Regardless of what the many monks and mortals were talking about outside the arena, Lin Yige in the arena calmly bowed his hands, "You still don't know your friend's surname?"
Elder Miao looked calm, he was just building a foundation, but he dared to call himself in the Nascent Soul stage a Taoist friend instead of a senior?
He glanced at Pan Linsen, who was waiting for a piece of wood.
Pan Linsen immediately became excited and quickly introduced: "This is the deacon elder of Tianwuzong, Master Miao Bingjun."
"Oh." Lin Yige nodded with understanding, then asked pretending to be confused, "What is the relationship between fellow Taoist Miao and Miao Yunwei?"
Pan Linsen secretly glanced at Elder Miao, considered for a moment, and did not dare to speak.
"Fellow Daoist Pan didn't tell me, but I guessed that they must be blood relatives of the same clan! If not, how could Fellow Daoist Miao ignore the rules of the Rookie Association, rely on his peak Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, and face me, a Qi Refining Stage disciple of the Guiyi Sect, without any regard for face? Take action!"
Lin Yige said this sentence with an expressionless expression and in a precise and precise manner.
Pan Linsen was startled and quickly raised his eyes to look at Elder Miao. Sure enough, he saw a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and he was already murderous!
This female cultivator is only at the Foundation Establishment stage. How could she have the courage to provoke Elder Miao like this? !
Fortunately, the rookie list has been released, and he, as the host, can retire.
Pan Linsen made a prompt decision, took Miao Yunwei's body away from the competition platform, and handed it over to Miao Yunwei's group of concubines with different expressions.
"When I saw that my bloodline was about to die, my heart ached, so I behaved a bit erratically..."
Miao Bingjun briefly revealed what he had done to Wen Caiwei, and when he saw Pan Linsen handing Miao Yunwei's body to his concubine, he immediately looked distressed.
"Little friend Lin, the winner was already decided on the fighting stage, but Wen Caiwei, a disciple of your noble sect, left no room and insisted on killing Miao Yunwei who was unable to resist!"
"Miao Yunwei died, and his concubines have lost their support. Where should they go?"
"Just for the sake of a mere rookie ranking first, he would take someone's life and destroy his family! You really have the most poisonous heart in a woman!"
"My little friend is also aggressive towards me! Could it be that the Guiyi faction is so inhumane and chilling?"
Lin Yige looked at Miao Bingjun in surprise. This old man was quite good at confusing right and wrong and distorting facts!
Tell him to say this, Wen Caiwei just can't kill Miao Yunwei!
Caiwei was teased for nothing!
But if Miao Yunwei wins, can he show mercy to Caiwei?
Lin Yige snorted, and with a thought in his heart, he was distracted by controlling the phantom puppet, and asked "Liu Fufeng" to activate the spirit vines.
Several spiritual vines hung down from Poyun Boat and landed on the edge of the competition platform.
Seeing this, Wen Caiwei opened her eyes slightly, vaguely guessing what Uncle Lin meant.
Lin Yige looked at the eight women beside Miao Yunwei, who had their heads lowered and wondered what they were thinking, "Miao Yunwei is dead. If you are willing to leave, you can go to the competition platform by yourself."
Hearing this, Miao Yunwei's concubines all raised their heads, some were stunned, some were shocked, some were crying with joy, some were panic-stricken, and so on.
Only the two women stood up with trembling legs, took two quick steps, and hurriedly climbed up to the half-person-high competition platform.
The other six people are still hesitating. Who knows whether they will end up in the wolf's den just after leaving the tiger's mouth?
Miao Bingjun frowned, glanced at the eight concubines who were supposed to serve Miao Yunwei in the underworld one by one, and asked: "Little friend Lin, what do you mean?"
After receiving such a glare from him, the remaining six people trembled, and five more people ran to the edge of the competition platform and climbed up on the platform using their hands and feet.
They didn't know if the Guiyi Sect was a wolf's den, but if they stayed in the tiger's den, they would definitely die!
There was only one person left who touched his lower abdomen and looked down at Miao Yunwei, who had expired. There was no movement.
"Wen Caiwei, a disciple of the Guiyi Sect, killed Miao Yunwei. It was natural for him to take care of the widow on his behalf."
With that said, Lin Yige ordered Wen Caiwei behind him: "Caiwei, take them to the flying boat first."
Wen Caiwei nodded obediently and limped toward the place where the spiritual vines fell, holding the black iron sword.
It turned out that she had just been aroused by Miao Bingjun's burst of pressure, and she lost her footing unprepared and twisted her foot.
Wen Caiwei originally wanted to help the seven women wrap the spirit vines tightly around their bodies, but the seven women quickly rejected her offer and only helped each other wrap the spirit vines around their waists and legs.
After all seven people had wrapped the spirit vines, Wen Caiwei grabbed one in her hand and gently pulled it down.
Lin Yige waited until the seven of them, including Wen Caiwei, were all pulled back to Poyunzhou by the spirit vines, and then pointed at the remaining concubine, "Congratulations to fellow Taoist Miao, Miao's bloodline continues, and there will be a successor!"
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Miao Bingjun glanced sideways at the woman left behind, his face as dark as water, without any hint of joy.
He raised his hand and touched his face. The burning whip marks on his face had disappeared, as if they had never existed.
It was only because he was careless and just stared at Wen Caiwei that he fell into the trap.
Now, with his cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he only needs to avoid that magic weapon and solve a foundation-building stage without any effort!
How could Miao Bingjun watch helplessly as the Guiyi faction took the top spot among the rookies who should have belonged to the Tianwuzong, and killed Sun Miao Yunwei and took away his concubine?
It's just that it's not easy to kill people and seize treasures in front of many onlookers in the Rookie Association. It makes Tianwuzong appear to be narrow-minded and short-sighted, which ruins its reputation.
At least there shouldn't be any real clues left.
This place is thousands of miles away from the cave in Heming Mountain where the Guiyi Sect is located.
It would be better to wait until the rookie meeting before taking action.
The flying boat carries more than ten people, and the speed is not too fast. It only needs to be robbed halfway!
He only took the magic weapon from the female cultivator in front of him, and handed over all the flying boats and others to the sect.
In this way, the sect leader should not hold him accountable for matters related to the rookie association.
After all, when the Guiyi faction participated in the rookie meeting a hundred years ago, they were always on the list.
After thinking about this, Miao Bingjun relaxed his brows and sighed with relief: "One drink and one peck, it's a predestined decision! In this case, I no longer care about 'Miao Yunwei's death', and just regard it as His posthumous son accumulated good deeds!"
Lin Yige didn't miss the fierce look in Miao Bingjun's eyes. Seeing his drastic change in attitude, she could guess a bit.
However, Miao Bingjun planned to come, but she did not agree to cooperate.
Just now he said that "the heart of a woman is the most poisonous", and the next moment he said that "the behavior of the disciples of the Guiyi Sect is chilling", and he also said that she is aggressive...
Except when she was surrounded and killed thousands of years ago, she, Lin Yige, had never been said like this before when she grew up!
Lin Yige smiled slightly and said to be reasonable, she had such a good temper, how could she be so aggressive?
She wasn't angry at all and was very calm!
"I have heard the name of Tianwuzong for a long time, and I would like to ask fellow Taoist Miao for advice."
Miao Bingjun frowned and looked at her. He wanted her to live a little longer, but he didn't appreciate it?
But of course he would be extremely happy to avenge that whipping in a fair and just way!
Miao Bingjun looked embarrassed, "Little friend Lin, there is a huge difference in cultivation between you and me. What if I accidentally kill you..."
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