This voice raised the hearts of the people in the room to their throats.
If they were discovered, they would be drowned in the saliva of the female cultivators from various sects!
"Oh!" Lin Yun hurriedly pulled over the inner garment used to wrap the bellyband, spread it out, grabbed a handful of bellybands and placed it on top.
The message said: "Senior brother, quickly get your bellybands! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
The four people quickly threw the hot potato in their hands with spiritual power.
After Lin Yun finished wrapping, he took out a golden basin and threw the bellyband in, and the spiritual fire in his palm fell.
One by one, the exquisite bellybands gradually turned into ashes under the high temperature, except for one.
No matter how much the spiritual fire burns, the red bellyband embroidered with the Chinese character "Hai" cannot be burnt.
Su Zichen pointed outside and said silently: "This is a defensive weapon!"
Just then there was another sound from outside.
"I am the seventh elder of the Taixu Sect Law Enforcement Hall. A magical weapon belonging to a disciple of the Wanyao Sect was stolen, and his aura disappeared nearby. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I ask the disciples of the Lianhua Sect to remove the restriction and let me go in to investigate. Ichiban.”
The people in the room were in a hurry, each one holding his bellyband and trying to destroy it with violence.
Ye Ling steadied his breath and replied, "Seventh Elder, please wait a moment."
After a few breaths, the restriction that enveloped the small courtyard dissipated little by little.
He Suying, the seventh elder of the Taixu Sect, walked into the small courtyard with Hailian, a disciple of the Wanyao Sect.
The monks from the Xingyue Sect opposite came out to watch the fun, and word spread quickly, and all the monks living nearby came over to eat melon.
The whole courtyard was crowded with people, staring at Lin Yun's room.
inside the house.
A square table and chairs appeared out of thin air, and six people sat around the table, looking at the seventh elder and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect who came in with smiles on their faces.
"What are you..." He Suying looked at the carved wooden block on the table with curiosity in his eyes.
"We are playing mahjong." Lin Yun stirred the mahjong made of wooden blocks back and forth with his hands.
The steamed bun lay obediently on her shoulder, looking harmless.
"Yeah yeah."
Everyone agreed together, imitating the little junior sister's movements and rubbing.
"The big competition is coming soon. I'm a little nervous. Relax before the competition," Lin Yun said while folding mahjong. "We at the Lianhua Sect are sitting upright. We can look around and check as much as we like."
"Ahem," Mu Yuan coughed twice unnaturally.
Su Zichen patted him hard on the back: "Fourth Senior Brother, I asked you to stand on the cliff and play the flute all the time at night. You might be cold."
"Cough cough cough cough..." He nodded repeatedly and coughed in cooperation.
People eating melon outside: Can monks still catch cold?
"My disciple Hai Lian from the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect is being rude." After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and felt it carefully: "It's strange, the aura was still there just now, why did it disappear after a while?"
Lin Yundao said: "Maybe the thief escaped with Daoist Friend Hai's treasure and lost his breath."
She nodded: "Elder He, there is none here. Let's look elsewhere."
When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the golden basin under the table, which contained dark liquid and seemed to have some floating objects.
"What's in the basin under your table?"
"Ah, my fifth senior brother's foot washing water." Lin Yun said with disdain between his brows, "He only washes his feet once a month. Because of the incident with the prostitute in Mu Ling Pavilion, he came back before he could wash his feet."
"I couldn't stand his athlete's foot, so I happened to have a basin and fetched water to wash his feet."
Su Zichen:?
"The floating objects on the water?"
"It's dead skin scraped off his feet." Lin Yun took out a knife and handed it to Hai Lian: "It's a pedicure tool. Would you like one, Miss?"
Su Zichen:? ? This pot is so heavy!
Hailian took a step back in panic: "No, no need."
She looked at the elders in the deacon hall again: "Does the seventh elder need it?"
"No need." He Suying looked at the blade and marveled. How thick of dead skin would require such a sharp knife?
The monks who were close to him were whispering to each other.
"Which fifth senior brother is she talking about?"
"It's the fair and fair one across from her."
"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. Who would have thought that such a clean boy only washes his feet once a month, and the foot washing water is darker than ink, yUe..."
"Socks can probably kill a mouse."
He Suying then thought of a question: "Why do you guys want to impose a ban?"
Ye Ling's hand holding the cards tightened and she smiled gently: "The laughter that the little junior sister has when she wins the cards is too special. I'm afraid it will affect other monks, so I don't put a ban on it."
Lin Yun turned the knife in his hand and inserted it on the table: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahagoosegogogogo..."
The laughter was so contagious that several teenagers couldn't help laughing.
"Wahahahahahaha..."
"Seventh Elder, look." Ye Ling's eyes were sincere, as if he was saying I didn't lie to you.
"You did the right thing!" He Suying turned around and walked out: "Look elsewhere."
Seeing the yard full of people: "You should disperse too."
The bustling courtyard suddenly returned to calm.
Before leaving, Hai Lian glanced at their faces. The people in this sect seemed to be mentally abnormal.
After confirming that everyone was gone, Lin Yun patted his chest and said, "It's almost like a fish stuck in a pot that can't turn over."
He tugged Steamed Bun's ear and said, "I'll give you away next time!"
"Ouch~" Steamed Bun stretched out his little tongue and licked her earlobe.
Chen Qianchao bent over and picked up the iron basin, looked at the black water and said: "Little junior sister, your Bone Transformation Pill is even more powerful, it can even melt magic weapons."
Pei Zhi knocked on the wall of the basin: "I'm more curious about what kind of refinement this basin is made of. The magic weapon has been melted and it is still intact."
Speaking of this, Lin Yun's body ached: "This is a basin made of black iron. It takes twenty bottles of bone-enhancing pills to get so much black iron. In terms of defense, it is better than Dudou."
"I see."
But wouldn’t it be a waste of money to make a basin out of precious black iron?
Mu Yuan said: "Little junior sister, you are not really using this basin to wash your feet, are you?"
"It's for cooking. It should still be usable after washing."
"..."
She walked out of the room with a basin and poured the black water into the soil.
After cleaning, I put them back into the space. When I returned to the room, I saw them studying mahjong one by one.
When Su Zichen saw her coming back, he pulled her and pushed her down on the chair: "Little junior sister, please teach us how to play."
After a long time.
"Flowers on the pole! One hundred spirit stones for each person." Ye Ling's joyful voice came from the room.
Lin Yun: "Sister, you are extremely talented here. Let's go to the gambling house to play some other day."
"I'm afraid it's inappropriate."
"Take the disguise pill before going. We went to the gambling house to earn spiritual stones to improve the conditions of the sect. Master knows that he will not blame us."
"Young junior sister is right, I must go on this trip for the sake of our sect!"
The sound of mahjong lasted until midnight.
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Three days later, early morning.
The martial arts training ground that can accommodate thousands of people is divided into eight areas. Except for the Lianhua Sect area, the audience seats in other areas are full of people.
The martial arts training ground was buzzing with people, and the monks in the audience cheered for their favorite monks.
The first team to appear were six direct disciples of the host Taixu Sect.
“A once-in-a-century, peerless genius.
He cultivates both internally and externally, and is a model of immortality.
A talented young man will fall for you.
Heng sweeps everything and wins the competition. "
"Baili Shaoheng, you are the best, come on!"
"Shen Que! Ah! Shen Que, I love you!"
"Qingxue! You are so beautiful!"
"Wuchen, the underworld won't accept me, God won't save me, why don't you come and save me!"
"Ah, you are indeed the most beautiful woman. Lan Qiuling, you are responsible for your beauty, and I am responsible for the daily necessities!"
When Lin Yun entered the venue, his eardrums were almost shattered by the shouts.
Are the celebrities in the world of cultivation so crazy?
