180 When it comes to persimmons, pick the softest ones!
The Qiao family's house was magnificent, and the street in front of the house was also wide, enough for twenty horses to run side by side.
Zhao Shi covered Jiang Xin's ears, held her and walked in front, fearing that his little sister would be contaminated by the knowledge that Lin Yan and Wu Xin were discussing behind them.
They are obviously all natural spiritual realms, and I don’t know where Xizhou gets so many erotic stories from.
He walked quickly and soon arrived at the gate of Qiao's house, but was stopped by the high white jade steps.
Chu Linfeng walked behind him holding Jiang Xiao and asked in a low voice: "Fourth Senior Brother, how are we going to get in?"
On the way to Mubian City, Lin Yan and his companions discussed a specific action plan. They planned to visit the Qiao Mansion as disciples of the Tianshui Sect and sneak into the Qiao Mansion first.
After they contact Qiao Yanbo and lead him out, avoiding the Qiao family's fusion-stage cultivators, they will find an opportunity to kill Qiao Yanbo.
Qiao Yanbo is a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, so it would be difficult for them to defeat him in a group relying solely on their own cultivation.
But fortunately, they have backers and all have hidden trump cards.
They met Wuxin on the way and learned that the master had a spy at the gate of Qiao Mansion. That was why they went directly to visit Wucheng who was waiting outside the gate of Qiao Mansion as soon as they arrived in Mubian City.
Chu Linfeng was young, and the original task assigned to him was to protect Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao, so he didn't understand the specific process of the plan.
Zhao Shi took a deep breath and was about to step forward to hand over the visiting card from Tianshui Sect when the vermilion door opened from the inside and a young woman in bright red clothes walked out.
The woman's face was somewhat similar to Qiao Ye's, with prominent eyebrows and an impressive aura.
Zhao Shi recognized her identity at a glance - this was Qiao Ye's sister, Qiao Shihui.
Qiao Shihui had reached the Nascent Soul stage, and as soon as she walked out, she saw Zhao Shi standing at the door.
She looked him up and down, and was particularly curious about his face under the mask: "Why are you wearing a mask? What are you doing standing at my door?"
As they were talking, Lin Yan and Wu Xin also walked to Zhao Shi's side.
Qiao Shihui glanced at Zhao Shi, Jiang Xin, Chu Linfeng and Jiang Xiao, then looked at Lin Yan and Wu Xin, her expression suddenly sharp: "It's you!"
She stared at Wu Xin with an angry look, bursting out with the pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage.
The pressure was so strong that it could pin an ordinary Jindan-stage cultivator to the ground, but when it fell on Wuxin and the others, it was like a gentle breeze and had no effect on them at all.
They are all disciples of the immortal sect, how come they don’t have a few magical weapons to resist pressure?
But Wu Xin didn't understand why the other party showed such a strong murderous intention towards him as soon as they met: "Donor, please calm down. May I ask if I know you?"
"You killed my pet spirit. Do you think I recognize you?" Qiao Shihui asked gritting her teeth. She raised her hand and pulled out the long whip from her waist and slashed it towards Wuxin's face.
Although Wu Xin couldn't see, his cultivation was solid. He knew danger was approaching just by hearing the sound of breaking wind, so he pulled Lin Yan back immediately.
At the same time, Zhao Shi and Chu Linfeng each hugged their fellow disciples and fled away.
Jiang Xin was confused by this sudden scene and corrected him loudly: "Master, that is called salvation, it is to let him ascend to heaven early! How can you not know how to be grateful?"
This was too arrogant, Zhao Shi quickly covered her mouth to prevent Jiang Xin from continuing to incite hatred.
Wu Xin felt that what Jiang Xin said made a lot of sense, and nodded solemnly: "Young donor, you are right. I usually don't easily save the souls of pets. What kind of soul did you raise? Let me calculate the date. Maybe it has been successfully reincarnated and can continue our relationship with you."
"Damned bald donkey! I will save your soul now!" Qiao Shihui was furious and did not bother to answer Wuxin's question. She waved the long whip in her hand, and the powerful spiritual blade flew towards Wuxin.
These spiritual blades are extremely powerful, as if they can tear space apart.
Wu Xin threw Lin Yan to a safe area, holding a stick in one hand and a palm seal with the other, muttering something.
The golden Buddha light enveloped him, helping him to defend against Qiao Shihui's attacks.
Qiao Shihui was a little confused. She couldn't believe that her attack at the Nascent Soul stage would be blocked by this little monk at the Golden Core stage.
"What secret treasure do you have that can actually dodge my attack?" asked Qiao Shihui.
Wu Xin did have a secret treasure on him, but he felt that it was not the treasure's credit, and said truthfully: "I can dodge your attack without the secret treasure. You are too slow."
It would have been fine if she hadn't said this, but as soon as she said it it was as if an invisible hand slapped Qiao Shihui in the face.
Qiao Shihui became more and more angry and whipped faster. The blade formed by the huge spiritual power attacked Wu Xin frantically. The aftermath of the spiritual power hit the ground and smashed the hard bluestone bricks into pieces.
Jiang Xin sighed repeatedly as she watched: "These bluestone bricks are low-grade materials after all, and they were laid by the Qiao family themselves. How could they be destroyed just like this? What a waste of money."
Unlike her, she would feel very sad if the table in the school was scratched a little.
"You two find a place to hide. Fifth Junior Brother, you protect them." Zhao Shi put Jiang Xin down and motioned for the three of them to hide in the alley nearby.
Qiao Shihui has been unruly and domineering since she was a child. She never cherishes what she has, and would rather destroy what she cannot get than let others get it.
Zhaoshi suffered a lot from her when he was a child.
Unexpectedly, after more than ten years of separation, Qiao Shihui, who had average aptitude at the beginning, has now become a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
Although Wuxin has superb cultivation, this is the Qiao family's territory after all. Over time, outsiders like them will definitely be at a disadvantage.
A quick victory is the way to go.
Zhao Shi was just about to step forward to help Wu Xin when a group of Jindan-stage guards rushed out from the Qiao Mansion and stood on both sides of Qiao Shihui in a menacing manner.
Without even looking up, Qiao Shihui ordered, "Catch them all! Especially the pretty boy holding the gossip plate!"
These people immediately rushed towards Zhao Shi and Lin Yan with ferocious looks.
The silk thread wrapped around Zhaoshi's fingers seemed to come alive and flew towards these people.
The speed of those people slowed down visibly, and their bodies seemed to be stuck in a pool of thick mud, making it extremely difficult to move.
After a while, the two people in the front suddenly turned around and attacked their companions.
The companion was caught off guard and was hit hard by the palm. He fell backwards and bumped into someone behind him.
"Mr. Zhang, are you crazy? Why did you hit me?"
"Wang Hu, you traitor! Don't hit me!"
"Get up! You bumped into me!"
In an instant, these people were in chaos.
Transparent silk threads emerged from Zhao Shi's fingers, sank into the void, and then emerged from the void and sank into the bodies of Lao Zhang and Wang Hu, directly binding their souls, controlling their bodies, and causing them to turn against each other.
Silently, Zhao Shi transformed these two people into his puppets in a very short time.
As these two puppets launched their offensive, Zhao Shi was able to free up more spiritual awareness to control the third and fourth puppets.
This is the horror of a puppeteer.
It seemed that he was the only one there, but until the last moment, no one knew whether his companions had become puppets of this puppeteer.
Although Lin Yan is a fortune teller, everyone in Tianshui Sect agrees that he is weak, but he is still very capable in fighting outside.
He touched his face, seeming a little dissatisfied with the name of "pretty boy".
The exquisite and small Bagua plate was spinning in his palm. The Li Gua started fire and the Xun Gua started wind. The wind and fire worked together to form a fire tornado that forced back everyone who approached him.
Chu Linfeng held the sword and was eager to try, but he suppressed his desire to fight because he was worried about Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao behind him.
Fortunately, the Qiao family never disappoints.
After realizing that Zhao Shilin Yandu was very difficult to deal with, the guards of the Qiao family soon noticed Chu Linfeng and the two little ones hiding aside.
The three men were relatively young and were hiding in a safe area. It was obvious at first glance that they could not be fought.
Pick the softest persimmons!
Soon a group of guards rushed towards them.
Chu Linfeng drew his sword to fight, but he was alone and couldn't stop all eight people on the opposite side in a short time.
There was a man who was very fast, as quick as a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Jiang Xin and reached out to grab her.
But before his pale ghost hands touched Jiang Xin, he saw the little girl in front of him raise her little pink fist and blew on it: "Look at my awesome fist!"
That person sneered in his heart, thinking that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger and is still naive even when death is imminent.
But before he could finish this thought, he saw the warm little fist hit his face and knocked him away.
The man's mind went blank.
How come he couldn't sense any spiritual power when this little girl made her move? ? ?
When his companion who was originally going to capture Jiang Xin saw this scene, his instinct for survival made him change direction in time, passing by Jiang Xin and heading straight for Jiang Xiao who was protected by her behind her.
"Look at my senior sister's awesome fist!" Jiang Xiao clenched his fist like Jiang Xin, exhaled, and swung out his own little fist, also knocking the person who rushed in front of him away.
At the same time, Chu Linfeng also knocked down the six people who surrounded him.
Although they are young, the three of them are the best fighters in the group.
He wanted to pick the weak ones, but after picking for a long time he only picked three man-eating queen plants.
Young Master Chu put away his sword neatly, and was so moved that he almost cried: "You don't know how long it has been since I fought so easily!"
He had previously sparred with his senior brothers and sisters in the sect, and lost miserably every time.
Now that I have left the sect, I finally have the opportunity to show off my skills and hold my head high!
Seeing that Wu Xin was still struggling with Qiao Shihui, Chu Linfeng rubbed his hands and said, "Master, if you can't beat this aunt, let me take over! I think she's a tough match!"
Qiao Shihui was furious. She didn't know whether she was angry at Chu Linfeng for calling her auntie or hated him for mocking her cooking.
"Kill him for me!" Qiao Shihui roared, and when she looked carefully, she found that all the guards she had called, except those controlled by Zhao Shi, had been knocked to the ground.
At the same time, she also heard the taunting from Wu Xin: "Donor Chu, please be patient. I can beat her. I just want to see how weak she can be."
"Don't look down on the rookie, it will drag down your level!" Jiang Xin shouted.
"Is that so?" Wu Xin suddenly realized and humbly accepted the advice, "I accept your advice."
The next second, Wu Xin, who had been defending himself and not fighting back, took action.
"Amitabha." The ethereal Sanskrit sound seemed to come from the sky. A phantom of a hand like a small mountain appeared behind Wu Xin, pushing towards Qiao Shihui with overwhelming force, pressing her to the ground and embedding her into the bluestone bricks.
The secret treasure on Qiao Shihui's body gave a warning, and the Qiao family mansion was immediately hit by the pressure of a spirit transformation stage.
The pressure did not pose a threat to Jiang Xin and the others. The space was torn apart and a middle-aged man walked out.
Zhao Shi's pupils constricted as he recognized the man's identity - Qiao Yanbo.
The attack from the Spirit Transformation Stage leaped up from Qiao Yanbo's body and headed straight for Wuxin.
Wu Cheng, who was lying not far away watching the fun, was about to take action when he saw Wu Xin quickly take out his identity jade card: "Amitabha, donor, please think twice before acting."
Looking at the three big characters "Zenkong Temple" on the jade identity card, Qiao Yanbo stopped the attack that was about to fall on Wuxin.
The Qiao family has always been the one bullying others by taking advantage of their power. Today is the second time after Qiao Shizhong that they have kicked down the iron wall of Chankong Temple.
What bad luck!
If Jiang Xin could hear his inner voice, she would definitely comfort him and tell him not to be angry, as worse things were yet to come.
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