Ling Bo, who was on the second floor, thought about it and finally came up with a solution. Send someone to kill Jiang Yun. Putting aside the question of whether it was possible or not, even if it was done, there would be no place for him in the entire East China Sea.
His only escape lay with True Man Ling Qing. Although there were three Jindan cultivators from the Biyun Sect in the East China Sea, only True Man Ling Qing was not merely a disciple of True Lord Bixia. He was considered connected to Jiang Yun, and if he were to intervene, Jiang Yun would be more concerned.
Thinking of this, he did not delay any longer and sent a message to the Qi-refining cultivator in the Government Affairs Hall, saying that he had something to do and asked him to make sure to entertain the two Foundation Establishment cultivators below.
Then he secretly left the Government Affairs Hall and headed straight for the most central mansion in Biyun City, where Master Ling Qing practiced seclusion.
"Please inform me that disciple Ling Bo wants to see the real person!"
Although Lingbo Zhenren was alone and a diligent cultivator, he was diligently served by the sect's servants. Lingbo arrived at the other mansion, still some distance from the gate, so he slowed down his pace and quietly approached the mansion. He knocked on the door and politely spoke to the Qi-refining cultivator guarding the mansion.
"Okay, please wait here for a moment, uncle."
Not long after the other party arrived, he told Ling Bo that Master Ling Qing was free at the moment and let him in.
Ling Bo patted his body lightly, then followed the servant to the depths of the mansion.
In an extremely ordinary little house, Pan Lingqing from the Biyun Sect sat on a chair, looking at a nest of ants in the distance with great interest.
"Ling Bo, what's going on today? Why are you here?"
Ling Qing Zhenren's gaze was still fixed on the anthill in the distance, but his voice faintly reached Ling Bo's ears as he stood respectfully outside the house.
"Master Ling Qing! Please save my life!"
"oh?"
When Ling Qing heard this, she immediately became interested. She couldn't imagine who would dare to kill someone in the territory of Biyun Sect, and kill a Biyun Sect foundation-building cultivator.
"Master, allow me to report, I..."
Ling Bo did not dare to hide anything and told everything he had done in the sect at that time. Finally, he emphasized that he was guided by the monks in his family and made a big mistake because of a momentary change of mind.
"Jiang Yun is here? Yeah, it's been five years, Ziyang City has fallen, it's time for him to come."
After hearing all this, Master Ling Qing didn't care about Ling Bo's good or bad. She just heard that Jiang Yun's arrival reminded her of the figure in the sect at that time.
After thinking for a moment, she looked at Ling Bo strangely and said:
"Do you want me to ask Jiang Yun to spare your life?"
Hearing Ling Qing Zhenren's words, Ling Bo immediately knelt on the ground and said in a sad voice:
"I dare not trouble you, Master. I just want you to be a witness. I am ready to apologize to Brother Jiang Yun. I am willing to accept the punishment!"
"Haha, okay, it's been a while since I last saw Jiang Yun, let's go see him!"
At this time, Wang Yue, who had been waiting in the sect for another incense stick, felt the air pressure around him getting lower and lower. He immediately slammed the table in the government hall and shouted:
"Where did all the foundation-building monks from our sect die? No matter who they were, find them all for me!"
"Master, calm down, calm down. Master Ling really has something to do, but he also instructed that Master and a few friends wait for a while and he will come over."
The Qi-refining cultivator stationed in the hall looked like he was about to cry. What on earth had happened today? Usually, Master Ling was fine, so why did he fail so badly today?
"Where are the other foundation-building officials and outer sect deacons in Biyun City? Find them all!"
Wang Yue was startled when he finished speaking. He looked fearfully at Jiang Yun, who was sitting there expressionless, his mind wandering, and at Liu Yuan, who was bored and dazed.
He found that the other party did not care which foundation-building cultivators he was looking for. He immediately said to the Qi-refining disciple in a stern voice:
"Hurry up and go!"
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
He didn't care about offending his inner sect brothers at this moment. Normally, these outsiders, who were foundation-building cultivators, were naturally inferior to the inner sect deacons. But now he didn't care about anything. He just had to get through this first.
Soon, a somewhat unhappy figure rushed in. The voice arrived before the person arrived.
"Wang Yue, I'm refining an elixir. If you don't have anything else to do, don't blame me for being rude!"
Wang Yue took one look and felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Although this Senior Brother Wu Yuan, like him, had joined the Biyun Sect later, he was a second-rank alchemy master. Almost all of the sect's foundation-building pills came from this man. He had long been the target of the fawning of many fellow Foundation-Building disciples. Unlike these poor fellows, he had a very successful career within the Biyun Sect.
"Brother Wu, I do have something I'd like to ask you for help with. I'll pay for all the spirit stones you've wasted."
Wang Yue looked at Wu Yuan, who looked unhappy. He spoke with some fear, and he even secretly glanced at Jiang Yun. Wu Yuan frowned at this and looked at Jiang Yun and the uneasy Liu Yuan with a bad face.
"Who are these two?"
Only then did he realize that Wang Yue might have offended these two people, and the other party came to him, which was why Wang Yue was in this situation.
"yes......"
Wang Yue was about to speak when he suddenly remembered that he didn't know the other person's name, so he could only look at Jiang Yun and Liu Yuan.
"Jiang Yun, Liu Yuan."
Jiang Yun had no impression of the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had come in again. He looked at the other person and calmly said two names.
"Your Mightiness......."
Wu Yuan wanted to say that this was the Biyun Sect and asked the other party to leave as soon as possible. Before he could finish, another pair of footsteps were heard outside the door.
"Wang Yue, what's the matter? Can't we talk about it in the cave?"
Before the person arrived, a melodious voice was heard from outside the door.
Hearing this voice, Wang Yue felt a little relieved. This was his suitor. She was usually very nice to him, but Wang Yue didn't want to confirm the relationship so early. The two of them were considered good friends.
"Shao Ping, I just need your help with something in the Government Affairs Hall."
As soon as Wang Yue finished speaking, a simple and graceful female cultivator wearing a green skirt and a small hairpin flower on her head walked in gracefully.
When she entered the hall, she immediately spotted Wang Yue sitting gloomily on a chair. There were two unfamiliar cultivators beside him, and Alchemist Wu Yuan was also there, staring at them with a somewhat hostile look.
"What's going on?"
The eyes of the female foundation-building cultivator named Shao Ping instantly became alert, her face turned cold, and she clenched her teeth.
"Well, this cultivator used a demonic beast to attack our merchant ship for no reason. I just want an explanation."
Seeing that he couldn't see any familiar cultivators, but instead saw three unfamiliar foundation-building deacons, Jiang Yun immediately stood up and spoke in a calm voice.
"How dare you! You dare to bully our sect's monks from the Biyun Sect!"
When Shao Ping heard that someone was here to cause trouble for her lover, she immediately shouted and took out the green sword from her storage bag.
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