Facts have proved that brainless guys are usually very courageous. The monk in yellow shirt did not choose to leave the scene in despair, but continued to stay here for the confrontation - in a situation where he was obviously in a weak position.
At this point, Ning Xia couldn't help but sigh. She didn't know whether this yellow-shirted monk was capable, but he was indeed brave. If the other party takes the script of the male protagonist, this kind of behavior is called not afraid of power and slaps the "powerful" in the face every minute.
However, Ning Xia observed the other party's face and determined that this mean guy could never be the male protagonist who entered the world. Then this guy's behavior at this moment is called death.
"What I said before was not meant to be directed at the two seniors. If there is any offense, my nephew is here to apologize to you two." After saying this, he bowed slightly hypocritically, as if to show his upbringing. If Ningxia and the others didn't see the other person's mean look, they might still believe that this person might not mean it.
Jin Lin and He Haigong did not respond and remained silent. Both of them were rare peaceful people among cultivators. They rarely cared about others and generally only focused on their own cultivation.
If it weren't for the contempt Zhang Cunlin had just brought to the table, they wouldn't have bothered to speak. Now that the other party has stopped and apologized, they can't say anything more, lest others say that they are bullying the lower monks based on their cultivation.
Zhang Cunlin was not angry when he did not receive any forgiveness from the two parties involved. He curled his lips and continued to talk.
"The Formation Hall is one of the six major skill halls of Baiji Peak. It has stood at a high position in the sect for many years. The two of them must have joined because of its rich resources and profound inheritance. It is said that the juniors also had such a relationship with the Formation Hall. A little bit of fate, but in the end it was so unpleasant that I left there.”
Ah, hey, why is this guy talking to himself? Ningxia's mind was a little confused after listening to it for a while. Didn't this yellow shirt confront us just now? What's going on with us talking heart-to-heart now? ! Who wants to hear your nonsense!
Suddenly, she noticed that Cheng Siye, who had been silent since just now, had a gloomy look on his face, and his calm mask was almost broken. To be honest, he looked very ferocious at this moment. What could have caused this indifferent and polite senior brother to be like this? As a result, Ningxia became interested in the story of the monk in yellow shirt.
"During those days, the junior had a very hard time in that huge formation hall. The organization was like an empty shell, the rotten system and the irresponsible seniors... The junior didn't learn anything at all there. Two Both masters and uncles are talented people, so why stay in a technique hall with a false name..."
This wave of operations was so impressive that Ningxia was stunned. Talent, after offending the enemy's master, he directly poached people shamelessly. How big of a heart he has. After she recovered, she glanced at the two uncles and saw that they were also in a daze for a while and seemed to be frightened.
Where on earth does this guy have the nerve to think that others who have the Six Major Techniques Hall are not welcome, but theirs is a slightly inferior formation organization that is said to be second only to the Formation Hall? Go crazy!
The yellow-robed monk's words were interrupted. Cheng Siye said with a serious face: "I really didn't expect that you, a traitor, would have the nerve to appear in front of me in the formation hall. Stop making excuses for your behavior. Do such things. It doesn't make sense no matter what, betrayal is betrayal. You are really disgusting, Zhang Cunlin."
As soon as these words came out, the yellow-shirted monk who had just been thinking about his seniors couldn't hold back anymore. His face darkened, and he returned to his mean look before, looking at Cheng Siye with a half-smile.
This seemed to be the right face for that guy. The gentle and polite look just now was quite permeable, especially after seeing how he spoke so loudly.
"Traitor? When people go to higher places, water flows to lower places. This is the case for everyone in the world. I just did what everyone would do. You, Chen Siye, are the only ones who still have such ridiculous thoughts. When I saw your face I also feel disgusted by the saint’s face.”
There is something wrong with this man's outlook on life. Although he still doesn't know what the monk in yellow has done, he himself acquiesces in the fact that he is a traitor. So shouldn't normal people be ashamed or unwilling to face it? What's going on with this idea of "I'm a bad guy, everyone is a bad guy anyway, it's just up to you, a good guy, to be unhappy"?
"The Formation Hall has taught me nothing. It's just buying me to do things for them with some readily available prohibitions. The hypocrisy is too tight. Five years of my life for them is enough. After leaving the Formation Hall, it's more about the organization. It can accommodate me. The Formation Hall is nothing, it’s just an empty shell.”
Ningxia was a little stunned. This statement hit a boatload of people with one rake. Isn't this inexplicably familiar pattern also the sect's pattern for its disciples? According to him, if another sect recruits him in the future, he will immediately defect. I can't afford it!
"What about me? It's your private matter that you have resentment against the Dharma Hall. I have no enmity or enmity with you. I can even say that I treat you well. I have never done anything wrong to you. Why do you want to ruin my future?" Chen Siye couldn't restrain his anger when he thought about the inner sect position that he missed.
What makes him sad is not only the missed future, but also the friend who betrayed him with his own hands.
