Luan Yan is not only the deputy sect leader of the Zhengyang Shen Sect, but he also has some friendship with Jingxun.
If Luan Yan must protect Jing Xun from death, Ming Ri has no choice.
In Jianlu, apart from the master of Jianlu, only Ci Changsheng can compete with Luan Yan.
It was not convenient for Mingri to ask the Lord of Jianlu to take action, but he still asked Changsheng to do so.
"Wait a moment!"
Luan Yan saw that Ming Ri was about to bid farewell to Changsheng, so he stopped him immediately.
"how?"
Mingri stopped, turned his head and glanced at Luan Yan and asked.
Luan Yan knew what kind of person Ci Changsheng was. If Ming Ri really invited him here, Jing Xi would definitely die.
The reason why Mingri and other people in Jianlu behaved in a domineering manner was actually following the rules set by Ci Changsheng.
It is much harder to save Jingxun's life in the hands of Ci Changsheng than in the hands of Mingri.
"If you bid farewell to Changsheng, you don't have to go and invite me."
Luan Yan pondered for a moment, frowned and looked at Ming Ri and said, "Give me some face, and I will give Jianlu an explanation."
"How are you going to give it?"
Seeing that Luan Yan's attitude softened, Mingri asked indifferently.
Luan Yan frowned deeply, glanced at Jingxun who was seriously injured on the ground, and then said to Mingri, "Jingxun assassinated the Jianlu disciples. I will ask the sect master for instructions and expel her from Zhengyang Shenzong after she recovers! Today, I hope you can spare Jingxun's life. If you meet her again in the future, you can kill her and I will never stop you!"
"Do you still have to wait for her to recover?"
Mingri sneered, seeming unwilling to accept Luan Yan's explanation.
When Jingxun was seriously injured, any Shenjun realm warrior could kill her if she was expelled from Zhengyang Shenzong.
But if she waits until she recovers from her injuries, it will take a Shenhou realm warrior to kill her.
Who knows how long it will take for Jingxun to recover from his injuries.
Mingri didn't have the heart to keep paying attention to Jingxun and waste this time.
At this time, Ling Tian's thoughts were different from Ming Ri's, and he took the initiative to say to Ming Ri, "Uncle Ming Ri, in my opinion, let's give this senior some face."
According to Luan Yan's wishes, he had to save Jingxun's life, but he could only save it this time.
Perhaps Luan Yan once owed Jingxun a favor and wanted to repay it this time.
Luan Yan's attitude in expelling Jingxun from Zhengyang Shenzong gave Jianlu enough face.
If Mingri still refuses to take a step back, he may cause Luan Yan's displeasure.
No matter what, Luan Yan was the deputy sect leader of Zhengyang Shenzong, and Zhengyang Shenzong and Jianlu had a close relationship and were inseparable.
This face should be given to some extent.
As for killing Jingxun, you will never suffer any future troubles.
If Mingri doesn't take action, he has other ways.
"Um?"
After Mingri heard what Ling Tian said, he stopped insisting, "This matter started because of you. Since you opened your mouth, I will give Luan Yan this face!"
After speaking, he turned around, left this place, and returned to Wuji Peak.
"Ling Tian, right? Thank you very much!"
Seeing that Ling Tian hadn't left yet, Luan Yan cast an approving look at him.
"Senior, you're welcome!"
Ling Tian smiled slightly and said nothing more.
He gave Luan Yan the face to let Jingxun go this time, but that didn't mean he would let Jingxun go.
If a Shenhou realm warrior who has murderous intentions towards him remains alive, he will undoubtedly be a huge hidden danger.
call……
Ling Tian's steps trembled slightly as he left from the top of Fenglei Peak.
However, he had no intention of going to Wuji Peak with Ming Ri.
Not long after, the figure came to the Zhengyang Shenzong Linggathering Hall and descended.
At the entrance of the Juling Hall, there were two Demigod Realm disciples guarding the entrance.
"I'm here to get the magic stone!"
Ling Tian didn't waste any time and directly took out the token given by Ci Changsheng and showed it to the two of them.
"Jianlu Order?"
The two people's eyes flashed and they looked at each other.
Following one of them, he took a step forward, raised his hands to Ling Tian and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, please wait a moment, I will go and ask the Hall Master to come over."
"good!"
Ling Tian nodded and urged the person, "I hope you can hurry up."
Upon hearing this, the man immediately turned around and walked into the Ling Gathering Hall.
Not long after, the man left and came back.
But there was a middle-aged man in white robe walking in front of him.
"Are you a disciple of Jianlu?"
The middle-aged man in white robe came to Ling Tian and asked Ling Tian with a smile.
"Jianlu disciple, Ling Tian!"
Ling Tian cupped his hands toward the white-robed middle-aged man and replied.
"For Ci Changsheng to ask you to come for such an important matter, you really don't take Zhengyang Shenzong seriously anymore."
The middle-aged man in white robe said with an unhappy expression on his face.
"Senior, what do you mean by this?"
Ling Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and cast a doubtful look at the white-robed middle-aged man.
He felt that the white-robed middle-aged man in front of him seemed unwilling to give him the Immortal Demon Stone.
"nothing."
The middle-aged man in white robe said calmly, "If you can't take the Immortal Demon Stone, go back and tell Ci Changsheng that either the second generation of Jianlu will come to pick it up, or Mu Feng will come to pick it up."
"Senior, I have the Sword House Order, am I not qualified?"
Ling Tian raised his shuriken Lu Ling and asked the white-robed middle-aged man.
"not qualified!"
The middle-aged man in white robe replied unceremoniously.
Before Mu Feng worshiped in Jianlu, Qiu Zhen and Hai Tian kept coming to get the fairy magic stone.
However, because the second generation disciples of Jianlu didn't have much demand for the Immortal Demon Stone, the two of them together didn't come to Juling Hall to get the Immortal Demon Stone that many times.
Later, Mu Feng joined Jian Lu and became the third generation chief disciple of Jian Lu. This task fell to Mu Feng.
Now, Jianlu has recruited several third-generation disciples after selection.
The task of coming to the Juling Hall to collect the Immortal Demon Stone fell on Ling Tian.
Ling Tian saw that the middle-aged man in white robe was deliberately making things difficult, so he put away the Jianlu Ling with a smile.
Then, he turned over his hand and took out another token, showed it in front of the white-robed middle-aged man and said, "What if we add a true immortal token?"
"True Immortal Order?"
The middle-aged man in white robes' eyes flashed and he stared at the True Immortal Token in Ling Tian's hand to confirm.
At this moment, Ling Tian put away the True Immortal Token and said to the white-robed middle-aged man with a smile, "Senior, think carefully whether to give the Immortal Demon Stone or not. Don't cause unnecessary trouble because of a wrong decision. I If I return empty-handed, I’m afraid the next time someone comes to Jianlu, they won’t be so polite.”
The True Immortal Order was given by the Zixiao Temple and could be regarded as a life-saving talisman.
The middle-aged man in white robe never thought of harming Ling Tian, but he also understood that the True Immortal Order had other meanings besides saving his life.
If nothing else, it at least proves that Ling Tian is the person favored by Zixiao Temple.
"Are you threatening me?"
The middle-aged man in white robe frowned slightly and asked Ling Tiandao.
What Ling Tian said just now made him feel very uncomfortable.
"I'm reminding senior."
Ling Tian bowed towards the white-robed middle-aged man, showing his respect.
"Haha...you have courage!"
The middle-aged man in white robe was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "The disciples of Jianlu are indeed extraordinary. Your madness matches that of Jianlu!"
After saying this, his palm trembled slightly, he took out a ring and threw it towards Ling Tian and said, "Take the Immortal Demon Stone."
"Thank you, senior. Farewell!"
Ling Tian took the ring, counted the number of immortal demon stones, and then bowed to the white-robed middle-aged man.
Finally, he turned around, stepped into the air, and left this place.
