Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

The old man picked up the steamed bun and put it in the rice plate, then carried the rice plate into the underground palace.

The underground palace was empty at this time, with only Wu Jin's cursing echoing in the air.

The old man was used to this situation. He walked to the only living cell in the underground palace.

Although it is a prison cell, it is clean and tidy, which is out of place with the cold and dim environment of the underground palace.

If the prisoners had not been tied up tightly with ropes, perhaps no one would have connected this place with the underground palace.

When Wu Jin saw the old man coming, he cursed even more vigorously.

"Don't even think about getting any information out of me, old man."

The old man was obviously accustomed to this kind of scene.

He opened the iron gate, walked in, and threw the food tray in front of Wu Jin.

“What a good dog, it’s a pity that your owner seems to have abandoned you.

But it is also true that there is not much use in keeping such a stupid dog."

Wu Jin's eyes widened red, as if he wanted to rush up and kill the old man.

Unfortunately, his body was tied up tightly with ropes and he couldn't move.

After struggling for several times in vain, Wu Jin could only stare at the old man with resentment.

Unfortunately, the old man has seen this kind of look too many times and has become completely immune to it.

He squatted down and pushed the rice tray towards Wu Jin: "This is a gift someone asked me to prepare for you."

Wu Jin looked at the "steamed buns" on the rice plate and snorted, "As expected of a sect of hypocrites. It's only been filled for a few days and it can't hold any more."

The old man looked at the person in front of him and thought that this person was a fool.

How does he manage to act like the whole world owes him something with such a sense of righteousness?

The old man didn't intend to spoil him.

The reason why we didn't touch him before was because of the master's instructions.

After Lin Wenyu pointed it out to him just now, the old man found that he actually had many other ways to make Wu Jin's life here less comfortable.

Wu Jin was completely unaware of the crisis and continued to chatter: "Oh, that's right. The leader is a hypocrite, how can we expect the sect to have any good atmosphere?"

The old man already felt guilty for misunderstanding Du Sheng, and now after hearing these words, he became even angrier.

The vines transformed by the spiritual power lashed fiercely a few inches in front of Wu Jin.

Wu Jin was so frightened that the words he was about to say got stuck in his mouth.

The old man's face turned cold, his eyes sharp: "If you speak nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude."

Wu Jin seemed to be frightened by the current change, and hesitantly said, "How dare you disobey the order of your leader..."

The old man sneered: "There are many ways in this world that leave no trace. You will know when you try it."

Seeing that the old man did not seem to be pretending, Wu Jin shut up in disappointment.

The reason why he dared to be so arrogant before was just because of Du Sheng's words not to torture him.

Now that he no longer has this sentence as a talisman, he dare not shout.

However, Wu Jin did not feel regret for his behavior at this time. Instead, he blamed Du Sheng for being a hypocrite and playing such word games.

The old man saw Wu Jin's hesitation and snorted coldly: "You are still a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong."

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Inside Xiaoyu Palace.

I wish Ping An has finished copying the last set of mental skills for today.

Seeing that the agreed time was almost up, she stood up and walked towards the main hall.

Zhu Ping'an pushed open the door of the main hall, but did not find Lin Wenyu.

She walked a few more steps into the hall, and her eyes suddenly stopped on the table.

There was a green sword, a book and a strangely shaped stone on the table.

Zhu Ping'an felt that the stone was very strange and walked closer to check it out.

Just as Zhu Ping'an approached, the stone emitted a strange light.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in the main hall flowed towards the stones and gathered into a human shape.

Zhu Ping'an instinctively drives his spiritual power, and spiritual energy surges around his body.

Stare at the human figure and watch its next move.

"Xiao Ping'an." The voice of the human-shaped thing in front of him was without a trace of emotion.

But this familiar name was obviously only used by Lin Wenyu.

However, Zhu Ping'an's spiritual energy did not stop flowing, but the speed at which the spiritual energy condensed slowed down significantly.

"This is a brand new message that your dear master, me, recently invented.

I, your dear master, was suddenly called away by Xiao Dusheng to attend a meeting, so I can't give you the gift in person.

But I put the gift on the table. Xiao Ping'an, take a look and see if you like it. Please give me feedback when I come back!

Also, the book of mental skills next to the sword is my compensation to Xiao Ping'an.

Your dear master stays."

After the figure read these words without any emotion, the aura dissipated and the figure disappeared.

Zhu Ping'an turned his gaze back to the green sword on the table.

The blade of the long sword is as sharp as an ice blade. It is chilling and intimidating just by looking at it.

Zhu Ping'an first opened the "Swordsmanship" beside him and read it carefully.

Then, she reached out for the sword.

This sword is still a little too big for Zhu Ping'an now.

Zhu Pingan picked up the sword with great difficulty.

I learned the methods in the book and injected my own spiritual energy into it.

As the spiritual energy was slowly injected, the spiritual energy on the sword was gradually assimilated by Zhu Ping'an.

The sword gradually became a suitable size.

The sharp cold air gradually faded away and turned into a soft breath.

Zhu Ping'an stared at the sword quietly, her lowered eyelids obscuring the emotions in her eyes, making them unclear.

However, the hand that tightly grasped the hilt of the sword showed that Zhu Ping'an's heart was not at peace.

After a long time, Zhu Ping'an withdrew his gaze.

He picked up the sword and book and left the main hall.

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At the same time, in the meeting hall.

All the elders and immortals from various sects were present. Du Sheng took the main seat, and Lin Wenyu sat to the lower right of Du Sheng.