Chapter 184 Let’s give up

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"How can you control the Dead Man's Sutra? Hand it over quickly and we can spare your life."

"If you have the ability, come and get it yourself." Ru Meng spat out a mouthful of blood, her face was extremely pale, but her momentum was not lost.

"If you keep showing off, I will kill you." The saint shouted angrily, and in a flash, she came to Rumeng's side and slapped her down with her palm.

"Nie Zhan, do you actually want to fight in the nest?"

At this moment, a loud shout came from mid-air, and then a black shadow appeared in front of the saint.

"Master, Master." The saint was so shocked that her palms froze in mid-air, not daring to take any pictures.

"Nie Zhan, do you want to kill me as a master?" The great elder glared at the saint and shouted.

"Apprentice, apprentice doesn't dare." The saint said timidly.

"Don't you dare? I can't come over because my master is here. You might have killed your own disciple." The great elder glanced at the Holy Girl and then turned to the Holy Son.

"Great Elder, I, we are just comparing notes, comparing notes." The Holy Son's voice trembled slightly, Yuanying Dzogchen monk, he didn't dare to fart.

"Discussion?" The great elder glanced at the two of them coldly, and then turned his attention to Rumeng, who was covered in the smell of blood.

"Is this what you call sparring? Are we sparring like this?" The Great Elder sneered and looked at the Holy Son and Saint Daughter.

"I, we actually didn't mean it." Shengzi tried to argue.

"You didn't mean it? Haha." The great elder turned to look at Rumeng and asked, "Senior nephew, are what they said true?"

"Really? Haha, Great Elder, you have also seen that I am in this state. Could it be that I am lying? They want to ask me about the Dead Man's Scripture, but the Dead Man's Scripture is a teaching method that can only be passed down by the sect master. How can it be passed down from generation to generation? ?”

"Book of the Dead?" The great elder's expression changed, and he looked at his apprentice with a slightly cold expression, "Is what Master Nephew Rumeng said true?"

Hearing this, the saints and saints said one after another: "Junior sister Rumeng is just talking nonsense. How can we ask him about the Book of the Dead? She is just talking nonsense."

A look of satisfaction suddenly flashed in the Great Elder's eyes, but his tone was still stiff and cold: "You two bastards, my junior sister said that it was you who forced me to ask, what else do you have to say."

"The Great Elder has misunderstood. This is all because Junior Sister Rumeng framed the two of us. Great Elder, please find out what's going on." The Holy Son and the Saint said in unison.

"Senior Nephew Rumeng, this..." The elder looked at Rumeng, but he never finished speaking.

Rumeng looked slightly cold and said nothing.

The great elder was a little embarrassed and coughed: "Who is this?"

He shifted his gaze to the man and narrowed his eyes.

"Return to the elders, people from Kendo Mountain." The Holy Son said.

"People from Jiandao Mountain?" The great elder was slightly surprised, and then he said coldly, "Why are the people from Jiandao Mountain here?"

"Back to the Great Elder, this disciple doesn't know." The Holy Son said.

"I don't know?" The great elder turned to look at Rumeng, "Is this your friend?"

Rumeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded suddenly, "Yes."

"Then are you protecting him now?" the great elder said with a slight frown.

Rumeng paused, "They want to kill him. As a friend, I naturally want to save him."

"Is this so?" The great elder turned his head and looked at the Holy Son and Saint Daughter, and said softly.

"No, it's all nonsense from Junior Sister Rumeng." Shengzi said, "She obviously wanted to pass on the Dead Man's Scripture to this outsider, and then we found out and stopped her. Then this person from Sword Dao Mountain wanted to escape, and then what happened It’s about that.”

"That's complete nonsense. It was obvious that they were asking for the Dead Man's Book technique, and then I didn't give it to them, so they wanted to force us. Then this young hero from Kendo Mountain came to save me, and then this scene happened."

The Great Elder turned to look at the Holy Son and Saint Daughter, and said, "Is what you Junior Sister Rumeng said true?"

"It's definitely not true. The Dead Man's Book is a treasure that suppresses the religion. Only the sect leader can pass it on. How dare we ask our junior sister?" The saint and the saint all said the same thing.

"Senior Nephew Rumeng..." The elder looked at Rumeng and did not say anything about what happened next.

"Then who does the great elder believe?" Rumeng turned her attention to the great elder.

"Well, we need to return to our master to find out about this matter. Let's do this. You guys leave quickly. I will come back to you after I finish the matters at hand."

The Great Elder knew that what Rumeng said might be true, and he also knew that the Holy Son and the Saint might really be forcing Rumeng to hand over the Dead Man's Book for the sake of it.

However, the saint is his disciple. If he loses his status as a saint because of this matter, wouldn't his position as the great elder be lost?

"Now that the Great Elder has spoken, if I am still so stubborn, wouldn't I be making a mountain out of a molehill?" Rumeng paused, turned around and left.

When Lin Jingzhe saw this, he also slowly raised his steps. The Nascent Soul was perfect, and he could crush himself to death with just one finger.

"Wait a minute, she can leave, but you can't." The elder glanced at Lin Jingzhe and felt that this man was somewhat similar to the young man described by the sect leader, and he also felt that he looked a little familiar.

Lin Jingzhe paused and stopped.

"Have we met somewhere?" the great elder said.

Lin Jingzhe was startled and said, "Senior, did you remember it wrong?"

"Remember wrong? No, I feel like you look like someone I know." The great elder paused, "No, are you the corpse slave following the sect master's wife?"

Lin Jingzhe was startled, corpse slave? Did he discover something?

"Senior, are you mistaken? I am indeed a disciple of Sword Dao Mountain." Naturally, Lin Jingzhe would not admit his identity.

Following the great elder's reminder, Rumeng felt that Lin Jingzhe was somewhat familiar, but she seemed unable to recall him.

"Is it true?" The great elder narrowed his eyes, "But I am very sure that I remembered correctly. You do look like the corpse slave next to the sect master's wife."

"Great Elder, you are indeed mistaken. He is indeed a friend of mine." Rumeng said.

"Really?" The great elder narrowed his eyes, "Since he is your friend, but he is from Jiandao Mountain, so let's go back with your senior brother and sister first. Since he is from Jiandao Mountain, naturally Let me take him back."

Lin Jingzhe's heart tightened. If she went with him, even if she was not the corpse slave next to the sect leader's wife, she would still be defeated.

"No need to worry, senior, I'll leave now." Lin Jingzhe stepped forward and turned around to leave.

"Stop, my master said he would take you away, so he took you away. What do you mean by doing this?" The saint suddenly swayed and came to Lin Jingzhe's side.

"What do you mean?" Lin Jingzhe narrowed his eyes. If the old man really wanted to keep him, he could only capture this woman first and use her as his hostage.

"What do you mean?" the saint sneered, "your origin is unknown."

"I don't know? Didn't I say that I am from Kendo Mountain?"

"How can the people of Kendo Mountain know the magic of escape and magical powers of talismans?" The Holy Son was also talking to the side at this time.

"It seems that many shops sell talismans. They are not unique magical powers."

"That being said, what about your escape technique?"

"Escape technique?" Lin Jingzhe sneered: "That's just the magic power of the talisman."

"If it's a talisman magical power, how come it can be used so quickly and with so little time?"

"You can't do it, but that doesn't mean others can't do it." Lin Jingzhe sneered.

"Okay, even if you are right, how do you explain your sword intent of death?" said the Holy Son.

"The Sword Intention of Death? Haha, as a disciple of Sword Dao Mountain, isn't it easy to comprehend a sword intention?" Lin Jingzhe said.

"Is it true that you can comprehend the meaning of the sword as long as you say you can comprehend it?" The Holy Son said: "If those magical powers of talismans are really something you instigated, how can you comprehend the meaning of the sword? If you really have this ability, how are you different from a genius? , since you are a genius, why haven’t we seen you? We haven’t heard of you either.”

Lin Jingzhe was stunned, "Just because I haven't heard of it doesn't mean I don't have it."

"Okay, since you said you are a disciple of Kendo Mountain, then tell me who you are?"

Lin Jingzhe paused and said coldly: "You don't deserve to know my name."

"Are we not worthy?" The Holy Son and Saint were stunned for a moment, and then shouted angrily, "As the most outstanding disciples of the younger generation of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, since you said we are not worthy of knowing your name?"

"Then do you think you are worthy?" Lin Jingzhe asked.

"Are we not worthy?" The saint and the saint were dumbfounded.

"Since neither of my disciples is worthy of mentioning your name, then I can leave." At this time, the great elder on the side began to speak.

Lin Jingzhe thought for a while and directly gave a pseudonym, "Chen Pingan."

The name Chen Pingan was not false, because he had met Chen Pingan on the Mu family's sail, a very aloof and aloof person.

"Chen Pingan?"

A few people paused and found out that they had indeed heard of Chen Ping'an, and he was also a well-known figure in Kendo Mountain.

"Are you Chen Ping'an? Who would believe it?"

"Chen Ping'an is an alchemy monk. You are in the late stage of foundation building. Who knows what Chen Ping'an is?"

"What does it matter to me whether you believe it or not?" Lin Jingzhe took a step back, "I don't want to prove it. Since you don't believe it, I can't help it."

The great elder was stunned for a moment, "It's not that we don't believe it, but you do look like someone I know."

"The corpse slave next to the sect master's wife?" Lin Jingzhe asked.

"Indeed."

"As far as I know, corpse slaves are dead, so tell me where I have the aura of death?"

"It is true that there is no death energy, but as far as I know, the corpse slave next to the sect master's wife is a living person pretending to be alive."

"Since you said it was a living person pretending to be a living person, what does that mean to me?"

"That's why I doubt you." The great elder said slowly.

"Since you doubt me, haha, it's interesting. Do you think that I am the one who doubts you? You guys are very funny."

"It is up to me, the elder, to make my own decision. Besides, since you are in the forbidden area of ​​our Heavenly Corpse Sect, we naturally have the right to question you."

"Okay, if you want to cross-examine, do it. If I can't produce evidence, I won't give up." Lin Jingzhe sneered.

"Okay, open the gift ring. I want to see if you have a token on your body that proves you are a disciple of Sword Dao Mountain."