Chapter 50 Will you laugh at me for the rest of my life with this?

Ju Yuan and Pei Qin are both in the Huiyang realm. Although Pei Qin has not yet entered the Chongxiao list, he is an elder of Guiyuan Sect after all. It may be difficult to kill an enemy of a higher level, but beating those ten minions is not a problem.

Seeing that only the Qianyuan realm cultivator on the boat was left, Ju Yuan and Pei Qin looked at each other and both carried things towards the white-robed man.

The two of them worked together, one to disturb and the other to fight. The two cooperated with a rare tacit understanding, because Pei Qin could not stand up to the front and could only harass the white-robed man a few times when he had the chance.

The man in white robe was annoyed by the harassment, and the pressure rolled away, but Pei Qin was shaking the talisman in his hand, not afraid of his pressure at all.

Ju Yuan took advantage of his daze and fired a gun, directly destroying the white-robed man's boat.

The white-robed man saw that it was difficult to accomplish today, so he turned around and left.

"Want to run?" Ju Yuan was unwilling to let him go, "You must pay with your life today."

Lin Du heard this and raised her hand to support her forehead. Did Ju Yuan really think she was dead?

She probably knew who Ni Jinxuan's naivety of believing everything she said was inherited from.

The moment the silver gun reached the white-robed man's face, the man tore open a teleportation scroll.

Lin Du suddenly shouted a name, "Lan Xiwu!"

The spear tip pierced the scroll, but the man in white robe had already jumped into the scroll's space channel.

Only Lin Du twisted the knuckle of his middle finger thoughtfully, and that person... took a step slower because he glanced at her.

Otherwise, with the speed of senior brother, he would not be able to stab the scroll.

What she called out was the name of one of the senior monks on the list given by the Lord of Lance City.

Very interesting.

Ju Yuan regretfully turned around, fell back on the deck, and saw the junior sister surrounded by everyone.

Her face was pale and her lips were stained with blood, but there was a strange smile on her face, and she even looked calm and composed.

He was silent for a moment, "Junior sister, you...are not dead?"

"Ah, I'm dead." Lin Du said perfunctorily, "Ah, I'm alive again."

Ju Yuan:...How did the master uncle raise this disciple to be so mean?

No wonder the master didn't let him talk to Master Uncle Yanye.

"Hey, little bastards, your Wushang Sect is not very good, why don't you come back to Guiyuan Sect with me?"

Pei Qin glanced at Ju Yuan and straightened his back, "At least our Guiyuan Sect's spirit ship can withstand the attack of the cloud bandits."

Lin Du said lazily, "Do you really think that is the cloud bandit?"

Would a normal cloud bandit move a spirit ship with a clear emblem of a large sect?

Unless the cloud bandit wants to take revenge on the organization and find a way to die in a spectacular way.

Pei Qin glanced at Lin Du and stopped smiling, "That's not the case."

"I remember that you were almost at Fengyun City at this time, why did you take a detour here?" Ju Yuan put away his gun and looked at Pei Qin, "Are you from Guiyuan Sect going to join us in Dingjiu City?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we are going to help the poor in Dingjiu City." Pei Qin squatted on the edge of the spirit ship, "You really don't know what's good for you, I received your message and rushed over, okay."

Ju Yuan bowed his head honestly, "Thank you."

Pei Qin himself felt strange to be thanked by someone from the Supreme Sect.

"If I didn't come, what would you do?"

Ju Yuan lowered his eyes, "Then we can only..."

"I'll send a message to the head of the sect."

He would rather ask Pei Qin for help nearby than go back and be beaten by the eldest senior sister.

But when the time comes that he can no longer carry on alone, he will naturally sacrifice his face and life to save the children on the boat.

"Master, have you not notified the sect yet?" Ni Jinxuan suddenly spoke with blinking eyes.

Ju Yuan gave a fake smile, he was afraid.

Compared with the white-robed man, the head of the sect who was waiting to blame him was more frightening.

After the man promised to have a good fight with Pei Qin, he sent away the spirit ship of Guiyuan Sect and turned to look at the five people on the boat.

"Don't tell the head of the sect about the request for help today. Just say that someone hijacked the ship and was repelled by me."

He looked at the children in front of him sincerely, and a pleading appeared on his always upright face.

Ni Jinxuan looked at the master in front of him whose aura suddenly changed in silence, and felt that some kind of high and profound filter of the master was broken with a click.

Two hours later, as soon as the spirit ship landed in the territory of the Supreme Sect, Feng Chao stood in front of them with a smile.

"I heard that you had some trouble with the kids this time? And you made our little sister have to set up her own formation on the spirit ship to resist the pressure of your fighting spirit?"

Ju Yuan was shocked and widened his eyes, "Senior sister, how did you know?"

Feng Chao smiled kindly, radiating brilliance, and her voice was extremely gentle, "Ah, because the leader of Guiyuan Sect told me that in the past hundred generations of our Wushang Sect, you are the first one who can't beat someone who asks for help from outsiders. You really bring honor to our Wushang Sect."

Ju Yuan took a step back, and the hairs all over his body stood up, "Senior sister, that Qianyuan realm, ten cultivators who are at least in the Tengyun realm, and I am alone, it's really..."

"I understand. That's because you haven't practiced enough." Feng Chao narrowed her eyes. "Since you can't fight, then just work honestly and don't embarrass me in the future."

She counted with a smile. "Our sect's Jiudao Peak, all the hills and the fertile fields behind them, all the arable land, sowing, fertilization, weeding, seedling cultivation, and rice transplanting next spring will all belong to you."

"Don't be idle in winter. Go to Junding Mansion to calculate the annual accounts and collect rent. If you miscalculate a spirit stone, you will be in trouble."

Ju Yuan had a gloomy face. "Senior Sister... I still have two apprentices to teach."

"In the meantime, I will teach them their lessons personally." Feng Chao glanced at Lin Du. "I taught Lin Du all the books. Look at her current quality."

Lin Du thought of the villain in the book and his mouth twitched.

Ju Yuan, a middle-aged monk with a successful career, was scolded by the senior sister in front of a group of new disciples. He didn't dare to raise his head, and he shrank his head and listened obediently like a quail.

Lin Du got off the boat and folded his cloak, and saw Senior Brother Jiang Liang and the tall white-haired man behind Feng Chao.

What a strange sight, a self-reclusive otaku and a severely socially anxious person came out?

"Hey, Master, how could you bear to come out of the ice hole?"

Yan Ye's consciousness fell on Lin Du. This little bastard was actually gloating?

What was she gloating about? Was she

happy about dying?

Soon he knew why Lin Du was so happy.

"Master, guess what, the defensive formation you carved for the sect's spiritual ship has been broken."

"The leader of the formation, listed at 500,000, ranked second on the Chongxiao list, the defensive formation designed for your family was stolen by ten Tengyun Realm Yuns."

Yan Ye closed his eyes expressionlessly, and spoke in a cold voice, "Jiang Liang, go check my useless apprentice's brain, I think she has also been taken away by something dirty." Jiang

Liang was not used to so many people, so he turned his back and waited for Lin Du to come over.

Lin Du raised his foot and walked over, but his wrist was grabbed.

"Using spiritual power under pressure? Do you want to die?" Jiang Liang said coldly.

Yan Ye frowned, pursed his lips, and his aura became colder and colder.

"You won't die. Don't you have Brother Five? You are the living judge." Lin Du still had a playful smile.

Jiang Liang cursed, "I am the real judge. If you keep doing this, I can cross your name in the Book of Life and Death four or five times a day."

"Do you know that your heart is like a broken piece of glass that can be put back together? If there is a big disturbance, it will fall apart again."

Lin Du grinned and said nothing, and was hit hard by Yan Ye again.

"Stupid."

"No matter how stupid I am, the defense formation I have refined has not been broken."

Yan Ye laughed wildly, clenching his teeth and squeezed out the words, "Are you going to laugh at me for this matter for the rest of my life?"

"Yeah, can't I?" Lin Du deliberately diverted their teachings to him.

"Those who try to show off their abilities when they can't protect themselves are not heroes, they are fools."

Yan Ye knocked on her head again, "Do you understand?"

Lin Du suddenly raised his head and laughed, "Then the teachings of the Supreme Sect are also foolish in the eyes of Master?"

The seventh rule of the Supreme Sect is that if a fellow Taoist of our clan falls into danger, the disciples of the Supreme Sect should sacrifice their lives to save the world.

Yan Ye lowered her eyes, and her gray eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Don't talk back."

Lin Du: Don't allow me to be presumptuous. I have been presumptuous many times, and this time is the only one?

Yan Qing couldn't help but explain, "In fact, Junior Master wanted to protect us from the pressure of spiritual power. If it weren't for that formation, Junior Master might be in more pain." Yan

Ye paused when he heard the unfamiliar voice, and his tone softened, "Blame me."

Yan Qing was startled and bowed his hands, "I don't mean to blame my uncle."

Yan Ye continued, "Blame me for forgetting that there were a bunch of children on the boat. I didn't know that someone was so bold as to provoke the Supreme Sect and seek death, and I didn't know that the person who took care of the children was actually unable to protect the children, so there was no formation to resist the pressure of spiritual power."

Yan Qing's face froze. He probably knew who Junior Master's sharp tongue was from.