Dazheng Peak, back mountain, and Wan Yao Cave.

"Big Brother."

"Big Brother! We are here to see you."

A group of people were calling out at the cave entrance.

After a few breaths, Linghu Jiu's voice came: "Come in."

A group of fellow disciples, led by Lord, rushed into the Ten Thousand Demons Cave and saluted Linghu Jiu one after another.

"Big Brother, are you okay here?" Lord spoke first.

Linghu Jiu shrugged: "Everything is fine. You all know that I have long been accustomed to the environment here."

"It's my junior sister that I'm worried about."

"She has a lively personality. Now she is being punished to stay in her room. Isn't she going to be suffocated?"

All the fellow disciples sighed and started talking one after another.

"Yes, I am as worried as my elder brother."

"Yesterday, I got six new musical note Gu, put them in a bowl, and asked her personal maid to give them to her to play with."

"Oh? I just sent in a mechanical puppet the day before yesterday."

"I pleaded with my master, but was scolded. Sigh..."

The relationship between the brothers was very good. This was because when Lin Bufan accepted disciples, he deliberately chose those who were close in age and trained them from childhood.

These people grew up together, so naturally they have a deep friendship.

Loud changed the subject: "In my opinion, Junior Sister has gone too far this time. I don't know what kind of magic potion Ning Zhuo gave her to make her help with all her strength!"

"Big Brother, we have worked together to pay off Junior Sister's foreign debt."

"But Ning Zhuo cannot be let off either. He needs to be taught a lesson. Otherwise, everyone will be upset."

The topic was brought to Ning Zhuo, which immediately resonated with everyone.

"Yes, yes, that Ning Zhuo is such a cunning man, relying on his good looks and sweet words to deceive our junior sister!"

"We all paid a huge price, but he got the most benefit. This is absolutely unacceptable."

"Big Brother, among all of us brothers, you are the one who treats Little Sister the best. We don't recognize the others, but only you."

"Yes, Big Brother!"

"Big Brother, we have discussed that if we really want to deal with Ning Zhuo ourselves, it will have a very bad impact. Why not use the sect rules to instigate other monks stationed outside to cause trouble for Ning Zhuo?"

"You don't know that Junior Sister is under house arrest and is unhappy every day, but that guy seems to be fine. He has forgotten Junior Sister and is only concerned with discussing martial arts with his new friend Han Zhou. He is living a very comfortable life!"

Linghu Jiu heard this and looked solemn. He shook his head and refused: "This is not allowed."

"There is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. If you instigate other cultivators to deal with Ning Zhuo, it will cause great damage to the reputation of our Wanyao Sect."

"If this is disclosed, the results of Wanyaomen's careful management over the years will be largely lost."

"For the sake of our own selfish interests, we would disregard the interests of the entire sect. How could we do that?"

The fellow disciples fell silent and looked at each other.

Loud said unwillingly: "Then, Senior Brother, are we going to let Ning Zhuo live such a comfortable life? He has made rapid progress recently, but many of these cultivation resources were paid for by us brothers and sisters."

"As long as we show a little willingness, those monks stationed outside will come to us like cats smelling blood, and will willingly help us deal with Ning Zhuo!"

"And to keep them secret, all they need to do is sign a contract."

Linghu Jiu sighed, "People's hearts are fickle. The more fanatically they cling to you and me now, the more they may hate us in the future. On the contrary, those who always have a calm attitude are much more reliable in their character."

"Such secret matters are not what we, the upright gentlemen, do. Don't even think about it."

"I have been very curious about my friend Ning Zhuo. When I come out of the cave in the future, I will definitely meet him in person."

Loud sighed: "In this case, let you handle it yourself, Senior Brother."

The fellow disciples exchanged ideas for a while, chatting and laughing, and finally said goodbye to each other reluctantly.

After leaving Dazheng Peak, the other brothers began to discuss unwillingly: "Are we just going to let it go like this?"

"Since Senior Brother has said so, let's do this."

"Big Brother has been locked up for several months. By then, the opportunity will be gone. Ning Zhuo might have already escaped!"

"If you just say he's greedy, that's fine. The key point is that he deceived our junior sister's feelings and took advantage of her. How can we tolerate this?!"

Laude smiled slightly: "Big Brother is just worried that we will damage the reputation of Wanyaomen."

"How about this? We will never show up, never talk to those monks from outside in person, and don't even hint at them privately."

"We are just spreading rumors! In my opinion, Ning Zhuo's rise is too fast. At first, he was ranked in the top 200, but now he has jumped into the top ten."

"In the last battle, he defeated Chang Yan quickly. Does this reflect his true strength?"

"As long as we start a rumor, we should be able to instigate others to challenge Ning Zhuo."

When the others heard this, their eyes lit up and they praised him profusely.

"What a good plan. What a good plan."

"This method is good. We have no fate, we are just blowing the wind."

"Even if they investigate, they can't find anything about us."

Xiaozheng Peak, a martial arts arena.

Ning Zhuo and Han Zhou were discussing with each other.

But unlike before, Hanzhou was at a disadvantage, while Ning Zhuo firmly held the upper hand.

The reason for all this was the mechanical arms and legs floating around Ning Zhuo.

These arms, like the floating hands, can float in the air.

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Ning Zhuo controlled them, continuously performing the martial arts Frost Fist, and used those mechanical legs to perform the martial arts Old Cold Legs.

If Han Zhou was facing two hands and two feet, it would be fine. But the problem was that he was facing the siege of ten arms and ten legs!

Han Zhou seemed to be besieged by a group of people. He could only keep retreating, keeping his distance, trying to find a flaw.

As a result, he was surprised to find that Ning Zhuo's skill in controlling the mechanisms was extremely high. He could control the mechanisms not only naturally and freely, but also in a tight formation and with mutual coordination. None of them had ever been reckless and there were no flaws at all!

"You... stop it, stop it." Han Zhou was beaten up for a while and couldn't stand it anymore, so he waved his hands and asked them to stop.

Ning Zhuo was still unsatisfied: "Brother Hanzhou, I haven't mastered the control yet. I just had a lot of feelings. Maybe I can use these mechanisms to perform different bitter and cold martial arts."

The corner of Hanzhou's eye twitched.

He exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of his heart: "Fellow Daoist Ning Zhuo, I never thought that your mechanism control skills are so powerful, definitely stronger than your martial arts, no, even the five elements magic!"

Han Zhou had traveled extensively and broadened his horizons. After personally fighting with Ning Zhuo and appreciating the latter's mechanical skills, he immediately changed his understanding and evaluation of Ning Zhuo in his mind.

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Ning Zhuo is very well hidden, and his real expertise is not the Five Elements Magic at all."

This is very different from the outside world's estimates! "In this case, Brother Hanzhou might as well take a break first, and then we can practice again." Ning Zhuo's smile was like a spring breeze.

Han Zhou was not happy about the next sparring match, but under the influence of Ning Zhuo's Buddha Heart Demon Seal, no, his smile, he nodded.

Looking at Ning Zhuo who was controlling these mechanical arms and legs alone, training seriously, and occasionally stopping to frown and think, Hanzhou couldn't help but inexplicably look forward to the day in the future when Ning Zhuo would display this combat power in public and see the reactions of others.

"Hehehe." He couldn't help laughing out loud when he thought of the funny thing.

Ning Zhuo's ears moved slightly, and when he heard Han Zhou's laughter, a faint sense of joy arose in his heart.

"Brother Hanzhou and I get along very well. When I saw him before, he was quite sad. Now he is cheerful and smiles more every day."

“It feels really good to be able to make people around you happy.”

In today's competition, Han Zhou was obviously much more unsteady on his feet, while Ning Zhuo showed a satisfied smile.

The results of the discussion were very good, which made him very happy.

He and Han Zhou said goodbye reluctantly, as if they had returned to the days when he and Lin Shanshan spent every day together.

Han Zhou turned around and walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped and called out to Ning Zhuo: "Fellow Daoist Ning Zhuo, I almost forgot that things have been going on a bit wrong recently."

"What's wrong?" Ning Zhuo looked puzzled.

Han Zhou said, "It's about you. I don't know if you have noticed recently that there are some very bad rumors against you on Xiao Zhengfeng."

"They say you are arrogant and look down on others. They say you are not strong enough. It's just that you got a little advantage in the previous battle with Chang Yan and took advantage of the successful attack."

"In my opinion, it's because you own one of the top ten caves in Xiaozheng Peak, which makes many people jealous."

"These people want to challenge you and fight for the cave you own, but they are afraid of failure, so they spread rumors like this, trying to instigate others to challenge you more, so as to pave the way for themselves."

Ning Zhuo frowned immediately: "So there is such a thing!"

"Brother Hanzhou, thank you for your reminder, otherwise I would still be kept in the dark." Ning Zhuo bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

Han Zhou sighed, "Fellow Daoist Ning Zhuo, you can't just focus on training. Xiao Zhengfeng's family background is different from yours. Many times, fighting is not just an open challenge, there are also many behind-the-scenes plots."

Ning Zhuo frowned even more tightly: "Then what should I do?"

Han Zhou didn't have any good ideas, so he just told Ning Zhuo to be more careful: "I think you can challenge someone as soon as possible and show off your mechanical skills. That way, there will be no more rumors slandering you."

"Thank you for your advice!" Ning Zhuo bowed again and said many words of thanks.

As a result, Han Zhou was still worried about Ning Zhuo on his way out: "Ning Zhuo is the eldest son of the family after all, and his mind is still simple. He just went out to travel, and he didn't know that people are treacherous."

"From these rumors, we can see that his previous living environment was relatively stable and beautiful."

"Oh, it's so embarrassing to say this. Even if it was me, when I came into contact with him and trained with him, wasn't it because I wanted to convert him? I had ulterior motives, wasn't it?"

(End of this chapter)