Full-time Swordsman

For several days, Lin Jichen was in seclusion in the cave in the back mountain.

Except for asking the guarding disciples for herbs a few times, there was no more noise.

However, Zhen Shaoming was also very patient. He still did not act rashly, but led the disciples of the branch temple to class and practice every day, as if nothing happened.

But many disciples did not have such patience as Zhen Shaoming, and gradually became restless. Even Wang Ziru seemed to be unable to wait.

"Boss, don't wait any longer. If you wait any longer, the disciples will not be able to suppress it."

"What are you panicking about? It's better to be safe than sorry!"

"We can be patient and suppress the blood in our bodies, but those disciples can't. Once they have an attack, they will be exposed."

"This..."

"Oh, boss, we can't wait any longer. Lin Jichen has been in seclusion these days and doesn't care about us at all. What are we afraid of?"

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, I'm always uneasy."

....

A few more days passed.

On this day, the disciple guarding the back mountain suddenly found Zhen Shaoming and said that Lin Jichen had left a message and went down the mountain to look for medicine. It would take at least ten days, or two or three months.

Upon hearing this news, Zhen Shaoming was overjoyed, but for safety reasons, he endured it for another two days.

Until the third night, he still did not see any trace of Lin Jichen, so he finally asked Wang Ziru to start the action.

Soon, a large number of disciples from the branch temples secretly went down the mountain under the cover of night, led by Wang Ziru himself.

Just as they arrived at the mountain gate, a figure blocked their way.

Wang Ziru was nervous and his face was pale.

But when he saw the face of the person blocking the way, he felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, and then he looked ferocious and shouted.

"Liu Hanbin! You want to scare people to death! Who asked you to come out!"

Seeing that the person was not Lin Jichen, Wang Ziru let down his guard and immediately became ferocious.

The disciples behind him also showed disdain, obviously not taking the third elder seriously.

Liu Hanbin looked at them with a look of pity on his face, and tried to persuade them earnestly: "Elder Wang, don't make the same mistake again, you are going to destroy all the disciples of the branch temple!"

Wang Ziru's eyes widened, and he cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about! I am asking the disciples to improve their cultivation quickly. What do you know, you pedantic person? Get out of here!"

"I can't watch you fall any further. The blood exchange method is an evil way. You are dealing with the demon cultivators and you are courting death. You should stop before it is too late and repent in time!" Liu Hanbin said with great sorrow.

However, Wang Ziru didn't listen to a word and sneered: "Liu Hanbin, you are a loser. You were transferred here by the sect, and 30 years have passed. Look at you, your cultivation is still stagnant. If you continue to be unmotivated, you will never be able to make a breakthrough in your life!"

"But we are different. As long as we improve our cultivation, we will definitely make a big splash in the election of the branch altar next year. At that time, the sect will definitely value us again and transfer us back. The resources of the sect are so magnificent that they are not comparable to the branch altar. This is a place for retirement. Those who are unmotivated will not be able to make progress. , can only become a dry bone in the grave here!"

Wang Ziru said with a yearning look on his face, "I have been transferred here for less than ten years, and Elder Zhen has only been transferred here for two years, but our positions have surpassed yours, don't you feel ashamed? In a few days, I am afraid that many disciples will surpass you. You are just eating and waiting to die, don't drag us down, so hurry up and get out!"

Liu Hanbin lowered his head. Yes, he was originally the chief elder of the branch temple, but because his cultivation was stuck at a bottleneck and could not make any progress, he was caught up by Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru later, and he became the third elder.

If he practiced normally, he would definitely feel ashamed and would work harder to join everyone's practice.

But the problem is that the method that Wang Ziru and others used to become stronger is an evil magic!

Thinking of this, Liu Hanbin's originally ashamed heart instantly became calm and steady. He said word by word: "You rely on this method to become stronger, this elder disdains it!"

"Say it again!"

Wang Ziru was angry and drew his sword to kill.

Fortunately, Zhen Shaoming appeared at the scene at this time.

"Elder Liu, you are wrong. No matter what method, as long as you can become stronger, it is a good method. In this world of immortal cultivation, no one will care whether you are good or evil. As long as you are strong enough, no one dares to despise you. Strength is the foundation!"

Zhen Shaoming spoke lightly, his eyes full of desire for strength and confidence in his own strength.

Liu Hanbin gritted his teeth and said: "Do you know that your blood exchange technique is obtained by those demon cultivators who kill innocent people everywhere and take the blood of those boys and girls. You are helping the tyrants to do evil!"

"You are so presumptuous. We have never killed innocent people. ThoseThe blood was taken by others, it has nothing to do with us, we just bought it from them." Wang Ziru argued.

Liu Hanbin sneered, "You know the origin of the blood, but you don't care, and you buy it in large quantities, causing those demon cultivators to slaughter others more frantically for profit. You still dare to say it has nothing to do with you?"

"Enough!" Zhen Shaoming lost his patience and said coldly: "This elder has no time to debate with you, go back and guard the branch altar!"

"Elder Zhen, you..."

"Do you want your wife and children to be forced to death by you? "Zhen Shaoming released his ultimate move.

Liu Hanbin's fists tightened instantly, veins on his forehead bulged, he wanted to resist, but when he thought of his wife and lovely daughter, he could only tolerate it again.

"Forget it, forget it..."

Liu Hanbin was completely disappointed and loosened his fists.

Zhen Shaoming smiled with satisfaction and said: "That's right, don't worry, Elder Liu, as long as we are transferred back to the Sword Sect next year, your wife and daughter will return to you safely. "

Liu Hanbin nodded woodenly, then turned around and walked back like a zombie.

Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru looked at each other, both showing a smug look, then they no longer hesitated and took their disciples down the mountain quickly.

Liu Hanbin turned his head to look at their backs, and finally sighed deeply, and said in despair: "At the beginning, the sect transferred me to the branch altar, hoping that I could protect the disciples of the branch altar and let the incense of the Sword Sect continue in Yuehuazhou, but I didn't expect that I was so useless. I can only watch them go astray. The elders of the Sword Sect are above, and the disciple Liu Hanbin is ashamed of the sect! "

As he spoke, Liu Hanbin knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the Sword Sect. He actually wanted to change the status quo, but someone else had the upper hand over him and he was not as strong as Zhen and Wang, so no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless.

Liu Hanbin suddenly thought of Lin Jichen, but then he showed disgust and sighed, "Lin Jichen could have come forward to solve all this, but as a disciple of the Sword Sect, he didn't care about the life and death of the branch temple at all. He didn't care about the branch temple at all. Alas, even if I found him, he might not be willing to take action. How can such a person be worthy of being the master's disciple? It's ridiculous..."

Just as he was complaining to himself, a voice sounded behind him.

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