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Chapter 82 Why Don’t You Care?
She kept the position of the sect leader for herself. In other sects, it was no big deal for the sect leader to go into seclusion for a hundred years. Jiaoxi felt that there should be no problem if she went into seclusion as well.
She talked about it in the forum and then went into seclusion.
Lin Luo also went into seclusion.
He realized a lot in the retreat room and made great progress.
A hundred years passed, and when Lin Luo opened the door of the retreat room, he felt as if he was in another world.
But after taking a closer look, it seems to be the same.
The sky is still as blue, the water is still as clear, and the flowers, plants and trees are as lush as before.
He walked out of the retreat room happily, and before he had gone far he saw a kitten.
There was a disciple from Jianfeng next to the kitten. He was carrying a sword and wearing the uniform of a Lingxiao Sect disciple. He must be a disciple from Jianfeng.
Lin Luo had never seen this person before. He should be a new disciple of Jianfeng who was accepted in the past hundred years.
He saw the kitten rushing towards the Jianfeng disciple, and then suddenly fell at the feet of the Jianfeng disciple.
Jianfeng's cat still likes to scam people.
Then Lin Luo saw the Jindan-stage disciple of Jianfeng raise his foot.
Lin Luo suspected that he was going to step on the kitten.
No way, that shouldn't be possible. Such a thing has never happened in Lingxiao Sect.
wrong.
Why isn't this cat wearing a vestment?
Lin Luo held the cat in his arms.
It was too late. It was trampled by the Jindan stage sword cultivator. Its eyeballs were crushed and its bones were shattered. Lin Luo held it firmly and lowered his head to listen to its breathing.
And breathing.
"I'm sorry, Brother. If I had known this was your cat, I would have been gentler."
The Jianfeng disciple beside him said to him with a smile.
Lin Luo pulled out the Kongling and flew towards Qianqiu Peak.
Only now did he notice that he was flying too fast and the strong wind would make the kitten very uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand to block the wind for the kitten and flew even faster.
The notice board at the entrance of Qianqiu Peak stated that Jianfeng monks were prohibited from entering, but Lin Luo ignored it and rushed in directly, wanting to find Yi Qianqiu to heal the kitten.
Alchemy practitioners will definitely be able to cure it. They are cultivators in the world of cultivation and are alchemy practitioners.
It will definitely be cured.
He didn't find Yi Qianqiu.
Fortunately, another Dan cultivator noticed his situation and took the initiative to rescue the kitten.
The kitten was rescued.
Its bones became tough and its eyes regained their spirit. Lin Luo touched its head and the kitten trembled in his palm.
"Please leave it at Danfeng." Dan Xiu, who took the initiative to rescue the kitten, said to him.
Has this place become Danfeng?
Lin Luo nodded.
He walked out of the ward and saw many young Danxiu girls who were even thinner than him along the way.
Looks similar to Yi Qianqiu.
The difference is that Yi Qianqiu looks more energetic, while these children look listless.
"Ancestor, what happened in the past hundred years?"
No response.
"Ancestor?"
Lin Luo opened the jade token and searched, but there was no trace of the ancestor in it.
Then the Discipline Hall...
Lin Luo rushed over and found that the Discipline Hall seemed to be still operating normally.
There are many Jianfeng disciples training here, and half of the main peak area has been designated for training.
Although the main peak was originally open to anyone, it was still a bit too much to directly occupy half of the space. The main peak was very large, and all the spiritual peaks in Lingxiao Sect were also very large. After a hundred years, each spiritual peak had accepted countless new disciples, and the cave residence was still very spacious.
In fact, only a small area is enough for them to practice.
Looking at them like this, it didn't seem like they were doing this for the first day. Lin Luo suddenly felt that this Lingxiao Sect was a little unfamiliar.
He had to find someone to find out what was going on.
In the largest dojo on the main peak, Lin Luo saw Xie Xuan.
Xie Xuan is in class.
Her lectures are very organized.
Lin Luo stood in the corner, listening to her lecture.
Xie Xuan gave a lecture and asked everyone to follow and practice. Half of the people followed and practiced, a small half just did it perfunctorily, and another group of people walked directly to Xie Xuan.
A man stood out from the crowd, stood in front of Xie Xuan, and suddenly drew his sword to attack Xie Xuan.
Xie Xuan originally thought they had some questions to ask, and had no time to react. She only caught the tip of the sword with two fingers at the last moment. The blade had already touched her skin and was against her neck.
This sword is of extremely high grade. It is an old sword stored in the main peak and was once used by Xie Xuan.
She clenched the tip of the sword, but ultimately did not break it.
"Teacher Xie, how about this sword?"
The disciple who drew his sword towards her smiled and asked, "Are you qualified to take the teacher's place in class?"
Xie Xuan frowned and was in no mood to answer him.
He sheathed his sword and turned around, saying to the other disciples, "Anyone who thinks I'm qualified, please step forward!"
Half of the disciples took a step forward immediately, while another small half were slower, and finally everyone took a step forward.
Xie Xuan took one last look at them and left the arena with his sword.
She didn't seem to know much about Jianfeng's current situation.
Yes, Xie Xuan is actually very similar to him, both of them have been practicing sword for many years.
Lin Luo watched the group of people cheering and followed them towards Food Peak.
Dishes for celebration had been prepared in the Food Peak. Lin Luo found a few older food cultivators nearby and asked them. He learned that Rong You had left Lingxiao Sect ten years ago and had gone to the outside world to rob rare ingredients.
Yi Qianqiu went to the outside world to discuss business, Xie Ding was in seclusion, and Yuan Che developed a huge game and has not come out of it yet.
This is known to everyone in Lingxiao Sect. Everyone posted an announcement on the forum and assigned things to others, and it ended up like this.
"What happened to the Patriarch?"
"Because the Fu cultivators are all slacking off."
The maintenance work of the ancestor has always been done by Fu Xiu.
Lin Luo frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't figure out anything.
He saw that the group of people on Jianfeng were escorted out of Shifeng by a group of food cultivators and returned to Jianfeng.
This group of people were drunk and started talking nonsense and saying weird things. Someone suggested smashing the statue, and then they actually flew high into the sky on their swords and came to the front of the statue.
Lin Luo no longer hesitated. He stretched out his hand and pressed down in the air, pushing all the people back to the ground.
Then he raised his head again and looked at the statue.
There are already signs of damage on it.
A soul cultivator passing by Jianfeng seemed to sense something and looked upwards.
He saw it was raining.
He was on his way to Fufeng, intending to settle accounts with Fu Xiu.
"Why is this game down again? Why is your game down every day?"
The Fu Xiu who received him said bluntly: "We have no money."
"How can you game developers be out of money? I've put so much money in it."
"I don't know. Go ask Danfeng."
"Hasn't the Discipline Hall discovered all the money Danfeng embezzled?"
"yes."
"Then why do you have no money?"
“We just don’t have the money.”
Cen He wanted to ask again how a game developer could be out of money.
Fu Xiu on the opposite side looked at his mouth shape and guessed what he was going to ask.
"You can ask someone on the main peak. I don't know anyway."
"Does anyone at the main peak know?"
"Yes, they know everything."
Cen He really ran to the main peak to ask.
He first went to the Discipline Hall, and after asking this question, he was violently touched by a group of sword cultivators. He felt that the sword cultivators nowadays were becoming more and more shameless, and all they did all day was touch the soul cultivators.
Then he went to the warehouse on the main peak.
You can find some instrument repairers here. It just so happens that his large jade pendant is broken. After asking this question, you can ask them to repair it.
He found a cute looking weapon cultivator who didn't look like he would do anything to others, and went up to him to explain the situation.
"You're asking me this? Because Jianfeng took all the money."
As she spoke, she placed a pile of glowing magic weapons in the warehouse.
Cen He looked at it carefully.
That’s right, this is definitely a magic weapon, a magic weapon with quality above the earth level.
"Is it Senior Sister Qiu?"
"Hey, do you know me?"
Cen He didn't recognize this face.
There are not many cultivators in Qifeng who can refine magic weapons, and there are only three elders who have the authority to manage the warehouse. Senior Sister Huang has returned to the Huang family to take over the family, Senior Sister Sui is in seclusion, and the only one left in Lingxiao Sect is Senior Sister Qiu.
So anyone can guess who she is.
Qiu Lu also thought of this and did not ask any more questions.
Cen He really wanted to ask more: "Senior Sister, are you and my Senior Sister Cen very familiar with each other? My last name is Cen too."
"Yes, she is very familiar. Do you miss her? I'll take you there."
Cen He froze.
He just said it casually. His Cen is not the Cen of Cen Xi.
When he looked up again, Cen Xi was sitting in front of him, drinking milk tea.
Cen He was a little panicked.
Senior Sister Cen handed him a cup of milk tea.
Cen He took a sip and felt much more relaxed.
"You're very nervous. Do you have something serious to talk to me about?"
Cen Xi put down the milk tea, looked at him and asked.
Cen He tried hard to think of what serious matter he could bring up.
With his rich external incarnations, he actually thought of something serious.
"Many sword cultivators are dissatisfied with Senior Sister Xie and want to expel her from the dojo. Have you heard about this, Senior Sister Cen?"
"I haven't heard of it yet."
"What should we do? Should we go help Senior Sister Xie?"
Cen Xi took a sip of milk tea.
Let her, a sword cultivator in the Void Stage, help a sword cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage?
What a creative idea.
Cen He felt that neither Cen Xi nor Qiu Lu had any intention of taking action.
He was a little anxious. This was really a serious matter.
"Senior Sister Xie is a very kind person. Are you really not going to help her? Those sword cultivators are becoming more and more unreasonable. You are all elders, so why don't you do anything about it?"
"What do you care?"
"We can't let Senior Sister Xie be kicked out of the dojo!"
"The thing you're talking about, Xie Xuan being kicked out of the dojo, uh, this thing..."
Qiu Lu brought a plate of ice porridge from the kitchen and asked, "Who is really at a disadvantage? Why don't you think about it again?"
Cen He thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out.
But he felt that these two senior sisters were quite gentle towards him, so he continued to talk about serious matters.
"Isn't it a bad idea for the Discipline Hall to be managed by those sword cultivators like this?"
They are really annoying. They can't do their job well, they talk nonsense even though they clearly didn't get the money, and they keep touching others. Can't they replace them?
"We weapon cultivators are busy refining weapons, talisman cultivators are busy writing spells, food cultivators are busy cooking, and pill cultivators are busy refining pills. You came to me to talk about this. Are you trying to exchange it for a soul cultivator?"
Cen He shook his head: "We soul cultivators need to play games."
Cen Xi choked on his milk tea.