Chapter 96 Hall Master Hu’s request

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 96 Hall Master Hu’s request

When Jian Baisan woke up again, he was splashed with cold water.

The ground beneath her body was surprisingly cold. It was not wood or ordinary loess, but more like some kind of jade. Her hand on the ground touched it lightly and it felt smooth and moist.

What's going on? She's not dead? Where is this?

She opened her eyes slightly, but immediately met a pair of golden vertical pupils as big as a human head.

--This is!

"Jian Baisan."

The voice was calm, with the majesty she was familiar with.

Old Sheyang asked: "Do you know your mistake?"

Jian Baisan responded in a low voice: "Master."

"I ask you, do you know you were wrong?"

Jian Baisan sat up, feeling dizzy for some reason.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"What's wrong?"

Jian Baisan said: "I shouldn't have taken off the spirit-suppressing ring privately to escape the sect's punishment."

The person sitting in the seat snorted coldly.

"What else?"

And? Jian Baisan thought for a long time: "I don't know."

"I don't know? Then I'll tell you."

"Thinking too highly of oneself hurts others and hurts oneself, this is one of them."

"Self-destruction and murderous tendencies are the second."

"Disobeying discipline and misbehaving, this is the third one."

"Do you recognize it or not?"

Jian Baisan actually moved his eyes slightly, as if thinking.

"I don't recognize the second one." Jian Baisan said seriously.

Old Sheyang's breathing suddenly became apparent in the space for a moment.

The next second, a bowl filled with hot tea flew to Jian Baisan's head. The porcelain shard scratched her forehead, and blood dripped down.

He got angry.

"You killed the family's spiritual beast just because of a dog in the sect. Do you think I don't know?"

"He made the first move, I don't think it was wrong."

Old Sheyang laughed angrily, "Okay, then tell me, how many people have you killed after escaping from the mountains? I'm afraid you don't remember it yourself? I'll tell you..."

"Nine people." Jian Baisan said without thinking.

"Nine people were killed in total."

Except for the time when he protected Li Laimiao and killed four attackers in the building, the remaining five were all from Xiaoliudong, and one of them was Liu Ding.

She did not take the lives of any of the other people, whether they were those who spoke rudely or stole things.

For an immortal cultivator - a cultivator who still has a grudge against others, this can even be considered a very, very small number.

In the past three years, it has not broken into single digits.

Old Sheyang choked.

The news he got from Hu Xinshan, the young hall master with the pseudonym "Gu Yulun", was that Jian Baisan took a ruthless action and "killed all of Liu Ding's men without leaving a trace" before killing Liu Ding.

When using the cauldron, she would kill with one strike, leaving no room for death.

He also said, "This apprentice of yours is really ruthless. If you don't discipline him well, you may be pecked in the eye by your own eagle."

When Jian Baisan was killing people in a row, were there not many mortals who could not be counted who died accidentally due to the influence?

Old Sheyang didn't believe it at all, but at this moment he didn't want to continue following Jian Baisan's words.

Of course, if it is true, then this apprentice will be more terrifying than he imagined.

The atmosphere even calmed down at this moment.

The next second, Old Sheyang thought of a new excuse: "Then, you probably don't know who you are killing! Do you think it is not wrong for you to kill them? Who will bear the cost of killing them? Do you think

Is it yourself?"

Jian Baisan, who had always seemed indifferent, seemed to have finally been shaken by something, and slowly turned his eyes to the eyes of old Sheyang.

Is he the master? But the one who is being chased and punished is clearly him, not the master who is sitting on a high chair in front of him and whom he has only met twice since he started.

Jian Baisan lowered his head again.

The door of the main hall was suddenly pushed open, a long figure appeared at the door, and an old voice came from the doorway:

"Xiong Bing'e, after all these years, you still don't know how to teach your disciples. Haha, are you too merciful?"

Jian Baisan raised his head slightly and saw that the old man Sheyang actually gave up his seat to the visitor.

The man sat in the highest position, and the old man Sheyang stood behind him.

Is it Hall Master Hu?

"Boy," the man's voice was rich and his tone sounded very casual. It was very similar to his son, Hu Xinshan's tone.

"Your master couldn't bear to teach you, so I'll teach you."

"When facing the teacher, you must kneel straight and kowtow."

A powerful force stretched out from all directions like iron pliers, forcing her to kneel straight and kowtow a few times without any ambiguity.

Seeing this scene, Old Sheyang's eyes shook slightly for a moment, then became firm again.

"Is it difficult to discipline?" The man stopped and looked at the old man Sheyang in surprise, "Isn't this very obedient?"

Jian Baisan suddenly felt uncomfortable.

It's not that she has never knelt down before someone, but she only realized belatedly now: she had only regarded kneeling down to officials as a natural custom, and regarded officials and people as a certain destiny, but in the world of cultivation,

Not so. Immortal cultivators will feel that kneeling down represents a great shame.

Because all the immortal cultivators, including her now, feel that they can climb to the top, and there is no difference between themselves and the people sitting on top.

Jian Baisan also suddenly understood at this moment that others like to see another person kneeling because they feel that the conquest has been won.

Jian Baisan struggled.

The man was startled, and actually Jian Baisan changed her position slightly, and immediately suppressed her with stronger force: "Take back what I said - you're not that good."

Seeing the unwillingness in her eyes, he was even more satisfied: "Nice eyes."

"Listen up, next, I'm going to assign you a small task."

"You killed one of my capable men - then let's go to the stronghold and bring back what I want. How about that? In this way, I will put past the vengeance of you killing my men."

Jian Baisan's eyes were cold.

Her pupils rolled up, she stared at Hall Master Hu and said, "I am not your subordinate, and I have no such obligation."

"Yes, you don't have this obligation." Hall Master Hu said regretfully, "How about Tianlin City, Xiaodongguan Street? Does it sound familiar?"

Jian Baisan was shocked all over.

This is Ji Dingxiang’s address.

"It's not far from here."

"It's very shameless for you to do this." Jian Baisan said.

A strong wind that was hard to see rushed into her chest, and a cloud of blood mist came out of Jian Baisan's mouth.

"When speaking to the teacher, use honorifics."

A familiar snake-shaped ring rolled in front of her: "Go tomorrow and bring me the thing. I'll give you half a year."

"If you can't bring it back, or if you want to escape... you can think about the cost yourself."

"Of course, if you bring it back," Hall Master Hu suddenly showed a kind smile on his face,

"I have a big reward."

"It's not impossible for you to become the great elder of the Beast Taming Sect when the time comes, hahahaha!"

"Of course, of course, Brother Xiong, now you are the sect leader. It's time for Ling He to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy, isn't it?"

Old Sheyang followed slightly behind Hall Master Hu and followed him out of the hall. The snake also hissed and finally looked at Jian Baisan with an inorganic look, which made her whole body shiver.

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Chapter completed!