Chapter 252: Looking for a pig, quarreling?

At night, the dew is cold and the smoke is chilly.

There are only a few sparse stars hanging in the night sky.

Yi Chen was walking near the outer hall wearing a black cloak. At this time, there were only two days left before the deadline for Hei Mie Tian's attack. For some reason, Yi Chen always felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He always felt that something was wrong.

When he was teaching his good apprentice, Captain Zhang, he once told him that when you encounter something unreasonable, you should look for the pig on the field. If you can't find the pig on the field, then you should look in the mirror yourself.

The Hehuan Sect has a wide network of contacts. Why did Heimietian dare to make such a bold statement that he would go to the Hehuan Sect in person to propose marriage in fifteen days?

Based on the reactions of Sect Master Qinyun and several True Lords who came to help, Yi Chen felt that Heimietian's strength should not be particularly strong. It was already the best that he could be compared with the Crescent Moon-level True Lord. At least, he could not crush their current lineup.

If that’s the case, shouldn’t anyone with a normal IQ take action in advance and catch the Hehuan Sect off guard?

However, Heimietian did the opposite and used various means to intimidate and pressure others. This kind of action was simply aiding the enemy.

In Yi Chen's mind, this was no less than a suffocating micro-maneuver like moving the machine gun position six meters horizontally.

A powerful evil person who has a high probability of cultivating to the entry level is a pig?

Anything abnormal is a demon.

There must be something fishy about this matter.

There was also the previous unrest in Lotus City, which now made Yi Chen feel a little confused.

In his opinion, Shi Changsheng simply did not treat the Hehuan Sect as human beings and was a little too confident.

"Hey, who's the pig?"

"I can't be a pig..."

Feeling depressed, Yi Chen wanted to go out for some fresh air and take a look around Hehe Mountain.

It would be fun if Hei Mie Tian attacked the mountain prematurely without following the moral code of martial arts. It would be safer to investigate it carefully myself.

Just as I was daydreaming, suddenly a fiery red figure walked towards me under the moonlight, wearing a familiar skirt and black stockings.

"Friend Zhang, what a coincidence~" Zhen Ruan smiled sweetly, with an expression that couldn't be more fake, "I came here to thank you for helping me beat up that annoying Yuan Jin during the day. This person is just like a fly, annoying."

"I stole a pot of fine wine from my mother's collection, called Immortal Drunk. Would you like to try it?"

A green porcelain bottle appeared in Zhen Ruan's slender hand as she flipped her palm.

Yi Chen's nose twitched, he could smell a strong aroma of wine through the porcelain bottle. Just the smell made him feel more energetic. It could only be said that it was worthy of being the treasure of the Qinyun Sect Master.

"It's a small matter, he's just a rather arrogant little guy. Although he doesn't have amazing wisdom, his talent is pretty good among ordinary cultivators." Yi Chen commented without commenting. At this moment, he had unknowingly placed himself in the position of the older generation of cultivators.

He no longer cared about beating the children during the day. It was not something worth bragging about.

After taking the green porcelain bottle and taking a sip with relish, Yi Chen suddenly felt as if his internal organs had been cleansed. With his current control over his body, he actually felt that his physical strength had increased a little more than before.

Although the progress was very slight, and could only be barely noticed with his current control over the twenty-eight acupoints in his body, it could work on his current physique, and the effect was undoubtedly extremely astonishing.

“Is it delicious?”

"Why don't you just try it? Don't drink from Sect Master Qin next time. I'm afraid you'll be beaten by Sect Master Qin."

"This is the only bottle I have. If you want to drink more, there's no more."

Zhen Ruan stuck out her tongue, took the wine bottle, took a sip, and her cheeks flushed red, and fine steam came out of her head.

"By the way, Zhang San, what are you doing out so late at night?"

"Aren't there disciples on duty?" Zhen Ruan suddenly said.

"I'm a little worried, so I came out to check it out."

"Then I'll go with you."

Unconsciously, a bare hand held Yi Chen's arm again, and a wonderful touch came. Yi Chen pulled his hand away, but failed, so he simply gave up.

Will - 10, current stock, 20. The two walked quietly on Hehe Mountain, stepping on the thick fallen leaves without making any sound. At this time, they had come to a valley. The two walked along the stone wall. Under the moonlight, Zhen Ruan's cheeks became redder and redder, and they got closer and closer.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in Zhen Ruan's heart.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen, squat down."

"Ah?" Zhen Ruan's face turned red all the way to her neck.

"Someone is coming, it might be a big fish." Yi Chen's voice transmission carried a hint of joy.

Working overtime late at night will eventually pay off.

A huge force came, and Yi Chen pulled Zhen Ruan to hide behind a huge rock under the stone wall. As the magic power flowed, the aura of the two was exactly the same as that of the stone.

Soon, a sound of breaking through the air was heard.

A familiar figure came down quietly, carrying a woman with a bunch of clothing debris stuffed in her mouth.

For a moment, Yi Chen and Zhen Ruan were both shocked.

This person turned out to be Xiufeng, who was beaten into a pig's head by Yuan Jin in broad daylight. However, with the help of elixir, his appearance has now returned to normal.

However, unlike his elegant demeanor in the daytime, Xiufeng's handsome face at this moment had a hint of sinisterness and hostility.

A clear and loud slap sounded in the valley.

"Bitch, we can have some fun here, no one is disturbing us."

Xiufeng took out a bunch of strange props from her storage ring, and the whip was the most normal one among them.

"You, Brother Xiufeng, aren't you afraid that my Hehuan Sect Master will blame you?" The pretty female cultivator had a look of horror on her face. She was eating hot pot and singing in her room at night when she was suddenly robbed.

"I'm afraid? You are just a disciple of the Huan lineage with two cloud patterns. You think you are a female cultivator of the He lineage. Why are you pretending? I am not targeting the lineage of the Qinyun Sect Master."

"Your Hehuan Sect needs our help now. I am not afraid of you telling others about this little thing, especially since I came out secretly."

"There's no one around here, you can shout as much as you want, but no one will respond even if you scream your throat out..."

The smile on Xiufeng's face became more and more perverted, and suddenly it froze, and a thick shadow enveloped his entire figure.

"Are the two-mark disciples of Huan Palace not human beings?"

Xiufeng turned her head with difficulty, only to see Yi Chen's expressionless face and Zhen Ruan's angry look.

"Master Zhang, Fellow Daoist Zhen, this is all a misunderstanding."

"You useless piece of shit, why don't you tie up Yuan Jin?"

A purple-gold palm suddenly fell down, and Xiufeng's body instantly became a head shorter.

Yi Chen touched the corpse skillfully and a bit of white fire fell. He flicked his big hand and a strong wind blew up, instantly turning the ground into a clean white place.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Zhang... Zhang San, you actually killed this man?" Zhen Ruan and the pretty female cultivator on the ground looked at Yi Chen in shock.

They had not expected that Yi Chen's methods would be so cruel.

"Didn't he say he sneaked out? What are you afraid of?"

"Little girl, I'm giving you all the valuables in this guy's storage ring to calm you down. Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight, and don't make things more complicated."

Yi Chen placed all the treasures he got from Xiu Feng's storage ring in front of the pretty female cultivator. This pervert was indeed the descendant of a True Gentleman. He was wealthy, and the resources and treasures in the ring were enough for the female cultivator in front of him to reach the True Gentleman realm without any worries.

"Thank...thank you very much, Master Zhang." A complicated look flashed in the eyes of the pretty female cultivator. She glanced at Zhen Ruan, then at Yi Chen, and her figure stumbled and disappeared into the night.

This time, he did not catch the man from Heimietian, but instead encountered a scum. However, this did not make Yi Chen feel regretful, but instead made him feel a little nervous.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen, would you mind telling me about the historical relationship between your He lineage and your Huan lineage?"

"Also, what is the source of your He Huan Sect's finances? Which branch contributes the most? And how do you use it?"

Under the moonlight, Yi Chen suddenly turned around and asked Zhen Ruan.

"Ah, Zhang San, why are you asking this? My mother has a very good relationship with Aunt Hong."

"Nothing, just think of it as telling me a story."

As Zhen Ruan spoke, Yi Chen's feeling of uneasiness grew stronger.

The financial resources of the Hehuan Sect mainly come from the Huan lineage, which accounts for almost 70%, but the sect's financial resources come more from the He lineage.

This is because although the Huan lineage's progress in cultivation is faster than that of the He lineage in the early stages, their magic power is mixed and lacks purity, which results in the Huan lineage's progress in the later stages not being as rapid as that of the He lineage.

It was fine in the beginning, but as time went by, there were more and more masters of the Hezi lineage, and more and more people were using it. Now it has exceeded 64%, and the deficit has become more and more obvious.

In the world, the problem is not scarcity but inequality.

Time has amazing power. Many things that seem fair at the beginning will gradually become corrupt and collapse as time goes by.

It’s like the entropy increase theory from the previous life.

"There won't be any collusion between the inside and outside in the Hehuan Sect's affairs, right?"

If this is the case, then Heimietian's actions make sense.

Yi Chen suddenly thought of the dog-licking conference that took place during the day. Fairy Qingli's reputation was basically a synonym for the He lineage. Four True Lords came, and they were basically here for Sect Master Qinyun.

And Xiufeng's previous behavior really lacked the proper respect for the monks of Huan Palace.

"Zhang San, are you saying there's something wrong with Aunt Hong?"

"Impossible. My mother and Aunt Hong are as close as sisters. Although there are occasional rifts between the two branches, they have always worked together to suppress them and properly handle them."

After a moment's silence, Zhen Ruan suddenly spoke, her voice trembling a little.

She was not stupid, so she naturally understood Yi Chen's thoughts.

"I'm just asking casually, don't think too much about it. I'll take you back." Yi Chen smiled and touched Zhen Ruan's short hair.

White geese fly around in autumn like snow, and clear dew brings cool nights.

Sweep away the clouds beside the stones, and drunkenly step on the moon at the roots of the pine trees.

The sky is full of stars and people are sleeping.

Soon, two parallel figures reappeared in the outer hall.

Looking at Zhen Ruan's worried back, Yi Chen couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't want this to turn out the way he expected.

Just hope that's not the case.

Otherwise he wouldn't know how to do his job.

[Lucun Xingjun, this is all internal fighting among the Hehuan Sect. Is there someone who is trying to overturn the table with his own magic? ]

“What a hassle.”

With a sigh, Yi Chen also walked towards his own courtyard.

(End of this chapter)