The spiritual consciousness in the Void Refining Stage intertwined into a thick invisible barrier, easily blocking the spiritual attack implicit in the female voice.
There was even a ray of divine consciousness condensed into a two-foot-four-inch illusory long sword, and it counterattacked straight back in the direction of the divine consciousness attack!
This time, the shrill female voice was instantly silenced.
After doing this, Lin Yige paused for a moment, then realized that he could not help but secretly regret that he had moved too quickly.
Divine consciousness attacks are intangible and have no quality, and cannot be recorded with the sound recorder.
You should play with it back and forth twice, and after inducing it to take action in person, record it with a photo pen before making further calculations.
Lin Yige secretly thought it was a pity, and casually held a sword flower in his hand before looking at Wen Youqing, who was still chattering non-stop.
At some point, a handsome man in rich attire stood behind Wen Youqing. His face was as dark as water, with a hint of anger.
When Lin Yige saw that man, he couldn't help but smile, and warned Wen Youqing in a gentle voice: "Little friend Wen, stop it in moderation!"
Wen Youqing frowned slightly when he saw that the girl was not only not annoyed, but also calm and composed, which made him angry.
Thinking of his backer again, he refuted with a righteous face: "What is enough? What I said is true. If you don't kowtow to the Wen family to apologize, and don't send Caiwei back to the Wen family to be married, this matter will never end!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Youqing felt that all his spiritual energy was gone and his hands and feet became weak.
A creepy male voice sounded behind him.
"The family's misfortune has shocked Fellow Daoist Lin!"
As Wen Zongyi spoke, he passed Wen Youqing and stepped forward to apologize to the girl.
Lin Yige held her heart in her hands and nodded without changing her expression: "Master Wen is absolutely right, I almost cried out of fright, and my heart is still pounding now!"
Every move of this seventh-generation disciple of the Guiyi Sect in front of him made Wen Zongyi feel inexplicably familiar.
Especially the frightened look on his face, which seemed familiar.
…
The grand uncle in the Lianxu period paid respects to the disciples in the Foundation Establishment period of the Guiyi sect. This scene fell into Wen Youqing's eyes, and it was like a bolt from the blue!
"Uncle...this man came to Wen's to fight against the autumn wind under the pretense that Caiwei was seriously ill..."
"You bastard, why don't you shut up?!"
Wen Zongyi was furious, turned around and scolded: "There is a visitor coming. As a disciple of the mountain guard, if you don't tell the guest, it is disloyal; to fabricate the facts and disrespect the elders is unfilial; to curse the young sister to be seriously ill is unkind; Selling Wen's children in exchange for cultivation resources is unjust!"
He glanced towards Xiong'er Mountain, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Without solving that thorny hidden danger, how could he be in seclusion with peace of mind?
I never expected that the opportunity to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys would come to me just right.
"How did I, the Wen clan, raise such an unfaithful, unfilial, benevolent and unjust person like you? Come here, drag him down, shave off his spiritual roots, and expel the Wen clan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were two disciples of the Wen family in the Jindan stage. One of them covered Wen Youqing's mouth, and the other tied him up with a rope that imprisoned his spiritual power and dragged him down.
Shave off his spiritual roots, destroy his cultivation, and cut off his path.
Such treatment sounds extremely harsh.
But if Wen is expelled, the mortal family can still control his three meals a day.
If Wen Youqing could endure the pain and practice other methods, he might one day be able to return to the path.
Wen Zongyi sneered and said loudly: "Pass my order, don't tell Mr. Wen about this matter! Otherwise, the old lady will be angry about her unfilial grandson, and she will be depressed in her heart and affect her cultivation!"
The disciples of the Wen family who were alarmed and came out of the seclusion in Xiong'er Mountain all heard this sentence.
Everyone looked at each other.
Mrs. Wen was still talking just now. Did the owner of the family do this on purpose?
The four direct descendants of the Wen family, from the master to the eight young masters, are all the darlings of the old lady!
Now, I'm afraid there will be another big fuss.
To avoid becoming a fish in the pond, it would be better to find an opportunity to leave home and practice for a few years.
…
By dealing with Wen Youqing, Wen Zongyi stabbed the eccentric old lady in the heart and felt much better.
With a faint smile on his face, he made a gesture of invitation.
"Fellow Daoist Lin is laughing, please come this way."
Not to mention that Lin Yige and Wen Zongyi already had a close friendship, the fact that the third senior sister Chi Wulan was able to stay with Wen Zongyi for a hundred years is a testament to his character.
It's a pity that he is not exempt from vulgarity. He is obsessed with love and loses his sense of proportion several times...
Lin Yige calmly followed Wen Zongyi to a waterside pavilion on the mountainside.
Wen Zongyi waved his hand, and the Wen family's disciples served several fine wines of different heights, fatness and thickness, as well as a pot of spiritual tea with white smoke flowing lightly.
The fine wines are all made by the current brewing master, and each jar is worth dozens of high-grade spiritual stones.
The Ling tea is not bad either. It is picked from the few remaining ten thousand year Ling tea trees in the world and stir-fried from the top handful of buds.
Wen Zongyi raised his hand to set up a soundproof array, easily carried a palm-high, round-bellied wine jar, opened the seal and poured it into his mouth.
In one breath, the cow drank from a jar, and then threw the jar into the cold pool under the waterside pavilion.
Some water was poured into the wine jar, and the fish in the pond chased it. The jar floated up and down, and finally floated on the water.
Wen Zongyi looked at the jar and thought of the beautiful figure again. He couldn't help but sigh and looked back sadly.
"Fellow Daoist Lin came to see me, and he probably didn't come to pick up weeds... and certainly not for that cruel enemy!"
Lin Yige has seen the third senior sister's "heart-broken" look every time after breaking off the relationship, and has also seen the third senior sister's "resurrection" and then forming a good relationship again.
I can no longer feel any sympathy for Wen Zongyi's decadent behavior.
She didn't even say a word of consolation. She simply told him about her encounter with Wu Menglin in Donghai County and his status as Wen's son-in-law.
It is also a good thing to prevent a woman from the Wen family from suffering the consequences of marrying into the Wu family.
Wen Zongyi responded lazily, "Thank you, Fellow Taoist Lin, for informing me."
Lin Yige picked up the spirit tea and gently blew away the white smoke before taking a sip.
At the same time, he was thinking about how to find out Wen Zongyi's plan for the third senior sister.
Based on her understanding of Wen Zongyi, he was definitely not someone who gave up so easily.
…
Wen Zongyi looked at the girl sitting on the railing, holding a tea cup, and his hazy drunken eyes suddenly became clear.
His heart moved, and he asked: "Friend Daoist Lin, I once had an old friend who was just like you. He always helped when there was an injustice on the road. He was also so warm-hearted."
Lin Yige froze slightly, and in a fit of urgency, he explained: "We disciples of the Guiyi Sect are all like this."
Wen Zongyi became energetic and sat up, staring at the girl in front of him with bright eyes, his suspicion becoming more and more confirmed in his heart.
"I didn't say that my old friend was a disciple of the Guiyi Sect."
"A slip of the tongue, we sword cultivators... are stupid, that's not right..."
"Lin Yige?! Is that you? Haha... I knew you wouldn't die!"
