Chapter 42: Teach the juniors a lesson.

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"Hall Master Su Xin, your disciple is domineering and domineering, breaking the contract, taking away all the treasures in the tomb, breaking promises, and acting boldly. As true disciples, Senior Brother Gu Shaobai and I naturally have to teach him a lesson to prevent him from acting recklessly in the future. , getting into trouble." Yan Yu said coldly, emphasizing his identity as a true disciple deliberately in his words, as if to make Su Xin afraid.

"Lesson?" Su Xin's beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips pursed in a slight arc, and then she raised her hand and waved it in the air.

"Pa!" A sharp palm wind suddenly hit Mianyu's beautiful face.

The slap came so suddenly that Mianyu was stunned on the spot.

Everyone in the field was stunned. They saw Yanyu covering her face and looking at Su Xin blankly. After a while, she came back to her senses. There was shame and anger in her eyes. She stretched out a finger and pointed at Su Xin tremblingly. : "You, you! How dare you hit me! Do you know who I am! The two saints Ling Yue and Qingfeng who are in charge of the entire Zhenwu Academy are my distant maternal grandmother and grandfather. How dare you hit me!?"

"It's you I'm beating!" Su Xin Meimei had her own majesty and smiled coldly, "You two short-sighted juniors, and I, the people of Su Xin Tang, are the ones you are qualified to teach? What do you mean by those two deities from the Zhenwu Academy? The saint is your distant relative. When you said that, I remembered it. I met Ling Yue two days ago. She said that there was someone in the Zhenwu Academy who used her name to show off his power everywhere. It seems that he was talking about you. Since If she is touched by me, then I will have to teach you, a junior like you, a lesson for her."

As Su Xin spoke, the wind from her palm hit the other side of Mian Yu's face again.

"Ah!" Yanyu screamed in pain, tears streaming down her face. It's true that Ling Yue is her distant relative, but in fact, she has never met Ling Yue, and the latter has never acknowledged her. There is Ling Yue in the True Disciple Academy. Yue Qingfeng, these two distant relatives, usually walked around under this name, and all the disciples in the True Disciple Academy fawned over her. Now that Su Xin's words exposed her, she was so embarrassed and angry that she wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in.

"Su Xin! Our true disciples are only under the jurisdiction of the elders in the courtyard. Your control is too lenient, right?" Gu Shaobai couldn't help shouting.

But before he finished speaking, there was a slap on the face, and the palm wind containing spiritual power made his face red and swollen.

"Young junior, you dare to call me Su Xin by my first name? Didn't your master Xiao Ling teach you how to respect your master?" Su Xin waved her hand lightly, "The True Inheritance Disciple Academy has strict regulations and you are not allowed to take action against the disciples in the academy. You broke the rules by making things difficult for my Suxintang disciples today. I will report this matter to the Great Elder, Gu Heyi truthfully, and he will decide how to punish him. Now, you can get out."

"You!" Gu Shaobai and Yanyu gritted their teeth bitterly, but they knew that Su Xin was far superior to them in terms of strength and status. If they continued to entangle with each other, they would only bring humiliation to themselves. All they had to do now was endure the anger and turn around angrily.

After the two left, the Burial Soul Mountain Range finally calmed down.

Su Xin came to Chen Xuan and checked Chen Xuan's injuries, but found nothing.

"Hall Master, Xiao Qi..."

"The pulse is stable, there are no injuries inside or outside, and the spiritual power is running smoothly. There is no problem. He just fainted. Let's take him back to the academy to rest."

As everyone left, a piece of bluestone in the Soul Burial Mountain Range began to vibrate. As the surface of the bluestone cracked, a golden coffin was revealed.

The lid of the coffin was kicked open from the inside, and a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe came out. He had a majestic face and was not angry. His words and deeds were in line with the principles of heaven and earth, making everyone feel a sense of " The illusion that everything this person says is the truth.”

"Who actually has such magical power to pull out my secret dragon vein!?"

The aura belonging to the saint suddenly swept across the world, and countless bloodthirsty giant wolves worshiped in front of him.

He grabbed a bloodthirsty giant wolf from the air. What the bloodthirsty giant saw in the secret realm and what he saw outside the secret realm were all reflected in front of this middle-aged man.

"It turns out it was him who pulled out my dragon vein." The middle-aged man smiled coldly and started to walk away.

But at this moment, Chen Duxiu appeared behind him, "Fellow Taoist, are you trying to cause trouble for my son?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened and he thought for a moment, "Why, your son pulled out my dragon vein, shouldn't I ask him to get it back?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Duxiu's mouth curved slightly, "Since you are determined to touch my son, there is no need to discuss it. Just draw the sword."

The middle-aged man also raised his lips slightly, "You really think I'm afraid of you!"

As soon as the words fell, the two people disappeared immediately. A moment later, a peak in the distance exploded in an instant. Among the splashing rocks, two magic lights collided several times in the air and then rushed straight into the air. Gone into the sky.

Chen Duxiu held a crimson Yanyue Sword and fought with the middle-aged man holding two maces.

Every blow in the battle between the saints is enough to kill. Although the battle between the two is simple enough to make people feel bored, their powerful killing intent is outrageous.

As Chen Duxiu succeeded in his attack, the middle-aged man's body immediately collapsed from the wound. Within a moment, the middle-aged man turned into a ball of majestic spiritual power, scattered in the world, and a saint appeared. Fall.

As Chen Duxiu left, the middle-aged man's treasures were collected by the eight guardians who cleaned up the battlefield and brought back to the Chen Mansion.

Monster Continent, southwest of the continent, Zhenwuyuan.

With the success of Xinghaitu's opening of meridians and marrow cleansing, Chen Xuan finally regained control of his body drive at this moment.

After reporting their safety to their senior sister and the hall master, the seven of them began to take stock of the treasures obtained from this trip to the secret realm.

Each of the seven people holds what they need, and the remaining useless things are exchanged for spiritual stones in the courtyard and used to improve their cultivation.

In the Zhenwu Academy, in addition to daily practice and lectures, the disciples also have to take over the tasks assigned by the sect.

The tasks assigned to the subordinates will be determined according to the strength of the disciples. Everyone has a share, and they can form a team or work alone.

Leaving aside other disciple tasks, just today, Chen Xuan received a task to deal with evil cultivators.

Considering that it was Chen Xuan's first time receiving a mission and he lacked mission experience, Fu Xueqing decided to let Meng Qi accompany Chen Xuan to complete the mission.

Chen Xuan wanted to refuse, but seeing that Fu Xueqing was determined and eloquent, it was difficult to say anything for a while, so she had to agree.

Riding the flaming sword eagle, Meng Qi began to introduce the rules of the mission, "Although Zhenwu Academy is a school, it is also a cultivation gate. Most of the pursuit missions sent are to deal with casual cultivators. We don't have to worry about other forces. Of course, except for the target to be killed in the mission, we must not interfere in matters other than the mission, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble for the sect."

Chen Xuan nodded, "This is understandable."

The flaming sword eagle travels thousands of miles a day, but within a moment, Chen Xuan and his two men arrived at the village where the incident occurred.