Chapter 04 What a sect bully! He is Xiaobai’s beloved child!

As soon as he finished speaking, several black footprints appeared on Yan Jinjin, who was still playing with the little white cricket.

This made Xiaobai stunned.

【The little fat goose is so fast. 】

Fan Wuzhi, who thought that his junior sister was frightened, heard this unexpected voice.

Okay, okay, my junior sister is still a three-year-old child, we can’t expect her to have any knowledge.

[Little Baibai is not the big white goose we saw on the road earlier, it is a crane. ]

A little book about raising a child must correct the child’s cognition!

"You're a petty thief, huh? I'll beat you up!

You still have a weird temper, don't you? I'll beat you up!

You dare to make up stories about me, Yan Jinjin, you are tired of living!"

“I wasn’t wrong, you sect bully!

My new clothes, I won't let you go!"

The man and the Heshui Lingling wrestled with each other.

However, it can only be said that Yan Jinjin was beaten unilaterally.

"stop!

Is it appropriate for you, a sect's sacred beast, to attack in front of the younger generation?

Is it right for you, as a senior brother, to gossip in front of your junior sister?"

Fan Wuzhi finally suppressed the man and the crane by force.

The two stood in a row like quails.

"Humph, Master Brother, let me go. You are not allowed to bully the weak. And I am not spreading rumors. It is the sect's bully!"

"Xiao Fan, let me go. Don't look down on me because I am a crane with a low level of cultivation. One day, I will beat you all in the Qingling Sect and make them call me ancestors."

The man and the crane were bound by Fan Wuzhi's spiritual power.

"Hey, you still want to attack our Qingling Sect, you stinky fat goose. I'll beat you!" Xiaobai said and then punched Linghe.

Linghe felt like it was going to meet its ancestors after this punch, and there were many of its ancestors right in front of it!

[Hahaha, Xiao Baibai, you are too violent.

However, there is a hint that the luck of this fat beast has also been sucked away. It should have awakened its own bloodline in the near future, but now, not to mention its bloodline, even its cultivation is declining.

Xiao Baibai, you have to help it. 】

After listening to this, Fan Wuzhi also began to think. At first, when he saw Linghe's cultivation level decline, he thought it was some bad luck that encountered something.

After all, for some reason, my own sect has been unlucky from top to bottom.

Now, after listening to Xiaoshu's words, it was the words "luck being sucked away" that made Fan Wuzhi think, could it be that this is the case with him and his junior brother?

Because that's the only way to explain what happened.

In an instant, Fan Wuzhi felt that the mysterious things that he had been unable to understand before gradually became clear.

On the contrary, Yan Jinjin was a bit insensitive. Even after hearing it, she said in her heart: You deserve it, you stinky goose!

Yes, he felt that what the junior sister described was very accurate, as fat as a stinky goose.

You deserve it for not being able to awaken your bloodline, you’re a bully.

Fan Wuzhi felt that the person who was absorbing the luck behind the scenes must be extraordinary, but he didn't know how long this game of chess had been played.

If it was only targeting the Qingling Sect, then was it a formation or a spell?

Should we target the lower orders in the sect? Or should we defeat them one by one?

It seems that everything needs to be investigated carefully.

Looking at Xiaobai playing with the mythical beast, Fan Wuzhi couldn't help but sigh that he was very grateful to his junior sister for coming to them.

No matter what the junior sister’s mission, purpose, or identity is.

But since the junior sister had no ill intentions towards the sect, he would not dig into her questions.

Perhaps this is the turning point in the fate of everyone in the Qingling Sect, and it is also a blessing.

But I don't want to rely on my junior sister and Xiaoshu for everything.

As a cultivator, you should take control of your own destiny.

If fate is unfair, then break it. If it doesn't work once, try again. Otherwise, why practice Taoism?

As he thought about it, Fan Wuzhi felt like he had entered an extremely mysterious state.

I seemed to be receiving a lot of things, but at the same time I was dizzy from the impact.

"The leader has suddenly realized something. All elders, come to the sect gate and protect us!"

A middle-aged man wearing black clothes, with a handsome appearance, eight feet tall, and exuding a majestic aura appeared, and then transmitted a message to the sect.

"Great elder, it's you. Great! Can you help me untie it? I also want to protect the head brother."

Yan Jinjin didn't know why Fan Wuzhi had such an epiphany, but it was a good thing.

"Shut up."

The great elder casually gave Yan Jinjin a silencing spell.

"Hehe, Xiao Baibai, right? I'm not the bully of the sect, don't listen to this silly boy's nonsense." Linghe had a flattering smile on his face.

The elders who came later saw that although the few people were confused, they still wanted to protect the master.

Only when the elder of the spirit beasts saw his own bully →_→ the divine beast Linghe, talking and trying to please a three-year-old child with a fawning face, did he guess that Xiaobai was definitely not simple.

"You, bad guy, want to attack the Qingling Sect."

"No, Xiao Baibai, I'm just bragging. Look at my cultivation level now, right? I don't know how to get it back up."

Ling He said this deliberately to try out a solution.

Although it was knocked unconscious by the punch just now, fortunately it heard the child's voice.

Moreover, it actually saw a book sitting on the child's shoulders, talking, and having hands and feet.

At first I thought it was an illusion, but after listening to them for a while, I realized it wasn't.

Probably book elves, who knows, elves! Wasn’t this tribe extinct and written into the book?

It is said that there was a great war tens of thousands of years ago and many people were destroyed.

I heard that from the elders in my clan when I was a child.

But I was too young at that time and I can’t remember many things clearly.

But today I actually saw it.

"Don't worry. Although I can't help you for now, I will definitely help you recover if you are well."

After Xiaobai finished speaking, he recalled the scene in which he saw an old grandfather comforting his grandson.

He stood on tiptoe and touched the crane's head.

Why is it standing on tiptoe? Whose crane is about the height of a five or six-year-old child, and as strong as a small earthen hill.

Yan Jinjin was crying: Wuuwu~ It's bad, it's bad, the little one is going to be kidnapped by the sect's bully, Master, please wake up quickly and untie me.

Perhaps Yan Jinjin's prayers worked, and Fan Wuzhi woke up.

"Congratulations, Master, for your enlightenment."

The Great Elder was the first to congratulate Fan Wuzhi.

The other elders followed closely behind.

Seeing that the elders were hesitant to speak, Fan Wuzhi immediately spoke out.

"There are too many people here, let's go back to the sect and talk."

He simply waved his hand and took the two people and the crane opposite to the sect lobby.

No one noticed that since Xiaobai entered the Qingling Sect, the sect's protective formation, which had been buried and forgotten for thousands of years and had been passed down since the early days of the Qingling Sect, had been activated.

This just happened to allow the Qingling Sect to avoid a disaster in the world of immortal cultivation not long after.

"Master, was this some kind of adventure? Did you suddenly have an epiphany right in front of the sect gate?"