The little apprentice is well-behaved and pure [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 21

"Feng Yuan, eat indiscriminately, and don't talk nonsense. You can't conclude that my apprentice is the murderer of your son."...

"Feng Yuan, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. You can't conclude that my apprentice is the murderer of your son."

His silly apprentice, running out to claim it at this time, doesn't this mean that he is bringing disaster on himself?

Although he knew that his apprentice must have nothing to do with this matter, but getting involved would not yield any good results.

Lin Jichen thought to himself, Mo Yinzhui is usually very smart, why suddenly his head is not working?

Feng Yuan didn't like to argue with Lin Jichen for the advantage of words, he stared at Mo Yinzui with sinister eyes, and after not seeing him for a few days, this kid's realm had risen to another level.

He thought of his son, his son was very talented, and he would not lose to others if he practiced seriously, but now he can only be buried in the cold soil.

"I still want to quibble!"

"Lin Jichen, if you don't give me an explanation today, even if I risk my life, I will avenge my son!"

Feng Yuan released his own cultivation base. His cultivation base is not low. When he stepped into the Void Cave Realm a hundred years ago and did not hide his strength, his aura was very terrifying.

Even the disciples who came with Feng Yuan couldn't bear the coercion of this high level, each of them seemed to be short of oxygen, their faces flushed quickly, and they grabbed their throats, as if they couldn't breathe.

But Feng Yuan didn't intend to stop at all.

It's okay for Mo Yin to chase with his protection, but if he doesn't stop, the disciples brought by Feng Yuan will be in trouble.

Lin Jichen saw that his eyes were wide open with anger, and his pupils were faintly red, as if he had a tendency to go crazy.

The chance of a monk having a child is relatively small, especially the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to have a child. Many couples who live on a double rest only have one or two children in hundreds of years, so they are naturally quite precious.

Feng Yuan only got such a child when he was seven or eight hundred years old. Even though the mud couldn't support the wall, he spoiled him like a bully.

It is understandable that the heir who was born with great difficulty was killed like this.

It's just that Feng Yuan is angry and angry, and he and his apprentice have shit, it's obvious that it can't be his apprentice's hands.

"enough!"

Lin Jichen handwritten a heart-cleaning talisman in the air, and slapped Feng Yuan on the forehead.

The Psychic Talisman does not do much damage, but it is clear and wise and has a bit of paralysis and freezing effects, similar to the ice bullets spit out by the ice shooter in the pea shooter.

"If you want to talk about it, just talk about it, what's the fight?"

"Feng Yuan, you can't fight among yourself in the sect, even the peak master, have you forgotten? Thanks to you, you are still the peak master!"

Feng Yuan's consciousness is somewhat clear, but the anger on his face is still there, his eyes are still wide open, his expression is frightening, even more frightening than the original face of bitterness and hatred, it is estimated that children will have nightmares when they see it.

Not knowing if the murderer is still in the Tianyan Sect, Lin Jichen guessed that he should not be there.

In the past few days, Feng Yuan probably searched the entire Tianyanzong up and down several times, fearing that even a fly would not be able to hide it.

After searching for a few days and couldn't find the murderer, come here and take his apprentice first?

When he does not exist?

Although Lin Jichen may not be able to win over Feng Yuan now, he still has to pretend.

"Since my apprentice knows that this jade pendant belongs to him, he must know some clues about this jade pendant. Now that you have hurt my apprentice, do you still want to find the murderer who killed your son?"

Or?

Lin Jichen glanced at Feng Yuan. He actually already knew who the murderer was. This time, he just wanted to take this opportunity to attack his apprentice?

However, based on Lin Jichen's understanding of Feng Yuan for hundreds of years, Feng Yuan is quite arrogant and disdains to do this kind of framing, so this idea is not tenable.

Feng Yuan also noticed that he had a faint tendency to become obsessed just now. If Lin Jichen hadn't cast the spell on him in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Thinking of this, Feng Tianhao's face became even stiffer, he adjusted his inner breath, and stared at Mo Yinzhui like two sharp swords.

"You said that the jade pendant is yours, but why did this jade pendant fall into my hands?"

Mo Yin glanced at Master's hand hidden in his sleeve, and frowned slightly.

He stepped forward and gave Feng Yuan a sect salute, "This jade slip was snatched away a few years ago."

"It's a joke, you are a dignified Xiao Cang Peak's personal disciple, how can someone in the sect dare to snatch your jade slips of practice? Do you really think that the sect's rules don't exist?"

Feng Yuan stopped as soon as he finished speaking, his brows were furrowed, obviously remembering something.

"The person who stole my jade pendant, a rich man named Liu Dan, was the master I served in the secular world." Mo Yinzhui said lightly.

"There was more than one person present at the time. If Uncle Feng didn't believe it, you can ask the people present. Except for Liu Fu, there were seven people in total. They should all be Bibofeng's seniors who are in charge of guarding the Zongmen's spirit beasts. I remember one of them is surnamed Wang, you If you check it, you will know that what I said is all the truth.”

Liu Fu and Feng Yuan have an impression of this name.

Two months before his son fought with Mo Yinzhui, Mo Yinzhui's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, and his swordsmanship was excellent. His son, who was not up to par, felt fear in his heart, fearing that he would really lose when the time came, that's why he did it. With such a crooked mind, he asked Liu Fu to teach Mo Yinzui a lesson.

Later, when Feng Yuan found out about this, he immediately ordered someone to clean up Liu Fu before driving him out of the mountain gate.

Feng Yuan looked at the disciple behind him, "Zichen, did you see Liu Fu leave the fairy gate with your own eyes?"

The disciple was a young man in his early twenties, his eyes flickered, "Return to Master, it's been too long, and I can't remember clearly."

Seeing his ambiguity, Feng Yuan couldn't help being furious: "Nonsense, what's going on, let's tell you one by one!"

The disciple immediately knelt on the ground, "The young master sent him out in person. On the way, Liu Fu jumped off the flying sword and ran away."

"Where did he go missing?"

"Lotus Peak."

Lin Jichen frowned slightly when he heard this word: "Lianhuafeng Library Pavilion?"

"We also guessed whether he hid in the Library Pavilion, but we searched the entire Library Pavilion, but couldn't find him."

Hearing these words, Lin Jichen suddenly had a bad guess in his heart.

"Wait a minute!" Feng Yuan interrupted the conversation suddenly, he turned his head to look at Mo Yinzhui, "How did you know that this piece of jade is the one that Liu Fu took away? You didn't deliberately shirk it?"

Mo Yin chased and said: "This jade pendant is the Tian Yan Jue that I asked Sixth Senior Brother to silently write. At that time, Sixth Senior Brother couldn't read all the characters properly, and always wrote wrong words, and wrote Tian Yan Jue as Day Yan Jue. After Liu Fu snatched the jade slip, , I showed it to the senior brothers present."

Feng Yuan checked the jade slip carefully, and of course he knew that what was engraved on this jade slip was indeed the Great Evolution Judgment, and there were many mistakes and omissions.If you practice according to the above, it is easy to go crazy.

If Lin Jichen and Feng Yuan had a deep hatred, they would have to say something, it's like a dog bites a dog, and a mouthful of dog hair.

But thinking of his son's death, and having just experienced the pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man away, Lin Jichen thought it was better to accumulate virtue for himself.

"Feng Yuan, my apprentice has made it very clear. If you don't believe me, why don't we go to the Qingyu Hall to discuss it?"

"No need!" Feng Yuan glanced at the disciple kneeling on the ground, then shook his sleeves and left.

Lin Jichen waited for him to go far away, immediately set up a barrier, and then spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Master!" Mo Yinzhui hurried forward to support him.

"No problem." Lin Jichen wiped the blood from his mouth, and he is still holding on.

Mo Yinzhui noticed the black pattern on Master's hand, this strange pattern was inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Lin Jichen hid his right hand in his sleeve, "I need to go out for something."

He wanted to confirm whether Liu Fu was hiding in the secret room of the Buddhist scripture pavilion?

If Liu Fuzhen was hiding there, he might not have practiced the devil's magic skills, but he might have practiced some kind of similar magic skills in the Sutra Pavilion.

But, is there really such a coincidence?

Isn't there Zeng Lao guarding the Library Pavilion?If Liu Fu broke into Zangshu Pavilion rashly, Mr. Zeng wouldn't turn a blind eye.

In any case, Lin Jichen had to confirm it himself before he could rest assured.

Just as Lin Jichen summoned the flying sword, the little apprentice stood in front of him, "Master, you are so seriously injured, I don't worry about you going out alone, please allow me to go with you, Master."

"Alright, you come to Yujian." He took a step back, leaving a place for Mo Yinzui.

Mo Yinchai stood on the flying sword. Lin Jichen remembered that the last time he stepped on the flying sword with his little apprentice was a few years ago.

At that time, Mo Yinzhui was not as tall as he is now. He had just reached the position of his shoulders, and when he got on the flying sword for the first time, the child was tense. The more nervous he was, the more he couldn't stand still.

In the past few years, Mo Yinzhui was almost as tall as him now, and his figure was still thin and straight. Looking at the back of Mo Yinzhui, Lin Jichen had to say that the back of the head of a good-looking person is always good-looking.

"Master, the wind is strong and cold, and the disciples who are closer can protect you from the wind." The little disciple said suddenly from the front.

Lin Jichen returned to his body at this moment, not afraid of the cold, but his soul was burned and hurt badly.

"Ah."

Being warmer seemed to relieve the pain, so Lin Jichen leaned forward a little.

Xiao Jinshu sighed: "When can I have such a caring little apprentice?"

Lin Jichen thought that he had cultivated for many years, wasn't it just to wait for such a good apprentice?

Getting closer, Lin Jichen smelled a familiar smell, which reminded him of the fruit hidden in the green leaves on the branch, showing a little attractive red.

Lin Jichen unsealed Mo Yinzui's body, and he was no longer a furnace since then, but the smell in his blood didn't seem to have changed.

It used to smell like green fruit after the rain, but now it is ripe, and the clothes can smell a little bit.

When he was a lotus root man, his sense of smell was not very sensitive, but now that he got closer, he could smell it. To be honest, the smell was quite pleasant.

Maybe he got closer, Lin Jichen watched his little apprentice's white neck visibly covered with a layer of light pink.

"Hey, you seem like a pervert." Xiao Jinshu looked contemptuous.

"I'm actually verifying a question."

"In the past, the scent of the disciple's blood could charm people, and it smelled very good. I don't know if it still has this effect after the seal is lifted."

Xiao Jinshu also wanted to know, and asked, "Is there any more?"

Lin Jichen shook his head, "It hasn't been verified."

"cut--"

Lin Jichen lowered his eyes, and pressed his right hand hidden in his sleeve with his left hand.

The moment he approached Mo Yinchai and smelled the backlash spell pattern, it seemed to be smelling a stimulant, like a wild horse running wild.

"Master, here we are."

Mo Yinzhui lowered the flying sword steadily, and suddenly felt the master approaching from behind him.

The young man froze, "Master?"

Mozun sneered and said: "Your master, you are fighting back against the backlash of the forbidden technique, so it should be impossible now."

When Mo Yinzui saw the pale and bloodless face of the master behind him, all the charming thoughts in his mind disappeared.The black vines protruding from Shizun's neck seemed to be climbing like living creatures, and Shizun's expression looked very painful.

Mo Yinzhui passed the spiritual power to the master, and after a while, Lin Jichen opened his eyes.

Lin Jichen felt that passing out was a kind of happiness, it was too painful, the kind of pain that burns the soul is not a kind of pain.

He woke up in a daze, and saw the nervous eyes of the little apprentice, maybe the wind on the mountain was a bit strong, the little apprentice hugged him tightly, his cold and beautiful eyes were slightly red, and he was talking to him.

What are you talking about?Lin Jichen couldn't hear it.

Why does this face look so good?When you get closer, you can see that the appearance is not broken. The eyes are eyes and noses are noses. No matter how you look at it, it looks good.

Xiao Jinshu's voice sounded in his mind, "That's nonsense, can the protagonist not look good?"

Also, Lin Jichen raised his hand to touch his face, wondering who was more handsome compared to his little apprentice.

Thinking about it, it should be me. Back then, he was also the sect grass of Tianyan Sect, and there were quite a few seniors and sisters who liked him.

Why didn't he get married to a girl as gentle and pleasant as his little apprentice?

Just when Lin Jichen's thoughts were flying to the horizon, he raised his hand, wanting to touch his handsome face, and suddenly saw that the backlash curse pattern on his hand had grown to his fingertips, and suddenly he was shocked, and the spirit that floated out suddenly returned Arrived, fully awake.

How can one be careless and grow up so fast?He managed to push back!

"Master, can you hear me?"

Hearing recovered, Lin Jichen actually heard the boy's sobbing voice.

"I heard you, you're not dead yet, so don't rush to cry."

The little apprentice watched him wake up, and was stunned for a few seconds, then his face flushed red, "Master, am I not..."

Lin Jichen smiled. Although the little apprentice was as tall as him, he was still a young man who blushed easily and couldn't stand being teased.

"I know, save some spiritual power, don't pass it on to me, I will have to rely on you to go back later." Lin Jichen took the little apprentice's hand away.

With the support of the little apprentice, Lin Jichen stood up and looked behind him.

Zangshu Pavilion is within easy reach.

When the mountain wind blows, the frightening bird bells hanging under the snow-covered eaves make a crisp and pleasant sound.

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