Chapter 462 The Brave Puppet Master (5K4, Thanks to the Blue Fairy Boss for Being the Leader)

"Master Shen, this time..."

Liu Qianyun handed over the pile of books with a complicated expression.

It is obvious that the Seven Sons of Nanhong are serious this time.

This is a major event involving the position of the master of Nanyang Treasure Land.

It is definitely not something that can be perfunctorily dealt with by a personal relationship or other excuses.

If she lends a helping hand again, even her father may be in trouble. If she interferes with the inheritance of the position of the master without authorization, the monk Bai Yujing will also die!

"I understand."

Shen Yi nodded and said softly: "Thank you for the help from everyone in Qingyue Sect."

He is just not good at dealing with people, but he knows it in his heart.

Since leaving Nanyang Sect, he has received a lot of favors from Qingyue Sect and Senior Xuanqing.

"Thank you for your understanding, Master."

Liu Qianyun pursed her lips, then smiled and said, "But the previous agreement to send someone to preach still counts... And this, keep it, this is what my father wants."

"He said, if you are too tired, don't force yourself."

"As long as you are alive, you will have everything."

As she spoke, Liu Qianyun quietly stuffed a letter of law into Shen Yi's sleeve, and then bowed her hands vigorously and said, "Master Shen, I'm leaving!"

She turned around and left the treasure land of Nanyang with a group of Qingyue Sect deacons.

"..."

Shen Yi was silent for a moment, and walked slowly back to the ancestral hall: "The Master of Qingyue Sect is a woman?"

Li Xuanqing raised his eyes in confusion: "How do you know? Do you know Uncle Ji?"

"Then it's okay."

Shen Yi shook his head and put away the letter of law.

He was just curious, why there is kindness in this world for no reason, it turns out that it is still relying on the relationship of Senior Xuanqing.

"Uh."

Li Xuanqing retracted his gaze, always feeling that the master seemed to have misunderstood something.

That uncle Ji was famous for his indifference. Not to mention helping Nanyang Sect, even if Xuan Qing died in front of them, this uncle might not help.

The reason why he was polite to him was not because they had a particularly good relationship.

It was simply because he was spanked by uncle Ji when he was a child, and there was a psychological shadow.

...

Nanyang Sect's inner gate hall.

Li Qingfeng meticulously flipped through the book on the table, and then took out the gilded jade inlaid list and matched the two one by one.

As time passed, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead: "This... These are all vassals of Nanyang Sect? Aren't they the wrong ones?"

Among these 182 families, more than half of them, if you pick any one of them, have a strong man above the sixth level of Return to Void sitting in charge, and they can wipe out the entire Nanyang family with a wave of their hands.

"Do your job."

Shen Yi sat next to him, also flipping through the book.

Outside the hall, a group of Chen family's Return to Void masters, including Yu Zu, all of them above the third level, received the Nanyang steward robe.

Unfortunately, there are still too few, and there are only twelve or thirteen of them.

"Huh."

Qingfeng Li exhaled, and said with a sidelong glance: "It seems that there are a lot of things, but in fact, more than 80% of them are looking for us to borrow things... But I have hardly heard of these things."

"Put it aside, pretend you didn't see it."

Shen Yi simply threw the booklet on the table.

These supporters, after all, just came from the Alliance Sect, and they are still under the name of the Seven Sons of Nanyang, so no one dares to provoke them.

As for borrowing things... it's simply against Tiangang!

Sect Master Shen's pockets are cleaner than his face. The last time Nie Jun came to ask about the precious materials of the Dao Pillar, he packed them up and exchanged them for the essence of the black phoenix, and he also owed Qingyue Sect a sum of precious medicine for refining the Tianhuang Pill.

"The rest of the things, apart from those miscellaneous things, are a bit troublesome."

Qingfeng Li stared at Shen Yi. He knew how amazing the other party had been along the way, but the time was still too short.

To shoulder the responsibility of a sect with one person's strength, tsk.

"Master, do you think we should just shut down the sect formation and continue as before..."

"You have a lot of free time, don't you?" Shen Yi patted the back of his head.

If we shut down the formation now, then the old dog would have been killed in vain. Senior Xuanqing went out for a stroll, was he going out to embarrass himself?

Li Qingfeng reluctantly retracted his gaze and picked up a booklet: "This should be the most urgent. The Gui Sect has been invaded by demons for a full half month."

"We are willing to follow the master to subdue the demons!"

The few elders of the Chen family who were not injured were all at the fourth level of the Return to Void Realm. At this moment, they all stepped out suddenly.

They had been in Nanyang Sect for a short time, but they had already seen the current situation clearly.

How could they give up the merit of following the dragon?

This was a good opportunity that the Chen family had accumulated through the merits of generations.

Apart from other things, just this deacon robe, in the past, it was something that they could not even think about.

Besides, apart from Nanyang Sect, who else would be willing to take them in now?

"Come here with some experienced people."

Shen Yi put away the booklet, stood up and walked out of the hall.

In terms of the strength of the battle, if he couldn't even solve it, it would be useless for these people to go.

But after all, they are cultivators from outside, and they must be more skilled in handling things than he is.

"The rest can be given some chores to them, and try not to lose them."

There are few people in the sect now, and they can't stand the tossing.

Shen Yi doesn't want to go out and come back to find that everyone is dead.

Soon, three elders of the Chen family followed.

Li Qingfeng looked at the remaining ten people who looked at each other in bewilderment and shook his head: "Don't you understand?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded in astonishment.

There is no reason for the sect leader to go out to take risks and his subordinates to do life-saving things.

"Used to it."

Qingfeng Li stood up slowly and explained: "This is why, at least 90% of the people in this inner sect are willing to die for him."

"but."

Qingfeng Li changed his tone and said with a smile: "Although our sect leader is kind-hearted, he is quick to act. I hope you will not have the chance to see that scene."

The faces of the Chen family changed slightly.

In fact, they have already seen it.

The raging and blazing sea of ​​fire was still lingering in front of their eyes until now.

"Get to work."

Qingfeng Li has no intention of overstepping his authority. He is just a small follower of Shen Yi now.

He just didn't want these people to misunderstand Shen Yi's kindness and lead to unnecessary things.

Sect Master Shen is not only good at killing monsters, he is also ruthless in killing people.

Nanyang Zongwai.

Shen Yi did not change into Nanyang white robe, but still wore an ink shirt.

One of the reasons is that he doesn't want to be too ostentatious. In addition, the sect leader does everything personally. If word spreads, people will look down on the Nanyang Sect.

Although he never cared about these false names.

But Nanyang Sect is in great need now.

Nei Ling could only act fiercely, trying to regain the one hundred and eighty-two families in a helpless way.

Three elders of the Chen family who were on the fourth level of Void Return were following behind, wearing Nanyang deacon robes, and they looked quite imposing.

"Sect Master, they seem to be avoiding me."

One of the clan elders looked forward in astonishment.

I saw that no matter which one of Nanhong's seven families, whether he was a deacon or an outer elder, as soon as he saw Shen Yi, he would turn away from a distance like a mouse seeing a cat, without hesitation.

"..."

Shen Yi ignored it and swept forward following the route recorded in the booklet.

These people maintain their own identities, so how can they be willing to pay homage to a junior and simply avoid seeing them.

But it's okay, it saves a lot of trouble.

Shen Yi lowered her eyes and looked at her hands.

According to the records in the gilded roster, the Puppet Sect can be considered a moderate presence among the 182 families.

Although his cultivation level is not high.

But with one-handed puppet-making skills, he is not afraid even if he encounters a sixth-level demon returning to the void.

They didn't ask for help at first, they just wanted to borrow some treasures from heaven and earth to repair the spirit puppet, but they didn't get a response for a long time.

I don’t know what the situation is now.

The journey was not far, and it only took three days without any means of transportation.

Shen Yi saw the majestic sect in front of him.

"call."

Several clan elders exhaled almost at the same time.

Although he put on the Nanyang deacon robe, he still felt a little timid when facing this kind of force that was obviously stronger than the Chen family.

After all, they are not from the Immortal Sect and do not have the natural aloof mentality.

Especially when I felt the powerful aura gathered within the sect, this feeling inevitably deepened.

"Sect Master, this doesn't look like it was invaded by a demon."

The elder of the Chen family looked at Shen Yi in confusion. If it was really a demon invasion, how could it be so peaceful and these strong men still have the intention to get together?

"Go in and have a look."

Although Shen Yi didn't want to go all the way in vain, but it was too much to insist on seeing people's corpses scattered everywhere.

at the same time.

It's on a high platform in the deepest part of the Puppet Sect.

The dense crowd was suddenly divided into three forces, occupying the entire high platform. Among them, the one on the far right, dressed in gray and surrounded by various puppets, was obviously the owner of this place.

There were five people sitting in front, and a chair was vacant.

The man stood up. Compared with the other five old people, he was obviously much younger. He looked middle-aged, but his status was not inferior to them at all.

He looked serious and shouted around: "Yang Lin, on behalf of the Puppet Sect, would like to thank the Zhao family and the Qinghai Mansion for their help in advance. However, the demon has not retreated, so I took the liberty to invite the two families. It is not just for small talk, but I want to say something more important."

Hearing this, everyone in the Zhao family and Qinghai Mansion turned their gazes over, but did not show any doubtful expressions, as if they had expected it.

"The two allies must have received the news that the Seven Immortal Sects of Nanhong have given up on us."

Yang Lin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

But he was interrupted by the old man from Qinghai Mansion: "The news we received is not like that. There is no giving up. They just handed us back to Nanyang Immortal Sect."

"Nanyang Immortal Sect?"

Yang Lin opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart: "There is no such thing as Nanyang Immortal Sect. That happened a hundred thousand years ago. You and I were not yet born at that time. Have you ever seen it with your own eyes? Nanyang Immortal Sect?”

With just one sentence, the old man from Qinghai Mansion was blocked back.

The strongest among them is only at the sixth level of Void Return, so how can they live for such a long time.

The others fell silent at the same time.

Yang Lin withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, and his eyes became sharper: "It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for help from others. Since the Seventh Son of Nanhong no longer intends to protect us, we cannot sit still and wait for death. Why not join forces with the three families to find a way to protect themselves in Nanhonglu?" ”

The words have not yet fallen.

The expressions of everyone present finally changed.

They guessed that the Puppet Sect wanted to mention this matter, and they also knew that they had encountered a demonic disaster this time. The Seventh Son of Nanhong ignored it, and they must have resentment in their hearts.

But I didn't expect that Yang would dare to say this in such a big way.

You know, these forces were all supported by Nanyang Sect and passed down from generation to generation.

It's only been a few days?

Is it too hasty?

Looking at the group of people from Gui Sect, the five old men sitting there all looked down at the ground, struggling a little, but did not stand up to refute anything.

The old man from Qinghai Prefecture pondered for a while and roughly guessed it.

This time, Gui Sect encountered a demon disaster, and the spiritual puppets that guarded the sect were all damaged. It was only when Yang Lin found the natural materials and treasures needed for repair that he was able to hold on until he and others came to support.

The right to speak is the most important time.

Thinking of this, he said slowly: "We came here just to help Gui Zong, and have not considered what will happen next. I advise Brother Yang to focus on the present first."

"What's the point of retreating this time?!"

Yang Lin suddenly raised his voice: "Don't you see it clearly? You are so confused! Without the protection of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, there will be more and more monster disasters like this in the future! Do you still put your hope on the so-called Nanyang Immortal Sect to pay that extremely expensive tribute?"

As he said, he waved his sleeves violently, his face flushed: "Today, let's be frank. I heard about the Seven Sons of Nanhong. The so-called Nanyang Sect is just a group of natives of the treasure land who practiced Qi and transformed into gods, plus a few cultivators in the early stage of returning to the void, and they also angered the Alliance Sect."

"Are you willing to give tribute to such an existence?"

Angered the Alliance Sect? These simple words made everyone present fall into silence again.

Seeing this, Yang Lin's eyes flashed with a hint of sternness, and he raised his arms and shouted: "If you are willing to pay tribute, that's your business. Anyway, I, the Puppet Sect, will not pay. You use the things we have collected with great effort to feed a group of cowards who only know how to hide in the treasure land of the sect."

"If they want it, let them come and collect it in person!"

Yang Lin stood in the middle of the field, his eyes slowly swept across everyone's faces, but no one dared to look at him.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Until an indifferent voice came from the sky.

"Nanyang Sect has arrived, who is in charge here?"

As the voice sounded, the dense crowd instinctively looked towards the sky.

I saw three white-haired old men standing with their hands down.

The black robe on their body swayed slightly, and the silver silk pattern of Nanyang on it was very dazzling.

Behind the three deacons, there was a tall figure in black shirt, looking down calmly, as if he didn't hear the words of the people before.

"Huh."

Yang Lin's eyelids twitched. The atmosphere that he had created with great difficulty collapsed quickly the moment this group of people appeared.

Sure enough, under the leadership of Qinghai Prefecture, including the people of Guizong, all stood up involuntarily and wanted to salute those figures.

"Stand up! Don't kneel!"

Yang Lin turned around with a ferocious face and clenched his five fingers tightly: "Don't you understand yet? After waiting for half a month, they only waited for a few cultivators of the fourth level of Return to Void. What are they doing now? Filling the stomachs of the demons, or wanting to take the last tribute while we are unaware?"

Everyone's body stagnates slightly.

Several elders of the Chen family slowly frowned and forced themselves to be calm.

They are just pretending to be powerful.

One sentence can't calm this group of people, and the effect of the deacon robes on their bodies will only become weaker and weaker.

I found that everyone was reluctant to salute.

Among them, the Chen family elder with the thinnest face has subconsciously looked at Shen Yi.

This matter is simply weird to the extreme.

Their Chen family was also one of the forces protected by the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

If you put yourself in their shoes, even if you encounter the same thing, even if your mentality changes, it is impossible to do it so quickly, let alone put it out in the open.

If you only want to protect yourself, there is no need to offend an immortal sect that owns the Hedao treasure land. A lean camel is bigger than a horse.

This... seems more like deliberately embarrassing Sect Master Shen.

"Uh."

The next moment, the elders of the Chen family saw Shen Yi falling slowly, and they came to their senses and hurried to catch up.

In any case, as long as the Sect Master didn't say anything.

They could only hold on.

"You..."

Yang Lin stared at the young man who suddenly fell on the high platform, and found that the other party had no expression, just slowly walking towards him.

As Shen Yi took a step, the people around him gradually buried their heads.

He couldn't imagine that if the young man spoke, his previous efforts would lose their effect instantly.

"Stop right there! Who allowed you to trespass into my Puppet Sect!"

As he spoke, Yang Lin clapped his hands, and a tiger-shaped spirit puppet eight feet long suddenly appeared behind him. It was glowing red, and its face was fierce and lifelike. It was not a dead thing at all.

This is the treasure of the Puppet Sect.

A red-bearded blood-clawed puppet comparable to the sixth level of Return to Void.

The spirit puppet that had just been repaired had several new wounds on its body, which was why the other Puppet Sect cultivators watched him act recklessly.

"If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude."

Yang Lin forced himself to remain calm and glanced at a certain place subconsciously.

At this point, there was no turning back.

Thinking of this, a ferocious look appeared in his eyes, and his five fingers pinched the magic formula. The red-bearded blood-clawed puppet behind him let out a deep roar that shook the mountains and forests, and the red light in his body rushed up to the sky.

The huge and strong body stepped out of the air and landed in front of Shen Yi.

Its bloodshot eyes revealed the same expression as Yang Lin's.

It looked down at the thin figure below.

This action almost frightened everyone present to death. Even the elders of the Puppet Sect couldn't help but run out: "Yang Lin, why do you have to do this? Stop it now!"

"I didn't want to do this, I just wanted him to leave the Puppet Sect."

Yang Lin's hoarse voice came out from the mouth of the Red Bearded Blood Claw Puppet.

Facing such a terrifying spirit puppet, the faces of several Chen family elders twitched slightly, but they still stood firmly behind Shen Yi.

They had seen more terrifying things.

Sure enough, Shen Yi never stopped, as if he didn't hear Yang Lin's words at all, and there was no sight of the ferocious Red Bearded Blood Claw Puppet.

The moment he walked in front of the Red Bearded Blood Claw Puppet.

He still looked calm and unhurried, as if he didn't even move his fingers.

A deafening roar rang in everyone's ears!

Crack!

The huge Red Bearded Blood Claw Puppet flew back in pieces!

The red light collapsed! Those extremely precious materials did not even last a breath before they turned into dust.

Under the pouring of the terrifying force, the remaining body of the spirit puppet submerged Yang Lin's body, and blood plasma overflowed from the gap, dyeing the high platform stone ground red.

The body of the spirit puppet trembled slightly twice, and the person buried in it soon died.

Until this moment, the terrifying roar slowly dissipated.

"..."

Shen Yi passed by the stunned puppet sect people without looking away, pulled a chair casually, walked to the front, brushed off the hem of his clothes, and sat on it.

"Ah."

Everyone gasped and stared at the calm figure.

In an instant, they knelt on the ground uncontrollably: "Welcome the Immortal of Nanyang Sect, you have come to Kui Sect. We are sorry for not welcoming you from afar. I hope the Immortal will forgive me!"

Shen Yi glanced at the front casually, his voice still calm: "No need to kneel, talk about the matter."

Several elders of the Chen family stood behind the chairs, watching the heads rising and falling in front of them, and suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

In fact, most people are still very normal.

It's that Yang Lin... Has he always been so brave?

Shen Yi sat quietly on the chair, his eyes inadvertently glanced at a certain place, and a little more coldness appeared at the corners of his lips.

The matter has been exposed, but this hidden arrow is still unwilling to be withdrawn.