Early the next morning, Qingfeng Temple.
Lin Hui took the reply from the Hundred Flowers Sect, frowned, and read it carefully.
"Recently, there have been great changes in the Xingdao City district. A large number of Invocation and Martial Artist have fled one after another, and some have arrived in Tuyue. Not only Qingfeng Temple, but also many Xingdao acquaintances from my Hundred Flowers Sect side have come to seek refuge.
Among these people, there are many who do not want to be inferior to others, build their own power, and absorb experts. Fu'an Town is probably the type of force that deliberately stirs up trouble."
Ou Tianrong wrote in great detail in the letter. In recent days, two more Inner Strength Realm elders have joined her Hundred Flowers Sect side. They are all old acquaintances from the original Xingdao City district, which can be regarded as a great increase in strength.
This matter is an opportunity for some forces, but for Tuyue local forces, it is a bit troublesome.
The trouble Qingfeng Temple encountered is said to be caused by a force named Feishi Sect. However, the exact background of the Feishi Sect is a bit far away. The other party has not shown enough achievements and it is not clear what its strength is.
Everything that could be said in the letter was written down at once, and one can clearly feel Ou Tianrong's sincerity towards this person.
After crumbling the paper, Lin Hui was silent for a moment and stood up.
To make a decision at this time, we still need to see the reply from Xue Meng.
Throw away the piece of paper and let it burn in the brazier until it turns into black crumbs.
Lin Hui once again grasped the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out. In the past two days, he continued to comprehend the swordsmanship, read the notes of his seniors, and gained a deeper understanding of the swordsmanship.
Successfully shortened Blood Seal time a little.
Although it's not much, just a little bit, it's a good encouragement for him.
At least let him understand that he has other channels to assist Blood Seal and speed up his strength improvement.
"Unfortunately, Raging Wind Swordplay's training is too difficult, and he is still stuck at the first level." This third stage Body Tempering is more difficult than Lin Hui imagined.
The progress was so slow that he couldn't even feel any changes after Body Tempering.
While I was thinking carefully, suddenly the sound of Wang Hongshi came from outside the door.
"Master, Inner City Prince Wang is here."
"Wang Yueheng? What is he here for?" Lin Hui was stunned, then quickly opened the door and walked out.
I saw a person standing silently behind Wang Hongshi. He had a delicate face, gorgeous clothes and a scent from a sachet. Who else could it be if it wasn't Wang Yueheng?
"Brother Wang." Lin Hui clasped his fists, "Why are you here this time?"
"There are some things that I need to remind Brother Lin." Wang Yueheng looked solemn, not as calm and relaxed as before.
"Study room please." Lin Hui extended his hand to indicate.
The two of them entered the study one after another, waited for the handyman to bring fragrant tea, and closed the door.
Wang Yueheng then took a breath and spoke out.
"I came here this time to remind Brother Lin about the trouble over there at Fu'an Town. The one causing trouble there is a force called Feishi Sect. The origin of this force is not simple. It was founded by Zhou Tian Martial Person named Li Chi from Xingdao, and has also gathered many Xingdao Inner Strength Realm Martial Artist is provoking surrounding forces everywhere. Moreover, they are inextricably linked to the New Martial Alliance of Inner City. To be precise, we suspect that they were actively invited by members of the New Martial Alliance Xingdao."
He paused, frowned, and continued.
"You also know that after the previous fight, New Martial Alliance compromised a lot of seats to Martial Artist on Xingdao's side. Now that they are doing this again, they are afraid that a storm is coming and something will happen."
"Feishi Sect...Zhou Tian Martial Person!?" Lin Hui's heart sank, thinking back to Xue Meng who went to deal with this incident, he felt bad.
"Is this news true?" he asked again with certainty.
"Absolute fidelity! New Martial Alliance is already actively absorbing Li Chi into Inner City. The action is very fast. It doesn't look like an emergency at all. On the contrary, it is well prepared." Wang Yueheng said in a deep voice.
"Then the current situation..." Lin Hui said in a deep voice.
"The changes are uncertain, Qingfeng Temple is best to wait and see what happens and not act rashly." Wang Yueheng suggested.
"It's too late. Feishi Sect seriously injured two of my disciples. The trouble has already come to our door." Lin Hui replied.
"Let's find an excuse to delay for a while. It's just two disciples. Just give them some compensation for their injuries." Wang Yueheng doesn't think it's a big deal if a disciple is seriously injured, so his attitude is casual.
This seems to be the habit of many Inner City masters, who do not treat the bottom class as human beings.
Lin Hui stroked the teacup, closed his eyes, and thought quietly.
He had many things on his mind, the most important of which was how to stand firm under the impact of Xingdao's Martial Artist.
"Brother Wang, do you think I should be patient first?"
"That's right." Wang Yueheng nodded, "Xingdao I don't know how many masters came over this time, and you don't know how many eyes are watching in the dark. If you misjudge your opponent's strength and get injured if you act rashly, you may be attacked by a large group of wild dogs and bite you. The gain will not be worth the loss."
"That makes sense..." Lin Hui understood what the other party meant.
It's not that we won't retaliate, but it's better to wait until the situation becomes clear and the opponent's strength is determined before taking action.
He also felt that this should be the case. It would be better to take revenge after sorting out the situation inside the door.
As for the other... severely injured disciples, as long as they are properly placed, they should...
"Report!" Suddenly a loud shout interrupted his train of thought.
A disciple rushed to the door of the study room and was stopped by the gatekeeper. He simply fell to his knees.
"Guanzhu! Save my master quickly! Save!"
The visitor was wailing in a shrill voice.
Lin Hui and Wang Yueheng looked at each other, opened the door and walked out quickly one after the other.
I saw a person kneeling on the ground at the door, covered in blood. It was Fourth, a disciple of Xue Meng, a man named Ding Shu.
"Master! Hurry! Hurry... my master..." This Ding Shu looked miserable, his clothes were soaked with blood, and he was in a miserable state. He had obviously gone through a fight all the way before he managed to escape.
"Where is your master?!" Lin Hui's face turned cold.
"Fu'an Town, that's over there. The masters of the Feishi Sect sent people to ambush and besiege us. My master stopped and let us go first. He stopped two masters of the same level by himself from behind... His old man... ugh..." Ding Shu couldn't speak anymore and burst into tears.
"It seems that the people from Xingdao don't take me Qingfeng Temple seriously at all..." Lin Hui looked grim.
"Brother Lin, calm down!" Wang Yueheng reminded in a deep voice from behind. In his opinion, standing out at this time is a bad idea and it is easy to be attacked. The more it is like this, the more endure it is.
"Brother Wang, why can't they endure it?" Lin Hui turned around and glanced at Wang Yueheng.
"I haven't killed anyone in a long time, and people always bully me because I'm young. This time I'm going to go out in person and kill more people so that people know that my name, Qingfeng Temple, is not made by bragging, but by the accumulation of human lives!"
"Brother Lin!?" Wang Yueheng saw the look in Lin Hui's eyes at this time and knew that it was bad, this was a sign of illness! He had seen too many signs of illness in Inner City, a master of internal strength, and Lin Hui in front of him was somewhat similar.
He immediately spoke up and tried to save it, but...
Phew!
A gust of wind roared, causing him and the people around him to squint their eyes. When they regained consciousness, Lin Hui had disappeared from where it was and was nowhere to be found.
"Since Brother Wang is here, please help me stay at the headquarters for one night. I will take people there and come back." At this time, Lin Hui's voice floated from a distance.
Wang Yueheng's eyelids jumped when he heard these words.
"Confused!" He slapped his thigh and said helplessly.
It's amazing how fast it is??
Wait... it seems really amazing... if you are quick enough and rush to rescue people and come back, the other party may not expect Lin Hui to be so fast, and the conflict will not be bigger... the situation will be much better than what you want...
At least with Lin Hui's speed, even if Zhou Tian master encounters him, he can still escape if he can't beat him.
As long as Lin Hui doesn't act stupidly and fight hard.
But the problem is, this guy Lin Hui seems to be sick!?
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An hour later.
In front of Fu'an Town, Black Dragon Pharmacy.
A group of fast horses came quickly through the snow, slowed down slowly, and stopped in front of Black Dragon Pharmacy.
This movement attracted the attention of passers-by. Among them, the fat boss across the street immediately became energetic. His little eyes were fixed on the other side of the street, waiting to watch the show and go back to have drinks and food.
"Come on, come on! Let me just say Qingfeng Temple will never swallow his anger, right? I can't bear to beat someone like that, let alone martial arts practitioners like them."
He whispered softly.
The owner of the nearby tea shop came closer.
"They are all dressed in white, and they are very impressive. The leader looks very hard to mess with. It looks like there is a good show going on."
"Shh, keep your voice down, they can hear it from this distance! Don't hold me back if you want." The fat boss pushed the other person away and looked around hurriedly.
"The young swordsman in charge should be the master of Qingfeng Temple? Formless Sword Lin Hui?" The tea boss didn't take it seriously and came over again and asked in a low voice.
"That's right... he looks very strong. But I don't know how to actually fight. The three masters fought before, and they really broke everything. There was so much movement!"
"If you dare to lead people to charge here, you will definitely not be weak." The tea boss nodded in agreement.
There was a crash.
At this time, a tall figure in a pure white slim-fitting robe dismounted and stood in front of the broken door, looking down at the scattered fragments on the ground.
The figure has a long sword hanging from his waist, some snowflakes scattered on his long black hair, and his temperament is cold and sharp.
It was Lin Hui who came from the headquarters.
Behind him, Wang Hongshi, Chen Sui, Huang Shan, Qiu Yiren, four elite disciples were brought over by him.
"The opponent is very strong. Do you know why I brought you here?" Lin Hui asked in a low voice.
"Collect intelligence and determine the opponent's location and information. After all, it is far better for the spectator to come here alone and search in all directions than if we have several people acting separately." Wang Hongshi replied in a deep voice.
"Yes, no matter how fast I am, I can't fly from one end to the other immediately. The distance in between is enough for them to disperse and evacuate. I can't catch them all in one go. So..."
Tsk!
Suddenly, Lin Hui's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
The next second, his figure appeared out of thin air beside a private house more than 20 meters away.
The sword flashed.
Beside the wall of a private house, three disciples with cross scars in yellow clothes were hiding. Just as they were about to get up, they felt a pain in their throats and were suffocated. They covered their necks in fear and fell to the ground.
"Three eyeliners."
Lin Hui walked a few steps forward and came to a young woman in yellow who was holding some kind of cylindrical tool and preparing to report.
"Continue." He looked at the other person and said calmly.
"I... I..." the woman's voice was trembling. She tried to pull open a thin line under the cylinder, but she tried three times in a row and her hand slipped.
The corpse of his companion was nearby, with a bloody hole in his throat. He fell to the ground and died with his eyes open.
She is the only one left...
"Don't... don't kill me!?" the woman said with a trembling voice.
She didn't expect Qingfeng Temple's revenge to come so quickly and so harshly.
"Where is our elder Xue Meng?" Lin Hui asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know... don't!" The woman burst into tears and runny nose. As soon as she finished speaking, she screamed and tried to beg for mercy.
But the next moment, Lin Hui's sword blurred for a moment, then returned to its original state.
And at the tip of the sword, a tiny trace of blood dripped down.
"You don't know anything, so what's the use of you?"
Lin Hui looked at the woman with a gash between her eyebrows and turned around to check the traces on the ground.