My Master is Lin Zhengying

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At this time, he slammed his palm on the table beside him.

There was only a "bang" sound.

The table was broken by Shi Jian's palm on the spot.

At the same time, I heard that Shi Jian said:

"What a Lin Jiu, how dare he be so rampant, I want to see how much he weighs!"

After speaking, Shi Jian was ready to go down the mountain.

But at this moment, an elder from the Qijue Sect grabbed Shi Jian:

"Master Shi, don't be impulsive.

In case this is a trick of the Daomeng to lure you down the mountain and finally assassinate you.

Aren't you in danger? "

As soon as he finished speaking, an Elder of the Wan Gu Sect next to him also said:

"That's right, Master Shi, it doesn't matter if you don't go!"

Hua Muzi, a group of Jiuju who fled here, also said:

"Yes, we just ignore it."

"Master Shi, corpse soldiers cannot see the sun during the day, I think it's better not to go!"

The support adjutant sent by Duan Jiepeng also echoed.

But Shi Jian couldn't listen at all.

"What are you afraid of, Pindao's cultivation today, even if he looks at the whole world, there are not many people who can match it.

Am I still afraid of him as Lin Jiu? "

After finishing speaking, Shi Jian waved his hand and walked out of the Maoshan Hall.

The rest of the people had no choice but to follow.

Down the mountain, Uncle Jiu and Nan Chen continued to wait.

After about half an hour, there was a sound of footsteps.

Nan Chen glanced forward, and said to Uncle Jiu with closed eyes:

"Master, here we come!"

Uncle Jiu slightly opened his eyes.

Immediately, I saw an old Taoist walking out of the mountain gate.

Behind him, there are also disciples of Maoshan, Qijuemen, Wangumen, Jiujuyi faction and others.

"Hmph, it's not a small battle."

Uncle Jiu spoke coldly, dismissively.

Soon, Shi Jian arrived in front of the mountain gate with dozens of people.

However, he did not walk out of the mountain protection formation.

The mysterious light is still shining.

Standing beside Shi Jian is his illegitimate son, Shi Xiaojian.

Last time, he was almost poisoned to death by himself.

Seeing Nan Chen now, his eyes spit fire, wishing he could bite Nan Chen to death.

"Who is being honored to be screaming in front of the mountain gate, so it is you, Lin Fengjiao!"

Uncle Jiu also has a temper, and he hates being called by his name the most.

So after leaving the mountain, they usually use Lin Jiu as their name.

Hearing Shi Jian's ridicule at this moment, Uncle Jiu was very upset:

"Shi Jian, stop talking nonsense.

My Maoshan sect is a well-known and upright sect.

Daoist Baiyu, the master, passed on the position to you in the hope that you can carry forward the Maoshan School.

You are so good, you let the Maoshan faction work with these monsters and evil ways.

I advise you, turn around and be right.

Go to death and plead guilty, so as not to pollute this pure land and kill more innocent fellow disciples..."

Uncle Jiu has great affection for Maoshan.

Because, the Daoist League has decided to attack the mountain tomorrow.

Uncle Jiu couldn't bear this pure land, blood flowed like a river, and he came here today to persuade him to surrender.

Of course, he also thinks that this is useless.