn't see the group of brothers and sisters nearby.

"Well, just now someone from the Zhong family came to the early stage of foundation building and asked them to go to the secret realm to take a seat. I heard that you left with the monkey-faced man. You were all smiles. A group of people left laughing and joking, saying they were waiting for good news from the monkey-faced man. Woolen cloth."

"Ha! Third Senior Sister's description is so apt!"

Zhong Lingge didn't care about the self-righteousness of the Zhong family. The only regret was that because they were too conceited, Zhong Baiyu could not find the monkey face dying in the cave in time.

"Let's go too." Yin Manman said that she would fly as she wished, slowly rising into the sky with Zhong Lingge, and flew towards the depths of the Linglu Mountains.

Leaving the crowded outskirts of the city, Zhong Lingge began to complain to Yin Manman.

"Senior sister, before Hou Lian died, he leaked that the Zhong family and the Cen family wanted to join forces with the Jidao Sect to massacre the sect. Should we summon the master and tell them?"

"Why do you think of killing the clan so easily? These people are so scary." Yin Manman lowered her head, her soft eyebrows were lowered, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she sighed. "Alas, there is nothing we can do against them. We can only attack them first and kill them all."

Yin Manman took out the communication talisman and sent a message back to the sect. Not long after, Wen Ningqian's reply came to the two of them.

[I know, you can play and practice without worrying about small things]

"Master, you mean to take action, right?" Ever since Zhong Lingge heard that the Cen family had brutally killed so many innocent monks, he felt as if a thorn had been stabbed in his heart, and he still felt uncomfortable if he didn't pull it out sooner.

Yin Manman burned the communication talisman and nodded: "Master, I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will exhaust Biluo Huangquan and kill the whole family."

"No wonder I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him." Zhong Lingge doesn't like to take the initiative to cause trouble, but if someone provokes her, she will definitely try her best to get back with double the revenge.

Yin Manman looked back and smiled, gently and quietly: "This shows that we are destined to be a family."

"Yes." Zhong Lingge's heart beat violently because the third senior sister naturally said "family".

Being related by blood does not necessarily mean that there is family affection. The non-blood related sect members in the Jidao Sect were the family members she chose by accident. It felt good to be accompanied by family members.

The road to spiritual cultivation was long, but she knew that from now on she would no longer walk alone.

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"Don't be crowded. Everything is on a first-come, first-served basis. There are still so many empty seats over there!"

A late-stage Qi-refining female cultivator wearing a common white sarong looked at the middle- and late-stage Qi-refining cultivators behind her with an angry face.As soon as these people arrived, they pushed forward, so crowded that everyone stepped on her feet and she almost fell down.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, stop talking and let them pass!" A thin male cultivator grabbed the sleeve of the female cultivator surnamed Hu and pulled hard to one side. "The descendants of the family are led by Zhuji Perfection, and we can't afford to offend them."

When the female cultivator surnamed Hu heard the words of an acquaintance, she saw a small and exquisite bell and tripod embroidered on the lapels of several monks.She had heard about the Zhong family near White Crane City. Even if it was a small family, she couldn't afford to offend a casual cultivator.

When the Zhong family members saw her silently retreating, they became angry and pointed at her nose and accused her.

"If you can't even afford a defensive suit, what are you doing here in the secret realm? Why waste spiritual stones entering the secret realm if you want to die!"

"What's the point of squeezing in closer? The first batch to enter will be the first to die. Poor casual cultivators have always dreamed of getting rich."

"Once the secret realm is opened, any poor guy will dare to gamble with the spirit stone. Tsk, he looks pretty good, but it's a pity."

As soon as the direct branch of the Zhong family spoke, the side branch followed with sarcasm and tried their best to please.

Zhong Yayun was clumsy, and for fear of falling behind, she stepped forward with a cold face and kicked the female cultivator surnamed Hu on the calf.

"Get away quickly, don't dirty our eyes!"

It’s not that the female cultivator surnamed Hu didn’t know that the family disciples were arrogant and unreasonable, but she didn’t expect that she would be kicked in a place where fighting was strictly prohibited, or kicked by a middle-level Qi refining person who was a slightly lower level!

The anger rising in her heart burned her reason, and when she reacted, she had gathered spiritual energy in her right hand and slapped her.

Snapped--

A crisp and loud slap hit Zhong Yayun hard on the face.

"You, you dare to hit me?!" Zhong Yayun couldn't believe that a casual cultivator dared to attack her in front of her family and elders. She was simply looking for death!

All the direct and indirect branches of the Zhong family are angry. This has nothing to do with Zhong Yayun himself, but to do with the face of their Zhong family!In the midst of their shouts, the Zhong family, who was getting close to the Cen family in the distance, ran over in a hurry.

After figuring out the cause of the matter, the Zhong Family Foundation Architect was not as angry as everyone expected. Instead, he stroked his white beard and looked at the female cultivator surnamed Hu with a smile.

"Young man is very brave, what is your name?"

"Hu Jiufei."

Hu Jiufei took two steps back with anxiety in his heart. Compared to the group of bluffing Zhong Family Lianqi, the old man in front of him was more gloomy and terrifying.

"You beat our junior in public, and you can't afford to apologize, so you have to show some expression, right?" Old Man Zhuji rolled his eyes over her body, his eyes becoming more and more wanton.

Hu Jiufei thought to himself that it was over.
She had heard rumors about the family monks abducting female cultivators to collect supplements. There were also many female cultivators she knew in the past that she couldn't contact. She had been cautiously guarding against them until now, but she didn't expect to fall into the eyes of these evil people.

Hu Jiufei tried his best to calm down and searched around for people from Xuanyuan Sect and Jiuxiao Sword Sect with his peripheral vision, and finally saw the strongholds of the two sects in the distance.

"Little friend Hu, want to meet people from the two major sects?" Zhongjia Zhuji blocked her view and showed a sinister smile. "What a coincidence, I was just about to introduce you to a young friend from the Cen family. He is an elite member of the inner sect of Xuanyuan Sect. Come with me."

Hu Jiufei was so frightened that he quickly backed away and got into the crowd to escape.

Unexpectedly, when he took a step forward, his hands and feet seemed to be bound and unable to move, and he couldn't even make a sound. He could only let the Zhong family's spiritual consciousness restrain him and walk out, and it seemed like he was following him actively.

Just when she thought she was going to die today, a clear and loud shout suddenly came from the air.

"Hey! Zhongda! Why are you arresting a female Qi-refining cultivator at the gate of the secret realm? You must not be trying to forcibly arrest people to practice the evil magic of gathering and nourishing in front of Xuanyuan Sect and Jiuxiao Sword Sect—"

Zhong Lingge's voice, with the help of an amplified note, spread from high altitude to all directions, and could be heard clearly throughout the valley.

(End of this chapter)