Chapter 34 Angry Into the Crown

The dazzling rays of the afternoon sun cast a golden layer on the small courtyard.

In the courtyard, Ling Hu looked at the token that looked like gold but not gold, like iron but not iron in Ling Xian's hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"Secret realm token." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"This is the legendary Secret Realm token?" Ling Hu couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Yeah, I gave it to you." Ling Xian threw the Secret Realm token at random, so frightened that Ling Hu was in a hurry, took the token carefully and complained: "Brother, this is the Secret Realm token, it only takes five years. Open it once, only 50 yuan at a time, it is very precious, what if it falls on the ground and breaks?"

"I believe you can definitely catch it." Ling Xiandao said.

"Brother, how did you come to this secret realm?" Ling Hu asked.

"That's a long story." What happened in the morning, Ling Xian never planned to participate in the competition, to Ling Chen's arrogant and domineering provocation, to the abolition of the position of the young patriarch, and finally to receive the reward for the first place, I told him exactly once.

Ling Hu was sometimes angry, sometimes amazed, and sometimes regretful. Boy, what is it?"

"It's normal for him to be outraged by the public." Ling Xian sighed and urged, "You have been practicing diligently these few days, and strive to increase your cultivation to the fifth level of Qi Refining before the secret realm is opened. A little bit of self-preservation, otherwise in the secret realm, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents."

"Brother, I can't want this, you need it more than me." Ling Hu pushed back.

"I still have one piece, so don't be polite to me." Ling Xian's heart warmed slightly.

Hearing this, Ling Hu's eyes lit up, he felt relieved, he smiled and said: "Brother, then I'm welcome, the secret realm of Qingcheng, I have never entered it before."

Ling Xian nodded, looking at Ling Hu who was full of excitement, his expression suddenly became serious, and said solemnly: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"What's going on?" Ling Hu was startled.

"I didn't buy the elixir at Qizhen Pavilion." Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Don't pretend to be confused with me, and don't try to hide from me, then you say that the elixir was sent from the headquarters, and it hasn't arrived yet. When I discovered your anomaly, it may be true, but it will never be that simple."

"Brother..." Ling Hu hesitated for a while, lowered his head, dodging Ling Xian's forcing gaze.

Ling Xian frowned and said, "Look up at me and say!"

"Brother, I can't tell." Ling Hu shook his head again and again, his expression full of bitterness.

Ling Xian's heart sank, and a bad premonition emerged, and she said coldly, "Tell me, what happened? Don't be afraid, I will bear you when the sky falls!"

Ling Hu was silent for a moment, remembering the scenes of humiliation, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, he gritted his teeth and said: "Brother, it's that bastard in charge, when I go to buy a better elixir than Huichun Pill, He told me yes, but there was no stock in Qingcheng's Qizhen Pavilion for the time being and needed to be shipped from the headquarters, but he asked me to give him the spirit stone first. took him."

"But when I went to find him the next day, he first shied me and said he wasn't there yet, then he disappeared behind closed doors, and finally he sent someone to beat me up and threatened me that if he dared to find him again, or Tell me about this, and he will send someone to kill me!" Speaking of these things, Ling Hu was so angry that he could not wait to rush into the Qizhen Pavilion and chop the bastard into pieces.

He took off his shirt, and saw that his strong upper body was bruised and scarred.

"Okay, very good." Ling Xian's eyes were icy cold, and he was completely motivated to kill.

Scum!

Scum!

This is not only a matter of greed for 20,000 spiritual stones, but also a matter of a living life. First it is rhetoric, and then it is plundering.

If he couldn't cure Hu Ziniang, or if he came late, wouldn't Hu Ziniang die because of this?

"To be greedy for your life-saving spiritual stone, to cut off your last hope, this kind of person, damn it." Ling Xian burst into anger and said murderously, "What's the name of that bastard?"

"Qin Guangzhi." Ling Hu replied subconsciously, but he regretted the words, and hurriedly said: "Brother, he is the steward of Qizhen Pavilion, as you know, although Qizhen Pavilion is not visible in Qingcheng, there is no family. If the forces dare to provoke this behemoth, don't be impulsive!"

"What about impulse?"

Ling Xian's heart warmed, and she understood that Ling Hu refused to say anything at first, because he was worried that after hearing this, he would desperately go to find that bastard, smash the tree, and lose his life in vain.

But this person, he has already made up his mind to kill, and said coldly: "A mere manager of a rare treasure, this is obviously not the first time he has done this kind of thing. How many bottom-level cultivators have suffered, or even lost their lives, what's more, you can swallow this breath?"

"Of course I can't swallow it!" Ling Hu roared loudly, the scenes of humiliation flashed through his mind, his hands clenched into fists, but they slowly loosened, and said weakly: "But what if I can't swallow it? He is the steward of Qizhen Pavilion, and he is also a master of the eighth level of Qi refining, I... have no choice."

His chest was burning with infinite anger, but his heart was full of helplessness and sadness.

The world of immortality itself is a world without laws and extreme chaos. No one cares about all crimes. Fist is the most correct truth, and strength is the most reliable guarantee.

The Qin Dynasty was a little bit better. After all, it was a country with some basic laws. However, in any world, in any place, there are all kinds of shady scenes, and there is no justice at all.

One is the little cultivator at the bottom of the cultivating world, and the other is the manager of Qizhen Pavilion with considerable authority. Even if he sues the city lord, he will not be punished. In two days, Linghu will become a corpse.

This is the world of immortality!

Chaos, cruel, icy, tyrannical.

Everything is based on two preconditions, with strength or without strength. A cultivator with strength can enjoy all the prosperity and beauty of the world and ask for anything, while a cultivator without strength can only numbly accept the ruthlessness of this world. Ruthless, reduced to a mustard.

"That's not the reason. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. If you have no way to think, if you don't have the strength, you will cultivate." Ling Xian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and said: "In such a chaotic world, don't take no way for it. A self-comforting excuse, once you get used to this kind of thinking, you will obey, accept, and your life will be a never-ending darkness."

Ling Hu was shocked and thoughtful.

Endless darkness?

He didn't think what Ling Xian said was exaggerated. In fact, the hardships he had experienced since childhood made Ling Hu always feel that he was living in the darkness where he could not see the dawn. Sometimes he would also wonder if he could see the light. that day?

"I understand your difficulties and understand your difficulties, but that's really not the reason."

Ling Xian patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly: "I'm a member of my generation, what I'm asking is the Dao, and what I'm looking for is longevity. Small setbacks, stagnant, willing to obey, then what kind of immortals are there? Just find a deserted mountain forest and live in seclusion, and be a waste person for the rest of your life."

"Brother, you are right, ****!" Ling Hu's blood boiled.

"How?" Ling Xian glanced at him.

"This..." Ling Hu paused and opened his mouth wide, but he didn't know what to say.

Ling Xian sighed softly and said, "I said so much, just to warn you not to put out the unyielding flame in your heart, not to let you hit the stone with eggs and fight against opponents a hundred times stronger than you with just your blood, understand. Do not?"

"I see, brother, I understand." Ling Hu scratched his head, he didn't fully understand what Ling Xian said, after all, he was only thirteen years old this year, but he firmly believed that listening to Ling Xian's words was absolutely right.

"It's good to understand, but this person, I have to kill." Ling Xian's eyes surged with murderous intent.

He really wanted to kill, that bastard named Qin Guangzhi, not only stole Hu Ziniang's life-saving stone, but also beat Ling Hu severely, and threatened him not to speak out, or he would kill Ling Hu , such a scumbag is unbearable.

"Brother, he has some rights in Qizhen Pavilion, otherwise it is impossible to cover up his crimes, you must not be impulsive, I don't want you to have an accident." Ling Hu's dark face was full of worry.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure about." Ling Xian conceived a plan in his heart.

"Brother, have you come up with a solution? You must think twice." Ling Hu said eagerly.

He hated Qin Guangzhi immensely. This scum took away his hope and even threatened his life. If Ling Xian hadn't had a way to cure his mother, I'm afraid Hu Ziniang would have already died at this moment, and it was the one who caused such consequences. Son of a bitch, Ling Hu can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

It's just that he cares more about Ling Xian's safety than Ling Xian's safety. In any case, he doesn't want Ling Xian to have an accident.

"Don't worry, I won't put myself in for such a scumbag." Ling Xian felt a warm current in his heart, and pondered: "Qizhen Pavilion is indeed a behemoth, and its power spreads throughout the Daqin Dynasty. There are branches in a city, the strength is strong, and the strong are like clouds, so you can't blatantly kill people, you need to be famous."

"That old bastard Qin Guangzhi greedy for my 20,000 spiritual stones, isn't that a famous teacher?" Ling Hu gritted his teeth with hatred.

"There is no evidence, the manager of Qizhen Pavilion in Qingcheng will not believe what you said." Ling Xian frowned, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed, and he couldn't help laughing: "Is he not greedy, then I will send him to the door to let him Greedy, but my Lingxian things are not so greedy..."