Lin Xuanji cried so hard that he didn't know what happened, but he thought something had happened.
The old storyteller's face darkened. As soon as Lin Xuanji rushed forward, he raised his foot and kicked Lin Xuanji back!
This movement didn't have the air of a master at all, it was more like a fight between mortals in the market, but there was nothing out of the ordinary about the old storyteller.
This kick shocked both the little fat man and Shi Jian.
"Crack!"
Lin Xuanji was kicked so hard that he almost fell out of the air. He couldn't help complaining: "Old man, why are you kicking me?"
"Stop pretending to me here."
The old storyteller curled his lips, having completely seen through Lin Xuanji's poor acting skills.
Lin Xuanji's expression was stern, and he wiped the water droplets that had just been wiped on his face. He coughed lightly and said, "Although these tears are fake, my longing for him is so touching!"
"Hmm."
The old storyteller sneered, looked sideways at Lin Xuanji, and said disdainfully: "Looking at your embarrassment, I don't even need to make any calculations. I want to know with my butt that you are being plotted against!"
The little fat man and Shi Jian were stunned when they heard this.
"This old man is really outspoken and has no boundaries. He is even more mysterious than Lin Xuanji. He also compares his head to his butt?"
"Is this the helper Lin Xuanji found? Why doesn't he look like a master?"
The two looked at each other, muttering in their hearts.
"Look at your potential!"
The old storyteller still seemed unwilling to give up, scolding: "I guess you have forgotten all the things I taught you! If you are bullied, just ask me to come back and wipe your butt. I am even ashamed of you!"
No matter how thick-skinned Lin Xuanji was, he couldn't bear the old storyteller's scolding, and his face turned red.
"Old man, stop talking!"
The veins on Lin Xuanji's neck were exposed, and he couldn't help but argue: "I have been imprisoned for several years, and I have no intention of asking you for help! If this matter hadn't been too big, I wouldn't have asked you to come back!"
"Ouch, talk back!"
The old storyteller didn't seem to hear what big deal Lin Xuanji was talking about. Instead, he sarcastically said, "You are so damn shameful that you were imprisoned for several years!"
"Crack!"
Lin Xuanji was stunned, his face turned purple and blue, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
No one among the monks present dared to interrupt.
Although this old man doesn't look serious.
But everyone could see clearly that when the old man first appeared, he snorted casually and blocked the Qingcheng ancestor's attack!
Moreover, this old man was talking nonsense, but the Qingcheng ancestors didn't show any sign of it, so naturally they wouldn't jump out stupidly.
Originally, there was still a tense situation in front of Xuanji Palace.
After the old storyteller appeared, the atmosphere relaxed a lot. The old storyteller kept talking about Lin Xuanji, and his words were not the same.
Lin Xuanji's head was covered with black lines, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
He doesn't dare to talk back now.
If he argued one sentence, the old man would come back with ten sentences!
Ji Yaojing covered her mouth and snickered at the side. She really couldn't stand it any longer. She smiled and said, "Senior, with so many people watching, you should save some face for him."
Ji Yaojing's words also reminded the old storyteller to deal with the situation at hand.
"Hmph!"
The old storyteller snorted and said somewhat reluctantly: "Since the descendant of Patriarch Linglong begs for mercy, I will let you go temporarily this time."
"Oh mom, what a benefactor!"
Lin Xuanji felt like he had been granted amnesty. This time he was really moved to tears. He could not wait to run up to Ji Yaoxing and bow before him!
Su Zimo also breathed a sigh of relief.
For just this moment, his brain felt a dull pain.
"I'm Huang Wu, and I'd like to pay my respects to my senior."
Su Zimo quickly came to the old storyteller and bowed.
"Haha, we meet again."
The old storyteller still had a look of disgust towards Lin Xuanji just now, but in the blink of an eye, his face changed and he nodded to Su Zimo with a pleasant look.
"Crunch!"
Lin Xuanji clenched his fists tightly, his teeth itching with hatred!
The old storyteller's attitude towards Su Zimo made everyone in Xuanji Palace feel shocked.
The faces of Half-Ancestor Qiantian and Half-Ancestor Shenjiu were a little ugly, and they subconsciously looked at Tianji next to them.
Tianji remained calm and expressionless.
At this moment, Qingcheng Patriarch stepped forward and saluted the old storyteller, causing an uproar!
Let alone outsiders, not many monks in the Xuanji Palace knew the identity of the old storyteller.
But now, even the ancestor of Qingcheng has to bow his head. Who is this old storyteller
In other words, what level of cultivation is he
Could it be the emperor!
Su Zimo was also secretly frightened.
He had met the old storyteller twice, but he never imagined that this old man had such a powerful background!
"Bye..."
Just as Patriarch Qingcheng spoke, the old storyteller waved his hand and interrupted: "Get up."
The old storyteller looked disgusted with Lin Xuanji and looked kindly towards Su Zimo. Now he turned around and faced the Qingcheng ancestor, but his expression changed again.
"Did you just want to destroy his morality?"
The old storyteller asked calmly, his tone was calm, and there was no emotion or anger to be heard.
"yes."
The ancestor of Qingcheng became obviously a little reserved in front of the old storyteller. He lost his domineering majesty just now and said in a deep voice: "This Huang Wu fought in front of the gate of my Xuanji Palace..."
"Do you know he is Huangwu?"
Before Qingcheng Patriarch finished speaking, he was interrupted by a question from the old storyteller.
Qingcheng Patriarch's speech was interrupted twice in a row, but there was no displeasure on his face.
"I know."
Qingcheng Patriarch answered honestly.
"I don't care what Huangwu did in front of Xuanji Palace."
The old storyteller slowly said: "He once founded martial arts and spread martial arts to the common people, so that everyone in the world can practice it and benefit all generations! For a person with such merit, you will not be afraid of God's punishment if you destroy his Taoism!"
The tone of the old storyteller became more and more severe, and by the end, he was already scolding and scolding!
The ancestor of Qingcheng lowered his head slightly, his face a little ugly.
He is different from Lin Xuanji.
After all, he is the ancestor of Mahayana. When others reprimanded him like this in public, he felt really embarrassed on his face.
"Actually, it's not the Qingcheng ancestor's fault."
The Palace Master of Xuanji Palace couldn't help but said: "It's true that Huang Wu and others bullied people too much. They came to the mountain gate of my Xuanji Palace, broke the stone tablet with the human emperor's calligraphy on it, killed several powerful people, and injured many half-people. Ancestor, you also threatened to kill me, the young master of Xuanji Palace!"
"If the ancestor of Qingcheng doesn't take action and allows Huang Wu and others to rush into the Xuanji Palace, with the character of these people, I'm afraid they will go on a killing spree!"
Half-Ancestor Qiantian also said quickly: "What the Palace Master said is true. Ancestor Qingcheng has given Huangwu a chance to retreat, but he still has to push further. Ancestor also has no choice but to abolish his Taoism."
"You are talking nonsense. We came here not with the intention of becoming an enemy of Xuanji Palace, but to settle a score with Tianji!" Ji Yaoji scolded.
"Hmph! Tianji is my young master of Xuanji Palace, how can I allow you to provoke me casually?"
Half-Ancestor Qingze sneered.
"Young Master of Xuanji Palace?"
The old storyteller raised his brows, turned his eyes slowly, fell on Tianji, and asked quietly: "When did you become the young master of Xuanji Palace?"