Chapter 252: Looking for Pigs and Attacking the Wall?

At night, the dew is cold and the smoke is cold.

Only a few stars hung in the night sky.

Yi Chen was walking near the outer hall wearing a black cloak. At this time, there were only two days left before the deadline for Hei Mietian's attack. For some reason, Yi Chen had a faint uneasiness lingering in his heart.

He always felt that something was wrong.

When he was teaching his good apprentice Zhang Captou, he once told him that when you encounter something unreasonable, you should look for the pig on the farm. If you can't find the pig on the farm, then you can take care of it yourself. Mirror.

The Hehuan Sect has a vast network of contacts, so why would Hei Mietian dare to make such bold statements that he would propose marriage to the Hehuan Sect in fifteen days?

Based on the reactions of Qinyun Sect Master and several True Lords who came to help, Yi Chen felt that Hei Mietian's strength should not be particularly strong. Being able to compete with the New Moon Level Dao True Lord was already incomparable, at least compared to their current level. The lineup cannot be crushed.

In this case, shouldn't people with normal intelligence take action in advance and catch the Hehuan Sect by surprise?

However, Hei Mietian did the opposite and used various means to intimidate and pressure him. This kind of operation was simply to support the enemy.

In Yi Chen's mind, this was no less than a suffocating micro-manipulation of moving the machine gun position six meters.

A strong man from the evil path who has a high probability of cultivating to the level of Taoism, is he a pig?

If something is abnormal, it is a monster.

There must be something fishy about this matter.

There was also the previous turmoil in Lotus City, and thinking about it now made Yi Chen a little confused.

In his opinion, Corpse Changsheng simply did not regard the Hehuan Sect as a human being, and was a bit overconfident.

"Hey, who is the pig?"

"I can't be a pig..."

Feeling depressed, Yi Chen thought about taking a breather and taking a look around Hehe Mountain.

It would be fun if Hei Mietian attacked the mountain in advance without practicing martial ethics. It would be safer to investigate carefully by himself.

While I was thinking wildly, suddenly a fiery red figure walked towards me under the moonlight, wearing a familiar skirt and black stockings.

"Zhang Daoyou, what a coincidence~" Zhen Ruanqiao smiled sweetly, with a look that couldn't be more fake, as if she had just met by chance, "I came here specifically to say thank you for helping me beat up that annoying Yuan Jin during the day. This person is Just like flies, annoying."

"I stole a jug of fine wine from my mother's collection. Immortal Drunk, do you want to try it?"

A cyan porcelain bottle appeared in Zhen Ruan's delicate hand.

Yi Chen's nose twitched, and he could smell a strong aroma of wine through the porcelain bottle. Just smelling it made him feel a little livelier. He could only say that it was indeed the treasure of Master Qin Yun.

"It's a trivial matter. He's just an arrogant little guy. Although he doesn't have world-shaking wisdom, his talent is pretty good among ordinary monks." Yi Chen commented noncommittally. At this time, his position had changed unknowingly. Put it in the place of the older generation of monks.

The matter of beating children during the day was no longer on his mind. It was really not worth bragging about.

Taking the cyan porcelain bottle and taking a pleasant sip, Yi Chen suddenly felt as if his internal organs had been cleansed. With his current control over his body, he actually felt that his body was a little stronger than before.

Although the progress is very weak, even if he can barely detect it with the mastery of the twenty-eight acupoints in his body, it can have an effect on his current physique. The effect is undoubtedly extremely amazing.

"tasty?"

"It's over if you try it. Don't drink from Master Qin next time. I'm afraid you'll be beaten by Master Qin."

"This is the only bottle, you can drink it if you want to."

Zhen Ruan stuck out her tongue, took the bottle, and took a sip. Her cheeks turned red for a moment, and fine steam came out of her head.

"By the way, Zhang San, why are you out so late at night?"

"Aren't there disciples on duty?" Zhen Ruan suddenly said.

"I'm a little worried, so I came out for a inspection."

"Then I'll go with you."

Unknowingly, a plain hand held Yi Chen's arm again, and the wonderful touch came. Yi Chen twitched his hand, but failed, so he simply gave up.

Will -10, current stock, 20.

The two of them walked quietly on Hehe Mountain, stepping on the thick fallen leaves without making any sound. At this time, they had come to a valley. The two of them walked along the stone wall, and their soft cheeks became more and more beautiful under the moonlight. The redder it gets, the closer it gets.

Suddenly, a message resounded in Zhen Ruan's heart.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen, squat down."

"Ah?" Zhen Ruan blushed to the base of her neck for a moment.

"Someone is coming, maybe a big fish." Yi Chen's voice conveyed a hint of joy.

Working overtime late at night will eventually pay off.

With the huge force coming, Yi Chen pulled Zhen Ruan to hide behind a huge boulder under the stone wall. As the mana flowed, the breath of the two of them was actually the same as that of stone.

Not long after, a sound broke through the air.

A familiar figure swept down quietly carrying a woman with a ball of clothes in her mouth.

For a moment, Yi Chen and Zhen Ruan were both shocked.

This person turned out to be Xiu Feng who was beaten into a pig's head by Yuan Jin during the day. However, under the convalescence of the elixir, this person's appearance has returned to its original appearance.

However, unlike his graceful demeanor in the daytime, Xiu Feng's handsome face now had a hint of sinisterness and venom.

A clear and loud slap sounded in the valley.

"Bitch, we can have fun here, no one will bother us."

A bunch of strange props were taken out by Xiu Feng from the storage ring, and the whip turned out to be the most normal among them.

"You, fellow Daoist Xiu Feng, aren't you afraid that I, the Hehuan Sect Master, will blame you?" The pretty female cultivator looked frightened. She was eating hot pot and singing in her room at night when she was suddenly robbed.

"I'm afraid? You are just a disciple of the Huanzi lineage with two cloud patterns. You think you are a female cultivator from the Hezi lineage. Why are you pretending to me? I am not from the Qinyun sect master's lineage."

"Your Hehuan Sect has something to ask for from me now. I'm not afraid if you tell me about this trivial matter, not to mention I came out secretly."

"There is no one around here. You can scream. No one will break your throat even if you scream..."

The smile on Xiufeng's face became more and more abnormal. Suddenly, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and a thick shadow enveloped his entire figure.

"Aren't the disciples of Huandian Liangwen human beings?"

Xiufeng turned her head with difficulty, but saw Yi Chen's expressionless face and Zhen Ruan's angry look.

"Zhang... Chief Zhang, Fellow Daoist Zhen, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Trash Dim Sum, why don't you tie up Yuan Jin?"

The purple-gold palm suddenly fell, and Xiu Feng's body was instantly lowered by a head.

After Yi Chen skillfully touched the corpse, a little white fire fell down. With a flick of his hand, a strong wind suddenly rose, and the white ground suddenly fell and it was really clean.

"Zhang...Zhang San, you actually killed this person?" Zhen Ruan and the pretty female cultivator on the ground looked at Yi Chen in shock.

None of them expected that Yi Chen's methods would be so cruel.

"Didn't he say he came out secretly? What are you afraid of?"

"Little girl, all the belongings in this guy's storage ring are given to you, just to calm your nerves. Don't tell anyone what happened tonight, and don't make matters worse."

Yi Chen placed all the belongings from Xiu Feng's storage ring in front of the pretty female cultivator. This pervert was worthy of being a true gentleman's son, with a rich net worth, and the resources and property in it were enough for the female cultivator in front of him to reach the real state without having to worry.

"Many...thank you, Mr. Zhang." A complex look flashed in the pretty female cultivator's eyes. She glanced at Zhen Ruan, then at Yi Chen, then stumbled and disappeared into the night.

This time, they did not catch Black Mie Tian's person, but encountered a scum by chance. However, this did not make Yi Chen feel regretful, but made him feel nervous.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen, could you please tell me the historical relationship between your Hezi lineage and Huanzi lineage?"

"There is also the composition of your Hehuan Sect's financial resources, which lineage contributes more, and how it is used."

Under the moonlight, Yi Chen suddenly looked back and asked Zhen Ruan.

"Ah, Zhang San, why are you asking this? My mother has a very good relationship with Aunt Hong."

"Nothing, just tell me a story."

As Zhen Ruan spoke, the uneasiness in Yi Chen's heart became more intense.

The majority of the Hehuan Sect's financial resources come from the Huanzi lineage, accounting for almost 70% of the money. However, the Hehuan sect draws more from the Hezi lineage.

Because although the cultivation of the Huanzi lineage progresses faster than that of the Hezi lineage in the early stage, their magic power is mixed and lacks purity. This causes the monks of the Huanzi lineage to advance faster than those of the Hezi lineage in the later stage.

It was fine in the early days, but over time, more and more masters of the Hezi lineage were used, and more and more people were using it. Now it has exceeded the 64th opening, and the deficit has become more and more obvious.

The affairs of the world are not concerned with few but with inequality.

Time has an amazing power. Many things that seemed fair in the beginning will become corrupt and collapse step by step as time goes by.

It's like the entropy increase theory of previous lives.

"In the affairs of the Hehuan Sect, there won't be any internal supernatural powers or external ghosts."

If this is the case, then Hei Mietian's behavior makes sense.

Yi Chen suddenly thought of the dog licking conference during the day. The reputation of Fairy Qingli was basically synonymous with the Hezi lineage. The four true monarchs who came were basically here for the master of Qin Yun.

Also, his previous showy behavior really lacked due respect for the Huandian monks.

"Zhang San, are you saying there is something wrong with Aunt Hong?"

"It's impossible. My mother and Aunt Hong are as close as sisters. Although there are occasional differences between the two, they have been suppressed and properly handled by them."

After a moment of silence, Zhen Ruan suddenly spoke, her voice trembling.

She was not stupid, so she naturally understood Yi Chen's thoughts.

"I'm asking casually, don't think too much about it, I'll take you back." Yi Chen smiled and touched Zhen Ruan's ear-length short hair.

The white wild geese are flying around like snow in autumn, and the clear dew creates a cool night.

Sweep away the clouds beside the stone, and drunkenly step on the pine roots and the moon.

The sky is full of stars and people are sleeping.

Not long after, two parallel figures reappeared in the outer hall.

Looking at Zhen Ruan's worried back, Yi Chen couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't want it to be as he expected.

Just, I hope it won't be so.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to handle this job.

[Lord Lucunxing, this is all an internal fight within Hehuan Sect. Someone with supernatural powers wants to overturn the table? 】

"It's really troublesome."

With a sigh, Yi Chen also walked towards his small courtyard.