"I obtained this Sun and Moon Cicada from a relic of an immortal. After Tang Lin found out about it, who knew he would be so despicable as to steal the Sun and Moon Cicada and then poison me."
"I will first give the Moon Cicada to Mr. Lin, then go to the Qiu family to snatch back the Sun Cicada, and give it to Mr. Lin as well. How to use it is entirely up to Mr. Lin."
The Master Miaofa was full of sincerity.
Lin Jinglong glanced at the sleeping spirit cicada in the jade box and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"So that's how it is. I thought you wanted to cultivate with me to repay me, but it turns out you're just giving it to me as a gift."
Lin Jinglong accepted the jade box.
As he spoke, the people around him had strange expressions, and Master Miaofa blushed.
Her face turned red to the roots of her ears.
"If Mr. Lin is willing, I have no problem with it."
"Master, what are you saying?"
Xiuqing blinked her big eyes as she looked at the muttering Master Miaofa.
Her expression immediately turned serious.
Why did you have to say what was on your mind?
"Mr. Lin, don't worry. I'll go to the Qiu family right now to find Tang Lin and get Ri Chan back. Last time we fell for his trick, but I guarantee I won't make a mistake this time!"
Besides wanting to seize the Cicada, Master Miaofa was also after revenge, as he had been in dire straits and threatened by Tang Lin several times in the past few days.
If this grudge is not avenged, I fear that if I continue my spiritual practice in the future, my thoughts will not be clear, and I will be plagued by inner demons.
Lin Jinglong held the jade box, pondering for a moment.
He handed the jade box to Hunyuan Daoist, and also gave him the bottle containing the Dragon Heart Pill.
"I would like to trouble you, senior brother, to deliver these two items to the Dragon Soul Hall and give them to Wu Yuehan, the Spirit Martial War God. You should know who she is, right?"
"Senior brother understands!"
The Primordial Daoist gave him a wink.
Lin Jinglong turned around again.
"I'll go with you to the Qiu family to avoid any unforeseen complications. It would be best to eliminate them completely and clean up the mess to prevent endless cycles of revenge."
Master Miaofa was taken aback.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.
“Mr. Lin is right. Tang Lin harmed me, and if I harm Tang Lin in return, it will be endless if I don’t eliminate the root of the problem. If Mr. Lin helps me, we can solve all the troubles at once this time.”
Without further ado, she ordered Xiuqing to fetch her longsword and brought along all fifteen of her male and female disciples.
They went to the Qiu family together with Lin Jinglong.
Murder for treasure!
Feng Huafeng, who was focused on alchemy, had not yet recovered from the shock of Lin Jinglong's alchemy and detoxification when he saw Lin Jinglong about to storm the Qiu family with Master Miaofa.
"That's one of the top ten ancient martial arts families. Aren't they afraid they won't make it back if they just charge in like that?"
"Has the world gone mad, or have I gone mad?"
Feng Huafeng was dumbfounded.
Hunyuan Daoist was preparing to deliver the goods.
As he was leaving, he suddenly grinned.
"Although my junior brother prefers to keep a low profile, he's not here right now, so I can remind you of something."
"Do you know where my junior brother's dragon blood came from?"
Where did it come from?
"Today, the Dragon Blood Holy Land suffered an accident, with nearly a hundred prodigies killed or injured. The Holy Land will cease operations from now on. It was all my junior brother's doing. Do you think he would be afraid of a small Qiu family?"
Feng Huafeng's mouth dropped open.
It turns out that Lin Jinglong is not only good at refining pills to save people, but also at killing people with ease.
"Is there no justice left?"
"So strong at such a young age!"
"I've wasted my whole life!"
Feng Huafeng was completely won over.
at the same time.
Although it was already late at night.
Outside a luxurious courtyard house in Kyoto, several luxury cars stopped, and an elderly man in a traditional Chinese suit got out, leaning on a cane.
Another elderly person came over from the side.
The two entered the courtyard together.
On the road.
The elderly man at the head of the group sighed, "Old Tang, the situation in Kyoto is truly unpredictable. In just one day, the Dragon Blood Holy Land was destroyed, and Long Xishan, the strongest prodigy of the Long Clan, had both his arms crippled."
"Fortunately, our Qiu family has you."
These two had just come out of the Long family's ancestral home not long ago. Apart from Qin Zhong, who died in the Dragon Blood Holy Land during the day, the heads of the ten major families were also present.
The other nine have all arrived.
What they were discussing was how to deal with Lin Jinglong next.
The old man beside him smiled slightly.
He was an elderly man with slightly graying temples, impeccably dressed in a custom-made suit, but whose hands were covered in calluses.
"Don't worry, Patriarch. If Lin Jinglong dares to come, my Thousand Insect Poison is no joke. I'll make sure he tastes a fate worse than death."
Tang Lin had a smug look on his face.
Qiu Xingyi also laughed heartily.
"You are the Qiu family's most trusted guest advisor; I trust you to get things done!"
The two walked side by side into the family gate.
The group of family guards behind them parked the car to the side, dispersed into the mansion, and set up a guard post in the vicinity.
Nobody noticed.
After the two old men entered the courtyard.
Another group of people were quietly observing the layout of the Qiu family mansion from the surrounding rooftops.
The night wind was biting.
Lin Jinglong stood on a rooftop.
Looking down at the scene inside the courtyard from a high vantage point.
"There are about a hundred people, half of whom are martial artists, but their strength is not very high."
Xiuqing, who was standing next to him, swallowed hard upon hearing this.
"At least twenty Martial Kings, isn't that strong?"
Their Shinto temple was considered a major force in Kyoto, but among the dozen or so members of the master and his disciples, only half had reached the Martial King level.
Her master was a Martial Venerable of the third level.
She herself is only a sixth-level Martial King.
There are a full twenty Martial Kings on the other side!
There may even be hidden depths.
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