Chapter 1666: The art of blood exchange?

For several days, Lin Jichen quietly retreated in the Houshan Cave Mansion.

Except for asking for medicinal herbs from the guarding disciple a few times, there was no further commotion.

However, Zhen Shaoming was also very patient. He still did not act rashly. Instead, An Anben took his disciples to attend classes and practice every day, as if nothing really happened.

But many disciples were not as patient as Zhen Shaoming and gradually became restless. Even Wang Ziru seemed to be unable to wait any longer.

"Boss, don't wait any longer. If you wait any longer, the disciples won't be able to suppress you anymore."

"Why panic? Be careful and sail the ship for ten thousand years!"

"We can take our time and suppress the blood in our bodies, but those disciples cannot. Once an attack occurs, 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, wait, wait, I'm still 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 could take as short as ten days or as long as two or three months.

Zhen Shaoming was overjoyed when he heard the news, but to be on the safe side, he endured it for two more days.

Until the third night, there was still no trace of Lin Jichen, and he finally asked Wang Ziru to take action.

Soon, a large number of disciples from different disciplines sneaked down the mountain under the cover of night, led by Wang Ziru himself.

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

Wang Ziru was tense and his face was pale.

But when he saw the face of the person blocking his way clearly, he felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief. Then he had a fierce look on his face and shouted harshly.

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

Seeing that the person coming was not Lin Jichen, Wang Ziru dropped his guard and immediately became fierce.

The disciples behind him all looked disdainful, and they obviously didn't take the third elder seriously.

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

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

"I can't watch you sink any longer. The method of exchanging blood is a crooked way. You and the demon cultivators are going to die on your own. You should step back from the brink and repent in time!" Liu Hanbin said sadly.

However, Wang Ziru couldn't listen to a word at all, and sneered: "Liu Hanbin, you are a loser. You were transferred here by the sect. Thirty years have passed. Look at you, your cultivation is still the same." Stop moving forward, if you continue not to make progress, you will never be able to get ahead in this life!"

"But we are different. As long as we improve our cultivation level, we will definitely be able to make a big splash when we wait for next year's branch election. At that time, the sect will definitely value us again and transfer us back. The sect's resources are so majestic. , how can it be compared with other altars? This is a place for retirement, and those who do not want to make progress can only be reduced to withered bones in the grave here!"

Wang Ziru said with a look of yearning on his face and said: "It has been less than ten years since I was transferred here, and Elder Zhen was only transferred here for two years, but our positions are all higher than yours. Don't you think so?" Are you ashamed? In a few days, I'm afraid many disciples will surpass you, and you're just waiting to die. Don't hold us back, so get out of here!"

Liu Hanbin was told that he lowered his head. Yes, he was originally the chief elder of the division, but because his cultivation was stuck in a bottleneck and could not make any progress, he was chased by Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru, and he was reduced to the third elder.

If he was practicing normally, he would definitely be ashamed and would work harder to join everyone's practice.

But the problem is that the method Wang Ziru and the others use to become stronger is a magic!

Thinking of this, Liu Hanbin's originally ashamed heart suddenly became calm and calm, and he said word by word: "I don't care if you become stronger in this way!"

"Can you say that again!"

Wang Ziru became angry and drew his sword to kill.

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

"Elder Liu, you are wrong. No matter what method you use, 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 will dare to despise you. Only with strength can you become stronger. That’s the root of it!”

Zhen Shaoming spoke calmly, 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 was obtained by those demonic cultivators who killed innocent people everywhere and took the blood of those boys and girls? You are helping the evil!"

"Wantless, we have never killed innocent people indiscriminately. The blood was done by others and has nothing to do with us. We just bought it from them." Wang Ziru argued.

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

"That's enough!" Zhen Shaoming lost his patience and said coldly: "I don't have time to argue with you, so go back and guard the altar!"

"Elder Zhen, you..."

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

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

"That's all, that's all..."

Liu Hanbin was completely disappointed and unclenched his fist.

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

Liu Hanbin nodded dumbly upon hearing this, then turned around and walked back like a zombie.

Zhen Shaoming and Wang Ziru looked at each other with proud expressions, and then they had no scruples and led their disciples down the mountain quickly.

Liu Hanbin turned to look at their backs, and finally sighed deeply, and said in despair: "When the sect assigned me to take charge of the branch altar, they hoped that I could protect the disciples of the branch altar and allow the incense of the Sword Sect to continue in Yuehua Prefecture. But I didn’t expect that I would be so useless. I could only watch them go astray. The elder of the Sword Sect is on top, and the disciple Liu Hanbin is ashamed of the sect!”

With that said, Liu Hanbin knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of Jian Zong. He actually wanted to change the status quo, but someone had the handle and his strength was not as good as Zhen Wang's, so no matter how hard he tried, it was of no avail.

Liu Hanbin suddenly thought of Lin Jichen, but then he showed a look of 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 or death of the division, and he didn't care about the division. , Alas, even if I find him, he may not be willing to take action. How can such a person be worthy of becoming a master disciple? It is really ridiculous..."

Just when he was feeling sorry for himself, a voice sounded behind him.

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