Shao Ping was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Outer Sect of Biyun Sect. At that time, demonic beasts were wreaking havoc in the area, affecting many nearby islands. Many Foundation Establishment cultivators fled to the last remaining Bibo Island.
Later, even Bi Bo Lake was occupied by monsters, but after the arrival of Bi Xia Zhen Jun, everything changed. She immediately decided to make Bi Xia Zhen Jun her goal. Without hesitation, she joined the Bi Yun Sect and became an outer sect deacon.
At this time, someone actually dared to control the monks of Biyun Sect in Biyun City. Shao Ping drew his sword and input his magic power. Suddenly, a series of green miasma were drawn out and ready to take action at any time.
Wang Yue, who had already seen the opportunity, took a step forward and ran behind Shao Ping. But he said:
"Be a little slow, this monk is likely to have connections with the sect."
He looked at Shao Ping's sword with some fear. This good friend was good in every way, but what he feared most was his poison technique. He was afraid that after becoming his Taoist partner, he would make him unhappy and be poisoned without knowing it.
"Humph! Even if you have connections with the sect, you can't control us deacons! Old Ghost Wu, do you want to take action?"
Shao Ping grabbed Wang Yue's wrist and injected her magic power into him, only to discover that his power was indeed restrained. She turned to look at Wu Yuan, who was standing nearby. Although Wu Yuan's combat power was average, he was an alchemist with many friends in the sect.
"If you have anything to say, please talk it over. Young friend, please explain your past clearly. Although Junior Brother Wang was frightened, at least he wasn't injured. It's never good to hurt your own people!"
Hearing Wu Yuan's conciliatory words, Shao Ping immediately erupted in anger. Although she was a woman of her generation, she had a hot temper. She had never heard of someone who controlled their own cultivators and then came to provoke them in their own territory.
"Okay, all of you stay out of this, and I'll bear all the consequences! But if you act wildly in Biyun City, I, Shao Ping, will not allow it!"
With a sharp sound of "Canglang", the other party's green sword suddenly stabbed towards Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun had just seen the other person's agitated expression, but he remained calm, as if none of this had anything to do with him. He had done nothing wrong. If this deacon wasn't a cultivator from the Biyun Sect, he would have been killed quickly and efficiently out in the ocean.
"stop!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from above the Government Affairs Hall, attracting the monks who had not noticed it before to gather around.
"This... Senior Brother Ling?"
When they arrived at the entrance of the Government Affairs Hall, they saw a very strange scene.
Ling Bo, the sect's foundation-building senior brother, was shirtless, carrying a series of arm-thick sticks on his back. These sticks were covered in sharp spikes, pricking Ling Bo's back until it turned red.
"Is there anyone in this world who can apologize for his crime?"
This was Jiang Yun's first thought. The second was that the person who came was Ling Bo. He had never expected that the cultivator who had framed him in the sect would actually come to the East China Sea and become a foundation-building cultivator.
"Brother Ling, what's this?"
Wu Yuan, Wang Yue, and the others stared at the scene before them, their mouths gaping in shock. It was as if a scene straight out of a book had suddenly unfolded before their very eyes. Wasn't this the scene described in the book of a man carrying a thorny branch to apologize?
The same thought occurred to several people at the same time. They all turned to look at Jiang Yun who was standing in the middle.
Ling Bo, shirtless and carrying a thick whip on his back, walked towards them step by step. At this time, at the entrance of the Government Affairs Hall, many monks who had been attracted by Ling Bo's loud shouting were stunned when they saw this scene.
This wasn't the outer city area, but the inner city district that belonged exclusively to the Biyun Sect. Those who usually moved around here were all Biyun Sect disciples, so everyone knew everyone else. Seeing the usually dignified Master Ling acting like this, everyone watched in complete silence, wondering if they were dreaming.
Ling Bo finally reached Jiang Yun. Wang Yue, Wu Yuan, and Shao Ping, whose eyes were also wide, unconsciously stepped aside. They knew that Senior Brother Ling would never take the blame for them.
"thump!"
With a muffled sound, Ling Bo knelt in front of Jiang Yun. Jiang Yun frowned when he saw this scene. What was Ling Bo going to do?
Before Jiang Yun could speak, Ling Bo knelt on the ground with his upper body naked and said in a loud voice:
"Brother Jiang, I was ignorant in the past and framed you in the sect. Now that I see you again, I will accept the punishment and let you decide."
After he finished speaking, he lay on the ground, with the thick bramble on his back facing Jiang Yun, ready for Jiang Yun to take action.
Seeing this, Jiang Yun finally confirmed that the other party was really begging for mercy. He shook his head and said:
"Brother Ling, this happened several years ago. I hope you can sincerely repent. Let's forget about this!"
Jiang Yun didn't care what the other party meant, but he didn't want to give off an aggressive impression in front of the other cultivators. Ling Bo had even acted so shamelessly. Jiang Yun would never have any further dealings with him.
"Brother, I truly repent. If you don't hit me twice, I will always feel guilty. Moreover, I am willing to compensate you with all my wealth."
Hearing what the other party said, Jiang Yun thought for a moment and said:
"Forget about the spirit stones. I may need some spirit herbs to make pills. If you want to make amends, just help me find them!"
Since the other party wants to compensate him, why not ask him to help him find the auxiliary elixir for Shenpo Dan?
"Okay, thank you, brother!"
After Ling Bo finished speaking, he stood up, took off the thorns on his back, and put them aside. He put on his robe and stood respectfully beside Jiang Yun.
Liu Yuan, who was standing by, was also stunned. He hadn't expected Jiang Yun to be so powerful in the Biyun Sect. As soon as he arrived at the sect, he made a Foundation Establishment Deacon kneel down and beg for mercy in public.
When the other monks were feeling awkward and at a loss, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Jiang Yun, you're finally here. Junior Sister Qiuyue has been missing you for a long time."
Along with the voice, a noble figure in a white dress appeared. Her long hair was tied with a thin string and casually hung down to her waist. It was Ling Qing Zhenren.
"Meet the real one!"
This time no one dared to be negligent and bowed one by one.
"Alright, alright, we've seen enough, let's all leave. I'm taking Jiang Yun to Bi Bo Tan. It's been exactly a month since I last went back."
Pan Lingqing said with a wave of his hand without waiting for the other cultivators to speak.
"yes!"
This time, Wang Yue and the others didn't dare to say anything more, and they all left respectfully. Ling Bo didn't know whether to leave or not, but he still looked at Master Ling Qing with some gratitude.
"Okay, you can go down too. Make good arrangements for Jiang Yun carefully, and don't take any crooked paths in the future."
"yes!"
Ling Bo then bowed again gently and slowly retreated.
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